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Death of a Junchuuiki
Nothing lasts forever. No matter what there will always be an end. The sun will fade; the land will crumble, the oceans will dry. The time comes when everything is lost. No matter what every kingdom, country will fall. Nothing lasts forever; immortality is but a cruel dream. Lives will always be lost. Happiness leads to sorrow, and pain which leads to joy. Love breeds hatred and sacrifice. Hero's will always fall to villains, the hero will always triumph. These are constants, unchanging facts of life and fate.
Journal of Nagato Uzumaki.
It was a peaceful night; neither too hot nor cold, a completely prefect evening. The night life of the village was mild out of a deep mourning respect for those who lost their lives but five years prior. The festivities had ended two hours ago when the mass of villagers and ninja gave a moment of silence following the closing speech by the Hokage. Most are back with their families, friends, and lovers spending the night in the company of those precious to them. Some light candles next to the picture of their fallen friends or family during the attack watching in a solemn virgule. Most feel a pleasant but somber mood as the events of the attack surface. Families remember the loss of loved ones taken by the tragedy retelling stories of the fallen's past so as not to allow them to be forgotten. Scars remain in the village, at least one in each person's heart, slowly healing as time progresses.
A minority though seeks vengeance against Kyuubi. They seek to have glory or closure against the monstrosity that claimed the lives of the one whose loss wounded their hearts. They can't help but recall the boy who came for his first time to the festival. He was their road to gaining their needs, at least in their minds.
A blond five year old boy, born on this very day of hatred and destruction walks through the village trying to find a safe place to stay the night. He had just been kicked out of the orphanage earlier today when he got into a fight with another boy. He tried to find the old man, who visited him from time to time in the orphanage for the majority of the day but failed spectacularly. He had given up trying to find the kind man and instead out of curiosity went looking around the village for someone to befriend or somewhere to be safe. Regretfully he finds neither a friend nor safety as the beginning of his dash for life began.
The boy is quickly cornered and looks in terror at the small mob before him. Ten people are before him, but truly only one worries him as that man is already holding the kunai most likely meant to end his life.
"Huh not so strong now are you demon?" The man says aloud mainly to the small crowds enjoyment. The man had brown hair and eyes, was of medium height and build, with a clean shave, and seemingly a middle class wardrobe. To be quite honest he was just an average civilian man who lost a person in the attack on that night of terror. Quite honestly this man really didn't matter in the large picture of the village's livelihood or existence as he was one filler in the background of a multitude of unidentifiable people most days to almost everyone else. He was an identity any ninja on an espionage mission would love to create being nearly invisible to the world as a whole. This man would probably only be within the median of the belt curve; his entire existence never to do a single extraordinary thing in his life.
"Let me go… please?" The bewhiskered boy asks hoping that maybe these people will unlike the orphanage workers will leave him be.
Another of the villagers quickly responds. "Now you're trying to play innocent demon. Just stop with the acts and let us send you back to hell." It really didn't look good for the boy as the civilians moved in. Fear was easily seen in the boy's eyes as he felt the wall impede his continuation backwards. A moment later his first beating began and honestly it was brutal. Bruises would appear all over the boy's body in a few hours. The boy screamed for help as he began to cry in pain. Unfortunately only his tormentors would hear them this night.
The leader decided to start the bloodshed as the boy stopped whimpering, probably passing out or pushing out the pain. He sliced along the boy's arms and chest very shallowly just deep enough to cause pain but not enough to kill the monster he perceives before him. He along with the crowd is rewarded with renewed screams of pain from the boy. The man decides the next strike should also be another non fatal one but instead of a shallow surface cut it should be more remember able and painful. With the knife in his right hand he thrusts the kunai into the boy's gut about a quarter of the way in.
Unfortunately this was the absolute worst thing he could have done. The very moment the man stabbed the boy a red aurora encompassed the boy. Killing intent not having been felt in five years once again encompassed the village. A malicious presence took to the air spreading every second as more power built up within the boy. "The demon's…" one of the men says as the leader's body begins to burn from the intense amount of chakra beginning to eradicate everything around it.
All around the village ANBU along with all the conscious ninja able to remember the horrid night get ready for another fight. The Third Hokage leaves his empty bed once again willing to put his life on the line for the village's safety, hopefully avoiding another mistake like his prized student only three years ago. 'What happened to the seal?' He thinks as he heads to the menacing presence.
The village becomes encompassed in the killing intent of the demon they still fear above many other enemies. Its power radiates throughout the village in an awe inspiring display of intensity. A red pillar of light reaches for the sky as the ninja are nearing the site which freezes those who are within the village. The next moment everything stops in an unnatural stillness. The dark presence is gone.
This is an idea that was rather new and didn't really cross over with any of my other previous works on my laptop that I am debating between continuing.
Please review this story and my other works as I already have an overall Idea of the story I plan to write but usually need sounding boards and feedback to write the overall story.
