Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters… So sad, I know...
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Prologue:
A woman's scream ripped through the peaceful silence of morning. People were jolted out of their dreams, and went running to find the source of the noise, which had now developed into hysterical crying.
Lord Hiashi Hyuga was the first one to find the woman, his wife, Lady Hinako. He stepped into the room and gazed around with furious and desperate eyes. What he saw though, chilled him to the bone.
Disaster and damage met his eyes. The rice paper walls were splattered with droplets of blood. Not a fatal amount, but it was blood none the less. Blood that should not have been there. He finally turned his gaze back to his wife, who was now giving off horribly heart-wrenching sobs. It was then that he noticed that the bed that she was kneeling over was rumpled.
Rumpled and empty.
Hiashi's heart slammed against his chest, threatening to bash and shatter its way out. With every step he took the thumping increased. Finally he was beside his distraught wife. He knelt down and wrapped his arms around her. Neither one noticed the audience that had collected outside the room. Neither did they notice the horrified expressions that had formed on the peoples faces as they continued to survey the damaged and bloody room, as well as the weeping couple huddled together in the center.
Out in the hall, one man was able to regain the use of his voice. Immediately search parties were formed and sent out. The rest of the clan split up to inform the rest of the village and to gather more volunteers to help look.
But nothing was ever found. No blood trail, no trail of anything. The intruders just vanished. The village was stunned at what had occurred, and right beneath their noses. Intruders were able to enter and escape the village with precious cargo and not even be detected? Not even leave behind a trail? They just vanished?
That night, that dark night in history, many secrets would be uncovered. Even more would be made. That night, security throughout the entire village had failed. That night, three-year-old Hinata Hyuga, beloved heiress to the Hyuga Clan, disappeared from her bed.
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