Fire's Child: Destiny's Birth

by Phoebus Oberon

"No, they would disappear. She wouldn't let him go that easily. Especially now that she had decided to be a mother. Hestia smiled at the small child, who simply gurgled out his enthusiasm. Her chiton, a deep crimson, flared with the wind and, with what seemed to be the universe blinking, she and the babe were gone." Naruto, Son of Hestia

1. Naruto Uzumaki

I'm not a "dangerous" person. Really. I'm not…

I'm not the madman I've been labeled as, or the revolutionary they want me to be. I'm not a hero. I'm not even a good guy. I'm complicated. I'm a churning mixture of soft and hard, good and evil, noble and immoral.

I refused to be slanted in the black and white world. I swim in grays and, as such, I tend to drown in shades.

No, I'm not a "dangerous" person. But I am something more. Something impossible vile, something unbelievably good. Something so cruel monsters flinch, yet so irrevocably benign angels take note.

I'm not anything more than you, dear reader. And that's what scares them.

I'm a legend in progress, a being greater than me has never been seen. I'm the rising sun and the waning moon.

I'm Naruto Uzumaki, and I'm a human being.