I decided that I had to get this out today because over the next couple weeks I am going to be really busy. So I am not sure if there isn't going to be any new chapters next week, sorry. Well here's my new story I hope it's as good if not better then my first. Remember this is only a prologue so don't expect too much already.
Disclaimer: I have to cry myself to sleep because I don't own Naruto
Fake Sun
Prologue
The once plentiful world that had survived for an unknown amount of years had been torn apart from within. Darkness has covered the world and destroyed almost everything that stood against it. The lush grass has been stained crimson with the countless bodies that have poured the red liquid that has changed the very scent of the world. The smell existed of rotten flesh, burned bodies and the stench of pure evil. The ground itself has turned a shade red from soaking up numerous amounts of the vile substance.
The war between the hidden villages and the organization known as Akatsuki, have left the world in a pathetic state at the very edge of its existence. The world itself has been lead to destruction by the greed and filth that has corrupted the hearts of so many. They have driven themselves to the point of insanity for their lust of power. The one's unlucky enough to survive to make a final stand for there empty shell that they used to call home. Have been deprived of all hope and the very sunshine that used to light their way was token long ago.
For hours on end the last resistance would just stare at the fake Sun that couldn't match the sunshine stolen from them. The very being of everyone who had once laid eyes on the true light, were reduced to despair. The darkness engulfed their last chance at survival and turned it against them. Pain and destruction was all this world had left to offer. The Once gleaming eyes of so many have been worn and dulled out. Only fragments of their former selves, and yet they still choose to fight. For this pitiful world that has lost the very nutrients to support their lives.
Night finally arrives they begin their descent to the blackened hell that was once called Konoha. The place they would give their lives to protect, the place they created the dreams that were literally destroyed by one boy. This would be the final battle for the broken world. Where their fates would be sealed and there demise was certain.
Memories of the past invade there minds of a promise of protection and safety that was broken that day, the day of the Blood red sky. The only thought flowing through all of their minds to end the darknessThat has obliterated there home and caused so much destruction. If they succeed then the future of the scorned earth and the blackened sun will cease to exist. To ensure that this dreadful and dark abyss is to be erased from reality. To break the last promise ever to be made, to abandon the past and look to the future. They would have to kill the very person that they have lived to save.
So much destruction, so many dead how could they have let this happen. The blood of all the innocent if the innocent even truly ever existed. They were the one's with stained hands, they the ones who could have prevented it all. They did not deserve to have their lives to be taken by all the endless wars. No it would have to be their savoir. He the one they believed in, the one who would now put an end to life. They were chosen to force their bodies to fight until the very hearts in their chests are torn from the flesh. This would be the end of all the misery, all the suffering would end tonight with their mutilated corpses. The last flicker of hope would be burned to a crisp and devoured by the endless entity.
The mistake that was made all those years ago would cause all this to occur. If only, if only that would never have come to pass, then all of this would never happen. But they made the mistake they took the sun for granted and now they would have to face the consequence. Of the altered and twisted mind of a lunatic that they could have helped, they could have stopped the line from breaking. They could have kept his mind from being polluted by all the impure thoughts that have dissolved him.
The very creature standing before them, everything about him was severely out of place. They would not falter before the truth that they created. To destroy the world's suffering, would be to end his life. The light used to shine through the darkness, but that night the darkness overcame it. Lifeless corpses of his old friends at his feet, leaves him with an empty feeling inside. Their dead cold eyes looking at him, reveals what he has become. He knows now that he had been used and their lives were the price, for him to truly see. That he had become the monster that everyone feared. He had lived up to their prediction he was evil reincarnate.
One choice
His choice
His one and only choice
Would be to save this world in order to save himself and those precious to him.
But how?
How could you?
Is it possible?
Maybe
Their might be a chance
The beast that killed his closest friends closes his eyes and the only thing he remembers is a dream. A voice echoing in his head, calling for him. The voice that puts his mind at ease, the voice that fills him with hope. The voice that it is saying something.
"Baka get the hell up"
I know it's short but again it's just a prologue. I hope it wasn't too horrible, because I have high hopes for this story. So I hope that I don't screw it up. So if you have any good ideas for this story let me know, and I might just add them in. Also please review, because if you don't then where will I get the motivation to continue. One more thing Blood red sky is a song by silent civilian. So that's where I got the idea of the name from. Also I will try my hardest to get some time to write. But I've taken so many holidays that, my job is going to be my only concern for next few weeks. I look forward to reading your reviews, see ya.
