A/N: The idea of this story has been blocking any other form of writing or thoughts I've had for a while, and so I've finally decided to implement it. I don't think I've ever seen someone use this idea in the past, ever. As such I'm excited to see where this will go.
*Note* A line represents a scene break
I do not own Naruto, the series, the manga, the anime, whatever you wish to call it, but I do own my own ideas!
The Battle of Ypres, April 22, 1915
The Canadian military, a bleak occupation to be in during the great war as people have taken to call it. Fight for the country and die for the country, what did us Canadians do to get into this mess, fighting against the axis forces.
Anyways I was deployed as part of the two brigades to the front lines, a third brigade was deployed as a reserve near the nearby Ypres, the French had also set up their lines to our left. This leads me to where I am now, at the front lines, bored nothing to do other then well, staring up at the sky or attempting to talk to some of my squad mates. Yea…. not a hard decision, not at all.
"Jackal!" I think that's his name anyways.
As he opened his mouth to speak, chaos seemed to erupt, the sense of boredom went away in an instant. Shouts erupted from the left of our position, I looked over, the sight of such a scene will never leave me, at least not any time soon. A green-yellow gas cloud, that was kilometres long began to descend on the French lines. Many of the French soldiers ran, many were unlucky enough to be caught right in the middle of it. When the gas rolled over, reports and commands started to come in, bottom line the higher-ups were working hard to patch up the hole caused by the loss of the French troops.
Not long after the gassing as many began to call it, I look around, I spotted a massive force of Germans advancing towards our position. From the sound of the yelling I wasn't the only one who did. It had begun, gunshots and explosions could be heard.
It could be clearly seen how outnumbered we were at the moment, and yet if we fell, the strategic position would be conquered and so we could not fall. I picked up my rifle, putting my training to use, I started firing, as did others, lead flying everywhere. As I crouched to reload my ammunition, a bullet hit someone directly to my right, he went down in a spray of blood. Blood covered my right side, I hope I'll be able to make it out of this, I continued to fire.
The battle raged on for what seemed like forever, in a similar fashion, pop up and take pot-shots at the invading forces. An explosive had found its way into our lines, I could see it in slow motion as it landed directly in front of me, it went off. The explosion sent me back as the metal fragments impale my body. Many of them hitting me directly in the chest. I laid there staring up at the sky, as my eyes began to close, I could see them, the ravens up in the sky, oh so free, waiting to feast on the dead. Then I knew no more….
It was a strange sensation to be sure, one moment to feel the cold feel of an endless sleep and the next to be bathed in warmth in a dark place with walls caging you in. Your limbs hardly cooperating with what you wish them to do, the easiest to move seemed to be my head, and so I did what I instinctively thought was right, I slammed my head onto the walls. Eventually they gave way cracking, poking my head out, I looked around, noting I was on a hillside, and in front of me sat two midnight black…ravens?
I looked down, instead of seeing a human body, I saw that of a baby raven, I'm not ashamed to say I scream in terror, or well….cawed now that I think about it. Yep…life is about to get a whole lot more complicated.
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(Omake)
A green-yellow gas cloud, that was kilometres long began to descend on the French lines. Literally gas, not the weaponised kind, the human kind but this may be even more deadly. I feel sorry for those poor sods caught up in it. Perhaps they might die of sensory overload…..gas truly is deadly.