The Four Armies A/N: It has come to my attention that I have made a mistake. What I intended to post as the prologue of "The Four Armies" was in actuality the first chapter of N: TCH. So here is the real story, Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, Hinata would have RTN personality in Canon. This is a test run for a fiction I've been thinking of for months. Prologue
All he could see was forest, endless forest. Risking a glance back, he saw his pursuers were still hot on his heels. That small fear of being caught slowly grew until he began to get desperate, pushing as much chakra into his legs and leaving his pursuers in his dust.
Or he would have as a loud crack rang through the air before a searing pain ripped through his left thigh, sending him tumbling out of the tree line and skidding toward the edge of a massive chasm. Gasping for breath and shakily standing to his feet, Naruto turned to his attackers, glaring hatefully at the three masked Root Black ops that slowly walked toward him.
These three were just like the other Root Black ops he'd seen slinking through the shadows in the village, with some minor differences. These three wore a Jounin vest instead of their standard Black ops vests and they were carrying AK-12's.
The Root operatives stood before him now, aiming their weapons at his head. He began to slowly back up until his foot reached the edge.
'There's no way I can dodge that.' He thought to himself, instantly knowing that this would be the place he died.
'Not even half-way to the border, either. How pathetic.' He thought, not exactly expecting a reply though he still got one.
"KIT, IF WE'RE GOING DOWN, LETS GO DOWN SWINGING!" Yelled a deep gruff voice from the recesses of his mind. This was Kurama, the Nine-tailed Demon Fox sealed within Naruto at his birth.
'Right!' He shouted in response before quickly reaching into his pouch for a pair of Kunai. But before he could complete the throw, another crack rang out and Naruto's head snapped backwards violently, a haze of red permeated the air behind him. His arms fell limp at his side, his Kunai fallen to the ground before his body swayed to and fro. Yet more cracks rang out loudly, striking Naruto with enough force to launch him into the chasm.
One of the Root members shook his head and sighed.
"Lord Danzo will not be happy that we killed his weapon." He stated in a monotone voice, quite similar to all Root black ops soldiers. The Captain merely sneered behind his mask.
"Tch. That demon deserved far worse, we should've tortured him. Don't worry, I'll report that he was too much to handle. We'll wait till the nine-tails reforms next year, and then we seal it into some orphan kid." The captain said disdainfully. The other Root nodded at the logic but still questioned.
"And if there aren't any orphans?" The captain turned to them and they could almost feel his malicious grin.
"Then we just have to make some."
End Prologue.
Boy, That escalated quickly. Anyway, I just wanted to post this prologue before posting the next chapter of TCH, so review and tell me what you think of this fic, should I continue or no?
Thank you and C U next Time.