A/N: This is my first story inspired by the fantasy cover of Naruto Shippuden.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Naruto, LOTR, or any fanart that inspired the story.
The footsteps echoed as the figure ran through the halls. The news he bared was not good, everything had just collapsed in just a few short hours.
"Sir Jiriya!"
"What is it? What happened?" Jiriya asked with panic laced in his voice. It was dark but Jiriya's white hair was still easy to notice.
"King Sarutobi… he is dead, Sir," the figure responded as his shoulders slumped in despair, "We do not know the cause yet, I'm afraid."
Jiriya was in shock. His face was blank, but his eyes were filled with pain and loss of his former mentor. He looked up remembering his mentor and his two friends who he hadn't spoken to in some time. He closed his eyes as the memories flooded through his mind and a sad smile crossed his face.
Flashback
"You want me to work with her? The dwarf girl?" the Elf raised his voice.
"Yes, Orochimaru all of you are going to work together and I know you'll become friends one day," King Sarutobi said.
"Sensei, I'm not working with the elf and the idiot, and we are NEVER going to be friends," Tsunade said, crossing her arms.
Sarutobi sighed at them. 'Elves, Dwarfs, and humans are now at peace but the grudges these kids still hold, jeez,' he thought.
Breaking from his thoughts he looked up to see Jiriya unconscious on the ground and Tsunade and Orochimaru ready to launch at each other.
He sighed again.
Flashback end
"Sir, I'm afraid the news gets worse," Jiriya looked up at him in surprise, what could be worse than this? "It seems Madara is forming an army to take the kingdom now that King Sarutobi is no longer with us."
"Dammit," Jiriya cursed.
"What shall we do Sir?"
"It's time to call some old friends," Jiriya said with a slight smirk and sad eyes as he looked out the window at the dark sky.
Looks like the peace just ran out.
A/N: Sorry this chapter is super short let me know what you guys think!