A/N: i was just minding my own business at work last night when this started coming to me
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"You want war? Only war?"
Apollyon weakly gazes at the armies waging war with each other in front of her, breathing heavily as she feels life leaving her body.
"All I want," she weakly wheezes out, turning to point at the Orochi, "Is for you to admit what you are. All of you...my...wolves." Apollyon collapses, as her vision fades to black, she hears a voice.
"your not done yet."
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A woman grey haired, aged somewhere in her late forties, yet, despite her heavily scarred body, looks like her early thirties, snaps awake, sweating, muscles clenched like shes waiting for something. It takes a moment for her to gain her bearings and realize where she is. She climbs out of bed and makes her way to the window, gazing at the stars.
"Dammit, not again," she mutters to herself. Knowing sleep will evade her for the rest of the knight night, she opts to take a cold shower. Following the shower, after fixing her long grey hair into a ponytail, she stares at her reflection in the mirror. Staring back at her is the look of a battle scarred warrior. Muscles sculpted for strength, not elegance. Her naked body, rather than being an attractive thin frame with curves many women would die for, is littered with many slash and stab scars. Her face having only a few scattered small scars, with a single large scar crossing diagonally across her face. The steel grey eyes gazing back at her, hardened, not soft, holding the look of one whos seen too many battles.
"Seven years, its been seven years since that day, and it still keeps me up at night. Maybe you should have taken Inoichi up on that offer Kyra," she says to herself. Making her way to her closet, she puts on a simple t-shirt and shorts. Looking to her left, she sees her Jonnin uniform neatly folded up, and right next to it, a sealed safe big enough to fit person standing inside. She stands in front of the safe, staring, long and hard at it. "Not tonight."
She heads back into her room and leans against the windowsill, gazing at the village. 'Konohagakure, the village hidden in the leaves. How I managed to get a place here, I'll never know. Why do I even bother staying here after all thats happened,' she thinks to herself.
"Kaa-san?" a young boys voice call out from behind her.
'Oh, now I remember.' Turning around, she sees a small boy, no older than 4, with spiky blonde hair, tired blue eyes, and whisker marks on his face. This was Naruto Uzumaki, the villages "weapon," their jinchuriki.
"Is something wrong Naruto?" she asks.
"Can't sleep."
"Another nightmare?" He nods, "The same one?" He nods again. "Come here." Naruto shuffles his way over to Kyra and she picks him up, sitting down on a nearby chair with him on her lap.
"Can you tell me a story?" he asks. Kyra sits in thought for a moment.
"Which story would you like to hear?"
"The one about the knights."
"That one again? Are you sure, thats a long one, and you look pretty tired to me."
"No, I'm wide awake." A yawn followed by eye rubbing betrays his words.
"Alright, There was once a warlord named Apollyon. One year, she sent one of her commanders, Holden Cross, to punish a betrayer. There was a warden there, in the way. There are many wardens, this one would prove unique." Kyra had barely started her story and Naruto had already fallen asleep.
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A/N: same deal as my other story, i have no friggen idea where it came from, or how far it will go
