A ninja's destiny

A Naruto story

Dedicated to Gabriel Torstenson

Introduction

There's a question rumbling through all of us: what is a ninja? Is a ninja someone who protects the village and all inside it? Is a ninja someone who fights for justice or money? Well, there were two ninja that discovered what a real ninja is. Twins, they were. This is their story.

In the ninja world, there was war. From the beginning with Hagoromo and Hamura Otsutsuki fighting Kaguya, their mother, to the end, with Naruto Uzumaki fighting Sasuke Uchiha. However, there was still distress, because with peace, you also need war. It's just a natural balance of things. There were people who didn't like where things were heading. So they decided to band together and destroy everything. Of course, these people didn't have enough power, so they were losing. They were called Hakai to Konton.

One night the leader was in his tent, perched on a mountain in the land of earth. He had a gruff look to him, he had a ragged beard on his chin and his hair was in a ponytail. He held his hand up to his chin, looking among a map deciding the best strategy to take the hidden stone village. The Tsuchikage was new, so it would only be natural that he'd be weak, right? At least that's what the man thought. He had been at this for quite some time; he almost didn't notice the soldier that had just walked in. He looked up and dropped his hands.

"This had better be important, soldier," He spoke in a cruel voice. The soldier looked frightened, almost as if he had seen death itself.

"Sir, we have a visitor. Seven to be more exact," the soldier hesitated and then continued, "They just came up and walked into camp." This got a dark look from the leader. He walked up to the soldier and grabbed his neck.

"Be specific here. What did they look like?" The man asked, his eyes beginning to get intense, almost as if he was thirsty for blood.

The soldier held a hesitant breath before speaking again. "Well, six of them had hoods all the way down; I couldn't see their eyes or faces. But the seventh man…" He went quiet again.

This irritated the man holding his throat. He started to crush the soldier's wind pipe when a hand suddenly grabbed his arm out of nowhere. He took a look at what grabbed him when he saw a cloaked and hooded man. This man tossed him across the tent like he was nothing. He then pulled out a sword from under the cloak and charged him, putting it at his throat. Six more cloaked people came in, one having his hood up, but held a mask instead of a face.

"That's enough. He knows we mean business," spoke the one with the mask. The cloaked man with the sword put it away under the cloak and was suddenly right next to the other six. The masked man stepped forward, "So, you're the leader of Hakai to Konton? You don't look like much."

The leader got up and looked at the masked man. He looked him up and down, analyzing him. There was something very… suspicious about this group of people. They just didn't agree with him. They gave him a feeling very close to death.

The masked man started laughing, "Yes, death. That's actually very close to the reason why we are here," he laughed at the leader's expression, "And yes I can read minds. Especially those who are as open as the world we live in. No, you aren't much of a challenge to read."

The leader stood up and walked to his desk, pulling on a cupboard and pulling out a bottle of sake. However, that's not all that was in the cupboard. There was also a knife, for a just in case. He also pulled out two sake cups and poured the sake in them. He held one and extended it towards the masked man. The masked man shook his head, so, shrugging, the leader decided to drink both glasses. He then poured another couple of shots.

"So to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence gracing me…?" he held it out to discover the masked man's name.

"Keiro SenjUchiha. You can just call me Keiro. These are my companions, and they are very deadly," he nodded towards the one that teleported in earlier, "Him especially." The SenjUchiha were a clan of Uchiha who were born with the graces of the Senju clan. The most powerful of the SenjUchiha could even use the wood style kekkei genkai.

Nodding the leader took another drink. "So, what is it you want with me? Earlier you said you were here for death. Are you hired by the villages to kill me?"

The response made the leader angry, for Keiro just laughed. "The villages would not like me to do anything for them if they knew I existed. I am like you, a man who hates the villages, a man who wants to rebel," He looked at the leader and, sensing rather than seeing, he smiled under the mask. "a man who could make you very rich."

The leader licked his lips. He was obviously the type of man who could be persuaded by money. After all, money talks to a lot of people in this world. He sipped some more sake and nodded his head, sitting in the chair next to his desk. A smile would protrude from his lips.

"So, what is it you want from me?" the man asked, "A map of a village? A weapon of some sort perhaps? I've got dirt almost everywhere."

"I need the Hakai to Konton," before the leader could answer, he added, "It's for special purposes. You see, there's a pair of twins, five years from now, that will need to be killed. They're from my own clan on my Uchiha side. I need the Hakai to Konton to kill them, and in return, I'll give you money along with one of my best fighters. His name is Hitokiri Otsutsuki." The look on the leader's face obviously meant that he was surprised to hear that name. The Otsutsuki clan was supposedly extinct. "So what do you say? Do we have a deal?"

The leader licked his lips. A fat load of cash and a fighter from the most powerful clan known to ninja history? That was a deal hands down. He nodded his head, but reached for the knife in the cupboard.

"How will I know you kept your part of the deal?" the leader asked as Keiro turned to leave. Keiro nodded his head and instantly the cloaked man with the teleportation was right beside the leader with the sword at his throat again.

"Just know this; it'd be in your best interest to keep to your end of the deal. I'll worry about my end," he responded. And with that, the seven of them had disappeared. The leader then realized that he was holding his breath. He cursed under his breath and went back to looking at his maps.