Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto
Prologue
It has been a while since war ravaged our land. Konoha is fighting a losing battle despite its excellent nin. We have grown complacent, adapting to the peace reached within the regions, and unsuspectingly allowed power-hungry nations to plot the demise of their weaker neighbours.
The root of this war lies in the Akatsuki, a group made up of major class S criminals. Their sole mission is to acquire a new era; they believe that the arrival of a new dawn – the arrival of their reign of complete domination and absolute obedience – will harbour eternal-lasting peace. It was a foolish belief, but their silver tongues had already raise conviction, faith and belief taking root in people's minds. In this war, the catalysts were the jinchuriki, humans that harbour beasts inside their bodies, a Jekyll and Hyde existence. The Akatsuki had stolen the scorned beasts' raw powers, detaining their hosts once the ritual of leeching power is over. This has further increased the odds of a one-sided, losing battle, with the worst-case scenario the obliteration of Konoha.
The war raged on, and children are forced to grow. New talents will rise in this time of need – whether they will survive through this horror to tell the tale or die a warrior's death, no one knows.
A/N:
(i) Written 6 months ago, but was never posted. I shall revive this story. Review, please? Pocky?