AN: Hello and welcome to Part Two of my Sealmaster series. I decided to go with Clash of the Byju as it had a higher response rate than Fall of the Kage. If you have no clue what I'm talking about, I suggest you read Origin of the sealmasters, first. Also sorry I took so long. I had to go do some army training in Virginia. I am back now and posting this, the first chapter of... The Legacy of the Sealmasters. Read, Review, but mostly! ENJOY!
Chapter I
Rebirth
A few months after the attack of the nine tailed beast on the ninja village Konoha, an unusual event was occurring elsewhere. A woman was finally giving birth to twins. Her husband had though to have been sterile for years, when out of the blue she became pregnant. Both of them were overjoyed.
Now the time had finally come for her to give birth to those twins. The doctor was still confused. The woman had been six months pregnant before they found out she had twins on the way. Now that she was giving birth both babies seemed healthy from a medical standpoint. But then they were still inside the woman, she would be giving birth any minute now.
The first one was a boy who came out covered in all sorts of black stuff. This was a cause for concern, as normally they came out covered in fluids from the womb. They tried to wipe the black stuff off, only to find out it wouldn't come off. He seemed to have an odd skin pigment, however he seemed healthy so they decided to look farther into it later. The then proceeded to smack his backside to get him to cry, which is usually a sign of a healthy baby. However he not only didn't cry, but he actually opened his eyes. And looked towards the doctor holding him. The doctor nearly dropped him when he saw the eyes. Unlike normal baby eyes which are a light blue, for awhile till they start to gain color. His were green, with a slit for a pupil.
The doctor stammered something unintelligible and the head doctor came over to see what the problem was. The first doctor watched as the eyes changed to look like normal eyes, by the time the head doctor came over there were simply green. He was slightly startled by the color but figured it must be some genetic trait inherited from his family. Going over to help the woman birth the other one it came out as a girl. Unlike the boy she had no strange markings and normal baby eyes.
The doctors handed both the babies to the mother who was overjoyed, as she had been once told that this event would be impossible for them. Now she not only had a child, but twins. One doctor noticed yet another strange thing about the baby with the odd markings. Unlike the girl he didn't look at anyone or anything, he felt with his hands. His twin sister he felt her face for several seconds before hugging her tightly.
The doctor was a bit concerned by this and took his flashlight and shined it in the eyes to see how much the boys eyes dilated. After a minute or two he took the father aside and talked to him. "I'm sorry sir, but the boy... is blind."
The father just stared at the doctor for awhile before saying "Are you serious? My son can't be blind! I have waited so many years to have a son to take the family business one day when I retire! A blind boy won't be able to do anything!" Furious he stalked over to where the twins lay in his wife's arms, and stared down at this failure. He had finally overcome the obstacle of being sterile, and now his son was blind! What had he done to deserve this? Truly the gods hated him.
He was just getting ready to leave when his wife said "So what should we name them? I was thinking something to represent our happiness?"
He stopped and said "I'll let you name the girl. I shall name the boy however. Agreed?" She nodded her head knowing how much having a boy meant to him. He then stopped and said the name for the boy then walked out the door. The girl was named Mikoto. The boy was named Kamibatsu. Which translates into Gods punishment.
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A little blond boy, around the age of five wandered around this hostile village, which had given him life, and seemed so determined to make that life completely miserable. Even though he was only five he understood what it meant to be hated. For he was hated... by nearly everyone in the village. He didn't know why, but he didn't have tom to know it was true. In front of their children adults scorned him and deliberately humiliated him. That was when they were nice. When their children were not around was when they truly got mean. Shaking his head he cleared his mind of "Those" thoughts. There was only one man in the village of Konoha that treated him like a human being, the leader of the village himself no less. But he couldn't be there all the time.
Even at the age of five he had his own apartment, as well as an allowance for food. Someone came in once a week to clean it, and do his laundry. He made sure he was never there at the time as the lady usually deliberately did a worse job when he was around. This was all paid for by the Hokage as well. He didn't really understand why he was so nice, just like he didn't understand why everyone else was so mean. But for the same reasons he didn't need to understand. It was enough that he cared. This little boys name was Naruto, although people never called him that. The Hokage was the only one who did. Sometimes he even felt he would forget his name, at times like this he would sneak into the Hokage's office and play a prank on him, just to hear him say his name.
Sometimes he would go to one of the outlying playgrounds to play by himself, but he made sure no other kids were there. Because of their parents influence they all treated him as inferior as well. But that was ok, what was worst was when they ignored him completely. Like he didn't exist. At times like these he would act out trying to get attention any way he could. Because when they reacted it proved he DID exist... it proved he was alive. For this five year old that was enough. At times he cried because it felt like it was just to much. But every time he would think to himself. "Crying never ends by itself. You have to end it yourself." He had learned never to cry in front of anyone, as they always made fun of him. That was one of the few ways he had decided he would never use to get attention.
This time he scouted out the different playgrounds, trying to find one that was empty. In between one playground and another he heard loud voices. This usually meant someone was going to throw something at him again, and yell, as if he had done something wrong. He had come to the conclusion that he caused things to go wrong by just being around, although he was unsure what those things were. This time he discovered he was not the target of the loud voices. Sneaking closer he saw it was a woman yelling at the top of her lungs at some man. She was saying something about cheating, and that he didn't really love her. Naruto didn't really understand this "cheating" as he didn't see a test sheet nearby. He decided it was another of the things he would understand later.
The woman continued to yell and the man kept trying to interrupt her, to no avail. Finally he wrapped her in a close hug and pressed his lips to hers, at first she struggled, but then she leaned against him and returned with her own arms wrapping around him. Naruto was awestruck. He realized he had learned something very important. Apparently even if a woman was really angry with you, you could make her be quiet by pressing your lips against hers. He briefly considered doing that to the old woman who cleaned his apartment, but for some reason it made him feel sick to his stomach. He decided it probably shouldn't be used on someone you didn't like. He decided to think on it further later. He had to find a playground before it got dark, the people of this village got really scary after dark.
Finally he found one that wasn't occupied. He began to pretend that he had a friend playing with him, as "they" ran around the swings merrily. This friend never yelled at him, and always thought his ideas were good ones. He didn't talk much but that was ok, it was nice to have someone who just listened to him. "They" went over to the sandbox and began to draw funny animals. Shortly after they began he heard voices coming. Running he hid inside a hallowed log that was used for crawling through, like a tunnel. Some men made a hasty inspection of the area before deciding that no one else was there. They called an all clear and said it was safe. He heard them walk off a distance and go sit on some of the benches that were on the other side of the playground.
Deciding they wouldn't be able to see him if he escaped into the woods nearby he scurried out of the log and ran full force... into a little girl. They both fell to the ground. He got up rubbing his head, luckily it hadn't hurt that bad, although it was be a little sore for about ten minutes or so. It was then he got a good look at the girl. She was about his age and had violet colored hair, and lavender eyes... which at the moment were filling up with tears. Suddenly he realized she was going to cry. If she did that those men would hear and come over here, and they would probably be really mad. He really didn't want that, bruises from adults usually lasted for several days when they got mad at him. So he did the first thing that came to his mind. He pressed his lips against hers.
Her eyes widened until he could swear they took up half her face. But at least she didn't look like she was going to cry anymore. For some reason her face was really red, he supposed that was normal for someone who had been going to cry. "Please don't tell anyone. If you don't I'll do anything you want I promise." He said in a hurry. For some reason it felt like his face was on fire. It was really red too although he couldn't see. She just nodded her head, deciding this was his chance he scurried away as fast as he could. He didn't stop running until he was safely home, by which time it was nearly dark. It was then he thought back about the little girl. He had forgotten to get her name. And now that he thought about it she was really cute too. Then he considered some of the other things about her he hadn't paid to much attention to at the moment. Her clothes had seemed really fancy, not like his which were third rate, and thats if you have a low standard to begin with.
He kind of wanted to see her again. Unlike the other children he had met she hadn't turned up her nose the instant she laid eyes on him. Granted she had probably been busy about to cry but still, she seemed different. She just didn't seem the type to be mean for no reason. From then on he decided that would be the park he went to. If other people were there he would just watched from the woods. Maybe he would get to see her again, and maybe if he was really lucky he would get a real friend. A real someone who wouldn't call him names, or throw rocks at him, while their parents watched smiling. For the first time in his life he felt something... something warm inside his chest. He didn't know what it was, but he wanted desperately to keep it. He didn't know it... but this feeling was called hope.
The next day Naruto was walking around town during midday, at which time most people are busy at work or something similar. Which meant he could wander freely without many cold glares. He noticed a new shop that had been set up. He couldn't read yet so he decided to see if he could tell what they sold by getting closer. It turned out to be someone from out of town, and what he was selling was called ramen. He had never had it before but he noticed the prices were a lot cheaper than most places. He brought out his wallet and asked for a bowl. The man was overjoyed. He had just opened today and this was his first customer. He would do his best to make sure this kid spread the word about how good his shop was. A few minutes later he set a steaming bowl of ramen in front of the little blond boy named Naruto.
At first he sat there just looking at it. A little drool was starting to run down the side of his mouth before the owner raised his voice and said "You gonna eat that or let it get cold?" Naruto did a double take and realized this was actually for him. Most of the places he ate gave him the worst service possible, and as a result the food wasn't very good either. But this food looked like the most delicious meal he had ever seen. The owner turned his back to get a rag to polis his counter top while he waited for Naruto to finish his meal. But the instant he turned around he saw an empty bowl and a person who's eyes literally glowed. "More please!" the first feeling the owner felt was shock. The bowl was bigger than the kids head, how had he finished it in less than a minute? Hurrying back he brought another bowl and set it before him. This time he watched as the kid literally inhaled it. At first he was pleased. After the sixth bowl he was beginning to get annoyed. Granted he was happy his ramen tasted good, but this kid was making it look like they weren't very filling.
Grabbing a bowl of his own he ate it just to make sure something wasn't wrong with it. One bowl was enough. Watching the kid devour one bowl after another he wondered where he put it all. He also became concerned that he wasn't getting enough to eat normally. He began to ask questions as the kid continued to eat. He gleaned that he lived alone at only five years old. That the closest thing to a guardian he had was the Hokage himself, it also seemed that everything cost a lot more than he thought it did. After the kid eventually left he closed up shop and walked around the town checking prices... they were drastically lower than the kid had told him. He wasn't sure if he had simply been exaggerating or if they were purposely overcharging the little boy. On his off time he began some investigations into the matter, he found out quickly no one liked the boy, and that they were less than inclined to talk about him in any way but calling him vile and foul, but never quite mentioning why. Eventually he gave up. He didn't know why people treated this kid worse than dirt, but he would be damned if he did. From then on he saw Naruto nearly every day, as that became pretty much the only place he ate.
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A red haired boy wandered the streets of the desert village that was called Suna. Recently his world had been turned upside down when the only person who had ever been nice to him attempted to kill him. Having no real destination in mind he continued to wander. Years ago Suna had captured one of the tailed beasts hoping to turn it into an all powerful weapon that would assure their dominance over the other villages. But the had come to realize that with some things, the danger outweighed the advantages. This boy was named Gaara, and had the One tailed raccoon sealed within his tiny body. The power to control sand as easily as one of his own limbs was contained within.
The one person who had ever shown him kindness had tried to kill him on orders from his father, the man who had cursed him to have this demon in the first place. As he walked by people would hurry indoors, terrified of this five year old demon-child. So he continued his lonely walk through the town. He didn't pay attention or notice, that sand followed him, creeping after him, the silent bodyguard. Once he had tried suicide, he attempted to cut his own wrist. But this sand which protected him from all harm, prevented him from even being injured by himself. Physical pain was something he had never experienced in his entire life. The sand always protected him. At first he hated it. This demon inside him was the reason for everything bad in his life. He had found out that his mother had been sacrificed against her will to seal it within him. Because of the demon he had no mother. Because of the demon he had no friends. Because of the demon everyone hated him. Because of the demon his own father wanted him dead.
But after the only person who had ever shown him kindness had died, he no longer hated the demon. He hated the humans instead. They were the ones who had cursed him with this. They had betrayed him and wanted him dead. He made a vow, to drown the world in blood. At a mere five years old he had determined that he was the enemy of all humanity. At that time he heard a voice, egging him on. Begging for blood, begging for vengeance. At first he could not figure out who it was, but then it occurred to him. His long lost mother lived on in him. He would gain vengeance for her. From that day forwards, he killed anyone who made him angry. The fear they had before was nothing. He became that fear and showed the its deepest meaning, and in doing so became an embodiment of the demon Onaga's prediction. Even though they feared him they still used him, and he became a tool for pure bloodshed. Raised with nothing in mind but killing, he knew nothing else. Conceived in anger, born in anger, anger was the meaning of his life. The one who loved only himself, as no man or woman would give him their love.
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A man had recently woken up in the hospital. He had been in a coma for these last five years since the nine tails attack. He and his men had been fighting, but had lost despise how incredibly skilled they had been. The only reason he was alive was one of his men had used a special transportation jutsu on him. Time space jutsu was incredibly difficult. It had cost his brother his life, using it to save his life. And even then the blast from that demon that wiped out the rest of his brothers caused such an injury that he had been in a coma for the last five years. Revenge? Oh yes he would have it. But on a different demon than most people in the village hated. The final Demonhunter had awoken. And soon it would be hunting time, open season on dragons.
AN: Bwahahahahaha! End of chapter one. What did you think? Were you surprised to find out one of the demonhunters survived? RAWR! Prepare NaruXHina shalt be born! It was kinda just an intro, sorry it was so short after such a long time. But things have been busy in real life. Anyways leave reviews! I enjoy them possibly more than you enjoy my writing. (Not hard considering I'm not really that good but hey.) Chapter two shouldn't take nearly as long to complete. And thats a PROMISE!