Ages: Rookie 9 and Gaara: 23; Team Gai and Kankuro: 24; Temari: 25
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Prolouge
Deep down in the center of the Earth, deeper than any man or beast has gone before, was a firey place. This firey place was the place where all demons, good or bad, and all humans that had committed some form of tretchery against the Lord above, went. It was a place where no one wanted to go.
But, in the distance of this firey pit, there was said to be an exit. To find that exit, you had to be brave or stupid enough to venture there, for it is in the deepest reaches of said firey pit. That is where our story begins.
A large silouette was leaping from stone pillar to stone pillar, climbing higher and higher. Each stone pillar was no bigger around than a grown man's hands put side by side, but the spirit seemed to be doing just fine. It had a long bushy tail, and large paws. Glowing red eyes could be seen through the smoke of the firey pit, gleaming with determination. The one thing that seemed to make the spirit stand out, were the dragon like wings that were coming out of its back. They seemed to be helping the spirit climb, flapping rythmaticly.
Everytime the spirit landed on another stone pillar, it gave out a grunt, as though it was in some sort of pain. There was blood oozing from its large paws and its jaws were dripping with saliva and blood. Every spirit that came to the firey pit was given some sort of punishment, whether it was to be whipped mercilessly, or torn limb from limb by Hellbats. This spririt's punishment was to walk on sebon needles and have its tounge clawed by a Hellcat.
The one thought that was going through the spirit's head was, 'Have to get out, have to help them...' as it climbed. It had been climbing for years, and was slowly getting closer to the surface. When it broke through, it would get its own body back, and be able to live like it had.
It had been ten years since it had come to this place, and it was not going to spend another day in the firey pit. It saw a bright white light up ahead, and started to get its hopes back, speeding up as much as its tired legs would let it.
--------------In the surface world------------
A tall, young blonde man and a raven haired young woman about half a head shorter walked side by side through the forest. A seven year old raven haired boy ran circles around them, laughing merrily, and tugging on the blonde man's robe.
The blond man was Hokage of Konahakure, Rokudaime to be precice. The woman walking beside him was an ANBU and a talented medic, specializing in making medical creams.
Each had fox tails and ears the same color of their hair, the blonde man having ten, the woman six, and the boy two. It had originaly been only the man that had the tails and ears, but when he 'mated' in the demon species words with the woman, the kitsune blood that he possesed changed the woman's DNA, so now she was a half-demon like her husband.
The blonde man smiled down at his son, his bright blue eyes twinkling kindly, and the woman gazed ahead, her pale eyes filled with happyness. Their son had the same blue eyes as his father, but when he activated his bloodline, the changed to the same pale lavendar as his mother.
The raven haired boy ran on ahead, his father's eyes following him, to make sure he stays out of trouble. "Atsuko (kind child)! Don't go too far." he called out.
"I won't Papa!" the boy, now named as Atsuko, called back. He laughed and continued running.
"I'll never understand that boy." sighed the blonde man.
"Naruto-kun, maybe if you spent time with him, you would. You know, take him to your office now and then, take him out for ramen. He loves you, but you need to spend more time with him, he is your son, after all." the raven haired woman said gently to the blonde man, named as Naruto.
Naruto looked down at his wife, and smiled. "I know Hinata-chan, but my duties as Hokage get in the way sometimes. I know that I need to spend more time with him, and you, but sometimes I just get so busy that I don't have enough time to actualy see you more then at night, and at the dinner table." he said softly, his eyes sincere and loving.
Hinata smiled and hugged Naruto's arm tightly, sighing contently. She had a caring husband, who was also Hokage, and a beautiful son who would do anything for her. He life was perfect... almost.
Ten years ago, a very important member of their family had been lost forever. Shadow, a black kitsune, had taken his final stand against his evil cousin. He had taken both of them off the edge of a gorge and into the torent of water below.
He had gotten close to the hearts of both her, and Naruto, as well as the rest of Konoha. He would never be forgotten, in fact, Tsunade, the previous Hokage, had ordered that a golden statue be built in his honor. It was him with his unusual dragon wings spread out behind him, his legs splayed in a proud way, and his head held high (if you want to draw that, let me know in the reviews you post). It was truly a fitting posture for the black fox demon. He had been kind, but was also deadly proud, and would never back down or give up in a tough situation. But his pride was also a bad thing, he would never ask for help, or admit to a problem. He had also been a good leader, having been leader of the ancient and legendary Kitsune Clan for half of his life.
He had helped her and Naruto get together, and helped Naruto deal with being different, or a half demon. Shadow had also helped Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto's best friend and rival, get through tough times, like discovering that Itachi wasn't the one who murdered his family, but Orochmaru, and had helped him hone his new neko half-demon powers. Yes, Shadow would be in the hearts of the Konoha citizens, and even some that weren't citizens, forever.
All of a sudden, off in the distance, there was a rumble of thunder. Hinata looked up at the sky, no a single cloud. Then there was another rumble, this time a lot closer. Then a surge of heat, a blast of wind, a wave of rain, as though all the elements were being compressed together, and then...
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