'One year ago, they only took one year to defeat. No. To destroy us.'
I looked up towards the sky, and closed my eyes 'My friends, I guess that I will soon join you." As I opened my eyes again, I saw multiple dots rising from the skyline. 'What did they call those things again? Ooh yeah, airplanes.'
I turned around and looked at the camp. It wasn't much but it was all that was left.
A few tents, two or three medical huts, one storage cellar and around two hundred man.
It was a pathetic sight. Once a proud united nation, now reduced till we are nothing more than the leftovers of our kind.
'Why did this happen? How did we let this happen? And where did they come from?' Questions ran through my mind as I watch the nearing enemy.
I remember it like it was yesterday
An unknown ship was sailing through our waters never once trying to make contact with the coast.
We tried to make contact, but every time we came near it the ship was already gone.
It floated there for three full months before it began to move towards the coast. But it wasn't just one little ship, no, it was a whole float. Battleships with the size of a three training grounds completely made out of metal.
Their landing wasn't exactly peaceful. Their storage opened as metal armored vehicles drove out of it.
The hidden villages weren't ready. Nobody was ready for the slaughter of our race.
The people controlling those machines were chakra less and spoke a completely different language. They killed my friends, my comrades, my village the whole nation with their weapons.
Weapons that could fire out small metal projectiles faster than the Sharingan could follow.
Armored vehicles that are invincible for most attacks, while shooting out their own ammo.
Flying machines that can travel faster than the ear can hear.
Boats that can carrier all those things and destroy a whole city with their own machines.
Underwater boats that can let people disappear from the surface to be never seen again.
And worst of all those giant bombs of them. Our fleet sinking by an invincible force, cities made to ground level and hidden villages whipped from the map.
It was a slaughter and only a handful of survivors were able to flee. By being on the run or joining the few rebellion camps.
But the future wasn't pretty for us. There's now only one camp left, I'm the head of that camp. Everyone from my generation gone, my love gone.
It might have been my dream to protect my people, but this. This. Is. Madness.
My thoughts ended as one of my head commanders called for me.
"Boss, 'The Great Empire' arrived in our territory."
"I guess it's time to give them our all, isn't it."
"Yes boss."
With that he left, and I was alone with my thoughts again.
'We might just run into our own ends right now. O well. Guess we will give them something to remember us by. Our last stand."
Who do you think the mystery person is? Let me know, I'm curious.
This might be an one shot but please let me know if I should continue this.
If so be prepared lots of people and loved ones dying. It would probably be a bunch of one shots of shinobi getting killed by 'The Great Empire'.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything otherwise everyone of the Narutoverse would have been killed or critically injured one way or another. And yes, I put it on the end because I forgot, alright.