Prologue
a/n: I had to write this. Just simply had to, I'm trying to stick with one story but this just stuck with me and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it so here's the prologue of His Banishment. – I'll keep the rating M mainly for language later on but there might be some fluffy stuff. And my other story is not on hold. I've just been lazy.
"Reverse" a voice called into the eerie silence of the night. It's not a super difficult technique but because of his….not so friendly disposition his body felt like it was burning up. It started at this finger tips and slowly spread to his entire body until he felt singed. Then it receded into the pit of his stomach and began to burn. It was difficult to concentrate especially his chakra. He had to use this jutsu to bypass the problems he'd encounter in the following days. He could use a transformation for this type of thing but considering the pain his disposition caused he'd prefer not to. It may give him away during a crucial moment. As the pain subsided his lips shadowed by darkness curled from a frown to amild grin. One that he'd been known for, for a very long time; I wonder how they're doing. He quickly shook his head they're not your allies anymore hewalked through the trees toward the back gates of the village. No not the village, Konoha – the place that had banished him all those years ago. He definitely didn't want to come back here – even though he still had two more years of banishment he needed to take the two others like him, who were taking refugee here, out of the way; before they met the same fate as him. He walked up and looked over the village a top the heads of the Hokage. He squinted, Kami he hated this place; he felt repulsed to even be here. He ran down the ramp quiet as a mouse running into the relatively dead looking city.