The Third Child

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or any other certain elements from anime to games. I only own my OC-insert.

Warning: Language, Violence, Death, Gore.

Rated: M

This is merely a trial run, if you guys want me to continue this, let me know in the reviews.

and I also made a little fix on where the prologue was supposed to be and among other things.

So, with that, enjoy!

Prologue: The third child is born.

"Ashura, my time is drawing near." Was the voice of a feeble old man lying on his deathbed. Who now has his eyes closed, wearing a white robe that has six magatamas on the collar, with a long beard, pale brown hair that has slightly greyed due to his age.

This is Hagoromo Ootsutsuki, the revered Sage of the six paths.

"Father!" Was the voice of his youngest son who wears a similar robe with six magatama's on his collar, with two wrapped braid locks on his brown hair on each side of his head, with a small goatee.

This is Ashura ootsutsuki, and he was not alone as the other people are behind him with concerns on their faces, clearly relatives as their distraught that he is dying.

Hagoromo was not finished talking. "I was not able to guide this world well." He rasped.

Ashura interjects. "That is not true! We'll pass on your will to many, many people through Ninshu, Father!" He resolutely said.

"But I leave behind some who will not. Indra came by last night." He revealed, much to his son's shock. After he told his son the occurrence, he raised hand that was shaking, taking much effort to do just that.

"Forgive me." He pleaded, Ashura took his hand with his own as the second born speaks. "Father, be at peace. If elder brother's soul will reincarnate over and over again, then so shall mine." He declares with the eyes of determination.

Before anymore words could be said, a new one is heard that brought the chill down their spines, but it is the voice they recognized immediately. "And so too, shall the cycle of war and death to repeat itself in the future, peace will be paved in blood. I have warned you about this before old man." Everyone barred Hagoromo turn to the source of that voice, who they saw left them shocked.

Standing before them is a woman in her mid-twenties, standing at least about 5'8, having long snow-white hair that reaches to the back of her knees with her sideburns tied by blue wrapping bands held by golden strings, white slim eyebrows to indicate her hair is natural, and wearing a headband that has a red bow attached to the back of said headband, the most unnerving would be the red eyes that are slit like a cats, or a demons that have markings underneath her eyes, similar to Indra's but only red. And wearing the most unique set of armor anyone has ever seen.

Having four red plating's on each arm with the top two curved outwards, being held by golden strings, having the same blue and gold lines that circled around the edges of the plates, then wearing a black turtleneck jumpsuit underneath the red collar of the white kimono, concealed by the matching body armor with golden line that on the red jewel, two patches on each shoulder with some kind of symbols no one understands, long sleeves tied by red ropes from the arm joints to the wrists that cover red fingerless gloves.

For the lower parts of her attire, having a blue string tied around her waist that holds two side armor, and further down, on her legs, she wears pants with the white parts on the bottom of her legs that have her upper thighs exposed, having sandals that are slightly high heeled, with ankle guards, said pants is concealed by even more armor plating's, red underneath, and the white out with a symbol that reminds everyone of Indra's sharingan eye. (1)

All in all, she must be the most intimidating person to ever walk around the earth, and this is none other than…

"Durga. Is that you?" Hagoromo asked, both happy and sad, happy because she hasn't seen her for years, sad that this will be the last he will ever see her again.

'Durga' moves closer to him on his left side of the bed, making her armor to rattle with each movement she makes, moving past an old man with a ban on his head. She then moves behind Hagoromo, her hard look softens a bit, as she traces her hands on his hair, making him relax slightly under her ministrations "Yes, it is me old man, I tried to come here as fast as I could, to see you one last time before you pass to the other side." She replies for all to hear.

Hagoromo hums lightly. "I'm glad you came all this way to see me, it's been too long since we last met, yet I feel that you've not aged a bit, why is that? My dear daughter." He inquires.

'Durga' hums in contemplation, leaving everyone with bated breath. "It is because…" and then the screen turns black.

(3rd POV: Flashback: Years earlier)

Silence…

Absolute silence…

She doesn't like it.

Quite the contrary.

Susan loves it.

Nothing but the void is what greets her after she died, if one asks, how did she die? She will tell you with a straight face that she was pushed off the edge in an underground subway station, get hit by a train in a timely manner, the sound of screams was the only thing she heard, and she can assure you it was no accident.

It was on purpose.

To go back a little further, she has always been a smart girl, even at a young age, when her parents discovered this, she was enrolled to school early, moving on to high school, then all the way up to College, she made many teachers proud to have a smart child like her.

Of course after good. comes the bad.

many of her fellow students always look at her with barely concealed envy, accusing her as a teachers pet, always so eager to please them and her parents like the ideal child she is, leaving little to no friends at all, she didn't want them either, not out of being anti-social, but rather being an introverted person by nature.

But they are wrong on all accounts, because in truth, Susan works very hard where she is today, she forced herself to apply everything on herself, and only for herself, her parents do not care for her, living with a rich family like hers, and you get the idea of stereotypical rich assholes, but she would never say it flat out on that last part in front of their faces.

One day however, she was invited to abroad, to go outside of America, she accepted it of course, because they are riding on a plane from the united states to. Can you guess the only place that was called the land of the rising sun?

Here's a hint, it was Japan.

She was among other students that enroll in college, being in her second year, many volunteered to go rather eagerly, Susan was excited too, but had enough restraint not to show it, the young woman was introvert as mentioned, but it doesn't take a genius to know she was vibrating in her seat in a positive way.

And one long plane ride later, they landed in into the most beautiful place in her eyes, Susan stayed close with the other students with their teacher leading the way, for a couple of days we stayed enjoying the sites and places we go to, even buy stuff from other stores, mostly anime, let it never be said that Susan doesn't have a hobby outside of work, she is a bit of an otaku. Okay, she's a hardcore otaku, she likes Japan for their anime, but doesn't mean she can't enjoy the wonders that Japan can offer.

'But sadly, all good things come to an end.' Susan thought morosely.

In the last day before we head back to America, everyone decided to return to their assigned hotel via underground subway station as the distance was far, she was unknowingly unlucky enough to be in the front. And one female college student, named Alice had an evil bone in her body, due to her nasty streak in conspiring against other people, on the outside, she is like one of those popular girls that could accomplish anything, high on the social ladder, and never looked like she could hurt anybody.

But that can't be far from the truth as the dark side of Alice involves selling drugs at night, ruining other people's lives with either blackmail or threatening to have them under arrest, and leaving everyone none the wiser, your typical problem student with some criminal elements.

She heard that her father is also a cop, and a 'daddy's girl', so it's no surprise why she manages to get away with it most of the time.

For Susan, that girl hate's her entire existence, plain and simple, Susan doesn't understand where this hatred stems from, out of jealousy like so many others is what she suspects, but she doesn't care knowing that it will lead to unneeded trouble on her end, thus ignoring her entirely.

Which will be her own undoing as the girl took this opportunity to get at Susan, regardless if anyone is watching or not, she suspects that she was drinking alcohol, college students are commonly comprised of adults, thus legal to drink, and Japan has an age limit of twenty, with her fellow classmates already reached passed it, so it's not farfetched if some of them wanted to try sake or anything that one finds only in Japan.

And thus, what become an eventful time in Japan, lead to bone-chilling horror as everyone bared witness to Susan's demise by a speeding train that was heading to a different destination that is not theirs, a flash of pain hit her full force, but it was only for a second before everything went black, and silence soon after.

And now, her she is, nothing but the sound of her thoughts. It's the only power she even has here, she can't move, can't see, and can feel only the cold that this place has over her, countless other people would love the warmth the sun gives them, but Susan however, has always seen a certain allure the cold of certain kinds have to offer her, mainly the winter and raining seasons.

The darkness such as the one she is in has always been viewed as a bad thing by many, probably because that they fear the unknown but if you ask the recently deceased soul no more in a ripe age of 22 years old, she has always the darkness to be considered-in her opinion-a safe haven for those who were cast aside by those who had a 'brighter future'.

But for her, she is one of those who's 'brighter future' has been taken away from, thus the result of one slightly drunk Alice to commit murder out of jealousy, on Japanese soil no less, there is no way her killer is going to get away from this one, Susan doubts Alice's dad is going to be able to help her as they are too far apart, granted, she might not know how Japan deals with criminals of any kind, but no doubt their criminal justice system is a little different then America's in how they treat them.

And whether Alice survives through this or not is something she will never know, but she is fine with that, she also doubts that her parents wont stand for this either, although something tells her that it is not out of love, but rather losing their golden cow to get even more rich.

'Damn rich people.' She remarked spitefully in her head.

'But that's okay, because I find this place much more soothing, no responsibility, no punishment, no reward, no salvation, or damnation, heaven or hell, just pure silence, it sounds… so nice actually.' Susan thought as she floats in the void in content, if she could smile, she would have, while she, like everyone else, fears death. And only an idiot would say they don't. it is a primal fear, a natural fear.

Everyone fears death, but it is the unknown that people fear just as much, no one knows of what happens when they die, hence why they are afraid of dying, and many people prefer to live.

But Susan thinks differently. She has always considers life as an ugly beast, concealed by the most beautiful of lies, while she finds peace in death because it whispers nothing but truths, even if they were harsh, but she accepts them all the same.

That is why, for a long period of time, she begins to like this place more and more, a place where she can finally find rest.

Where the very edge of the abyss is her one, and only true companion.

Until a beat was heard throughout the vast darkness, making her mind freeze, then another beat was heard again, and again, and again, like those drum sounds from slender the eight pages, the page one and two version theme, making it like a slow heartbeat sound.

Without warning, the noise stops, making her be on guard, not dropping it for even a second, even though she cant move, until a twinkle of green light appears, ever so slowly, it grows to noticeable levels.

And out from that light came something that looks similar to the life stream from final fantasy VII, but a little different, she snaps to reality as several tendrils brush themselves against her arms, her cheeks, and legs, like a cat would, before they grab her by the stomach and her limbs, very gently, almost as if she were the most fragile thing to hold.

And they are pulling her towards the light.

Realizing what's happening, she tried to struggle, and she is surprised she can move again, tears well up in her eyes, that she can't escape from them.

"Don't, let me go, I dont want to leave, I just found my peace in this darkness, I dont want to leave it here, I can now finally rest away from everything that has happen in my life, so stop."

Her plea was left unheard, thus she struggles with all her might.

"Don't do this."

Again they paid no heed.

"PLEAS STOP!" Was her final, desperate cry as her tears come in full force, knowing the despair and hopelessness eating her away at her soul, but she struggled against grip.

As she became close to the light, what then came next was…

"Do not cry, my dear child."

A voice?

Yes, a voice, she is hearing a voice, an ancient voice at that! But she can't discern where it's coming from.

"Lay your fears to rest."

The more she hears it, the more relaxed she is becoming from how it sounds so soothing, and oh so motherly, her struggling became less and less, until finally, she stops altogether, laying limp, but a hiccup erupts from her throat on occasions, but otherwise, she stayed silent.

"Entrust yourself to my loving embrace."

Susan sniffed and hiccupped some more, behaving like a child for the first time, something she never had the chance to be, this voice compels her so, as smaller tendrils tenderly wiped off the tears out of her eyes as the bigger ones wrapped themselves around her, like a cocoon, unknowingly making herself go into a fetal position inside.

"And receive the one thing you were never given your whole life, one, that only I can give."

Susan closes her eyes as a lullaby reaches her ears, lulling her to sleep, giving all her trust to the voice.

"The love of a mother."

It was not long before the cocoon that holds the slumbering Susan was then engulfed by the light, it then vanished, leaving the darkness behind.

"We will meet again soon my dear, so please, wait for me."

(Unknown amount of time later)

She couldn't think straight because she lost all senses, this lead her to wriggle impulsively, this behavior kept going until, something, or possibly someone picked her up, she tried to wiggle her way out of their hold, she soon stopped seeing as there is no way out of it, plus a comforting, masculine voice calmed her down.

"Shhh. it's alright little one, no harm will come to you." The voice promised, and for some reason, Susan believed them, so she stayed still for awhile as she listens to the voice, and as well as his heartbeat as he holds her closely to his chest, with overwhelming curiosity, she now at last tries to open her eyes, she blinks a couple of times to adjusts to the light blinding her.

Once she got that down, she looked around, noting everything with surprising amount of clarity for one so young, the room is nothing special, just a square room with little next to nothing, in other words, it was completely bland, she continued to look around until a chuckle reached her ears, looking up at the source, only to freeze.

For she sees a man with a pale brown, long ass beard that would give master Pai Mei from Kill bill a run for his money, with matching hair with two bangs spiking up like horns, alongside with two actual horns spiked upwards, many deep wrinkles, but the one thing that caught her attention was the very thing shut down her mind, the one thing she is very damn familiar with, one that triggered her memories.

The Samsara eyes, the eyes of god, the eyes that walk the borders of life and death, but the most common name?

The Rinnegan.

It then clicked everything together in her mind as to where she is.

'I have been reborn in the naruto-verse, and most likely born as the daughter of the Sage of the six paths himself, Hagoromo Ootsutsuki.' Susan thought. With that piece of information, she did the only thing that any logical person would do.

And that is by crying, not caring for the man's now revealed identity's confused and concerned face as he tries to calm her down again, with little success.

(To Be Continued)

And that's all folks, if you guys like this story, let me know on the reviews. And don't be afraid to PMS me if you have any ideas or suggestions to make.

I know that this is short compared to my other stories, but this is called a trial run, and a prologue for a reason, so intentionally made it short, but I will make it up to you guys with chapter 1, promise.

(1) As for the attire 'Durga' was wearing? -who you no doubt guess who that is by now- well, to help you fit the pieces together, it is supposed to be the 2nd stage armor that Archer Inferno Tomoe Gozen from Fate: Grand Order wears, since her armor was similar to the ones those in the Naruto-verse wears, specifically the Senju and the uchiha wearing armor to some extent, as well as Indra's during his fight with Ashura, whether it was a good idea to add Tomoe Gozen's armor or not since I find it as a underrated battle attire in all of Fanfiction is up in the air, but my decision regardless people.

And instead of the sword and spear, I will replace the spear with another sword, what sword is it? I won't tell you just yet, but needless to say, it is my most ideal weapon ever.

But until then. Tootaloo! (Vajra jumps out the open 50 story window, screaming SUBALUWA as he lands, causing a crater, then ran like hell as if the devil was breathing heavily on his ass.)