Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Just so you know.

AN: Hello, one and all, to my first fanfic ever, (waits for people to groan and walk away after those words,) …well then, for the rest of you that didn't barge out of the page listen closely. As I have said on my bio, this is going to be a crossover fic between Naruto and… not saying. I wish to give off a feeling of suspense for this fic, if you curious. Also, what I am crossing this series over with is quite niche over here. Because of this, I am keeping the name of the series a secret for now. Try to guess what the series is; I'm confident that you haven't got a snowflakes chance in Hell of guessing, it's just that obscure.

This fic is going to seem pretty "high schoolish" at the beginning, trust me here, it won't last long. That being said, I enjoy typing stories quite a lot. Be warned, this is most likely going to turn into a long-ass epic here. If you don't like long fics then by all means, move along. For now, I'll just add a prequel to get some interest into the story. It's going to be confusing, but bare with me O.K.

Now then, let the play commence!

The night is still,
the streets are quiet.


A quiet calm swept over the streets of Ga-Kure. The city was well known to be quite busy during daylight hours and night-time hours, but in between those two hours lie dusk, and with dusk, appears an eerie silence; unbefitting such a prosperous place.

But such a paradox didn't worry the silent enigma one bit. On the contrary, it seemed to relax said enigma, now looking over an abandoned playground near the middle of the park. The person in question was difficult to describe, as the setting sun would make it difficult for another person to take note of the enigma's appearance. The unknown person thought it for the best, sighing sadly as it kept watch over an important memory, abandoned by precious people.

In this house lived my Love,
She left the town long ago,

Haku let his thoughts wander, constantly letting his thoughts wash over him. He had reached a conclusion a short time ago about the facts that had been laid before him, which were true and which were lies. Thinking back on his lost childhood, Haku wondered how the "mischevious kitsune" of his old friends could have survived that horrible…

It isn't relevant,' was the late teens thought on the matter, 'I'll just wait for the world to bless me with that answer.' As Haku began to walk towards Ame district, he was almost positive that he saw a glittering gold butterfly for a split second. Thinking about what that meant; Haku sighed softly, letting himself whisper an old proverb that had entered his head, befitting his predicament. "Oh, how I wish I were a butterfly…"

Yet her house is still standing
in the same place.

A dull breeze swept by the local high school, its monotonous sound echoing through the corridors of the empty hallways. The school remained mostly deserted because it had no reason for anyone to breach its halls; it was not time for its duty to begin anew. One 11th year student however, had decided that the building still had a purpose, even though time said otherwise.

Sakura Haruno had decided to stay behind after school in order to finish up her homework, that way she wouldn't have anything to distract her from her studies at home. After she had finished the last question set out for her, she noticed that she had spent more time than she thought she had; the sky's pale red colour telling her as much.

Cursing to herself for being so sloppy, Sakura muttered a silent "thank you" prayer to Kami-sama for letting the teachers work overtime in the school. She may have to walk all the way back home, but that was irrelevant; seeing as her home wasn't too far from the school. 'Besides,' she thought, 'it's a lovely evening to walk home in. I need the fresh air to help me think anyway.'

There I also see a man standing and staring
into the heavens, wringing his hands in violent grief.

The ruined warehouse before the young mans eyes was unbefitting of such a prosperous city such as Ga-Kure, but then again, Sasuke Uchiha couldn't care less. He looked around him too, once again, take in the absolutely terrible state Oto district was actually in. As he looked down to see a student from the academy, apparently too exhausted to move, it served as another reminder that he had fallen for fools gold.

Even as a desolate wind began to pick up, Sasuke simply ignored it, letting the winds shift his hair a little. As his thoughts trailed on about could haves and should haves, he snapped himself out of his stupor, preventing his thoughts from trailing onto that subject again.

Sasuke pondered wether he should go home and rest up or stay where he was and watch the sun set. He decided on the latter, seeing as no one would dare attack him, given his uniform and his reputation. As the wind now died down into nothing, Sasuke didn't let him be distracted from watching the ruby-like sky fade into darkness. 'Just like my life has,' Sasuke thought, letting himself smile a little at the symbolic irony of it all.

I shudder when I behold his face,
The moon reveals to me my own likeness.

One lone soul looked over a child's playground; his posture would lead one to think that he was a member of the military, despite the fact that he was obviously a teenager. This child, who would only respond to the name Sai, watched over the area. He was positive that the person who he was told to look for had been here not that long ago. However, seeing as not a single person was to be seen, he was afraid that his trip here had been a waste of time.

Before he could finish his thoughts, Sai heard the shrieking of a motor moving closer to his position. Deciding that he didn't want to get caught, he quickly removed himself from the general area, moving with enough speed to put a professional runner to shame. As he was running he let himself speak a solemn oath to the winds, "I will find out who or what you are, Maria-sama…"

You Doppelganger, you pale companion!
Why do you mimic my anguish,

As he kicked his motorcycle to a stop, Naruto Uzumaki could have sworn that he had heard someone run away as he was approaching. He pushed the thought from his head as he dismounted his motorcycle, taking off his helmet while doing so. He couldn't tell why, but something about this place brought back memories. Seeing as he was in the middle of a child's playground, this shouldn't be surprising. However, Naruto couldn't for the life of him figure out why though, as he didn't remember ever coming to playgrounds as a kid.

Whenever he tried to remember anything during the far-off past, the only thing he could see in his memory was horrible flames, swallowing something that was of the utmost importance to anyone. It was such a horrible thought to dwell on that he never really tried to push himself to try to remember anything past that. Holding the helmet under his armpit, Naruto just resigned to watch the sun set as he let himself think about what everything that was happening to him was trying to tell him…

That tormented me at this place
For so many nights in the past?

Little that any of them realise, an ambitious plot was beginning to unravel. It had taken many years to take its proper form but soon it would take shape and rear its ugly head upon the simple-minded masses. As the last few minutes of the day gave way to night, no one was to know that the fragile balance of the world was about to be shattered. Neither would they know that the fool who could withstand this "purging of the world" was nothing more than a troubled teen who couldn't even figure out who he really was.

It's done, hope you liked it. I know, I know, jack shit didn't happen. The italic writing at the top each page break were taken from the opening of the mystery series. I just used the words from the opening and then wrote a small scene pertraining to what the scene shows. I am guilty of being a bit unfaithful to my descriptions, especially the ending. In my opinion, it's not what you expect coming from a first timer, huh? This chapter was pretty much just lightly showing some of the characters and choking you with symbolism that isn't going to mean anything for quite the while. I'm sorry for not describing looks or appearance, but this is a prologue. It doesn't have to describe characters in depth yet.

I forgot to mention it at the top of the page, but I'll be using omakes as a way to expand on individual characters, as a means of showing you events that are happening elsewhere and occasionally just to kid around with a little. I'm still new to typing stories so if you want to point out any errors or recommend what I should do then by all means I encourage you to do so.

Also, I need your help understanding something.

Firstly, what are the Japanese names for every hidden village?

Secondly, does anyone know of any large trees that need lots of rainwater to survive?

Lastly, does anyone know of a webpage that has information on Japanese honorifics?

Anyways, rate and review so that I know wether I did well or I did badly. If I get five reviews, I'll start working on the real first chapter, so don't be afraid to R&R O.K?

Omake: What the virgin sees.

The night moved slowly as the crowd that had gathered in the southern part of Nami district were waiting patiently for Maria-sama to arrive. There was a story around town that Maria-sama was going to make a public appearance to speak about a life-changing event that would affect the world itself and that those who wish to know about this should wait for her at the memorial tree in Ame district until 10 o'clock.

The specified time in general was very close at hand as people waiting for the woman of honour to come were letting their attention wander elsewhere. They let themselves talk about petty stories they had heard around town, ranging from simple things like, "There's a pharmacy in Suna district that sells powerful medicine," to political matters such as, "Oto district is secretly in terrible condition," and even to incredibly bizarre things such as "Maria-sama can grant you the power to fulfil your greatest desire if you truly believe in what you want."

Their efforts were rewarded as Maria-sama had suddenly appeared, arriving seemingly out of nowhere and immediately walking to the middle of the podium that stood under the memorial tree. The second she reached the podium, and even before then, people were bombarding the sear with their own personal problems, begging her to answer their problems; whether they are simple inconveniences or a mid-life crisis. Keeping herself in check, she let out a barely-audible sigh as she raised her hand to signal the small crowd to remain silent.

"I apologize, but I did not come here to guide you to your own personal future tonight. Nor did I come to reveal the magician behind the mask here," was Maria-sama's reply. Before the crown could begin to be dispirited, she continued her speech,

"I called you all here to this spot tonight so that I could warn anyone I could about a disaster of unfathomable consequence." This silenced everyone, as the entire crowd became mesmerised with wonder and slight fear. Seeing through her impassive mask that the crowd had her full attention, and in record time too, Maria-sama decided to cut straight to the chase and recite her premonition as clearly as she could.

"What I have seen," she began, "Is a vision of a single youth, shunned by the masses because of their own misguided bitterness. A youth, desperately wishing to never be forgotten within the pages of history. A youth, for whom the gate of divine opportunity, the type one sees only once in a life-time, shall open wide for."

"The youth sees the pearly gates of opportunity parting themselves for him and yet he does not act upon it, perhaps seeking glory without divine intervention. Regardless, consequence shall force him to move forward on the path of self-enlightenment. He accepts this pathway out of his own free will, as the doomsday hour begins to turn, as a sealed-off memory begins to beckon him onwards and even as he stands against the voice that beckons us to our demise."

"The sealed time that haunts this youth are guarded by an unknown angel. Be it a saviour or Anti-Christ, I cannot tell; the pain this entity guards prevents it from showing its beliefs. While the angel guards personal sorrow, disaster is overflowing the world as the cold, steely hands that serve the deceased leader rise up once more, descending from the sky by the power of belief. They begin to hunt the children of self, the majority of them and the minority of them, destroying anything or anyone in their path." The crowed were completely gob smacked at what Maria-sama was saying, she rarely spoke of such matters to the public; even then, she had never spoken of such a powerful vision before. Some of them began to mutter silently to themselves out of sheer panic. However, this did not stop Maria-sama as she was nearing the conclusion of her prophecy.

"While the masses wallow in fear as the world seemingly collapses on top of them, I can see the youth once moar, charging forward knowing that he has chosen the right path to believe in; he is not mistaken at all in his choice." The entire crowd began to hold their breath, wether they were aware of it or not. "As he finally reaches his destination, I can see that he is not alone, as other who can see what is truly right follow behind him, as they march onward to face chaos itself. Even as he faces this nigh-almighty foe, the youth is unfazed. The mother of light guarding the youth shall rise to protect its charge, the glorious sun forever guiding them, as the battle to understand all around us commences."

The crowd were on the edge of their seats (in a metaphorical way as they were all standing,) wanting now more than ever to know what the holy priestess would say next.
"I am afraid that this is all that I have seen; tell me, how do you feel?" was her reply, baffling the audience in a mixture of amazement and confusion. Most of the crown responded to her question be cheering at the top of their lungs, believing that she was talking of salvation, others clapped in whimsical joy, despite the nagging fear that was rooted in their hearts. On the other hand, a small number, so few that one wouldn't have even noticed them, only looked at Maria-sama with disdain; believing that she was not only playing with the minds of everyone, but talking of the end of the world, of Armageddon not Salvation.

Edit History:

Changed "innocent blossom" to "mischevious kitsune." Change of planning caused me of change the wording.

Changed "Nami" (waves) to Ame (rain.) Three guesses why.