Prologue

A/N: I'll keep it short, so I lied about the time it would take me to post the revised first chapter. All I can say is that it involved a bee and a cat… With that said here is the New Version of Resurrection of Uzumaki. So please leave a review and tell me what you thought of it.

People talking "Narutoooooo"

People thinking "Why is your head so big"

Demon/Summon talking "I'm free"

Demon/Summon thinking "Not again"

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.

Extended Summary

After Nagato lost Yahiko he swears to never let his family die again. Years later after many more losses, his heart grows cold to all "family" even Konan the woman he once considered a sister. Than after hearing from "Tobi" that the Kyūbi resides within a Uzumaki in Konoha, he figures that after the extraction that "blood is thicker than water." So the night that Tobi goes and extracts the Kyūbi from Kushina, Nagato follows. He watches from the background as the new Uzumaki is born into the family than as Minato and now "Madara Uchiha" fights finally as Minato seals the Kyūbi back, now into his son.

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In the woods right after the sealing.

Gold chains whip around shattering the barrier that keep the giant beast contained. A lone figure stands in front of the scored ground where a chain swiped. The figures faced is covered by a porcelain mask, it is shaped to mimic an owl; piercing white eyes are seen through the eye holes giving the faint sign of who lays behind the mask. A distorted male's voice mutters from behind the mask. "Lord Third, do you know what has just happened?" The ANBU, Owl, keen eyes sees no trace of the massive chakra constrict that was just terrorizing his home. A faint bulge is seen in the nerves around the ANBU's eyes, he can no longer see any chakra in his Kage or his wife. Yet he can tell a new source of chakra grows in the Yondaime's seed, he also notice black lines of fūinjutsu racing onto the baby's stomach. He knows that he may have just witnessed the creation of a jinchūriki but he dares not say it out loud, instead he looks to the man he addressed early –who leans on a staff showing his age.

Hiruzen shifts his weight on his old friend Emma, he briefly imagined that this night had gone differently. In his dreams he could see his successor playing with a newborn child, while he himself sat afar watching the father son duo smoking his pipe. A slip of footing brought him back down to earth. With a long and tired sigh he looked upon his fallen successor tirelessly. "I've just become the Hokage again." The words came out of his mouth like lead. "Owl, Panda, Crow gather up the bodies of your past Hokage, his wife and child. I've got to go speak to my people once again." The aged Professor looked into the sky as rain started to pour down. "And someone call Lemur." In a rare show of emotion he pauses. "He needs to search the cave for his mother."

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An hour later in front of the Hokage Tower.

Under the watchful eyes of a black abyss that is called night, a crowd gathers. Faces are seen covered in smog and grim, tears streaks stain faces of lesser men. There is a quietness that sweeps across them, yet instead of bring a calming peace, it forebodes a raging inferno that is in all their souls. With his watchful eyes Hiruzen can see this infernal and wishes to quickly quill it, therefore he brings his own fire to life. The top of the Hokage Tower ignites – some react with fear others with curiosity – a small contingent of shadows raise up on the building. With squinted eyes Hiruzen is seen standing of a podium, behind him a group is seen. Soon the villagers realize that the united front of people who seem to be dancing in flames are none other than that Village Council. The group is counted, and the number reaches into the twenties. To the village it seems that their Council have come to share their grief and anger.

Without a moment's notice a voice raises into the minds of all the people across the village. An unnoticed hands sign is in play from a man with scars racing down the right side of his face; his hair is long and golden blond he looks to be in his early sixties yet he emits an aura of power, it is none other than Inoza Yamanaka, the current leader of the Yamanaka Clan.

"Minato Namikaze is dead." Hiruzen's voice is heard by every citizen. "He perished while fighting for you, his people. While he is gone, so is the Kyūbi no Yōko! Be strong knowing it was your Hokage that fought and defeated it for you." Civilians are puzzled, they all see an image of the Yondaime burned into their eyelids for a brief second. "Rest, tonight's attack has buried a heavy weight on all our souls. Therefore we'll bury the dead another day, go home – to those of you that have homes – and rejoice that you are alive tonight. The pain of today will stay for entirety so relish in the fact that you are alive now! We will gather again next week for a mass burial of every brave soul that fire has dimed, until then you are dismissed." As soon as the withered Monkey gave his speech, the tattered mass of Konoha eyes dimmed. Many feel the pain that the night has produced; now the fire that was on the brink of a raging inferno has been reduced to a slow burning amber. Thanks to their previous Hokage they retained a miniscule amount of hope that the night would get better. While this goes on a cluster of shadows watches the village that just lost much.

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Inside of the Village Council Room.

Within a room deep inside the village, ANBU and ROOT shinobi guard surround the outside, inside of the room stood two tables; the lead and shortest table was carved from the first tree to be torn down for the building of the village. It was known as the Head table, it is where the Hokage would sit; it also held the seats of his appointed councilors. The table traveled across the front of the room. In a semicircle around the table is where the rest of the council would sit. The semicircle table was called the Crescent table, those who filled the seats were usually shinobi clan dignitaries and civilian chancellors.

"Hiruzen, great speech as always, now tell us what you refused to tell them." A voice rose from the Crescent table. The gruff sound came from an old man, he looked like he was knocking on deaths door. Not only was the majority of his face covered in wraps, a damage arm hung limp at his side.

"Danzō, I will not repeat myself again, show your Hokage respect, or I will teach it to you." A whisper rose from the chair next to the Hokage. A woman of equal age said the threat, it was laced with enough killing intent to show that she could back up her promise. Unlike the man, Danzō, she looked like the picture of health. She sat with a poise that non other in the room could equal, her eyes were closed.

"How dare you Koharu, like a civilian would…" started Danzō, he stood from his seat, his eyes shone an annoyed look.

"Would what, do I have to show you again why I sit here, there you go with that Shinobi Clan pride again" interrupted Koharu, she had a cold and calculated voice.

A new voice rose from the opposite side of the Hokage. Before new words were said the temperature in the room rose to a higher degree. "Danzō sit down! Koharu the last time you fought someone was over ten years ago, and the same goes for you Danzō. Here we are surviving a meeting with the Kyūbi no Yōko, and you two fighting like some school children." He looked just as aged as the other two. Yet somehow he looked more tired than the rest, maybe it was from dealing with this argument for most of his life, or he might have just lost someone he loved deeply. Once he held the title of Phoenix inside of the ANBU, now he was just a tired old man.

"Thank you again; Homura I don't know where those two would be if it wasn't for you." The aged Hokage said, he looked at his longtime friend with an honest smile. "And shame on you Danzō and Koharu this is neither the time nor the place, we have gone through far too much for you two to still fight like this. Koharu, it is alright that Danzō addressed me that way; I am not the Hokage now, we still must vote on it. I am just holding the chair until we are able to appoint one anew." The room broke out into a murmur of noise, never in the history of the village have they been leaderless; even if it was just for one night. Silently the elderly man cursed himself; it was a strange sight to see shinobi and civilian alike bickering like children.

It was the new Head of the Nara Clan – the predecessor stepped down a week beforehand, saying that he felt something troublesome brewing –stood up. "I will not sit for this type of behavior; we are the leaders of this village, it is time we act like it." A silence broke into mummer of noise that took ahold of the room, Shikaku Nara looked pleased. He knew that he had the least respect being one of the youngest men in the room. With the silent room Hiruzen could see why Minato nominated him to become the Head Commander of the Shinobi forces. "Now we shall cast a vote to see who we will choose." After collecting the ballots he looked pleased and just said, "Hiruzen."

Said man quince, just this once, he would rather for his friend and rival to win this; again, just this once. He gave one last dream of a peaceful death and quilled it with fortitude only he could produce. With that small action he transformed himself back into Kami no Shinobi, the man that was hail as The Professor not only for his knowledge on the field but also for his tactical skills. "Alright than if that is the Councils will, Ryôichi Umino, what the status of the Academy."

An obese man jumped, he was in his late forties. Standing up his back showed a crook, like every other politician he never actually fought in any battlefield. Tonight awoke his eyes to the dangerous era that they were in. "Lord Hokage, we lost two dozen students." He paused withholding a sob. "The building has been completely destroyed; we do not have the ability to salvage anything." At that he sat, his mind was lost in thought – he just received word that his nephew was orphaned tonight.

"Alright we will hold classes in the Hokage Tower until we can rebuild. Next!" Silently he praised the Kami that his sons were no longer in school.

"Lord Hokage," Mebuki Haruno, another politician, rose from her seat. "The Allied Mothers Force (AMF) is ready to be deployed at moment's notice." The AMF was a quick response group, made of volunteer Shinobi mothers. Although she was not a mother of any shinobi – her only child being just born; she gracefully volunteered to be their liaison to the council. The AMF skills ranged from stitching clothes to using jutsu.

"Excellent Mebuki, after this meeting locate anyone that you can to help at the hospital. We still don't have a head count of the total injured and dead." The man's eyes showed a glossy color, the charcoal blacks glowed a deep red. His fire was coming back to life with every word he spoke. After the command he gave the woman, he recorded every jurisdictions report with his aged ears. Afterwards his quick tongue would reply to them, giving orders that carried shouldered life and death. Hiruzen received reports from all of the civilian that were in charge of the different jurisdictions.

Just as the last report was finishing the room rumbled. Eyes traveled across the room, they looked towards the sound – only one thought was going through everyone's mind. Did it escape? Hiruzen rose from his seat, he looked like he was getting ready for another fight; suddenly a gust of chakra released in the middle of the room. With the visible force of chakra blasting into the room, civilians covered eyes and shinobi reached for weapons. The room was engulfed in smoke, a familiar sound rang across the room. "Ribbit." It was a deep sound coming from the vertebrate of a toad's throat, it sounded off again. "Ribbit." Wind whipped around the room, four figures appeared from the smoke; the faces of the each assailant was covered with a white mask. Each of the new figures held their hands in the rat seal, lines raced from their feet to a box of smoke that they surrounded.

Danzō walked up to one of the man with a blank mask. "Report." The blanked mask man nodded his head.

"Sir, we saw two ANBU Shinobi rushing towards the hall. I noticed Lion and knew him to be a sensor, therefore I and my fellow ROOT Shinobi followed them." Danzō nodded his head at his soldier's words.

"Well Hiruzen, I hope your ANBU had good reason for coming in a private meeting." His eyes were cold and calculated knowing that there would repercussions if two ANBU just rushed into the room.

"Lion report!" Hiruzen felt a headache coming, he was barely reinstated and Danzō was trying to get him impeached again.

"Sir." A man's voice rose from behind the porcelain Lion mask. "I felt an unknown source of chakra coming from a high speed signature." He looked towards the square box in the center of the room. "I motioned for Grizzly to follow me. When we saw the two ROOT shinobi we started fūinjutsu that was made to capture, they knew the seals and followed our lead."

The aged Hokage nodded his head, he looked towards the Nara Patriarch. "Very well, shall we see who kindly has come to visit?" Shikaku nodded his head, shadows across the room grew longer and reached towards the smoke clotted box.

Slowly the four masked shinobi walked backwards; lines of the fūinjutsu started to fade, and shadows increased. The second the lines broke a shadow raced into the smoke taking hold of whomever was trapped. To all their surprise a toad the size of a large dog with large pink lips stood in the middle. The toad blew a kiss towards the crowd and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

"Sensei, your shinobi are getting rusty."

All eyes turned around and looked at their backs. Jiraiya the Sage of Mount Myōboku was leaning against the door frame. "Now where is that baby." A smile slipped through the man's face.

The next second debris burst from the frame, a man sized hole was located where Jiraiya was standing; the only thing left was a long black pole sticking sideways through it. "Jiraiya, I had no idea that you would be here today." Said pole started to speak. "Hiruzen, how many times must I beat that boy?" A puff a smoke later and a man sized monkey stood at the frame.

"Thank you Emma, but was that really necessary. Those walls were supposed to be reinforced." The Kage placed a hand on the wall and earth filled the hole. Immediately after the hole filled a figure melted thought the earth. Jiraiya was back, holding his stomach.

The last person to hit him that hard was by Tsunade after he was caught peeping on her last time she was in town. "Damn, Emma what was that for. I just heard that the Kyūbi broke out. I used Sage mode to rush over here. Where the hell is Minato and Kushina." Eyes averted his gaze, something was off. "Wait don't tell me that something happened, I just left the village because Kushina said that little Naruto wasn't coming for at least another week." He started to shake, this scene was familiar to him. He had seen the same look of downcast eyes when his other two students died years ago. He looked at Danzō, he knew the man wouldn't dear lie to him, and he didn't he could see through his cold eyes that the night was full of death.

"Jiraiya, get ahold of yourself you are one of the strongest Shinobi alive, and the source of our spy network you are not allowed to falter." The Old War Hawk sat back down in his chair, with a simple look he took commanded of Jiraiya's attention; his eyes said it. 'We've all lost students here,' that's what they said but he wanted to refuse them. In a rare act of kindness Danzō spoke. "You should find a seat; this meeting may as well include you."

As Jiraiya was about to collapse Koharu looked at him with pity and flashed six quick hand signs. A chair made of earth rose around Jiraiya so he wouldn't hit the floor. "Hiruzen, I think you should continue. All of us have had a long day; we need to go home to be with are families now." She had a tired look upon her face; she even forgot to call him Hokage. In her younger days while she was a part of ANBU she was called Canary, it was because of her uncanny beauty and ability to calm even the brutish of man with the soft whisper of her voice. Still even in her old age the voice did not fall on death ears.

"Very well" The Hokage himself might have broken, if it was Jiraiya that died – after all he was his last faithful student. With a wave of his hand both ANBU and ROOT agents disappeared back into the shadows, even though ROOT was Danzō's people they would be foolish not to listen to the Hokage. "There is one more thing I wish to discuss tonight the rest will wait until tomorrow." Hiruzen lifted a small carriage from under his table. A mass of cold calculated eyes watched from the shadows of the room as the baby's eyes shined with new life. "This, is Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze, the child of Konoha's Yellow Flash and Red Hot-Blooded Habanero. How should we handle him?" Immediately Hiruzen already knew who he wanted to take care of the boy.

Jiraiya's head shot up, and a light twinkled in Hiruzen's eye. In a speed that was inhumanly possible the Toad Sage rushed across the room. "This is Naruto, he's so small." A mess of white hair covered the baby, Naruto started to giggle from the touch of his godfather's hair. Jiraiya held Naruto like a precious diamond, he raised him in the air to check if he was real or not. That's when he almost dropped him. "Sensei what is this." There was a reason that Jiraiya again held the title of Konoha's leading fūinjutsu expert. After all a normal person would never see the seal without the holder generating chakra first, but Jiraiya was not normal. With traces of nature chakra left in his blood he could feel the presence of a foreign chakra, he channeled chakra to the palm of his hand and pressed it upon Naruto's belly. Inwardly Hiruzen cursed his student for being too good.

What happened next shocked the room, as clear as the sun in the sky there was a seal seen on Naruto, it bared the mark of the Uzumaki Clan. Danzō rose from his seat first. "Hiruzen, what is the meaning of this. Why does the boy have a seal on him?" The damaged man was by no means any expert in the subtle art of fūinjutsu, yet he could tell something was wrong about a child barely a day old holding a seal on his stomach.

"Because, he is the jinchūriki of half of the Kyūbi," Hiruzen figured there was no reason to withhold the truth any more. "Minato, bless his soul, used the most dangerous seal known to man to defeat the Kyūbi." Danzō immediately thought of his secret ultimatum, the Reverse Four Symbols Sealing Technique. Jiraiya knowing better instantaneously started his summoning technique.

"Jiraiya," A sad voice said. "I was just about to have ma and pa summon you to Mount Myōboku" it was Gerotora the scroll toad.

"Answer me clearly Gerotora, did he use it." Jiraiya's voice was low barely above a whisper, but
every person in the room heard him loud and clear. "Tell me he didn't use Shiki Fūjin." Only two people in the room besides Jiraiya understood the graveness of the seal that was just said.

"Jiraiya-sama." It was the first time this meeting that anyone use any titles, unlike the previous people who spoke this man showed reverence. "What is the Shiki Fūjin?" It was the head of Government relations, Takashi Katō, also he was the current Patriarch of the Katō Clan. Takashi wasn't athletic by any standards, but he wasn't on the plus size of the scale either. In his youth he was an aspiring shinobi filled with dreams of bringing his clan glory, somehow along the way he was appointed to be the liaison between the Hokage and Fire Daimyō. The job made him complacent, the job came with certain privileges. Mostly it was a desk job that had him relaying important messages, he hadn't done any actually Shinobi work in years since he spends most of his time with the Daimyō of Fire his clan's Hiden made him perfect for the job.

"Hiruzen have you let your Shinobi standards become so low." Danzō was choosing to be very vocal at this meeting. "Takashi it is exactly what it sounds like. In exchange for use of the seal the Shinigami comes and takes your soul, even I would not wish that on my enemy."

Takashi spoke again, "What does it matter it would not be the first seal that takes a life."

"Silence! Takashi you speak what you do not understand." The Hokage was out of his seat – eyes betraying what they wanted to say – he looked at Jiraiya silently pleading him not to do something. "You do not die by the hands of his seal, the Uzumaki created this seal, it has the power to take the life of any and everything. Even a primordial being known as a bijū, so the effect of the seal is even great. For the rest of eternity you live within the stomach of the Shinigami, tormented by the death god forever is worse than death."

"If I am not correct you said that only half of the Kyūbi was sealed in the child, if he could use that seal why did he make his own son a jinchūriki?" An immense output of killing intent was released by Jiraiya, the room went quite again. The Sannin gave an air of threat was he walked by everyone in the room he stop in front of Takashi, until their noses touched.

"Damn you Takashi." His voice was the softest it has been since he rushed into the room. "I was asking Gerotora here a question." He turned around and face the toad. "So tell me Gerotora did he use it." Jiraiya was oddly quiet, his voice betrayed his real emotions; it was a wonder how Naruto started to snore.

"That he did Jiraiya." Small fissure creped around the floor where the man stood. "I could not stop him he was set on believing that Naruto was going to be the Child of the Prophecy." Gerotora didn't look that he felt any pressure that the man was leaking. "Right before he died he summoned me and told me that the he was only sealing half of the fox into Naruto the rest was to go to hell with him. He could not leave Konoha without a jinchūriki you know that. There needed to be a balance of power, even your student knew that."

"What know, I'm supposed to raise the kid from birth to fight and die like his father and mother." Now Jiraiya was wrecked with emotions that he would never show. He looked at his sensei. "Sorry Hokage-sama I cannot watch the kid I am too busy running your spy network." Jiraiya's whole posture changed in moments, he no longer held the stance of a warrior, but that of a defeated man.

"Jiraiya you're not thinking rationally right now." Said the now exposed Hokage, this was one of the things he had planned to bring up at a later date.

"Hokage-sama my head have never been clearer." Jiraiya swiped a loose hair that hung in front of his eyes, it flew onto the top of the man's head. Hiruzen saw the pain that racked his student's heart, and every time his student call him 'Hokage-sama' he felt the pain sting in his own heart. "How is it that you expect me to take care of the kid while I must always be on the move, if memory serves correct jinchūriki should stay in the village? Aren't I right Hokage-sama?" At that moment Jiraiya felt nothing, later he would feel regret, they all would.

"Alright Jiraiya, I understand just as the boys godfather I would have figured that you would want to take care of the boy." Those words were kunai straight to Jiraiya's heart and Hiruzen knew it, but right now he didn't care. He wanted the man to know the pain that he would feel every time Jiraiya called him by that name. "Then we need options for the boy, any ideals." The Hokage look daggers at the Namikaze Clan, even though Minato was not part of the main family, he brought them the fame that they need to produce over forty percent of Konoha weapons.

Sadly all of the fame they had did not mean they weren't ignorant." How do you expect my clan to watch the boy, when you just said that the demon is inside of him, what if the demon breaks free and attacks us in our sleep, what then?" The lanky man's eyes were already showing the ideal of fox hunts.

"Damn you Yoshi Namikaze, how dare you." Surprisingly the outburst came from the ever static Shibi Aburame. It might have been because he and Kushina were on the same Genin team. This started another argument between the members of the Council, the room became divided amongst themselves.

"Enough the boy is no demon, from this moment forward those who call him one shall meet the Shinigami themselves!" The Hokage said, his voice was filled with the power of the Kami no Shinobi. "We need to decide where the boy will live, not if, have you all have no shame."

"The child can stay with me." Said a new voice to the meeting. The room froze, the man had emerged into the room as if was part of the shadows the entire time. He was draped in a black robe adorn with red clouds, and a hood covering his face.

The atmosphere of the room changed, no longer where they bickering little children they were Shinobi of Konoha. "Who are you, Jiraiya information?" With the showing of this mysterious man the Professor knew that the day just went from bad to worst.

"I don't know Sensei, this is bad." Two puffs of clouds appeared on Jiraiya's shoulders. Ma and Pa started to gather nature chakra for the man, a battle was about to begin. Inwardly Hiruzen smiled at hearing his student call him sensei again. Outwardly he was worried if someone broke into a secret meeting and his spy master didn't know them it wasn't good.

"Jiraiya-taicho, I'm surprised that you forgot about your students." This time the new voice arose from a whirlpool of paper. It was a woman's form that appeared wearing the same outfit, she created an origami flower and threw it to Jiraiya. The atmosphere shifted, all the air evaporated from the room, only chakra was left.

"It's not possible, I mean, I thought you all dead – why are you here now. I've looked for you three in the past." Jiraiya looked are at the two of them, he was waiting for a third presence to come into the room.

"You left us for dead when you left that day, actually one of us did die since then." The first man's voice rose up, Jiraiya's face was racked with more emotions.

"Jiraiya what is the meaning of this who are these people, and what are they doing here." The Hokage was getting restless, he was ready for a fight that he knew was coming. Enma was already next to him in his staff form.

"Sensei do you remember the Second Shinobi War." Without even looking for the answer Jiraiya know that he would. "These are the reason I didn't come right back."

"You don't mean the…" Started the Hokage, he knew the stories.

"Yes it's the Ame Orphans." That was all that needed to be said.

There was no movement for a while not even Ashi Inuzuka's ninken Kiiromaru made a sound. Than Naruto made a silent yawn, that was the start of it. Kiiromaru transformed into a copy of Ashi, without sound they performed a Gatsūga crashing straight into the woman. She exploded into a million small pieces of paper that covered the entire room. All of the Shinobi scattered, the roof exploded. Outside is where chaos would occur, one side there were sixteen of the villages strongest Shinobi on one side and on the other stood eight robe figures. In the Hokage's arms was little baby Naruto still fast asleep. Kiiromaru had transformed into giant copy of herself and had all of the civilians sitting atop her back.

The Hiruzen stepped forward his Hokage cloak was billowing behind him, the gust of wind showed that he was wearing his battle suit underneath it. "I will tell you once leave or we will make you, its sixteen verses eight the numbers are not in your favor."

The man whom emerged from the shadows stepped forward. "Jiraiya-sensei I would have thought you would told your Hokage about my eyes." He pushed his hood down and two marvelous orbs of purple shined through. A patch of white hair stood out from the blood red color of the rest of his head. "Since you were so nice, let me give you a warring. Hand over the Kyūbi jinchūriki or you will suffer Pain."

"Jiraiya are those, what I think they are." The Hokage said as he looked at the legendary dōjutsu the Rinnegan. With a quick glance at Jiraiya he could tell that it was. "Alright than Saki, Hitoshi go!"

Two people contrasting each other stepped forward. The woman was dressed in a midnight blue battle dress the hung to her every curve, she wore high black heels and looked to be in her late forties. Wild spiky ashen grey hair drooped down to the bottom of her heels. The only weapon visible on her was a paper fan in her right hand, the top half was red and the bottom was white. She closed her onyx black eyes for a second and when they reopened they were red, with three tomoes in each eye. A man stepped behind her, he stood below her eye level but gave off a more immaculate aura. He was wearing a loose fitting white kimono held together by a simple black sash with a black waist length haori. His abyss black hair hung loose behind his head. While his hands were bare of any weapons they looked changed; the tips of each finger looked to be razor sharp and glistened silver. Every vain in his body bulged for a second and when back to normal.

They were the heads of Konoha's two noble dōjutsu clans. They welded the Sharingan that enable the user to see chakra flow and grants the user an incredible clarity of perception, and the Byakugan that gives the user a near 360º field of vision, telescopic sight, and the ability to see chakra.

"A battle of legendary eyes." The mysterious man's eyes held a hysterical look. "I love the ideal, too bad you're outnumbered." Six of the rest of the hooded figures removed there hoods and they all had Rinnegan.

"Nagato, how?" Jiraiya looked at all the new people and wondered how they all held the same eyes, but more specifically he looked at the man that looked like Yahiko that was silent and looked devoid of emotions.

Nagato smirked he raised his hand and the man that looked like Yahiko rushed forward, he was next to Saki and Hitoshi the next moment. He lifted both of his hands at the other two members of the legendary eyes gifted by the Sage of Six Paths. "Shinra Tensei" Both of dōjutsu welders were pushed back into the crowd Konoha shinobi. A line of blood trickled down Hitoshi's mouth.

The man whipped the blood smearing his white robes with his own blood. "Shall we Saki?" The woman nodded in return. His nerves bulged again and the ones around his eyes stayed. He looked towards the man that attacked him. "You are in my path of divination. Hakke Hyaku Nijūhachi Shō" He disappeared from his location in appeared behind him, his assault started. "Two Palms" Both points missed his mark. "Four Palms" One grazed a loose string of hair it fell to the ground. "Eight Palms" Two tore the fabric of the man's robe "Sixteen" Five drops of blood flew from his fingertips. "Thirty-two Palms" He counted three tenketsu closed and nine more drops of blood spattered onto his robes. "Sixty-four Palms" Before one finger made its marks he felt the same force from before sending him flying away.

Saki saw her opportunity, it happened when Hitoshi was hit with an expunging force of chakra from the man. "Katon: Akuma Asobiba" She waved her fan in the air, and pillars of fire rained down from the heavens with each passing wave. Each time a column hit the ground missing its mark it scored the ground with burnt and charred earth.

Yahiko dodged every column of fire with ease, it was as if the woman was not even trying. When another pillar of glowing hot flames came his way he attempted to jump to one of the scorched marks where the woman had missed him early. Only he found when he was about to land that the earth a beam of molten hot fire shot out into the sky, Nagato smirked. "Is this all the great Konoha is capable of. Konan its time."

Without another moment's notice a hundreds of chakra enforced paper encircled the shinobi from Konoha. The sheets of tag paper had hastily drawn fūinjutsu written all around the tag, with the words centering around the kanji for explode. The paper intertwined with each other, the bombs made a base of a large circle around the Konoha shinobi raising into the sky. The papers made a dome surrounding them in a giant bomb. Konan fluttered down from the sky as the dome was completing. "Nagato, Zetsu has almost completed..." The rest of her words were lost the opposing shinobi over the closing of the paper dome, unseen to them Nagato nodded at her words. "Kai." After those three short letters left her mouth the dome exploded in a brilliant explosion rocking the earth they were standing on.

After the debris cleared a giant toad was seen covering the entire area of the explosion. With a dying breath it opened its mouth letting the Council free from where they were protected from the blast radius. Jiraiya placed a hand on its massive foreleg. "I'm sorry old friend." After his parting words the toad disappeared from its place with a puff of smoke. "Konan, was that really necessary." The Gamin Sannin had tears falling down the side of his face.

A small sad smile went across the woman's face after hearing her old teacher emotion filled words. "Taicho, maybe now you will take us seriously." As she spoke paper flew around her arms forming kunai sharp spears.

"Jiraiya-baka, lets show them that Gamikun didn't die for no reason." Ma spoke from her place on the Sannin's right shoulder. The man nodded in return, his eyes showing a burning fire brimming at the surface to be released.

Jiraiya vanished from his spot next to the rest of the Konoha members and appeared behind Konan. With tears filled eyes he placed a Rasengan in the back of his former charge. Yet instead of the guts and gore expected to be spattered around his arm he found paper wrapping its way up it. As the papers started to burn at the ends of the papers a jet of water came flying from his left side. Pa had his little webbed fingers in the Dragon seal and water was coming from his mouth. Once Konan let her hold go she was replaced with a man that oddly looked like a shinobi that he fought from the Fūma clan years ago, as he opened his mouth to speak to the guy he slammed his hands into the ground.

To Jiraiya's surprises seven human sized toads with the Rinnegan appeared in front of him. One of them flipped its body around the man and thrust its palm into the man's back. As he flew forward he saw that the six other toads had blades waiting to impale him. Activating his Kejutsu his hair grew longer and grabbed ahold of the dry earth stopping him a foot short of becoming diced meat. Wiping the blood that spattered from his mouth from the thrust, he looked around. It seemed while he was busy fighting these toads the others were not sitting idly by.

In a move he missed Ino-Shika-Cho was now engaged in battle with the man that looked like Yahiko, and to their left was a Hiruzen and Enma in staff form fighting against some stocky man who seemed to have grown extra limbs and was able to fight with amazing dexterity, it also looked like every punch he threw was crushing as every Enma had dents in his staff – which is constructed out of adamantine. He almost missed it, but it looked like Danzō was fighting with him against the man, more like puppet he thought.

He looked next to the destroyed underground building and found a surprising fight. Two people he thought were relics, Homura and Koharu stood back to back fighting a man that looked surprisingly like a Yamanaka if it wasn't for the orange hair. What amazed him the most was the ferocity that they fought with, it was as if the two elders had the stamina of fresh genin.

As Jiraiya started to look around at the other fights he felt a sharp pain in his side, it felt like it was 2 cm off from puncturing his left lung. "Jiraiya-baka, get your head in the game. These toads are nothing to scoff at." Ma spat the words toads as venomously as she possible could, it was as if she never saw the new summons before in her life.

"Ba, ba Ma you should really learn how to relax some." Pa said after he spewed out a thick layer of oil from his mouth. Jiraiya courteously ignited the oil with some fire for the male toad elder. A wall of flames rose from the ground forming a barrier between them and there opponents. Ma raced through a set of seals and the flames condensed and reshaped into a shield that Jiraiya grabbed.

Just as he was about to go on the offense he had to use the shield to block a rhino that was running into the side of him. Looking up he saw the Fūma clan shinobi summon a small ape that transformed into a sword and rushed at him.

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While there those fights were going on Zetsu was sneaking throughout Konoha looking for the morgue. "I'm telling you the body is in ANBU headquarters." The humanoid creature started to talk to itself out loud, without its mouth moving.

"But Ni-san that place is sooooo scary, and those mask are creepy." The white halves mouth moved open and was wearing a bright smile. "And wouldn't you rather absorb all those shinobi kekkei genkai that Konoha have."

"We have are mission, and clans dispose of the bodies. The only dead you will see at the morgue is civilians, and all the ANBU should be busy with Nagato's fight. That man may be but a puppet to mother, but he is a strong puppet. They will be distracted as long as that fool keeps them busy." From the left side of the face that was devoid of anything but blackness a jagged smile creped onto its face.

A similarly ominous smile rose on the white's side face. "Fine we can go, as long as if we can eat anyone that gets in our way." With that the creature sunk from its place into the ground.

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Ashi Inuzuka was sweating, he was currently fighting the man that Jiraiya had identified as Nagato. The man used no jutsu but fought with weird black rods that disrupted chakra every time they cut him. To his surprise this Nagato fellow was surprisingly agile. Even with his and Kiiromaru's best collaboration moves they had yet land a signal solid hit. Next to him Takashi Katō was pinned to the ground, Katō did not impress him; he could imagine Tsume devouring him whole.

"Have you seen reason and found there is only Pain for you." Nagato had little perspiration leaking from his forehead, it was unlucky for his opponents they had to fight him – the main path. With half the team being a member of the Katō Clan – that uses soul related attacks – so his Black Needles were able to immobilize him right away. The pale-blue haired man – that held was seen fit to lead the Katō – corporal soul was shining in the moonlight it was held down by his Black Needle in each of the man's limbs. Katō was barely able to think with the receivers in his body, he lasted in the fight a whole of two minutes.

Ashi gave the intruder a feral glare, which looked out of place on his face. "You must have never meet an Inuzuka before, we live for pain." With that he performed a Gatenga.

"Sham, it looks like old dogs can't learn new tricks after all." To Nagato surprise both Gatenga took on a lighting charge. Nagato jumped out the way only to be followed by one of the Gatenga that struck him in back side causing him to hit the ground in a puddle of blood.

The spinning wheel of destruction stopped above the body that laid on the ground. "Kiiromaru looks like this guy was all talk." Ashi turned around to free Katō from his binding only to receive his very own rod in his heart. Before he knew it he saw the eyes of the man that just killed him stare at him in his face. "How." His voice was barely audible.

"Futon Bunshin, and Genjutsu: Shi" After the words left Nagato's mouth he dispersed into wind, showing that the real Nagato was sitting on top the downed Katō. "I had hope you would see you had no real chance of winning."

With that Ashi passed away thinking only of Tsume, Hana, and Kiba.

While the fighting was going on, a mysterious plant like man grew from the ground holding Kushina Uzumaki's body. "I've retrieved the body." The creature said without showing its face.

"Right then let's get going." Nagato said wiping the blood that belonged to the Inuzuka from his weapon. With his order all the enemy shinobi shunshin near him, Nagato looked towards the blank face of his old friend Yahiko and nodded his head. At the order the human puppet that was Yahiko raised his arms and a baby Naruto flew into them.

"NO!" Jiraiya yelled, he moved to go after his old charges.

"Jiraiya-taicho it was a pleasure to see you once again. I hope that this doesn't cause too much trouble for you." Nagato raised both hands. "Shinra Tensei."

Suddenly there was the biggest force that then they felt yet and they all flew backwards. When they got up the intruders were gone. Yet that didn't matter to Jiraiya, he started to channel more natural chakra into his system – his features where becoming less human by the second. He let loose a battle cry and took in the chakra signatures of everyone in the village. All his effort was for not, he could not sense them anywhere in the village. With his life in danger of overuse of Sage Mode he released the chakra and slumped to his knees. Slowly he rose again, and started to scream after them. The beaten ninja of Konoha staredat their fellow shinobi, they heard his cries in an unsteady sob. As his voice cleared the message he yell became clear. "Nagato Uzumaki you will know death." Everyone their knew that the enemy this Nagato couldn't hear him, but no one dared tell him; so he kept yelling out until Hiruzen put his hands on his shoulders.

"Jiraiya, there gone." The sentence was simple only three words, yet to the Toad Sannin it felt like a million. The Jiraiya felt that his heart was exposed, ripped out of his chest and crushed. "Everyone go home, we will convene tomorrow morning about this." The Hokage just walk way, the day just weighted too much. At seeing the Kyūbi he knew his wife was dead, than he promised his dying successor that his son would be seen as the village hero, and now he and his Council of elites had just lost the boy under a surprised attack by unknown intruders. He still had to go home and explain all this to his sons.

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Katon: Akuma Asobiba – Fire: Devil's Playground – A Rank Katon – Offensive – User calls down pillars of fire from the sky leaving scorched earth were pillar hits. The scored ground stays active with chakra that releases another pillar of fire if someone lands on it.

Futon Bunshin – Wind Clone – D Rank Bunshin – Supplementary – A clone made of wind that disperse when damage and can reform later if needed wiki/Wind_Clone_Technique

Genjutsu: Shin – Illusion Technique: Death – C Rank Genjutsu – Cast an illusion of your fake death.