Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Hunt for the White Eyed Snow Fox ❯ Unto thy hands... ( Chapter 5 )

The Hunt for the White Eyed Snow Fox

By Kruffien

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I'm just a fan. And this fic is my tribute to the anime. I also don't own Game workshop, its products or any of its written work.

Two warriors dancing on death's tune…

Two warriors in deadly combat bound…

One is from Konoha, shadow nation of the nin…

The other is of Norsca, a nation in shadow bound…

One will leave…

One will stain the ground…

To who shall the fatal falter make?

To whom shall the scythe falls?

Chapter 4:Unto thy hands…

Steel against steel…

Technique against technique…

A punch for a kick…

And a kick for a punch…

Blood for blood spilled…

Blow for blows taken…

Both well trained…

Both well matched…

Here where shadows are trees and passing winds mourn the dead…

Both aiming to survive the other's death blow.

So it was and came to be…

The fighting went on, back and forth…

`Till the moonlight night gave way to the crimson dawn.

But with the coming of dawn also came the final moments…

For as the light of the sun cast away the darkness of the shadows, realization of who they were fighting came to the two.

Shock and disbelief written on both their faces.

For Yukitsune, it was a face she have never seen but only dreamt of. A face her mother honored and revered, a face her father fondly spoken of. The face that belonged to her father's best friend and her mother's `rival' of love. The face of her legendary aunt, Haruno Sakura.

For Sakura, however, it was a face she vowed to hated and eternally condemned. A face, long thought to be dead, who she firmly believes betrayed and murdered the one she loved. The face that belonged to the traitorous Hyuuga Hinata.

And with that realization, Sakura's hate laced scream filled the air as she charged at the bewildered niece she never knew, with her dagger raised.

Though shock consumed her mind, Yukitsune's body did not as she instinctively raised her own dagger a moment before her enraged aunt entered the fatal final step.

And then it was over…

The deathly silence broken with the final gasp of the dying…

As cold unforgiving steel kissed a beating heart.

The fatal falter has finally came to pass.

But a question still remains unanswered; To whom did the scythe fell?

Unfortunately my friend, only you can tell.

For here two fates cross.

And so my friend, decide you must.

Would you choose Sakura to fall or Yukitsune instead?

One must die…

One must fall…

The burden of choice is yours and yours alone.

What would you choose?

What fate do you hand them all?

To be concluded

Coming soon: The Hunt for the White Eyed Snow Fox: Epilogue: The choices we make…

Author's Note: Chose your own ending.