Angel Wings

Summary: Naruto did have a choice to have the Kyuubi sealed in him. So what happens when he forgets the reason he said yes? He must travel the world with the other Jinchuriki to find his lost reason and his memories from his past life as the angels they all truly are.

Prologue

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It is not known precisely where angels dwell - whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode. ~Voltaire
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The nine white robed angels all knelt in a line before a figure made entirely of white light that fell apart into the spectrum of the rainbow where it hit the surroundings at the perfect angle.

"Kami-Sama," the first and eldest of the angels spoke out to the enthroned God, "we have made our decision." A wave of sadness seemed to roll off the God and the light dimmed a little. "We have come to agreement that we will go ahead with the plan… All of us have, as individuals." At this everyone went sent a silent sorrow filled glance at the two youngest angels amongst them.

The very youngest was a golden haired child with pure white wings protruding from his back. He wore the same white robe that were used on formal occasions as the other angels, but his was oversized and hung off his small form making his unhealthy skinniness terrifyingly obvious to those who were unused to him. He stood amongst the others making him of a similar height to his peers in the line who knelt.

The second youngest, who also stood, beside the blonde had flame red hair cut short and had strange pale green eyes that complimented the fieriness of the mop on his head. His pale left hand was entwined in the tanned right of the blonde's in support and he also wore the formal white robe, but black wings extended from his upper back, dark as midnight.

Among angels, wings were held in high esteem as the colour of an angel's wings revealed their jobs trusted to them by Kami. All of the angels present had pure colours with no others blended in. This was highly unusual, for it was almost unheard of that an angel was so suited to the job that they partook in no other role from time to time.

However these were not just any angels. These were beings that were favoured by the God and stood under only her in power. These were the nine angels of authority, and each of them stood at the top of their jobs, organising and caring for both the angels below them in rank and the ordinary souls that came to their world on a daily basis.

The common wing colours were grey, ginger, turquoise, pearl, red and brown, as the jobs they accompanied suited most people and often there were many souls who worked in two or three of these sectors, as it was average for them to have a mix of two or sometimes more of the colours within their wings. This assigned them as members to the different 'families'.

Grey wings belonged to an Angel of Judgement. These angels had to judge every act of the souls on earth as either being good or evil, black and white, and there was no room for grey, which was truly ironic in light of their wing colour. These angels could decide whether a soul could be transferred to God's realm, and they had to make their decision before any demons got to an innocent soul first.

Angels with brown wings were messengers of the other angels and Kami, taking messages to and from them, and, from time to time, also to the living on earth, usually in dreams but on occasion they were allowed to reveal their forms.

The other colours consisted of white, black and gold and it was unheard of for an angel to be a cross between any of these rarer colours. White was the colour given to Guardian Angels who were most caring and gentle, and their jobs, traditionally, were to care for the living souls who led the toughest of lives. They often also continued to take care of them in the afterlife until they were settled.

Black wings indicated an Angel of Death who collected the souls of those who were dying, and delivered them to the next world that all angels called home. They were the only angels with the power to transfer a soul from the living world to God's realm.

The angels with golden wings were perhaps the rarest among them all. After all it was near impossible to find a warrior who was also pure of heart (as all angels must be untainted). An angel with golden wings was known as an Angel Warrior and when they were all brought together God's Army was recognized as the most powerful and fearful sight in all the worlds. Of course no one could remember a time when the force had been utilised, so they all deferred to the other families that their wing colours assigned them to until a time came of which they were needed to fight.

The youngest two of the angels present were well loved throughout the whole of Kami's realm and had won over everyone's hearts with their honest kindness and the serenity and life they brought to those around them. In truth, all of the nine leaders of their families were cherished in everyone's hearts for their courage, kindness, loyalty and overall love for everyone and thing God had ever created. This was why Kami would be eternally sorrowful for the sacrifice they were all agreeing to make.

The nine of them were going to sacrifice their angel statuses to be reincarnated into their next lives on earth. Not only that, but they would spend these lives in misery, as outcasts hated and despised by everyone they would ever meet. They would live these wretched lives all in the name of protecting humanity from the evil they called the Biju. Their lives would be lived as Jinchuriki, cursed children with cursed fates; Children who should be praised for becoming the prisons of the terrifying demons, but would instead be feared and despised above all else.

This was a decision they had each come to.

Each with their own strong and sound reasons and resolves.

Their God sighed.
"Then know this: when each of your times come, you leave with my blessings. But not only that. I shall also grant each of you a gift. You shall all remember this life, so as not one of your hearts will falter as you all stay strong with all your reasons for the pain you must endure. This is the gift I will bestow on each of you when the time comes…"

(26 years later)

The child with golden hair looked up, startled. The young fox cub in his arms also looking in the same direction, fear growing within its small form and it shook. The boy with the pure white wings rose.

"It is fine." He whispered. "Twenty six years since the first of us left. And now I, the last, will complete this… this act to save them all." Gently he placed the cub on the ground beside a bush, where the animal spirit hid amongst the roots still trembling over the power radiating from earth. The boy with the azure blue eyes that were a truer blue that the most beautiful summer's sky, knelt in front of the fox. "Thank you. I was lonely for the last few months… since Gaara left. You stayed by my side. Thank you."

"Naruto…!" The voice of Kami echoed throughout his lands. "You must come to me quick, there is no time. The plan… someone has interfered!" However the boy continued to stare into the distance.

"Oh, Kami, it's too late." He paused. "I love you Kami." He finally said, turning back to face the throne in the distance as he let himself fade and a single tear dripped down his cheek and from his chin onto the bush that immediately bloomed into full flower.

"NARUTO!" The God cried out, but the boy was gone.