Chapter One

I don't own any of the Naruto characters, or the characters from Tortall, (Tamora Pierce's books) and don't worry; they'll be added into the story as soon as it makes sense to add them into the story. Sorry if any holdup on the progress of this story is annoying, but what you see is what I have so far. And I apologize if the chapters are a bit shorter than expected… I'm trying to fix that as we speak. Anyway, enjoy!!

"Being born is something that nobody remembers… unless they use magic to look back on that day that the person was born. Anyway, my view on the day that I was born had made me cry when I first viewed it when I was three (that's saying something because it always was and always will be hard to make me cry). Sometimes the vision still haunts the deepest nightmares of my mind:

'Two newborns cried next to their exhausted mother, the queen. The pregnant nursemaid came into the room to make sure that the queen was asleep before smuggling the children out of the room. That night, after the queen knew about the kidnapping, her bitter tears rained to the floor.

The nursemaid knelt before her master, expecting to be rewarded for a job well done. With a blinding orange flash, her 'lifeless' body fell to the floor, stick red blood pooling around her cooling 'corpse.' Her eyes stared blankly at the master she had trusted, the master who she had broken the law for, the master whose heir was now limp in her still body.

Her master's deep blue eyes stared down at her, now full of regret. His plan to take over the kingdom of Tortall from the incapable hands of his uncle had failed, but his new plan was set into motion. She had accepted acting as his nursemaid, though they had been secretly married (although he didn't know how they had become secretly married in the first place). He stood up from his chair and knelt down beside his "dead wife," checking to make sure that her pulse was indeed gone, as well as the pulse of the child in her womb.

As he felt for the pulse, however, her hands started to glow brown, with a magic that had been unknown to him. Roger of Conté blankly at the supposedly dead woman. Her body changed into that of a woman he knew too well, the woman who had seduced him the night that they had supposedly been married.

Her menacing cackle filled the air as the baby inside of her womb grew to the maturity of a fetus about to become a newborn. Her eyes glowed with wild fury as well as the expectancy of childbirth, the look of a woman before entering labor, before adding another life to the land and the world.

Her body pulsed with magic, and in that blinding flash, her son was born. Picking up her squealing child, she struggled to her feet, walking over to the man she had loved, Roger. Her eyes were now glazed with pain, both from the childbirth and from the wound in her chest, bleeding her life's blood to the floor. When she reached him, she grabbed him by the throat. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the floor, pulling Roger with her.

"Before the clock runs out on my life, I leave you one last curse. He shall not know his parents, but he shall grow strong nonetheless. The time will come when he shall tear a living heart from a chest. But by then, you and I will be only dust in the mortuary. Grieve for yourself and for me, неряха (Russian for slut…that's what she was), for by the time my body lies cold and unmoving on the ground, your life will be on a crash course to the pits of despair! I will see you, my love, in the deepest reaches of the underworld, where I can repay you for what you have done to me!" She cried as she held the child away from the greedy clutches of the Conté Duke.

"But what do you mean?! What is going to happen?" he asked.

"That is for me to know and for you to die trying to figure out! The sad thing is that our son will never really know his actual parents! Now then, for a name. By the remainder of my magical strength, I deem the Xtopherus (Latin for Christopher) Roger, heir to the riches and magical power of Roger, Duke of Conté, and неряха, Lady of Nightfog. May you be safe…" with that, she wrote his name magically (somehow) on a piece of paper and placed it in his robes (they magically appeared too…) and sent him to the doorstep of a family who had just lost a child in childbirth (Poor family). With her dying breath, the Lady of Nightfog's magic loomed over her son, protecting him. He became safe with another family related to the king and queen of Tortall, who made his nickname Xherus (I guess it's pronounced like a Z…).

"Now then, where was I?" Roger asked as he got up and walked past the lifeless body of his life which was being dissolved by his magic. Sitting on his 'throne,' he stated, "This room is in serious need of being cleaned!"

The child Xherus removed his hand from the scrying glass, nearly dropping it on the ground mere inches below. As he stared at me with sorrowful eyes, the only muster able words, "I'm so sorry!" spilling from his lips, I just fell apart."

Then there came a world of nothingness, and darkness, starting to envelope and diminish the remaining consciousness from her tired mind. It nearly engulfed her, but a bright light held it back, a burning image of Roger plastered in her subconscious.'

Kiki woke up with a start, staring out at the horizon, with the sun hours away from sunrise. She stretched, yawning, while she pulled the sweaty blankets away from her face. Walking over to a wardrobe, she pulled out a light shirt and pants, pulling them onto her slender form. As she looked at the disaster that was her hair, a brush floated over and brushed through it, before it was tucked away inside of a bun, out of the reach of her brutal warm-up.

Kiki gripped the doorknob and opened it after grabbing breakfast from the kitchen. She raced to the town gates and waved at the ninja guarding the doors. He opened the door to let her out of the town of Konoha and Kiki raced out into the woods to perfect her new sword/fire technique.

If this isn't a long enough first chapter (don't forget the prologue…), then I sincerely apologize. And as for the use of first person which changed to the third person, if you didn't enjoy it, I am sorry again. We finally got to Konoha!! .