"Normal Talking"
"Demon/Summon Talking" "Normal Thinking" "Demon/Summon Thinking"I don't own Naruto or any anime/manga/whatever used in this fanfiction in case of a somewhat crossover. This is my first action/adventure story so take it a little easy, but have some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, which means NO flames.
Konoha, 13 years ago…
The Kyuubi roared on as the monumental battle raged with the shinobi of the leaf fighting the ninth and most powerful Bijuu in existence. Suddenly, a giant toad appeared with a man with blonde hair and a white coat with flames riding on top of it. The Kyuubi appeared confused for a moment, before snarling in defiance at the man in white. "Fool," said the Kyuubi, "I will not be imprisoned in a human sack of flesh for a third time!"
The man in white smirked before going through a set of hand signs. "Forbidden Art" he called, "Dead Demon Consuming Seal Jutsu!" There was a flash of light, a spectral figure appearing, a howl of pain and rebellious contempt, and then, silence.
A man in black battle gear appeared on the scene, sorrow filling his eyes. The man in white now lay sprawled out, his body cooling rapidly for he is now recently deceased. "Oh Minato" said the old shinobi, named Hiruzen Sarutobi, "why must you have sacrificed yourself, leaving your own newly born child alone in this world?" The cries of a baby could now be heard in the night, amongst the anguished shrieks and yells of the wounded and dying. Not far from the man in white, now identified as Minato, was a baby with small tufts of blonde hair and whisker marks on its cheeks with a seal on its navel, the ink steadily drying.
This young baby's name was Naruto, son of two of the most powerful ninja produced in Konoha's history, Minato Namikaze, the Yellow Flash of Konoha, and Kushina Uzumaki-Namikaze, Konoha's Red Hot-Blooded Habanero.
Hiruzen Sarutobi laid his grizzled eyes upon the wailing form of baby Naruto, who seemed to instinctually know that his parents have passed on to the afterlife. The old man strode towards the small child quickly with caution and care, making sure not to step on the numerous bodies littering the ground. "Oh Naruto," sighed the old man Sarutobi, "I wish that Minato didn't leave you alone in this world." Alas, this grief stricken day of tragedy marks the birth of a legend in the making, that legend's name, is Naruto…