Hey everyone, my name's Megan and this is my first Fanfic! So please enjoy.
Disclaimer: i do not own Naruto
Prologue
The sun slowly sank below the horizon, as the moon woke from it's slumber, lighting the valley below in it's mystic glow.
On one side of the valley stood an ancient ninja clan, known solely as the Lukari Clan. Their leader stood in front, his messy brown hair swayed in the breeze.
A large grey wolf sat by his side, silver eyes scanning over the valleys end, where the mountains began, and where their enemies would come. Wolves in the Lukari Clan were major symbols of power, for those who had one in their family it would promise protection and companionship.
Legend has it that long ago, a Wolf demonness appeared before the clans ancestors, it's body ripped and torn, on the verge of death. They took pity on the creature, taking the wolf into their homes, protecting and healing it. The wolf healed perfectly, and decided to give her saviors a gift.
The Wolf gave them the ability to rule and control the wolves of the world, and that when help was needed they just needed to call. Oh but this wasn't the only thing the demon gave them...
'The Lukari's shall hold great unimaginable power,' The demon spoke, her silver eyes glowing.
'With the wolves by your side you could rule the country sides...' The demon paused, thinking over her decision, 'But I shall also grant you a special Bloodline'
'A Kekkei Genkai of great power... even more powerful than the Byakugan and Sharingan comebind'
The demon vanished, leaving her gift behind, but she never returned again.
The Grey wolf beside the man growled furiously, it's silver eyes narrowed into slits, glaring off into the distance. Enemy forces began to appear iinfront of the great clan army, each male with weapon in hand, prepared for battle. The Lukari leaders eyes changed to a bloody silver, as he activated his Kekkei Genkai. He turned to his men, and began his speech.
"Comrades!" he yelled, "Prepare for battle, for tonight we destroy those Yuhara basturds!" His men roared in excitment, raising their weapons high. Only the men fought, their women and children waited for them back at their camps, never expecting the doom that fate had planned for them.
Approaching on the other side of the valley, the Lukari Clan's mortal enemy, the Yuhara Clan.
The Yuhara's were an odd clan as some put it; known for their extreme intellect and Chakra abilities, they were jutsu masters was what many said. They held a mysterious Kekkei Genkai, no one knows it's name or ability, only that it could destroy an entire village 10 times over.
"My Friends," their red headed leader called, "tonight we shall defeat those damned Lukari's!" Cheering roared out behind him as he continued, "And tomorrow we shall celebrate!"
Thunder boomed above as the sky darkened, Rain drizzled onto the valley, as if knowing a terrible fate is to happen on this very day.
"My lord! My lord!" A nobleman cried.
"What is it? Have the Lukari's attacked?" The red head questioned, the nobleman shook his head.
"Your Daughter Koiumi is missing! We can not find her at the camp!" The red head growled, his eyes changing to liquid gold. Swiftly he turned towards their awaiting enemies, golden eyes narrowing into hateful slits as he glared at the Lukari leader, their eyes meeting even at this great distance.
"Where the hell is my son?!" The Lukari leader yelled, hate filling his voice. "Where is Ridu?" "We can not find him anywhere, not even at the camp my lord." A brave man called out, shivering at his lords feral gaze. Lightning streaked the sky as the to Lords let out an angered battle cry, both forces charged. The two forces clashed, weapons clang, and blood began to cover the valley. The sound of screams filled the air as both camps were ambushed by the enemy. Fire spread around the battle field, as the two lords chased after each other off into the wood, their blades clashing, not even noticing the little hut hidden in the foliage. Both Lords froze, hearing the sound of a newborn crying within the hut, as a male with messy blonde hair peeked out from the doorway. The Lukari Lord growled at the blonde male, "My son, what are you doing out here?" The Blonde stared at his father quietly. The Yuhara Lord roared in fury, as his daughter crept out of the doorway with the blonde. "Koiumi, what the hell are you doing with the enemy!" The Yuhara lord growled out, pointing his blade at the Blonde male known as Ridu. Koiumi quickly stood in front of Ridu, her arms spread into a protective stance. "He is my husband Father, and a father as well!" Koiumi cried, Ridu wrapped his arms around his beloved, glaring at the two lords who threatened their love. Both Lords spoke in unison, "Then you are no child of mine!" Father and child fought as the rain poured harshly to the ground, and the battle waged onwards. As it raged on, both clans began to slowly vanish, as no survives were left. The Valley was littered in bodys and weapons, shattered and damaged from their jutsu's, blood covering nearly everything. Ridu and Koiumi were both killed along with their fathers, by that little hut. Three ANBU forces had shown up and searched the area for any survivors, but found none. An ANBU couple wondered upon the little hut, the female searched the inside and gasped at her findings. There lying on the floor next to a makeshift bed lay the bodys of Ridu and Koiumi. Koiumi's hands wrapped around a moving silken bundle, whimpers sounded from the little heap. The female removed the silken covers, revealing a newborn child, a girl with golden blond hair on the top of her head, and big cerulean eyes that stared cutley at the female and her husband. "Can we keep her,? the female asked, staring lovingly at the little girl. The male nodded his head, as he continued to look around. His eyes drifted towards a bloody note next to Ridu's body. He quickly picked it up and skimmed through it, he smiled behind his ANBU mask. "At least we know she has a name," He sadly chuckled. With in the note was a small message, saying that the child should be named Sakita Yuhara, taking the Yuhara Clan name. The couple were allowed to keep the child and raised her like their own, by the time she turned 3 the couple had gotten their own child, the baby was a boy with frosty white hair and blue eyes. They decided to name him Kanro (Cold dew), but it was only 3 days later when Sakita had lost her adopted parents, they had died on a misson. What remained of their bodies were brought back to the village, Sakita cried her heart out, blaming this on herself for not being able to come with them. Sakita was forced to take on the responsibility of taking care of not only herself but her otouto Kanro, she swore from that day forth a single solemn oath... "I promise to become stronger! To protect those who are precious to me, even if it puts my life on the line!!" Well, that's what she meant... you have to remember she was only three, but she had perfect speech. Sakita began the academy a week later, much to the surprise of the villagers. As years went by Sakita grew stronger, smarter and more skilled, so skilled that now, at the age of 8, she would be able to graduate from the academy. Kanro learned from his Nee-san, and now was finally 5 and could begin his dream of becoming a leaf ninja. Well that's where we leave off, and begin the new chapter, this is the Story of Sakita Yuhara. Who knows, this story might have a happy ending...
OK, I know it was short but it looked longer when i wrote it on paper... hehe, oh well I'll just make the chapters MUCH longer. ^_~
OK guys and girls please review and tell me if i SHOULD actually make this story.