Prologue
Disclaimer, I do not own Naruto nor Akame ga Kiru
Hello again, I'm going to be working on this secondary story alongside I Fell as a means of inspiration on other such muse ^-^
Warning: May contain OCs, OOCness, AU and other applicable nonsense
On that note I shall get started.
On with the story
She stared dispassionately out her window, her room was fairly high up in the palace giving her a view of the entire Capital city. Viewing the decadent indulgence from above had reminded her of just how much she hated this world. Granted there were patches of light here and there, but those are far and few, and there never seems to be enough to make her see the world the way she used to.
The woman in question, being a tall blonde woman with piercing blue eyes, bearing an imperious and regal appearance, her hair having lost much of its spikiness and flowed downwards much like her mother's, tied in a long braid that reaches the floor, held together by a black blade
She sighed, placing her clothing on, her ever constant black pants and sleeveless turtleneck shirt, along with her armoured plated high heeled boots and a pair of opera gloves with stylised reddish-orange spiral pattern on the back that seemed to glow with power. Finally she draped over her shoulders the last remaining piece of her old world, the tattered remains of Kaguya's kimono, looking a lot like a long coat.
Great, now I'm late to the meeting, she thought as she walked briskly through the palace walls.
The blonde recalled when they first arrived in this plane of existence, after all it was a day she would never forget.
[5 years before]
How many days had it been?
How much longer could she keep it up?
She had been fighting against that person for days now. Her once long blonde hair was cut to just below her neck, burned and frayed from fighting. The same could be said about her clothes, it was a miracle they stayed intact after the countless attacks she was hit with.
But still, even after how many days, even with all her the vastness of her chakra and of the bijuu everyone had their limits.
As she fell on more time, she struggled to rise, barely making it to her knees.
"We're running out of time!" Kurama yelled at her from within her mind, "We only have enough for one last attack, make it count brat."
"That's plenty enough," she muttered back, finally staggering to her feet, "To finish this."
She raised her right hand, a pitch black ball appearing in her hand, taking all the remaining chakra from her and the bijuu, and compressing it in a tiny ball the size of an apple. She rushed forward, intending on meeting her opponent head on, a tactic worthy of her name.
"Chō mini Bijūdama!" she roared, just as the ball erupted in a cataclysmic explosion that scarred the planet.
She had hoped that she might have died as well during that explosion, but apparently that was not to be. If the extreme amounts of pain, if dulled slightly, in her limbs were anything to go by. As a trained ninja, she woke without alerting the other person within the room that she was awake. After all what kind of ninja would allow themselves to get caught.
Looking to where the energy she sensed was, she saw that their back was to her and that it was a girl, rather it was a little girl with long pale blue hair tending a fire. If she had to guess, then they would be in a fairly large tent or hut, one that smelled of blood and burnt corpses. Looking down at herself, she found herself covered in the pelt of some creature, her clothes changed with a fairly comfortable simple white tunic edged in gold and that her entire body under that was wrapped in bandages.
It would seem that this girl had been the one to cover her wounds, seeing as it was the only energy source she could feel in miles. There were fading traces of energy around them, the type that reminded her of cooling corpses. Rising from bed in complete silence, she approached the younger girl, who remained oblivious of the blonde's state of wakefulness. As the taller girl placed her bandaged palm on top of the girl's head, it got the predictable outcome of the girl attempting a strike with a knife, this however was blocked by the blondes other hand, that arm surprisingly had no bandages. The blue haired girl's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the older woman up and about despite her injuries.
"You're awake," she stated, although it sounded more like a question, awe obvious in her voice at this woman, who she had found completely charred throughout her entire body, except for her right arm, which was non-existent before. Yet here she was, skin only slightly red and her right arm looked completely unblemished.
"Indeed," she replied, slightly amused at the other's reaction, "Now who might you be little one?"
"Esdeath," she replied with a bright smile, "What's your name?"
"Hmm… Esdeath huh?" the blonde looked down on the girl, interesting, she thought offhandedly, "Call me Naru."
[5 years later]
It has been years since she last smiled so brightly. This damned world had robbed her of that. Of any hope for humans or of peace, only the battle in her soul remained. Of course wherever she went, her companion followed, Esdeath having gained a strange fascination for the person who she viewed as the strongest.
Along her travels she had attained a Teigu from a group of bandits she had disposed of. It was a curios one, the Roman Artillery: Pumpkin, capable of great precision and power when needed. This in turn however, had warranted them the attention of the Empire.
After much pestering from Esdeath, she had conceded to joining, her enthusiasm for humanity having already drained by then. It wasn't long that her prowess and strength had her ranked one of the highest ranked generals, along with Budo, being known as the Angel of the Empire, as well as the World's Strongest. Strangely enough, through those years, she had seemed almost unchanged, remaining as she had when she first met Esdeath.
She walked through the stone walls of the Capital, she was on her way to meet with her subordinates and other associates, which included Esdeath, who was on her way on being promoted to General. Thinking back on it, the blonde had the pleasure of watching the young girl bloom into a beautiful and dangerous rose. Granted she could go without the blue haired girl, being obsessed with her. The same could be said of her other subordinate, another magnificently talented girl, the silver haired girl showed promise. She had thought of passing down Pumpkin to her, but perhaps that would wait until they both become Generals.
It dawned on her that both her subordinates, were both of great beauty and skill, granted she would never tell them so out loud, they might get the wrong impression. Wouldn't want that after all.
If there was one thing that irked her, it was that runt of an Emperor and the slovenly Prime Minister, it was good that they weren't the reason she stayed. If they were then she would have left the moment she arrived.
She glanced at her fellow General, Budo, looking as severe as ever. Moving forward, she proceeded to sit on the only unoccupied chair left, her presence being registered only when her chair was pulled back by Esdeath for her, both her and Najenda standing just behind the blonde woman.
"Ah Naru, I was worried you wouldn't come," the child, Emperor Makoto exclaimed, much too excited at this time of day for the blonde's tastes.
"Indeed child," Naru replied benignly, "But you would do well to remember our lessons concerning control over your emotions."
"You should listen to your mother Emperor Makoto," the Prime Minister interjected mockingly, before digging into the food once more, his words evoking a blush from the young Emperor.
"I believe we should return to the issue at hand," Budo interrupted, hoping to put the meeting back on track, unfortunately all for naught when an officer entered and whispered a message to Najenda, the more approachable of the two, who moved to pass onto Naru.
"My lady, the girl has been placed in your living quarters," the silver haired girl whispered into the blonde's ear.
"Oh what is this?" the Minister asked in gaining an inquisitive look in his face.
"Merely something I've invested in," Naru replied, sliding off her chair, before moving to exit the room, her two subordinates trailing behind her, "Nothing to worry yourselves over."
With barely a look behind, she walked out of the room, not especially concerned about the purpose of the meeting.
"So she survived the Exam?" Naru said as she moved through the halls, "And her sister is she here as well?"
"Yes my lady, but unfortunately Gozuki has already taken in the sister for his Elite Seven," Najenda replied.
"A shame," the blonde muttered, "I have only one sword of a set."
Kurome was afraid, after all she had just been torn away from her sister since they wouldn't allow siblings in the Elite Seven and that she has gained the attention of another in the Empire. She was alone and currently defenceless, clad only in the black clothing she had to wear during the exam.
Looking around, she found herself in a tidy and extraordinarily large room, bearing two floors and several walls lined with books. It was an elegant room, although not overly lavished like the other rooms she had encountered.
Her urge to explore was squashed as the door opened and a tall, regal blonde walked in with all the elegance of royalty. Two others had followed the imperious woman, but all the young girl could do was stare in fright and awe at the tall blonde that walked in.
Her eyes seemed to Kurome's with ease, blue gazing at black, and as the woman approached, it took all of her self-control not to quail at her presence, or rather the complete void of one. Once she was in range, the tall blonde crouched down so that she was at eye level with the girl.
She said nothing for a great while, merely peering into Kurome's eyes, searching for something. Searching to see if she truly did have what it takes and if the slight softening of her gaze was anything to go by, then Kurome thought she had found what she was searching for.
"Kurome," goodness, even her voice was beautiful, "Do you know how I am?"
Kurome shook her head in response.
"Hmmm, my name is Naru Uzumaki," Naru said, a small smile gracing her face, "But you may address me however you wish, understand?"
"Yes."
"Excellent."
Naru stood from her position, and went to sit upon one of the chairs around her table, she motioned for Kurome to sit upon the chair next to her, who sat as asked.
"Now you must be wondering why you're here no doubt." the blonde stated, as she accepted a teacup from the blue haired one, "Or more to the point, why you are here and your sister is not."
This seemed to cause the girl to stiffen in her seat.
"I'd rather have had the both of you, but unfortunately another has plans for her."
"…"
"Regardless here you are and no doubt you still wish to protect your sister, do you not?"
"…"
"You would do whatever it takes to protect her, wouldn't you?"
"…"
"If you join, I could turn you into a warrior she would be proud of, wouldn't that be nice?"
"…Yes."
"Oh," she stood up once more, moving to gaze out the large window, "We'll see about that, now won't we."
"My lady, I've placed her possessions within her room," Najenda said, as she re-entered the living room.
"Excellent, now take her to get her fitted in her uniform," the blonde spoke without looking away from her view, "And Esdeath, prepare my training equipment."
Glancing at the departing girls, she mused at how strong that one may become.
She'll become strong or die, Naru thought darkly.
It was time to shape one of the younger generation.
End
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