PROLOGUE

The Wind whipped through the leaves of the tall trees surrounding the Konohagakure village. Its vast building seen from the Hokage Mountains whilst the bustling village below had already begun to fill with people: ready to start their day.

Blue skies as far as the eye can see, and a sudden groan could be heard for practically miles.

"Not again!" The blue haired girl groaned. Three teens and a younger child walked away from the training grounds. The youngest of the four was deep down in the dumps. She walked with her head low as the others tried to cheer her up.

"Come on Hima-chan, don't be sad, there's always next time," the black haired girl said with a smile, the sun reflecting off of her glasses.

"Don't bother Sarada, once my sister is in a mood there really is no talking her out of it." a tall, golden haired teen, replied. His blue eyes fixated on Sarada.

"Don't test me around Boruto, at least I'm trying."Sarada managed to snap back, folding her arms across her chest.

"It's true though…there really is no point for me to keep on trying…" Himawari spoke again, this time the air becoming thicker with sadness.

"D-don't worry Himawari-chan, it took me a while to get the hang of it, but I turned out alright. You are just a late bloomer, nothing to be ashamed about" the fourth teen spoke. His blonde hair pulled up out of his face, as he leaned over patting the young girl on the back.

"I can agree with that Inojin," Sarada laughed as the neared the outskirts of the lower part of the village.

As it so happened, Himawari had her weekly ninjutsu test with Konohamaru. Naruto, her father, had expressed concerns that Himawari was way behind her classmates in the training and didn't want her to feel left out. So with that Konohamaru agreed to give her extra training: which seemed to not be paying off so far. Naruto knew that he himself was terrible at Ninjutsu when he was Himawaris age, and figured the same for his daughter, that all she was is a late bloomer.

Himawari had her doubts on becoming a ninja. She found it to bee amazing that her father. Mother and even her brother were able to make the world seem like magic. But a near fatal accident two years ago made her lose confidence in ninja training and caused her to fall far behind everyone else.

Frowned, with a slight pout protruding on her face, every ones attention seemed to direct a loud voice as the neared closer and closer. There was a group of men, rallying up citizens of the area, and preaching to them on the new era that was to come.

The three older children frowned when they heard the men preaching.

"Not them again," Boruto sighed as he placed his hands on his hips, shifting his weight on his right side.

He remembered after the chunin exams three years ago, and after Katasuke had all of his "fake ninjutsu" equipment placed on hold, that people, non ninja, began to question on why their way of life needed to be based on Ninjutsu. And why ordinary people needed to follow a hokage when they could form their own democracy of non-ninja users and live a life free of war and bloodshed.

"I heard more people have joined them this year than the last," Sarada chimed in, whispering to the other members of the group.

'I hate that people think this way, and how most think we are the bad people when all we have ever done was help them," Inojin agreed.

Himawari watched her sibling and the other two teens talk it out. She looked from them back to the rally spot.

"A world with no ninja?" She thought to herself. un sure of how to take that kind of news.


I hope to have the first chapter ready and up by tomorrow. I hope you all enjoyed this preview of whats to come.

what will happen to the rally members?

why do they want to end the ninjas?

why is there a wall?

who is Aiya?

all of these questions and more will be answered if you read the story!