Ali: Here's Rise of the Leaf as Promised!
Asami: OKay... Say the disclaimer.
Ali: Why?
Mamoru: Because it's right and I won't tear you to pieces.
Ali: Point... I own nothing in the original Naruto, only Tamotsu Maki and other OCs.
Asami: Good work.
Mamoru: Enjoy!
Chapter 1:
Changes in the Night
A young girl ran through the burning streets of her old home. There was nothing that was left of her old life. She had to run. The flames were hot whether or not she was near it. Everything crumbled around her and turned to ashes. She had to skid to a stop as a post landed in front of her, the embers rising and burning her face. She leapt through the flames seeing as there was no other choice of escape and she landed on the ground past the fallen post and continued to run. Her home was no more as she exited the heat and entered the crisp, cool air of the forest. She paused to regain her breath, listening out for anything seeing as the world was at war. She clutched her chest and looked up and around. She was merely 11 at the time. This young girl had long brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a dress and shorts underneath.
Suddenly she was grabbed from behind, her mouth covered so her cry would be muffled and she was pressed against a warm body, her back already sweating from the contact. "Who're you?"
She stayed silent.
"No matter, I was told to bring any one left alive back anyway," he said, tying cloth around her mouth and rope binding her hands and she was dragged away, her eyes on the flames that consumed her old home.
Goodbye, she thought solemnly as she was pushed ahead.
She let silent tears fall down her cheeks and trudged forward through the trees. It started to rain and she was soaked along with the ninja that was with her. She took time to observe him. He was tall with dark eyes and ink black hair and fair skin. He wore armour and there was a crest on his shoulder, one of a white and red fan. She was being taken to the Uchiha clan compound. Once they reached the compound she was untied and allowed to speak, through she chose not to. She closed her eyes and sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. She could only hope that they'd have the mercy to kill her. She neared the came and was astounded by the way everyone carried themselves. men and women alike carried themselves with pride, grace, and with an air of deadliness around them. She silently admired them as she was led towards the tent in the middle. There was a line. Obviously many were captured. She wasn't the only one.
A man stood in the front, pointing a person in each direction after exchanging a few words. She was scared, oh so very scared. She didn't know which one was which and she didn't know if either one was good or if both were bad. Either way, she thought she was going to die. When it finally reached her turn he observed her.
"Name?" Silence. "Alright, are you in pain?" Silence, but he further observed her, his Sharingan activated and he pointed her in a direction. "Go."
She hesitated so the person that captured her gently led her into the room. It was for the wounded. She finally spoke, "What's with the two directions?"
"This way's the hospital and the other is to a living quarters. We don't kill anyone unless they beg, we try and save people ever since our last leader killed anyone and everyone. Katsu looks at people and if they're ninja we kill them, but if they're citizens we just give them refuge," the man explained.
Katsu Uchiha, she noted. "Why am I in the hospital?"
"You've got burn marks," he answered.
She lightly touched her face and noted that her arms were, in fact, burned. "Oh..."
When she was healed she was taken to the living quarters. She sat down near the back and then she noticed an Uchiha boy around her age looking at her. He took this as a sign to walk over and sat beside her.
"I'm Madara Uchiha, nice to meet you," he said.
She struggled to remember her name. "Nice to meet you too."
"No name?" he asked.
Before the fire started she had a bump on her head (that wasn't healed so it would heal naturally and the only one that would have to heal naturally) and she forgot everything of her past besides that it was happy and that she wouldn't ever see it again. "I don't know... I can't remember."
"How can you not know your own name?" he questioned.
"I don't know, all I know is I don't know," she said. "I can't remember anything."
"Well... now you can give yourself a new name," he said, looking in her eyes before tilting his head. "You've got pretty amber eyes."
She remembered one thing: what she looked like. "Amber?"
She lifted a strand of hair and it was blond. She guessed her appearance changed. "Something wrong?"
"No... but I've chosen a name," she said.
"What is it?"
"Tamotsu Maki."
Ali: Good first chapter I hope. And that's how she gained her name.
Asami: So... My great grandmother was a citizen?
Ali: Yep!
Mamoru: Interesting. And she changed looks.
Ali: So, please, please, please review!