Sharingan of Deception, Blade of Resentment
I do not own Fairy Tail or Naruto
A/N: This is a challenge from SmoKyWeeDz. Here are some notes before hand:
1.) Madara will be the only character from Naruto in the Fairy Tail world, so I made the first chapter quite long in the Naruto world. And Fairy Tail characters will not be teleported to the other world either.
2.) Natsu will be kind of OOC, due to his influence from Madara, so he's really strong and smart, but I decided not to make him god-like yet.
3.) The main pairing is Natsu x Kagura, but if you fellow readers want, I could add a small harem too.
4.) I'll follow some canon events, but it'll be different, you'll see...
Anyways...enough with my blabbering and enjoy the story! Please read and review!
Chapter 1
A young boy woke up, scared and lonely on the streets at night. It was at the hour where no one but the rats shadowed the streets. He searched frantically around him, trying to catch a whiff of the comforting, smoky scent and grasped for the familiar, scaly texture and warmth that was present in his dreams every night. However, all he found was emptiness. Loneliness dwelled deep inside him, as he remembered pieces of that blissful dream he would often have, but he knew that a dream could never replace the bitter reality. The memory of it was now too torturous to remember for the young dragon slayer. Enormous tears rolled down and stained his round, child cheeks as he hugged his knees, gathering all the warmth he could beneath the dying night lights. Igneel…why did you do that? Why did you leave me? Did I do something wrong? I thought you were my dad…the only one I could love, but then…why? Why…WHY?! I don't understand…anything…anymore
"Father – please come back..."
Madara spat out a considerable about of blood. He was no fool to know that the war was about to come to an end. The Juubi has been extracted from Obito, and his Eye of the Moon plan was soon to end. However, there was no way the Uchiha was willing to admit defeat, when his plan was just about to transform into reality. I have forced Obito to use the 'Gedō: Rinne Tensei no Jutsu,' before he reached the end of his life in order to revive my human body, but it has become completely futile, now that Hashirama has managed to partially merge with the wood cells of my body. I am held captive…and if I don't do something soon, I will be killed.
He glared at the Senju, hate and loathing marked deep in his eyes. Damn you…Hashirama…you will pay!
The Senju stared at his opponent's furry, seemingly enjoying Madara's useless struggle. Giving him that expression Madara loathed since they were childhood friend, he said. "You might as well give up, Madara. We all want the war to end. It has wasted quite of both our time already, you know."
Madara almost spat at him. You call my ultimate creation, purely created to satisfy you shinobis' selfish desires, a waste of time?! I won't allow the plan to end in such haste!
Anger has driven Madara to the edge. He saw the First Hokage's, Senpō: Myōjinmon, which still held down the Juubi with a massive torii that firmly locked its target's neck. The other four Hokages mobilized their chakra to form a crimson-red, unified barrier, Shisekiyōjin, locking the Juubi completely from thrashing about and destroying its surroundings. Everyone appeared so…relaxed. And that was what drove Madara insanely angry. Even the lowest of the low shinobis seemed to be nearly in a celebrated mode, cheering their fellow 'heroes' on. The medics have leapt from the crevices and ran to the wounded, forgetting that they were healing on the battlefield. Madara clenched his teeth. The entire scene displayed in front of him was a scene of mockery. To laugh at his pitiful defeat.
Madara refused to back down. He decided to do the only thing that would free himself from Hashirama's grasps, even if it means never being able to perform any more jutsus. In other words, he knew he would become powerless and bow in defeat in front of the Allied Shinobi Forces. However, if he was going to reseal the Juubi while the others are completely caught off guard, it was now or never.
Even though Madara was nearly blinded by rage, he knew that he needed to remain calm to make the Senju to trust him first. Otherwise, he really was good as dead. As if grieving for his wretched acts, the treacherous man lowered his head. "Hashirama…"
Hashirama was suddenly aware that he was still connected to his opponent, and he has already made it clear to Madara that he was willing to die and be sealed with him for eternity, if doing so stops him from his malevolence acts. "Madara, you know that there's no negotiation you could – "
Negotiation? What a fool, Madara thought, trying to suppress his smirk. "H-Hashirama. I wish to atone for my sins. This war was not what I had intended to create. I have not reached the goal, but yet – I understood that the Infinite Tsukyomi served as the wrong purpose to erase conflict in the world. This war, has for the first time, brought me to my senses that peace wouldn't cease to exist in an idealistic world. I understood that conflict doesn't necessary have to be against another shinobi. At times, the enemy could be myself, and I was haunted and worried by my past, always deemed a failure and untrusted by even my closest comrades. Now, perhaps, if I could contribute to the final stage of bringing the newfound stability to the shinobi world, then I believe my soul would truly find its peace."
Hashirama studied Madara, confused and somewhat delighted to hear his long ago comrade's new sought resolve. For the first time, he saw a flicker of remorse in Madara's downcast, onyx eyes. Hashirama knew how tricky and deceptive Madara could be, but he really felt the pain and anguish in the Uchiha's words and eyes. An unrest that needs a final consent to leave in peace.
Hashirama saw flashbacks of when they were young, skipping stones along the river, then when they sat above the foundation of the soon-to-be village, talking endlessly about making the world a better place and becoming Hokage. For the very first time since then, when their friendship was still strong, the reanimated Senju found a resemblance, a hope that possibly deep down the Uchiha, the dear hold friend who always fussed about losing at skipping stones, who always shared brilliant ideas and dreams, was still there.
Judging from Hashirama's softening eyes, the Uchiha smirked inwardly. Hashirama, that soft heart of yours will be your greatest downfall!
Expectedly, the Senju sighed. "Very well, Madara. Let's wrap up this war. If helping is your only ambition, then there certainly is something that we need you to do. But don't get the wrong idea, Madara. Nothing has changed between you and the world – or Konoha. This doesn't mean that we have forgiven you from your deceitful acts. This is your own will."
Madara nodded. "I understand."
"Alright then," the Senju continued, relaxing the tension between their connected shoulders. "I'm sure you are familiar with the Sage of Six Paths' Ying-Yang abilities. I know that you, with the Sharingan and your Yin-Yang abilities, will be able to split the centered chakra of the Juubi back into the nine tailed-beasts. And this task is one that only you could complete."
"I see," Madara appeared thoughtful, though his brain was plotting urgently. "The Uchiha's jutsu, Izanagi, was based on the principle of the Creations of All Things, which the Sage of Six Path utilized to split the Juubi into nine individual beings. However, there is a great cost."
"Hmm? What is it?"
Madara paused before replying. "The Sharingan will lose its abilities to function ever again."
Both shinobis were silent. Hashirama sighed. "That is your choice, Madara. As you said yourself, if you are willing to cooperate with us, we will accept it, but…there is a cost for everything in this world, Madara. There are risks and chances…it's only a matter which one you're willing to take."
Very well. Then I will take the chance and prevail! Madara thought triumphantly, though his expression was unusually calm. "I suppose this is a cost I'm willing to do the task, though, in order to clean the once honored name of my clan. Very well. Take me to the Juubi and I will perform the necessary jutsus."
Hashirama knew that Madara was too risky to trust, but there really was nothing to lose. All four Hokages were still maintaining the barrier, and it would be impossible to reach the Juubi, or for the beast to escape. There were also plenty of powerful, young shinobis who watched their backs. They have proven to the long-deceased Hokages that they were ready to take on the future and bring the world to a new stage. Moreover, the one factor than has prevented the Uchiha from betraying the Senju was the connection of the wood cells of their bodies. With that advantage in mind, he was the one in control of Madara's chakra, and he prevented him from attacking them with any more of his jutsus or genjutsus.
Bringing him to the front of the barrier, Hashirama shouted to the other Hokages, "Hey – do you mind releasing the prison of the Juubi, Hokages?"
Tobirama stared at his brother in disapproval. "Brother – what will you accomplish by following that traitor's orders? I hope you won't be deceived by his false trust."
Madara glared at the younger Senju, but he kept his mouth shut. He's always the one behind Hashirama, who tried to foil my plans. He despised me the first moment we met, and he was the one who created the rift between Hashirama and my alliance.
The Uchiha watched as Hashirama described to the Hokages what their "plan" was. Little did the foolhardy Senju know, his brother may be right this time. While the two brothers argued about different sides of the plan, the Third and Fourth Hokage observed Madara, but they didn't find a trace of arrogance or betrayal in his eyes.
Finally, they made the decision. Hashirama seemed to persuade the other two Hokages, but Tobirama was stubbornly against his brother's decision. When he realized there was nothing he could do to make his brother trust him, Hashirama simply ignored him. The Third and Fourth Hokage found the request reasonable, since Hashirama was the one in control, so they willingly took the barrier down. They had the shinobis from each village bring their tailed beast's sealing container. They warned the Kages to subdue the beast once it gets released. When everything was in control, they all gave Hashirama a confirming nod.
"Alright, Madara," the Senju said. "We'll leave the other part to you. Tell me which hand sign to match with yours, and I'll perform the jutsu alongside you. I should be able to provide enough chakra to benefit the success of this – "
Madara chuckled darkly. Hashirama glanced at him, noticing that something felt off. "Huh? What's wrong?"
"Hashirama…you are…naïve as always!" Hashirama gasped in surprise as he noticed blood dripping down the corner of Madara's tightly shut, right eye.
"You – "
Too late, Hashirama.
"Amaterasu!"Madara's eye opened wide, revealing the spiraled shape of his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, blood dripping down the corner of his eye. Horrendous black flames erupted from the Uchiha and Senju's connected shoulder.
How could you, Madara? I thought…but I can't believe you managed to cut off your chakra flow so naturally and then focus all your energy on that one eye. You really are desperate to live after all…giving up your left arm just to be free, the Senju grinded his teeth, feeling no pain through his reanimated body, but the black flames were also chewing up his body, making his movements inconvenient to guard himself from Madara.
However, Madara was also nearly swallowed by his own flames. Immediately his eye widened further, until he completely extinguished the flames that gnawed his flesh. Blood pooled beneath his missing limb as he felt a sudden dizziness of blood lost, but medical ninjutsu would have to wait for later. At this moment, the battlefield tensed, all eyes focused on him. Tobirama sighed, knowing the outcome of his foolish brother since the beginning. The other two Kages immediately took their stance, prepared to attack Madara. But before they could make another move, Madara activated his other Mangekyo Sharingan, and made eye contact Juubi's single eye. Just like when he manipulated the Kyuubi, the Juubi's pupil contracted, as it drifted into a state of being manipulated. With an atrocious roar, the battlefield once again became hell.
The Fourth Hokage used his body flicker technique and appeared in front of Madara. "You're too slow – "
But the Juubi immediately reacted and split the land in two, resulting in the entire landscape turning into a valley. Madara smirked. "You should take a look at yourself first before judging others."
"Dad!" A new voice echoed from above. Glancing upwards, Madara noticed a flaming bright figure teleport beside the Fourth. Now I have the Kyuubi's vessel and the backups here. Needless, the Sharingan and Rinnegan will suffice for holding them off for some time. After all, I am now only one step away from breaking the world from its pitiful chains.
Naruto faced Madara, anger and disbelief reflected in his eyes. "How could you…the First Hokage trusted you and gave you another chance…how could you do that to him?!"
Madara smiled wickedly. "I held a certain degree of respect for you, child, but there's nothing I could do if you don't understand the purpose of living."
Naruto's Kyuubi cloak blazed. "The only one who doesn't know of living is you! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
What temper, Madara thought, before grabbing his gunbai and blocked three of Naruto's Chōōdama Rasengans, using Uchihagaeshi to defect Naruto's attacks, and throwing him to the end of the valley. By this time, all the Hokage's and Kages have gathered into the pit of the valley. Even Sasuke and Sakura leapt in behind Madara.
"My brother was a fool for putting faith in a traitor, but this is the end of you, Madara." The younger Senju said narrowing his sincere, red eyes at him, as the others along him prepared their attack.
Without pause, Sasuke summoned a partially completely skeletal frame of the Susanoo, before forming the orbs of black flames from Susanoo's third hand into magatama projectiles, and threw them straight at Madara, who managed to block it by immediately summoning his Susanoo. "Enton: Yasaka no Magatama!" Onoki and A stared at Sasuke in dismay, surprised that he was, in fact, helping his enemies. As if we'll forgive you for everything you've done just because you joined our side of the war, Uchiha brat. I'll just jail both you Uchihas! A thought, changing into his lightning release armor, heating up for his attack.
At the other side of the valley, Garaa gathered all the sand he could pull, and with a flick of his fingers, columns of sand erupted upwards from beneath Madara's feet, unexpectedly driving him upwards.
When Madara leapt upwards, seemingly dodging Gaara's attack, the Raikage aims at him from a high vintage point, preparing to land the final, explosive attack. The blue coat of lightning cackled, as the muscular man loomed over his prey, before shouting, "Raigyaku Suihei Choppu!", chopping down horizontally into the Susanoo, until there was a satisfying "crack". All of a sudden, Madara's Susanoo disappeared, either because he has nearly reached his limit, or because A's attack was proven effective enough to utterly shatter the frame.
"Suiton: Suijinchū!" Mei Terumi, the Mizukage shouted, while sending near dense, curved, water torrents from her mouth, forming a strong defensive, defending her team from any attacks the sly Uchiha might return. However, as the smoke cleared, they realized Madara himself was gone. In his place, instead, was a spatter of black substance.
Naruto frowned. "I remember that negative energy coming from that thing…the black, half-person thing that grew roots on the other half and tripped my shadow clone when – "
"Black Zetsu," Mei summarized, thoughtfully placing her chin between her thumb and fist. "He attacked my division when we protected the feudal lords. But why would he – "
The Fourth Hokage chuckled. "He was formed by the wood nature and Yin-Yang energy, which was likely generated from Madara's illusionistic part, which was Madara's will. So then, before the Raikage's final impact, Madara possibly decided to dodge it by managing to switch places with an exact clone that has his chakra, but modified."
Before the others could acknowledge Minato's analytic intelligence, the Third Hokage exclaimed, "Above!"
From high above, the numerous humanoid and animal-like creatures poured in, carrying various weapons of all sizes. The allied-forces grimaced at the sudden increase of enemies.
"Argh…not again!" Sakura complained, but still, she gathered chakra to her right fist. "The Juubi's duplicates!"
"I see," the Kazekage said, swapping the nearest creatures swiftly with the edge of his sand. "Madara switched out quickly so he would get enough time to seal the Juubi into himself. And – I believe he has managed to manipulate the Juubi, therefore, it was his plan all along to get us cornered in the pit of the valley."
"You guys," Naruto said, as he slammed another rasengan into the nearest duplicate. "I'm going up to stop Madara first – after all, he only has one arm. If we defeat him before he seals the Juubi, then the war is over!"
-o0o-
Madara could barely contain his excitement – his pleasure that the world was truly crumbling beneath his fingertips. He stood at the top of the Juubi, controlling its every move and easily manipulated the battlefield. Those fools. They truly underestimated one of the most esteemed and powerful shinobis, especially one who holds both the Sharingan and Rinnegan! Now – I could create a temporary substitution for my left arm using Yin-Yang energy before I could perform the seals…
Using his only hand, the Uchiha reached towards his swollen shoulder and opened his Sharingan. but before he was able to manipulate his wood cells to work with his genjutsu, a sudden pressure was exerted onto his right hand, as he noticed in shock that his arm was being sucked into a swiveling vortex.
It was then, with a sickening snap, his only arm split.
Now both of Madara's limbs were destroyed. His right arm only remained a stud, which was bleeding uncontrollably with no medical ninjutsu to stop it. He body lost so much blood he no longer felt the pain of moving his body. He stared at the man who unraveled himself through his time-space ninjutsu with anger and impatience.
"You're not going anywhere," the copy ninja said, revealing his own, pin-wheeled, Mangekyo Sharingan, but he was not making eye contact. I managed to stop him in time by activating Kamui and dragging in most of his arm, but my main priority now is to separate him from the Juubi. One could only control the Juubi if he has the Sharingan, Rinnegan, and wood cells. So if I take either –then…there is possibility of I send him to my other dimension, and back after we have control over the Juubi.
"I might as well destroy you, and then rip out your "borrowed" Sharingan," Madara threatened, as the Juubi also turned towards the Konoha ninja.
Kakashi care-freely chuckled. "But how will you do that without fingers?"
The Juubi roared, as its roar ripped through its path, towards the silver-haired ninja. He leapt into the air, barely missing the attack. Crouching behind the nearest stone, he covered his Sharingan, preparing to land another Kamui at Madara, who probably thought of his actions as cowardly. However, Kakashi had to wait for his chance, or else Madara would surely dodge it in time.
"Mokuton: Hotei no Jutsu!" a voice hollered from below, as a number of wooden hands from below erupted and restrained the Juubi. Madara didn't seem taken aback or worried by the attack. Instead, he was pleased.
"Ah – Hashirama," he grinned. "I was beginning to wonder if my Amaterasu really killed you that easily. As expected, you never failed my expectations."
Madara still isn't aware that he has already lost the war, Hashirmama sighed. Or maybe he's just too stubborn to acknowledge that fact. "I'm disappointed in you, Madara. You have failed my expectations, and now you really are going to die. This time – by my own hands."
Before Madara could reply, he felt a chakra presence behind him, wielding large amounts of chakra. "I'm going to kick your ass!" a voiced shouted.
Spinning around, Madara saw Naruto use Bijū Rasengan, and he had to detach himself from the Ten Tails in order to dodge the massive attack in time. Damn that Sharingan user…he used up the time I had to seal myself! Now it's only a matter of time before they all return. I might as well activate Susanoo, Madara thought, as he summoned the blue flames of his Susanoo.
Now.
Kakashi opened his scarred eye, revealing his Sharingan before pinpointing it at Madara's Sharingan, which he believed was a worse threat than his Rinnegan at this moment. Madara realized too late that he was being sucked through the space-time ninjutsu, and with his Susanoo not yet complete to interfere, there was nothing he could do.
Yet at the final moment before he was going through the dimensional portal, he used his sole Rinnegan to urge the Juubi to attack the copy ninja. Juubi, destroy him!
"Kakashi-sensei! LOOK OUT!" Naruto shouted, but it was too late. The Juubi roared before lifting up its tremendously large, humanoid hand and clawed Kakashi hard. Kakashi's body immediately went limp as he was forcefully slammed into a nearby flooding river. As his body was embedded into the surrounding water, Kakashi's world disappeared from view.
-o0o-
"Sensei, wake up."
The silver-haired jounin slowly regained conscious, as he felt the throbbing at the back of his head cease, but nonetheless, he was still heavily injured.
"Does you head hurt, sensei?"
Immediately, he felt a pair of hands work on his head, as warm and comforting streams of chakra gathered around his wounds. He felt his pain melt away and his tendons and nasty gashes sealed. He knew that it was his pink-haired pupil healing him, but at this moment, he didn't want anyone with him. Guys…don't…mind me. The Juubi…Madara…the war…
"Don't make that face, Kakashi," a familiar voice told him. "You'll get more wrinkles than when you age."
Something felt strange to Kakashi. Everyone were so calm, as if the war ended –
Kakashi bolted upright, which he immediately regretted when he scars along his spine opened, a jolt of pain spasm through his muscles. A pair of hands held him down.
"Sensei – take it easy, for Kami's sake! There's nothing you need to do now that the war has ended."
As his eyes began to focus, Kakashi finally regained conscious. He stared at his students, Sakura, Naruto, and Sasuke – and his former teacher, Minato. They were all smiling, relieved to see him alright.
"Hey sensei, don't stare at us like that! Don't you remember what happened? You sucked in Madara and then the Juubi revolted and threw you really hard into the river. Luckily you were alive after that attack – wait…sensei…don't tell me you have amnesia!" Naruto said, horrified at the thought.
Oh right…Madara…wait – "Something is wrong."
The other's stared at the jounin, his voice so soft that they thought they mistaken what he said.
"Something is wrong," Kakashi repeated, anxiety getting the better of him.
"What's wrong?" Minato asked, concern written across his face.
"Madara…he's not there."
"Huh? What are you talking about, sensei? We all know you sucked him into – "
"That's what I mean," Kakashi said, finally making eye contact with his ignorant, blond pupil. "He's not there. He's not where I thought I sent him!"
There was dead silence. "Where did you send him then, sensei?"
"I don't know," Kakashi admitted. "I was thinking of sucking him into that secluded dimension until we capture the Juubi, but at the last moment, he struggled and told the Juubi to attack me, so I guess – the Juubi attack me the moment I was sending him to that dimension, which must've disorted the path that I used to teleport him."
"It may have been a good thing, though," a new voice echoed from behind, who turned out to be Gaara, followed by the other Kages. They were all tattered and hurt, but they stood victorious. "The last thing we need is to see him again in this world. If you sent him to a different dimension, then it saves the world plenty more trouble."
"Yeah – the last thing we ever want to see is an Uchiha," the Raikage said, before giving a suggestive glance at Sasuke, who in return, grunted.
"You're a hero, Kakashi," Might Guy appeared beside him, while giving him a thumbs up. "As expected from my rival."
While many people surrounded Kakashi, praising him and cheerfully celebrating in the middle of the battlefield, Hashirama stood beneath a tree, which was lucky enough to not get crushed by the war. The reanimated Senju wore a smile on his face, but it was a sad one. He looked up at the clear, rising moon.
"Madara…you really did it now. Probably it was better for you to get sent to another dimension. Otherwise…I doubt I could've landed the final attack. But whether you live, or die in that other world, you will change its history for sure. And that history itself will repeat."
