A/N: First story here, read an absurd amount of Fanfiction I've lost count quite a while ago. Thought, that I would give writing one for a change. So here you have it, my prologue to my SI-OC insertion fanfiction of one who becomes Ryu Kurama. The very same clan that specializes in genjutsu, that resides in the hidden leaf village. Don't think anyone's used this clan for a SI-OC fanfiction. Now get to reading the dang story!

Prologue

It happened so fast, I had barely had the time to be able to comprehend it. I was shot what seemed like, 16 times. He unloaded his entire clip of some sort of an automatic gun. I suppose, it's what I get from… well, trying to kick someone where the sun ain't shining, yeah you heard me.

Now let's recap shall we, I'm a student at a local high school, I was to get groceries on my way back home, and to be honest I completely forgot to bring any cash with me on my way to school. This was the situation that made me head towards the bank.

And of course, just a few minutes after I walked in, a bank robbery just had to occur. Truly I hate my luck, not that I have much of it anyways.

The robbers looked like well... your typical robbers, wearing the black face mask thingy and holding guns. At first the 3 of them walked in without a care in the world, suddenly pulling out their guns and pointing them in the general direction of well, everyone.

People started cowering on the floors, I had nothing else better to do, and so I did the most logical thing one could have done in my position. As soon as they had turned their back towards me I charged straight at em. I figured if I could hit em where the sun doesn't shine, I'd be able to do something at the very least.

And so I enacted my plan, can you guess what happened? I landed the kick turns out the guy wasn't, really a guy, the situation turned awkward right then and there. Turning around they unloaded their whole clip on me, thinking back on it not one of my brightest moments heh, heh, heh...

Now I'm here dying on the floor, seriously how long does it take for one person to die, I was shot for god's sakes! Well to be fair in reality it probably didn't take all that long, but for me well, you could say I was waiting to embrace the cold heartless feel of death wait a second, scratch that, LIKE HELL I'M READY TO DIE!

Alas, things like this really aren't in our control, and so, I died just like that. Now I was never really a religious person, even though I still believed that there was some sort of… a higher power above myself, and so I believed in some sort of heaven or hell, kind of afterlife.

And so I waited, waited and waited, however nothing seemed to happen. It was simply pitch black, the same as when I closed my eyes for the last time. I don't know how long I stayed in that darkness that was my world. Eventually I felt something, I was getting pushed, and it was as if I was being thrown down a garbage shoot, yet more slimy and dark. Light hit my eyes so suddenly temporally blinding me, not that I could see much other than blurry shapes and motion anyways, I could also hear what seemed like my own wailing. To sum it up, birth truly is a traumatic experience.

I was then lifted in the air by what looked like a stern man, he then spoke "Kurama Ryu" while looking at me lovingly, which seemed out of place on his stern face.

At that moment I panicked as I made the obvious conclusion, what else could I have done? My existence was just renewed once again as Kurama Ryu, a good thing? I think not.

A/N: like it, hate it? Let me know so I may improve on it in the future!

(Omake)

And so I enacted my plan, can you guess what happened? I landed the kick, poor guy fell down clutching his unmentionables, he, he. I took his gun looked at it, nodded, lifted it up, I twirled around while pressing the trigger. I looked around, turns out I shot every single person in the bank while getting lost in the moment. I dropped the gun, I walked outside of the bank like nothing happened. Not that anything did, right?