Hey. This is Dodgydisc, letting you know that this is the first proper fanfic I've made, as you probably can already tell. Though I take no credit for the characters, places or anything recognisable within this story, nor do I intend to make any profit off of the publishing of this story. I'm Rather happy with how the prologue to this story has turned out, a lot more so with my other attempts at writing, thus I figured I would share the progress of this story with you guys.

I've taken inspiration from a variety of places, Naruto and Harry Potter being the most obvious. More will come about in time, however I'll leave you guys to find them when and if you can. There will be an Author's not at the bottom of every chapter where I add in new inspiration telling you where it's from and disclaiming that I own nothing of it. However I'm also taking some inspiration from other fiction works on this site, as such I can't remember all of the places I'm getting inspiration from on this website and if you see something that you know is from another source on this site, which I haven't listed below, please send me a comment with the link so that I can check it out to see whether or not it is where I got the inspiration from and give them the correct credit they deserve. And if it isn't, I have another fan fiction that I could read and enjoy which is always a bonus. Anyway, without further delay, please enjoy the prologue for what I hope will be a long lasting series of chapters within this, and possibly other, books.


Prologue

The clouds rolled over the sky, heavy and dark, obscuring the light from the stars as the streetlights and building lights flickered as a long figure rushed towards the smouldering wreckage that had once been his best friend's house. Sirius Black looked left and right, trying to spot any signs of movement within the quiet town, the silent howl of a wolf echoing throughout the night his only response to the thought running through his mind. 'Where are they?! What happened?!'

He quickly ran through the garden gate, seeing a form upon the floor and feeling his heart sinking in his chest. That messy black hair. He didn't need to see the figure's face to tell that it was his brother in all but blood, James Potter.

Sirius shook his head. This was no time to be mourning his friend, he had to check on the others, Lily, James' wife, and their little one-year old child, Harry. He ran into the house, bounding up the stairs two at a time as he heard the cries of a baby coming from where he new Harry's nursery to be. He barged through the door, looking down and seeing what looked like a rotted husk of a human along with the body of his friend's wife. Their son was sitting in his crib, crying out and looking towards his mother.

Sirius walked over slowly, holding back his tears as he picked up the child gently. "There, there little one, you're safe now. No one is going to hurt you. I promise," he said softly as he held the child in his arms, knowing in his heart that two of the people closest to him in the world currently lay dead while the only connection to them he had left cried himself to sleep in his arms. "I promise you James. Lily. I will protect your son." He said, brushing a strand of the little boy's messy hair out of his face before turning away, heading out of the building.

Not turning back to look at the house, the memories that it would bring able to crush his resolve to protect the little one in his arms and rush towards the traitor who all but murdered their best friend and his wife.

Sirius failed to notice the small white glow that surrounded the female body of Lily Potter, an ethereal shape floating up in her shape before it changed, becoming little more than a wisp of smoke before being blown away by a strong gust of wind coming through the hole in the bedroom wall. Nor did he see the giant figure of a man walking into the house, discovering the scene he'd found mere moments ago, with the difference of the child being no where in site, and the body of Lily Potter no longer situated where it had been when he left the house.

An old man sat humming softly to himself as he sipped on a cup of tea, his long white beard gently flowing down over his robes as he stared out of the castle's window. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts castle, champion of the light, defeater of the last dark wizard and heralded as the greatest wizard alive, let out a small sigh. He closed his eyes, unwrapping a yellow sweet from its packaging and popping it into his mouth, closing his lips around it and sucking on the sweet, sour lemony flavour as he thought.

He'd known this night was coming, he'd helped the Potters and tried to help the Longbottoms hide. He'd thought that they might have been safe, but he knew that he was only fooling himself. Once a prophecy was made, especially one as important as this one, there was little that one could do to try and stop it when.

There was one bright side, if it could be called one, they finally knew who the boy that could defeat their latest enemy. The child, Harry Potter, was going to need a lot of attention if he was to grow up to become the person who they needed him to be. At least he could trust Hagrid to bring the baby back in one piece. He nodded with a small smile. No one would question him if he decided to put young Harry with his muggle relatives. Yes, they would help mould the young boy into exactly what the wizarding world needed.

The only problem, which wasn't really a problem, was the young Lord Black. He could hardly believe that the Potter's friend could betray them, though it would be a simple enough fix to put him behind bars when the time came. Then there would be no one to contest his decision to place Harry where he needed to be.

With a small nod Dumbledore stood, making his way towards the exit of his office. He figured it was time to meet with the masses as they celebrated what they considered the end of the darkest wizard since the one he had defeated. He shook his head softly. If only they knew the truth, but then, maybe it was for the best that they didn't know.

The horn of the boat sounded loud and clear through the fog that surrounded it. Sirius gently cradling Harry in his arms as he hushed and shushed the child, who was squirming at the loud sounds around him. "It's alright little one, we're almost there," he said softly as he looked up, noticing the large, foreboding archway in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle. It had taken them six weeks to get this far, running from the Aurors who tried to arrest him under the false claims of kidnapping and the murder of his best friends.

He shouldn't have been surprised, Albus only knew half of the story, and if he'd known the full story he was sure that the misunderstanding would have been cleared up straight away. As it was he was determined to follow the last words of his friend and best friend's wife, the mother of the child in his arms currently. He was taking Harry to place which was safe for him, a place where he could learn what he needed.

He had thought that Lily was a little crazy when she'd first gotten him to promise her about this, how could she and James die so easily? Yet, now that he saw the archway, the final nail in the coffin had been hit, and he knew that this was really real. His best friends were dead, and he was all that young Harry had left. He wished he could have told Remus about this, but knowing the man like he did he hardly felt that it would have been fair on him.

He closed his eyes, silent tears running down his face as the boat sailed silently through the archway, the fog around them never dissipating until nearly three hours later when they neared land, except, this land was nothing like Sirius had seen in his life before, and as he stepped off of the gangplank and headed down onto the shore, he knew, that this place was only the tip of the iceberg for what lay in store for them over the next ten years. Still, he knew that as long as he had Harry, and that they were both together, that the child would be safe, and that nothing would stop them from living their lives to the fullest. The only thing he had to do now, was figure out where this 'Konoha' Lily had mentioned was.