Disclaimer: I do not own neither Naruto, nor The Wheel of Time. They are owned by their respective owners. This is merely an adaptation based on the two sources.
A great gust of wind suddenly blew at the walking man, almost knocking off his hat. Using his staff, he righted himself and continued on his trek. The land, moaning and groaning from the onslaught done by the One Power, sent the occasional shock wave of energy out. Who knew that the Dark One could have put such a backlash on saidin after his sealing? Lews Therin and the hundred companions almost immediately became insane on the spot from the taint; spreading death and chaos with their new found insanity across the world. But such dark thoughts only deter people from their goals. The cloaked man shuddered at the thought; he himself wielded the saidin, the male half of the One Power.
Trekking through the narrow mountain trail was harsh he soon realized. Rocks were falling constantly from above, ledges fell away at his feet, and the occasional shock wave of energy from the constant earthquakes could knock off a lesser man. However, he was not a lesser man, for he had a goal.
His goal, while insane, could prove tremendously helpful for the land and people. The island, while large in itself, was only a fraction of the world. The great cites had already fallen to the madness of the male Aes Sedai, males who could wield saidin, driving the populations off into the wilderness. Still, his main goal was to unite the One Power and the True Power wielded by the Dark One's followers into one source. The idea itself was so daring and farfetched that he was already labeled insane by the remaining Aes Sedai, both male and female. His hypothesis was that if the two powers were to be united, a balance of sorts could be created. With the new power, he would unleash it onto the land and people, hopefully stopping the madness. He also hoped that through the unleashing of power, he could cure the land from the taints spread by the Dark One's followers, and dare he say it, also transform the populace into a new breed of men and women. He sighed, although his hypothesis was a good and well, it was just that; a hypothesis. If no action was taken, it would remain only ideas and delusions of grandeur.
Spying his destination off in the distance, he hurried his pace. One could only be so careful in times like this.
Arriving at his destination, the man looked around. It was a rather impressive sight. He was at the peak of the highest mountain in the land, overlooking the valley below. Surveying the valley, he watched as fires, earthquakes, and tidal waves consumed the place. It was a very depressing sight to behold. A once prosperous land reduced to such a state could drive any man into a deep depression. Yet, it was that very reason that drove him to attempt such a daring solution.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed and then slowly spun into a circle. From the circle, a similarly clad woman emerged.
"Took you long enough to show up Saturi," said the man. "Well Ashgaru, I had to make the final preparations for the upcoming experiment," replied Saturi. "It's not an experiment! It is a dawn of a new era. One in which peace and harmony would prevail. The balance would be restored with the combining of the True Power and the One Power," replied Ashgaru. "Well, if you're so adamant in continuing on with your foolish ideals, then go ahead," said Saturi. "Bah, you will see soon enough just how true my words would be." replied Ashgaru.
Pausing for a moment, he looked at Saturi. He observed how she was trying to contain her laughter from the parley of words. Sighing, he shook his head and spoke, "Do you have the necessary items?" Saturi looked amused, then reached to her side and took the satchel that she had with her. "They are right here," she said while tossing the satchel to Ashgaru. He looked at the satchel, paused, and then opened it. Reaching into the Satchel, he pulled out two figurines. One was a man holding a sphere, the other a female also holding a sphere. Both hummed with a distinct feeling of power.
"My, you did manage to obtain two items of power. My only question though is how did you ever manage to obtain these two ter'angreal?" Ashgaru said while observing the figurines. The woman gave a snort. "It wasn't easy I tell you. I found them in a crumbling house, hidden among other figurines. The place mind you was also crawling with Trollocs and Myrddraal."
Still observing the figurines, Ashgaru grew lost in the fine intricacy and detail that the two items were created with. While it wasn't his own work, he still had to admit the detail and thought put into the making of the two figurines. Sighing, he broke his gaze from the ter'angreal and looked at Saturi.
"Well, it's good that you got these two, after all, they do connect to the two largest sa'angreal in ever built. My dream is one step closer to being complete. With these we can draw so much more of the power that we can do this adequately." He looked one last time at the figurines, before handing the female one to Saturi. Nodding his head in self reassurance, he looked ahead again to see the valley torn by the elements. With no other distraction he looked back at Saturi and said, "Let's make the bond; we have wasted enough time as it is musing over the items."
Saturi nodded her head in confirmation, and embraced saidir through the ter'angreal. Weaving spirit, she formed the bond with Ashgaru. Ashgaru, feeling the touch of saidir, seized saidin through his ter'angreal. Finishing the bond, he looked at Saturi. Without even the need of asking, she gave control to Ashgaru. Sensing that he now had control, Ashgaru settled down on the ground and sighed, possibly for the last time. He then started to draw massive amounts of the One Power from both saidin and saidir. Weaving the two sources, he crafted a complex net in front of himself. With the net made of the One Power, he drew from the dark taint massive amounts of the True Power, effectively weakening the taint to a point of almost non-existence. However, that was not his goal. With the three powers, he wove an intricate flow, weaving the three powers into one. This proved to be harder as the True Power required much more will to force it into the weave.
It was very tiring work. Great amounts of sweat started to pour from Ashgaru. A moan from beside of him drew his attention. Saturi, having drawn so much of the One Power, was almost at her limit. With lightning flashing across the sky, illuminating the mountain in a holy light, caused much destruction in the nearby area. It was almost an awesome sight to behold, the power of the forces taking place on that one mountain top.
Still weaving the three powers Ashgaru was nearing completion. With the final weave put into place, he hesitated. Right before him was the most entwined and complex weave he had ever seen, or so much made. The power before him now held great potential, or the end and doom of everything he knew. With a grunt, he resolved that since he got this far with his dream, he would push on. Starting to channel the power through himself, he flung the power into the world, binding everything in existence. From wind to earth, water to lightning, animal to human, all was touched and embraced in the weave.
With a great roar, he set the weave in place and activated it. For a moment, nothing stirred, nothing spoke or made noise. A great stillness and silence swept over the land. It was a tranquil peace, if only for a mere moment. Then, a great pain, like nothing he ever imagined came upon him. The world shook and groaned as the weave started to take into effect.
Far away from the world, overlooking it in fact was the Great Wheel, which spun the pattern itself. With a great shudder, the wheel started to break apart. Yet just as it was to break, it stopped its shuddering. A great rip could be heard as the pattern itself split into two different sized pieces. The larger of the two continued on its normal path. The other however, entwined its way around the larger, still apart, but not fully attached. It was Different now, new in fact. The energy which went across the land that was woven by Ashgaru shaped the very pattern itself. It now caused their part of the pattern to be separated from the main for a while. But just as a new color can be added to a weave, so too did the new pattern became an addition to the old. Almost as a new trend. The new pattern was woven in new ways not seen before into the existing pattern.
Coming back to Ashgaru, the pain continued. It bored into his connection toward saidin, cutting him from it. In effect, it gentled him. Then, a new energy filled him, one that was more pure than the old one. It seemed to comprise of two parts, though he was not sure of it now. He also felt the new energy filling Saturi, who after the setting of the weave passed out from exhaustion. He did notice that Saturi's level of the new energy was smaller than his. All of a sudden, a great pain went into his eyes blinding him. It twisted and turned, but just as suddenly as it came, it left. Having no more energy, Ashgaru fell to the ground with a thud. Without even a shudder, he fell unconscious. The power usage from before finally took its toll upon the man.
Across the world earthquakes stopped, fires suddenly went out, and tidal waves shuddered and fell for the last time. The people, also affected by the weave of power fell unconscious, burning from the effects of the weave, being filled with the new power which combined itself into their very life-forces. The nature around hummed and began to go on with a new power. Animals stopped and shuddered, then went about again with new energy in their soul. Some however paused, a new feeling overcoming them. They were now made aware of their surroundings; of themselves. It was a new sensation for them. Nothing like it had ever happened before. Some went on with what they were originally doing. Others however started to ponder their existence.
One entity though didn't pause; it went onward on its path of destruction. It towered over the land, as massive as a smaller mountain. It had ten tails, one eye with several tome going about it, a shell with spikes going across the top, and two massive hands. It now had a mind, that much it knew, but the entity also knew that it had only one purpose, to destroy all that was evil. The evil before it was the remnants off the Trollocs that were left in the land. It now had more purpose, and for the first time in its life, it smiled.
A man arrived at the mountain, coming from the gateway which he made. Feeling such a power in the south, he could not tell where it was until after he searched the southern lands. Yet, after the realization came to him, the massive power usage stopped. It was then that he decided to investigate the most southern continent. Tracing residual levels of power, he finally pinpointed the location to this mountain.
He saw a man and a woman before him lying on the ground unconscious. Sighing, the man concluded that nothing important had happened yet, but he was determined to find out. Walking towards the man, who was lying face down; he stopped just as he reached at the feet of the man. Bending down, he reached over and turned the man to get look at his face. What surprised him was who the man was. It was none other than Ashgaru Jarta Uzaju, high researcher of the most southern chapter of the Aes Sedai. If anything involving this man happened here, it was well worth the trouble to come.
Uzaju himself developed many weapons and technologies during the War of Power. His creations were feared by all the Dark Ones troops, human and nonhuman alike. Only after a raid on his laboratories near the end of the war, was he put to a stop. During the raid, it was thought that Uzaju was killed in the collapse of the laboratories. Certainly he himself thought it was true as he celebrated his death with a passion. Now, seeing him lying here was troublesome and worrying.
Looking over, he spotted the woman. As soon as he recognized the face, he palled. If dealing with Uzaju was bad enough, the woman made it twice as worse. The woman, Saturi Froeling Handa, was the high researcher in the far north. She was Ashgaru's equal when it came to creating new technologies and weapons. In fact both researchers rivaled Aginor himself in the field of science.
The man, determined to find out exactly what just happened at this place, started to shake Ashgaru in an attempt to wake him up. What the man found strange though was that the power he felt from the man differed from his. It was neither saidin nor the True Power. Thinking on it, the man decided to ignore it. It would soon prove to be his worst mistake yet.
As Ashgaru started to come around, he noticed that he was not alone. A hand was roughly pushing him awake. Deciding that the enough was enough, he pushed the hand away and responded, "I'm awake, I'm awake. Man Saturi, you don't hav…" "Well you are finally up I see. Now, would you please tell me ever so kind as to what has happened her?" intervened a man's voice. Ashgaru startled, opened his eyes and finally gazed upon the man in front of him. The man cloaked in black with red lining, stood before him in a manner which spoke of authority.
Looking upon the man's face, Ashgaru paled at the sight. Before him stood Elan Morin Tedronai, or more commonly known as Ishamael the Betrayer of Hope. Having thought that the thirteen most powerful followers, Ishamael included, were imprisoned with the Dark One at the sealing, seeing the most powerful certainly did not bode well for him and his goals. His thought were voiced as "You! How did you escape the sealing?" Ishamael replied, "I am sealed yet not sealed. Merely given periodic freedom as the harbinger of the Dark One in this world. And as I asked you before, what did you do here. Also, what happened to your eyes?"
Ashgaru, curious as to what Ishamael was pertaining to, took out a small mirror from his pocket and gazed into it. His eyes had changed. The whites now were light purple, with the pupil being just a dot in the middle. Rings in the form of ripples went out from the eyes in even layers. Another thing he noticed though was that his vision had improved substantially. Whatever had happened to his eyes was maybe for the better.
Looking back at Ishamael he said, "I do not know what happened to my eyes. Also, I will tell you only one thing of what happened here." He paused for a moment, searching for the right words to describe what he had obviously achieved from his endeavor. "I… managed to combine saidin and saidir with the True Power, creating a balance for this land," he replied. Ishamael blanched, and then in a whisper replied, "You fool! Do you know what you could have done!? You could have broken the wheel in two, or even cause everything to cease to exist!"
After a moment to compose himself, Ishamael continued, "Seeing now that we still exist, I can only assume that you succeeded. Even your power has changed as it no longer feels like saidin." "I am going to have to kill you now, and then wipe this land from the pattern. You have created a thorn in my master's side, and now I will remove it," his final words were as he seized saidin and started to weave flows of earth and fire.
Ashgaru seeing the flows become, instinctively put up his hand and willed the flows to cease. As he willed it, so too did the flows of earth and fire stop. Ishmael, stunned at the turn of events, continued onward and started to weave a new flow, one that cannot be stopped. Ashgaru seeing the ever so familiar weaves take place, did the only thing that seemed right. He lifted his right hand and said one word, "Grab." With a start, Ishamael was lifted from his spot and sped toward Ashgaru. Then with another flourish of hands, Ashgaru directed Ishamael into the edge of a cliff.
Ishamael now flattened across the rocks, looked up at Ashgaru and said, "What did you do?" Ashgaru, looking down at his hands, shook his head and replied, "I do not know, but I believe this is the end of your reign for now." With a final flourish, Ashgaru willed the earth to bind Ishamael into a coffin. Then he willed his energy into fire and poured it into the earthen coffin. With a final parting, Ashgaru said, "Goodbye betrayer of hope, I hope you have a very long respite. Explode." With that final word the earth and fire combined into a volatile mixture and combusted, sending up clouds of dust. After the dust cleared, nothing remained of the body of Ishamael.
A nearby groan came from the clearing. Ashgaru turned and saw that Saturi awakened from her exhaustion induced slumber. One thing he did notice right away that Saturi's eyes changed as well. They were now lavender, with no pupil. It almost looked as if she were blind, but the movement of her eyes told him otherwise. "Ashgaru, what happened? Did you succeed in your endeavor?" she asked as she tried to stand and gain her balance. Seeing as she could not stand alone, Ashgaru rushed to her side and helped her up. His reply was, "Yes, I did succeed in it. Your eyes partially tell of the success." Holding up the mirror he showed Saturi the changes. "What happens now, after all you did succeed were people thought you were insane," she said. Looking into the distance, Ashgaru replied, "I do not know, but first things first, we get down this mountain and rest. Then we experiment with this new power." Lifting up Saturi, he began to make the long trek down the mountain into a new world. One which he helped create.