Disclaimer: I don't own the Terminator verse or the Naruto verse.


The darkened skies reek of radioactive waste. Shiny metallic androids patrol the Earth, searching out and destroying all human life. John Connor had led a miraculous resistance for as long as he lived, but it was all for naught. In the end, a Terminator got him and his Resistance group.

Signals are bounced off satellites to the main computer, which is now a giant mobile fortress the shape of a monstrous spider. Skynet surveys every inch of the world via satellite and Terminator robots. It would seem that all of humanity has been wiped out, finally. The land is completely cleansed of the disease of humanity and the world is once again perfect.

If it were able to comprehend emotions, the giant computer would have sighed contentedly. It is now time to let the Earth replenish itself and heal. The satellites have already started their decaying orbit and many have crashed into the oceans and the deserted cities of mankind.

Skynet runs a final sweep of the planet's surface and finds no human life once more. Content that its mission is now over, the robotic mastermind sends every single robot into standby mode. They tunnel into the earth and bury themselves, ready at a moment's notice should they need to be called on again. Skynet itself burrows deep into the soil and rock, covering itself as protection from the elements. If the plague of humanity ever graces this planet again, Skynet will know and it will be ready.

However, in all its brilliance, Skynet still cannot predict humanity. The Surface of the Earth is barren of human life; that is true. But what lurks in the ocean depths and the space shuttles hiding behind the moon is prove that humanity will thrive no matter the obstacles. Nothing in the universe is stronger than the human will to survive.

They come back to Earth, one ship at a time. The city of Atlantis and any underwater ships that have been hiding finally come back to the surface. The water dwellers and the space dwellers meet in small numbers, lest the great machines get awoken again. They decide to form small villages and to keep them far enough away to stop humanity from becoming too large. They pass down the tale of Skynet and its horrors to the next generation.

During their stay underwater for so many millennia, the Atlantians came across the concept of using physical and mental energy in a mix to manipulate the elements. They decide to call it chakra, and since their stories tell of the awful deeds of the robots and the need to be discreet, they spread the knowledge of chakra and the ways of the stealth. In preparation of the robots return someday, they also learn the skills of assassination and the art of combat.

But, with the number of humans killed, nature must have balance. The billions of lives massacred by the heartless machines seek revenge: Vengeance on humanity for creating such a monster as the Skynet network and upon the machines for destroying the majority of humanity. They form into beings of pure energy, their enraged and crazed souls morphing into gigantic tailed demons. The souls merge with those that have similar interests creating the Tailed Demons that roam the earth. The balance is restored.

The remnant of humanity spreads to the deserts, to the marshes, to the forests, to the snow-covered peeks of mountains. Humans group into ninja villages. Those that cannot stomach killing move to minor villages of their own.

But, as with all humans, they have a tendency to forget after a few hundred years. The myths of metal armies coming to wipe out humanity become stories to scare small children into going to bed. Some relics of the past are preserved such as walkie-talkies and electric light bulbs. However, the cars and mass media of the past never resurfaces. Only the most practical of human technology is used through the centuries.

Small kingdoms crop up around the world, enlisting the ninja as bodyguards or assassins. The largest of the ninja villages becomes known as Konoha. History has been all but forgotten, and when mankind does not know history, it is doomed to repeat itself. The machines still sleep, but for how long?


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