I haven't given up on my other story Loss (fully). I've put it on the back burner, like waaaay back. Anyway I'm back after a bit, Fanfic was the only thing that kept me sane when I only had a trickle of internet. During my time away and many nights of *eh hem* inspiration, I've come up with a couple new ideas. I've also had a couple crazy ideas that I'd love to make a novel about. I've also learned that it looks much better in my head planned out than on paper. Anyway I'm rambling here is the prequel chapter of The New King. *WARNING*: This Fic will be bloody, dark, and cruel. People will die, and bad words will be said. In later chapters there will be heavy lemon. Don't like it, don't read it.

'Bla'-Thoughts

'Bla' "Bla"- Demon/Summon thoughts/speech

BUURP –SFX

(Bla)-Misc.

_Prequel: Dark clouds filled the night sky while long and multiple flashes of lightning arched across the sky. The crescent moon showed just enough light to help find your way home, but created long dark shadows. These shadows are used by ninja, to live or to die in. A lone figure stood among these shadows and recent ruins, but this lone figure wasn't the cause. No; it was the Kyubi who not too long ago smashed five of its mighty nine tails into the sea surrounding the once small village. The results was a swampy and mucky terrain, where once two mountains stood and a tsunami big enough to collapse there biggest building in less than a minute. A dark potent energy filled the air where the man stood among the ruin, he looked where he saw the Kyubi was travelling and heard its deafening roar that still shook the earth. 'Well at least it won't be hard to follow.' He shifted his stance as he prepared to travel, before leaving in a flash of dark and malevolent energy his voice rang out. "This should be interesting."

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As the Yondaime died with a smile on his face Jiraiya looked at the now crying bundle in his arms. "Now, what to do with you." He grimaced as he went to hold his recent wound from the Nine Tails, three were broken, but he had endured worse. He started to walk back to the village to get Sarutobi's input on what to do with the little child. He stopped and tensed his muscles to prepare for yet another fight for his life, but he wouldn't hesitate to use his own life to protect this tiny child.

"Who are you and what do you want?" The serious Sanin asked as he slowly turned around. When he finally got a good look at the man red flags went off in his head. He stood a good six foot two, and his hood cast a shadow hiding all but his smile. His dark long cloak whipped around him but no wind could be felt. His dark red muscle shirt was rippled with the strength he hid and his black shinobi pants stopped just above his ankles. What put him on an extra edge was how many pockets he had, no one had that many unless they had a use for each and every one. He looked back up to his face, his hair stood on end as he saw the still unidentified man slowly grin like a maniac.

He slowly spoke with power in his voice, "Who I am, is not your concern-" He looked down to the sleeping child in Jiraiya's arms. "-But that child's safety is what I want." Jiraiya was not one to push his luck, but he needed to know this man's true intentions. He protectively put the child close to his chest, "And why would you want his safety?" Tensing after each word he knew that after his answer he would be ready to fight or run. The man tilted his head, "To help him, protect him, and lead him to his goals. I want to do all these simply because he will be greater than all of us".

Jiraiya was as stiff as a statue, it still sounded like he was crazy, and crazy was dangerous. The large man sighed putting his maniac grin away, "I have no intention of harm or stopping you from what you think is best for him at the moment." Jiraiya was not body language expert, but he was a ninja.

Jiraiya watched him closely as he slowly nodded, "Unfortunately it's not up to me, it's up to our Hokage. Not to offend, but I highly suggest you don't follow me." The man nodded and left using the shadows, he waited a good minute before he shunshined back to the Hokage Tower.

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Sarutobi sighed for what was the thousandth time as he listened to the council. "We need to kill it now before the Kyubi is set free!" One of the civilian councilmen demanded as he stood pounding on the table. Jiraiya gave the civilian a cold glare across the room as he was being healed by a medic nin. "Lay a finger on him and you'll wish the Kyubi was set free." He slowly sat down, even if Jiraiya had a katana in his lung, he was no match for the Sennin. "As Jiraiya has so kindly put, no one will harm him. And councler-" Said councler looked into the Third Hokage's eyes. "-He is not an 'it'. His name is Naruto" One of the ninja councilmen spoke trying to get rid of the tense atmosphere. "What is the condition of the seal?" Asked none other than Abmurame Shibi.

'Finally, some logic and common sense' "Stable and operating as it was designed to." He calmly smoked from his pipe preparing for the next bombardment of questions. Hyuga Hiashi wanted to ask the simplest of questions. "What shall we-" "Hello" Everyone went stiff, then slowly turned to window. While everyone was wondering how the strange figure got in, or rather, how he got past ALL of their senses? Jiraiya face palmed. The figure looked around and sensed the tension, "You should really keep that window locked." The Hokage not totally convinced that he wasn't an enemy answered first, "That window is always locked...and sealed." 'If he was an enemy of Konoha he would've attacked by now, or at least not have revealed himself.

The figure looked back at the still open window while scratching his head, "Well then I guess you shouldn't make it so easy." Jiraiya walked/limped over to him, "I thought I told not to follow me." He smiled a bit with his face still hidden, "I didn't, I just knew where to go." Taking control of the situation, the Hokage asked the obvious. "Jiraiya, do you know this man?" Jiraiya flinched and looked around, he saw that everyone was still very tense, and he could hear the tale tell sign of bugs buzzing. Looking back at the figure while he spoke, "We exchanged a few words before I came here. He said he wants to help the kid, and has his safety at heart." The ninja calmed down a bit, but they were still at the ready for anything.

"And pray tell, what could you do to help this child?" Asked Sarutobi while he packed fresh tobacco. The strange man pulled his hood off and chuckled, while the ninja readied their weapons and civilians gasped.

He spoke calmly, but with power. "I'm so glad you asked."