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"In war, victory. In peace, vigilance. In death, sacrifice." – the Grey Warden's Motto.
As night fell upon a sleepy town on the outskirts of the Land of Stone, the citizens were woken by screaming from the town barricade. Some reached for their weapons and ran to join their town guard in defeating whatever attacked them.
When they reached the gates they saw a disgusting sight. Twisted, mutated humanoids were hacking at the remaining guards. As the last guard fell, the creatures turned their eyes onto the town, and the citizens ran knowing that by dawn nothing would remain.
XxXxX
The day dawned with a blood red sky. Two men who had camped a few miles south of the town noted the color. Both were wearing a thin light grey coat that reached their ankles, light grey pants, and dark grey boots. Their coats were adorned with the symbol of a griffon. The older man had a staff made of gnarled ironbark wood, the younger wielding twin longswords.
The younger one who had spikey, sun-kissed blonde hair and piercing azure eyes that showed mischief and sorrow in equal amounts, spoke up, "The sun raises red. Blood has been spilt this night."
The older man whose hair was yet not grey but getting there and whose eyes gleamed with the type of knowledge gained by paying a heavy price, responded, "True enough, I suppose. Perhaps we are near to whatever caused this. Let's gather camp and head out."
XxXxX
As the sun reached the midday high, the pair of grey-clad men walked into the place of the night attack. The young man the young man bowed his head and began praying. The old man let him pray, and went around collecting bodies and started burying them. As the young man finished praying, he went to help the old one finish burying the bodies.
After they had finished, the young man spoke up, "This is the fourth attack of this magnitude, poor bastards never stood a chance."
"I sense that is not what is troubling you, my apprentice." The old man said.
"No. What's bothering me is the fact all the attacks are moving down from the mountains toward-"
"Toward your old home, my friend?" the old man interrupted.
"Yes, sensei. I still miss it terribly." The young man replied.
"Well, I suppose they need to be forewarned about what's happening, and I'd just get lost on my way there, hm?"
"Master…Are you saying what I think your saying?" The young man could have sworn he heard a chuckle.
"And who better to warn them as the one who they threw out, eh?" Yeah, that defiantly was a chuckle in the old man's voice.
"Sensei, I- I couldn't…" the young man's voice broke.
"Leave me alone? Fool, I can handle myself. And besides, you need to return home. As far as I know, you never intended to make your exile permanent, nor did your- what's the word, Hokage. So head home. I'll head to the remnants of the Anderfels and beyond and see if I can't get a couple of Wardens to find your home."
"Sensei, I- I can't thank you enough."
"Don't thank me you fool! Just be happy, and make sure you don't lose your home."
XxXxX
Three weeks later
The trees of the Land of Fire created a peaceful monotone for which the young man was very grateful. The weeks had gone by without incident, but instead of calming him it only made him more nervous.
As he neared a clearing, the young man felt a tingle in the back of his mind. He quickly settled into a position where he could reach his twin swords easily. As he slowly crept toward the clearing, the sounds of fighting became clear…along with the grunts and snarls of the creatures he hunted.
His back to a tree, the young man peered around its trunk. He saw four people fighting the twisted humanoids. The first person was older than all the others, with long, lustrous black hair, eyes like rubies, and a curvaceous figure. She wore a red shirt with a single long sleeve, with bandages creating something similar to a dress. His eyes widened in recognition, Kurenai Yuhi.
The second one was a stoic boy who apparently was hiding behind a wall of chakra-devouring insects. His dark grey jacket had its hood up. His light black shirt and pants created something of a monotone about him. His shirt's collar was high enough to block-out his mouth and nose. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. Shino Aburame.
The third one was wearing a black shirt and black pants. His shirt was open revealing a mesh shirt underneath. His hair was semi-spikey and brown in color. Two fang tattoos adorned his cheeks. Beside him, a giant white dog was fighting. Kiba Inuzuka.
The fourth and last person was a girl wearing a white and lavender coat. Her skin-tight black pants were standard issue in the Leaf. Even the bulkiness of her coat did little to hide her figure. Her hair was long and lustrous, but unlike Kurenai's curly locks, hers fell straight down her back. Her eyes were lavender-grey in color, and currently had the outline of pupils in the middle. The veins around her eyes were bulging. Hinata Hyuga.
The young man watched, amazed that they were able to survive fighting those twisted humanoids, for they are hard to kill unless you were like the young man. However, he noticed how the four ninja's movement's seemed to be getting slower. The Hyuga apparently was so tiered that she failed to notice the humanoid with a rather large axe creeping up behind her.
The young man rushed out from the cover of the trees, drew his longswords, and shouted, "Hinata! Duck!"
Years of combat training registered on the Hyuga's mind, and she followed the order. As she ducked, the axe flew over the top of her head, barely missing. As the creature tried to change its axe's trajectory, twin longswords pierced into its neck. Swing the blades wide, the young man sliced the creature's head clean off its shoulders.
Almost as if the other creature's sensed their companion's death, they all turned toward the young man. With practiced ease, the young man made quick work of the remaining creatures. With a heavy sigh, he turned to the group and said, "Yo. Been a very long time hasn't it, my old friends."
XxXxX
Hinata couldn't believe her eyes, and judging from the looks on her teammates faces they couldn't either. Standing in front of them was the one man she never thought, but had hoped, she would see again. After all, he had been banished three years ago. With that trademark smile that always made her weak at the knees, Naruto Uzumaki had returned.
Bwahahaha! Finally! I've been waiting to write this ever since I played Dragon Age. And just FYI: those creatures were darkspawn for those of you who couldn't figure that out. Please R&R, and please check-out the other stories I've written and review them to! Until next time this is LastStand, signing off.