Sorry readers for the temp. take down of this story! But as you can see, I am uploading it again ... Chapter by chapter ^-^ Nothing is changed (Not really, maybe some grammar issues) and I hope you all aren't too mad at me! The site decided to take my story down because my summary wasn't K rated ... which is understandable ... I guess. Please enjoy!
A/N: Alright so here is the situation ... is put the beginning of the sequel here as well just in case someone forgot it or whatever. I hope you guys like it, but be warned, it's a bit different. The names are all different, well except Kate and Nyan, but they aren't in this chapter, so, yeah. If you don't know who is who, well then that sucks ^_^ If any of you have any questions, like what the fuck is happening, then review or PM me. I will answer them if I can, but if they are going to be answered in late chapters, then I will tell you to keep reading my updates. ^_^ I think I have talked long enough…well type, but whatever ^_^ R&R&F if you want! Enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Who ever the hell thinks I do can go talk to Orochimaru. Why? Because he is a creep and will eat you if you even look at him. ^_^
~ "Do not fall prey to the false belief that mastery and domination are synonymous with manliness." – Kent Nerburn
The streets were crowded with people as they headed to work. It was a Monday morning and people, solemnly, had to work and leave the weekend behind. Among these people were two men dressed normally; they wore a black suit with a black tie and had their suitcases in their hand, but something was off. Yes, there were a lot of foreign people that came to Chicago all the time, it was a normal occurrence, but the aura around them made people uneasy and they tried to ignore the two guys as they walked by them.
"The time has come." One of the men said as they walked into a restaurant to get breakfast, they were in no hurry.
"Yes, Yuugure-sama" The man said to Mr. Yuugure. Mr. Yuugure looked at the younger man and frowned. He did not need a follower to get his plans into action, but he did come in handy for a sacrifice that he would need later on. The younger man was in his twenties and Mr. Yuugure was in his early thirties. The younger man had blonde hair that was passed his ears and had a pink stripe on its left side. Mr. Yuugure had black hair that was normal for any Japanese man, but for him it was different. Mr. Yuugure's hair color was not normally black, but a color that would most definitely stand out in Chicago and get glances at from business men. The younger man had just felt the need to be more … outgoing and be curious.
"I'm sure you have located the target Jakutai?" The younger man looked up from his plate as he heard his name.
"Yes, Yuugure-sama, the target is about an hour away in a suburb of Chicago. The suburb is called Schaumburg." Jakutai answered as he began to eat his bagel again. Mr. Yuugure simply nodded and looked outside, it had begun to rain and people were hurrying to get to shelter from the rain, which was futile, but they still tried.
'Weak, so weak. This human race does not even know how to cope with the simplest things. Soon, I will change that and this human race will be of no more. Fiction will not be fiction anymore, it will be reality and no one can stop me.' Mr. Yuugure thought to himself as he saw a person fall in a puddle. Jakutai looked at him when he saw a sinister smirk appear upon his face.
'Hmm, this is only the beginning Yuugure. You have no idea what I am planning, but I know your whole scheme. You may think that I am just some little pup following his master with his tail between his legs like a good pup, but no. You only see my façade and you will until your death is upon you my dear friend.' Jakutai as he finished his bagel. Mr. Yuugure only had Chai tea and had finished it while Jakutai had eaten his bagel. Once both were done eating, or drinking, they continued on their way to the train station.
The rain pounded down like a hammer on a nail as the thunder and lightning sounded overhead. People in the train paid no head to the passing storm because it would pass and the day would continue on just like everyday did. They had nothing to fear for they knew that another day would come for them to stop and watch the city go by them in a flash. The birds headed for shelter in the trees, some guarding their young from the storm as well; the rain continued to fall and the animals and insect also went to hide from the storm. It was normal for a storm to pass, it was weather and it happened everyday, nothing was different in this case either. But everything about this storm was wrong; every sound that every person heard, every rain droplet that fell from the sky as condensation that contacted a solid object, every lightning strike was different than a normal storm. What was wrong with the storm that everyone was used to and that no one was concerned about? The meaning behind the storm was different. It was not meant for the meaning of life, prosperity, cleansing. No, it was meant to mean death; thunder was the sound of bombs destroying cities upon cities, lighting was meant for the blinding sight of a bomb from miles away telling people they were going to die, and the rain was meant to be the blood shed by many. The storm, for once, was thought of to be a bad thing, and was only thought that way by the person who was scheming to make his plans and thoughts reality and the people who followed him; they knew the future was going to change forever and they could not wait for it to begin. The time was near. It was time for war.
The storm was a clue, for every rain pellet that fell to the Earth a sign was given for those who knew about the storm, for those who undoubtedly knew the time had come and that a war was approaching. Every person who knew about the approaching war said nothing and continued on like everything was normal, but underneath the façade they had made for people, some had frowns on their faces while others smirked for they wanted to fight and to kill. It would be a battle that the world would never forget, the people may forget, but the records of the war would be kept and passed on for generation and generation to come; it would be a great battle, just like the battle generations ago with Ryo and humans fighting with fictional characters. Yes, it would be exactly like that, but with one small detail changed. The humans would not win this war, no, not with Mr. Yuugure leading them. The humans would be demolished and fictional characters would not exist anymore, no, they would become reality and they would not be the undertakers anymore. Fictional characters would rule while the petty humans would wish, no, beg for mercy.
'Oh, yes. Everything will become what I imagine it to be; only in a matter of time my friends, in dear time.' Mr. Yuugure thought as he got off the train with Jakutai following him. They left the train station to get into the black SUV that was waiting for them. The windows were tinted and it had enough room to hold eight people. The inside was normal except for the fact that the back seats were so they were facing the other seats (so they were facing the back of the SUV). Mr. Yuugure and Jakutai got in the back and faced the three other people that were in the SUV, which took off towards its destination as the people in the back started to talk.
"It's about time, what took you guys so long?" One man asked.
"We stopped for breakfast." Mr. Yuugure said. The other three men in the SUV had nothing but respect for Mr. Yuugure; they were loyal, just like he wanted them to be. One of the men was in his twenties and he had black hair, but with red tips. The man sitting to his left was also in his twenties and was fairly normal. The only thing that made people look at him was his teeth, they were as sharp as knifes; the man left to him had long black hair in a high ponytail. His normal hair wasn't black, but he dyed it, like Mr. Yuugure, to blend in better.
"As you all know, we are here to complete the mission. I need all of you to complete you own missions in order to move on with mine. Oki, you will hack their main frame." Mr. Yuugure said to the man with sharp teeth, which smiled in return.
"Rikou, you will stake the place out and report whatever you find." Mr. Yuugure said to the man with black hair and red tips.
"And you, Bakuhatsu, you will start gathering the material to make the bombs and start making them. You have better get the right ingredients and make them correctly because you cannot test them out." Mr. Yuugure said to the man with the ponytail. All three of them nodded and the rest of the ride to their HQ was in silence.
I will re-upload the other chapter in due time, so please be patient with me, for I have another story I am currently writing. Thank you all for being patient and waiting for me to re-uoload this. ^-^ Reviews are still welcome ^-^
