WolfGear presents: Naruto: Alternate Legacy
Disclaimer I don't own naruto
Prolong
My name is Uzumaki Naruko age 18 and I am the Rokudaime of konohagakure or what's left of it.
The war with the sound village and the Atatsuki brought the once great village to its knees, even with the defeat of Madera Uchiha and Orichmaru. It will never be the same, then again how could it? When all your friend are dead.
Sasuke, the arrogant ass that he was, died at the hands of Danzo after finally figuring out it was his idea to kill of his clan. His rage over coming his senses and blinding him to the wind shuriken that sliced his neck open from behind, giving Danzo the last laugh I guess. Sakura died trying to stop Pein form killing some kids. A noble death for the girl that had hated me. I'm not ashamed to say I cried at her funeral. We were never the best of friends, but she was still a Konoha ninja.
Team 8 died after avenging their sensei Azuma who die against Hidan. It had been a bloody battle, I hope it was worth it. They were missed. Team 10 was wiped out near the border trying to stop a platoon of sound ninja. Another noble sacrifice on the altar of the hidden leaf. Team 11 died fighting against Madera. If you could actually fight that monster, so many died at that zombie's hand. All for what? I'm not sure.
Jiraiya died in Amegakure against Pein. Tsuande died fighting against Madera, like many others. It was the hardest to see them go as they were the closest to parents I ever got. Finally, Kakashi Sensei my lazy, yet still beloved teacher. He died to give me a chance to escape. A sacrifice I intend not to waste. I only hope my gambit pays off.
With that concludes my list of lost ones. Thought I guess I lied when I said I lost all my friends. There was still one left. Raiko, my oldest friend. His parents had left in Konoha a lot, both only agreeing that it wasn't healthy for a child to be moving all the time. In some way you could say they abandoned him. Frankly I'm glad they did, because I at least had one friend in a village that hated me.
Of course, I wasn't the only one to lose friends and family. Many of my friends had been Raiko's friend. Jiraiya and Tsuande, who had been like parents to me were actually Raiko's parents. Raiko had looked a lot like his father, Jiraiya, tall, broad shouldered, and white hair, but he had his mother's chocolate brown eyes and his hair wasn't nearly as spiky as his dads had been. As I sit and watch him complete the seal we have bet all our hopes on, I can only stare at the stub where his left arm used to be. He had lost it the same day he lost his dad. In his rage he tried to take on Pein, the leader of the Atatsuki, he had barely escaped. When he made his way home after collapsing in front of the gate in the rain, I remember him lying on his hospital bed silently crying in his sleep. It had been the only time I've seen him shed tears. At least until the death of his mother.
I turn to him and ask "are you done yet?" just a little annoyed after waiting for the past 3 weeks to finish the seal. It wasn't a smart thing to do really, it could lead to him making a mistake and resetting the whole process.
"Just putting on the finishing touches," he said with one final stroke of his brush He looks to me. "Now it's your turn. Put Kyuubi's charka in the seal and we'll be on are way."
"Alright" I said and start pouring the demons charka in to the seal. I hope it works. if it does we can fix everything, if not. Well, we'll be dead anyways. The seal starts to glow with an intense red light then in a blinding flash we disappear into the unknown.