First Sequence Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, all characters, names and terms belong to their respective owners.

Okay, there used to be a little snippet of poetry at the start of this story, but it lost me tinned of readers so I cut it. Anyways, this is my first fic that I've become dead serious about it, and even if I get down to one reader, I'm still going to finish it. I'd also like to point out that early on there is alot of plot material, so if you hate stories with meat on em, and just want blood and gore, you might want a different story. There'll be alot of action, just good plot as well. Oh, by the way, first two chappies are just over half the size of the others, and are of lower quality writing than the rest, so if you do decide to read, at least read up to chappie four before you decide that you judge it. Anyways, enjoy the story.

Deep in the lush green forests of the Land of Fire, three figures stood in a dark clearing, shadows masking their bodies.

"Naruto Uzumaki. Jinchuriki of the nine tailed fox. Genin of Konohagakure." One of the figures said, holding up a crumpled piece of paper. "Hinata Hyuuga. Heir to the Hyuuga clan. Genin of Konohagakure. All of these others have no endearing qualities that would make them exceptional choices."

"Except for her." One of the other members, a female, said intrigued, referring to the last name on the list.

"She's only a back up plan, you better hope to god it doesn't come to that." The third member, the largest of the group, said in a deep voice.

"You do realize, even with these others, the chance of succeeding are quite slim. Chances are we will have to use her." The female pointed out to the first figure.

"Do you have a better idea?" He replied, frustrated. "We don't have a choice, we never did." His voice dropped again. "We'll gather these leaf ninja, We won't worry about the girl unless we have no other choice."

The other two nodded. "Let's get moving. Pray that Dusk doesn't know our plan yet."

Naruto breathed in the fresh air and smiled happily. For the first time in four weeks he had been given a mission. It may just have been a delivery, but nonetheless it was still a chance to escape the village.

He walked ahead of his group, proudly marching. Behind him, Hinata, Shikamaru and Sakura walked sluggishly, exhausted from the heat.

"Naruto, can we take a break? Or at least slow down?" Sakura whined.

"Do we have to? We haven't even been walking for two hours!" Naruto replied.

"Its like, 40 degrees out here!" She yelled, giving naruto a confused look. "How the he'll can you be so enthusiastic!"

"Give up Sakura, he's not listening." Shikamaru droned, referring to the fact that Naruto was happily humming a tune, not hearing a word that Sakura said.

Sakura's eye twitched, and she smacked Naruto in the back of his head. He sat up, rubbing his head and pouting. Hinata giggled slightly, he looked like a puppy.

"What the he'll was that for!" He yelled angrily at Sakura.

"Great! You've lost your enthusiasm! Can we stop now?" Sakura asked, puttin on her best puppy dog eyes and blinking at him.

"Fine. We can stop for a bit." He muttered, defeated.

Sakura sat down, pulled off her shoes and sighed in relief."Man, I haven't been on a mission in so long, I'm so unfit." She said, stretching back.

"Why did she send four of us on a C-grade mission?" Naruto asked, hanging upside down from a nearby tree.

"M-maybe she doesn't think we've been on many missions often." Hinata suggested shyly.

Call me paranoid, but I reckon there's something amiss here." Shikamaru said, frowning.

"What makes you think that?" Sakura said, rolling over on her elbow.

"Let's see. We are all from three different squads, we have an extra person, just for a delivery mission, and we don't have a Jounin with us." He stated systematically.

"How long has in been since you guys have been on a mission?" Naruto asked, stil hanging from his tree.

"Three weeks." Replied Sakura.

"Four." Answered Shikamaru.

"Three and a half." Said Hinata.

"Well, obviously Grandma Tsunade just thought we all needed some excercise." The blonde said, dropping down from his perch. "Come on, let's get moving."

"I forgot you were the leader." Sakura said, slipping on her shoes. "Why the hell did Tsunade even put you in charge, dobe?" She asked, standing and stretching..

"She probably finally realized what an awesome ninja I am." Naruto said, beaming proudly.

"Or she knew you'd whinge like a little bitch if you weren't leader." Shikamaru chimed in.

"Oh, shut up, you lazy bastard." Naruto said grumpily. "Just cause you got a stick up your-" He stopped.

Someone was watching them.

They could tell. The birds had stopped chirping, the trees seemed to cease rustling, and silence descended over the group.

Everyone looked at each other, not moving a muscle. They reached for their kunai, slowly moving into a back to back formation. They could feel them. Whoever they were, they were about to attack.

Tsunade stared down, boring holes into her desk. What had she just done? She kept on reading over the document, not believing her eyes.

She was looking at the mission documents, to which she had just applied for Naruto, Hinata, Sakura and Shikamaru. It was an S-rank mission. And it was for Tsunade.

The statement held the the mark of a unique group of elite ninja, one which she had only heard of. This group, and it's leader, held the power to overrule any decision made by any person of authority.

This mark had told her to send three genin and a chunin on a suicide mission, under the guise that it was a 'delivery mission'. It stated that they would not return from this mission for a while, if at all.

Tsunade just gazed at the mission paper, her heart filled with guilt. What if one of them got killed? Could she stand to go on with the lives of four children on her conscience.

She wasn't even in the mood for Sake. What should she do? She sighed in dismay and smacked her head against the desk. What had she done?

(Somewhere in the land of fire.)

A small girl, around ten, donned in a pink t-shirt and dark purple pants, skipped happily down a dirt path, her black shoulder-length hair bouncing with each step.

As she progressed down the path, she noticed that there was someone lying on the road ahead. She bounced up and glanced at the man.

He wasn't moving.

She continued down the path, finding several more men lying on the ground, unmoving. She eventually came to a clearing, in which she saw an interesting sight.

Sitting on a stump on the middle of a clearing, surrounded by several bodies, sharpening a large sword, was a boy.

He was quite tall, and donning a black overcoat with a hood, the right side missing it's sleeve. Below a strange black shoulderplate, there were three small belts on his arm, one undone.

He turned around, and glanced back. On seeing the girl, who strolled happily towards him, he went back to sharpening his sword.

"There seems to be more than usual." She said, rocking back and forward on her heels. "Do you think they're planning something?"

The boy stopped what he was doing, nodding grimly.

"Well it's okay, I still have you, so I'll be okay." She said, hugging the cloaked figure, which made a wierd site. The small girl, colourful and innocent, and the cloaked figure, with the bloodstained sword.

"Will we have to move again?" She asked, looking at the teenage boy.

He clipped up the undone belt on his right arm, and the sword disappeared. He nodded silently and began walking back down the path, with the small girl bouncing after him.

The boy was thinking profusely. He glanced down at the girl beside him. She looked so happy. She was so oblivious as to what she was to be involved in.

The three figures knew what was happening. Dusk had found out their plan.

As the trio lay in wait, roughly ten metres from the genin, the could sense the dark presence of Dusk.

"Wolf, is this worth it?" The large figure whispered to the leader of the group. "Is it worth going through a clash with Dusk for these kids?"

"We need these kids alive, Bear." Said the female figure. "If we have to rip up some cultists, then so be it."

The three could hear the conversation of the kids from their position clearly.

A loud, blond boy was looking slightly pissed off at a guy with a head like a pineapple. "Oh shut up, you lazy bastard. Just cause you got a stick up your-" The blond stopped.

They noticed each of the children stay stock still, listening.

As they drew kunai, the three figures in the trees prepared for combat.

The leader drew small cylinder, the large member drew a large mace, and the female member produced a pair of strange, metallic white gloves.

They each looked at each other and nodded as they sensed the dark presence grow.

The situation was about to get messed up beyond all reason.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the resurrection of my very first fic. In short, it sucked majorly. So I deleted it and retooled the plot and some other stuff, so now it's cool. Well, I've set up a tonne of the plot in this first chapter, and you may find that the last section is confuzzling. In due time, it will unfold. But apart from that, if you are a troll, flame to your hearts content, it just says I have more reviews and it backfires on you :P But if you are a normal person, I encourage your criticism, and I love to add in peoples input, it makes me feel like you guys are part of he story. So, read and review, tell your friends, hell, tell your grandma. See ya round.

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