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I DO NOT OWN NARUTO IT'S SUCCESSORS IN ANY SHAPE OR CAPACITY. I ONLY OWN MY FICTITIOUS OC'S.
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Glossary: Scene breaks will be denoted by a line of X's
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I have recently been perusing through the onslaught of FanFiction on this website. I have found myself enamoured in Time-Travel fictions and their possibilities. This is a One-Shot that I had come up with after spending a few days enamoured into one such fiction called "Homeward" by Astroaves, I do recommend a look. I am very tempted to split my thursday Sunday schedule into a Wednesday Sunday schedule and begin writing this in earnest. If that is something you would enjoy then let me know in the review section.
The majority of this fiction will be taking place in the Warring States period. I do hope you find yourself as enamoured as I in this form of fiction as the Warring States Era allows for a more creative flow. In a sense only certain clans or ninja can be pinned down during this time. I do hope you enjoy yourselves through this one-shot.
I will be posting a poll as to if I should make this a weekly feature, such as my Flaming Leaves, or if this will be another option once I have finished with the Flaming series.
Till the epilogue,
~ Ardent Chronicler
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Terror, sheer and insurmountable terror. She gulped looking over the area before her, a sea of dark tents, ninja in uniforms, and green haired white monstrosities. She reactivated her Chakra scalpels and with a wave of her hand she bisected another monstrocity vertically. She felt the heat of the sun on her skin, she wanted nothing more than to find her fellow disciple.
"SAKURA!" She cursed as she spun hearing the shout. She saw the blonde haired and blue eyed Yamanaka heiress screaming and pointing forward. She felt the earth shake underneath her as if the earth itself trembled at the strength the woman had.
"SHANAROOOOOOO!"
She saw her, finally, the pink haired teen flew through the air her fist cocked back as she flung to the ground. Another quake, another groan sounded from the earth below. She took off at a sprint, taking time to slide on her knees and remove a set of legs from two of the white monsters. She stood with a leap and met with a short bump her back to Sakuras.
"Shizune!"
"Sakura, what's the status?"
"We're down most of our fighting force, the medics are being slaughtered, and the wounded are being culled like sheep. We need to push these monsters back!" Sakura wiped the sweat from her brow. She really hated hot weather sometimes and during this type of fight she hated it all the more. She tightened her fists peering, she heard an all to familiar shut and her eyes watered.
"INO!"
Shizune cursed as she spun to see the Yamanaka heir fall to the ground clutching her neck as arterial pressure flooded the ground with blood. The white monstrosity that had blood around its throat smiled the dark red life fluid seeping from between its teeth. Something in her snapped and she began to perform hand signs as quickly as she could.
"SAKURA GET BACK!"
Sakura couldn't think, couldn't feel, she felt the things Naruto had called Zetsu biting chunks of flesh from her and when she had returned from her state she realized, she had walked into the enemies clutches, and now she was dying.
"NO SAKURA!" Shizune's eyes watered and just as her chakra had been about to burst she opened her mouth the light blue cloud burst forth from her mouth. Everything the mist touched began to melt as if touched by acid. Shizune fell to the ground weeping, her hands held upturned as she let out a wail of pain. She had never been that close to Sakura, but she had come to see the little pinkett as a sister, a rival. Sakura was gone, Hinata was somewhere missing, her patients were dead, Ino was dead, her Shishous chakra was extinguished so she was dead. Now it was her turn she supposed. She looked to the devastation of her technique one that was banned even by Tsunade. It was a form of technique loosely based on her uncles Reika no jutsu. Except instead of her soul being ejected and eating away from the inside, this technique vaporizes a portion of her soul and eroded from the outside. She saw nothing had survived save a few stragglers of the white things, they stalked to her like hounds.
"Shit SHIT SHITSHITSHITHITSHIT!" Shizune pounded her fist into the ground, feeling her pinkies metacarpal fracture. She couldn't care less, hugging her hands to her chest to cover her heart she leaned down collapsing in on herself and screamed. She wailed loudly and filled with her pain and dread, she hated this feeling, she wanted it gone. Why wasn't she dead already, why hadn't it been her and not Sakura or Tsunade? Why was she the one trapped here and alive, she hated this, so goddamn much. Shizunes wails of pain resounded loudly and she sobbed for what seemed to be hours, the white things wouldn't even give her the time of day, wouldn't end her misery. Day had turned to night, she could see the darkness as she collapsed on her side, she could barely see the skeleton ten meters from her. She saw the bone scarring on the tibia, the break she had healed when the girl was not even fourteen yet. The first time Sakura had hugged her and thanked her. Shizune felt hollow, she felt dead inside, and she wanted it all to end. She heard footsteps, she did not know when but someone had stopped and crouched in front of her.
"You wish for it all to end?"
She nodded her body too tired to even move to protect herself. She felt her head being moved and she looked into the eyes of someone she would have never seen before.
"I will end your misery child, I will end your suffering of this world. The next you wake, it will be in a world unknown to you. So familiar but foreign, goodbye for now Kato, let your soul wander and be free."
She felt lips on her forehead and she looked into his eyes, the purple ringed eyes.
"You deserve more than this, my descendant. My reincarnation, my sister in this world."
She watched him form hand signs.
"I am Hamura Otsutsuki, and I give you release."
Shizune felt a heat, then nothing. Her vision failed, her heart beat slowed, she felt her heart stop, and that is when she died. Shizune Kato, Age 31, first apprentice of Tsunade of the Densetsu no Sannin. She was the niece of Dan Kato a hero of the Second War, god daughter to Orochimaru, and little known mother to a small boy in the academy named Dan after her uncle. She felt nothing, saw nothing, heard and smelled nothing, tasted nothing. All around her was not just darkness but absence and soon enough she saw white orbs swimming by her. She reached out and her finger brushed a particularly pink one. Shizune nearly recoiled from the giggle that came from it, and all to eerily familiar giggle. One she had heard and shared, it was Sakura's voice.
"Hehehehe, isn't he so cute? Hes your baby boy! What do you want to name him Shizune?"
"Dan." Shizune felt a pulse in the river of lights she flowed across, she felt warmth in her chest, a brightness. She heard words fill her mind, of times and memories she never forgot.
"Ma, Shizune-chan, you know I don't mind watching after my own son."
"Kakashi-kun."
"Nee-chan, nee-chan! I did it Shizune-nee-chan!"
"Ino-chan."
"I love you, my sweet sweet girl."
"Haha."
"It's time Shizune Kato, awaken, awaken and find ourselves a peace. You deserve as much, my reincarnation."
"Hamura." Shizune felt her body being righted in the air, she felt the water ripple, she smelled the salt, the fresh breeze, the pine drifting off in the wind. She opened her eyes, all around her she saw green. Trees that swayed in a breeze that felt safe, it felt normal. She cried tears that should have been gone, all too aware that her family, her friends, her son were gone and dead. She fell to her knees once again, this time her pants got soaked by water, her gloves and the ends of her sleeves the same way. Shizune opened her eyes and looked forward, she saw a never ending expanse of water, the ocean. That wasn't right, she was just in the middle of Kaze no Kuni, how was she on the coast line? Shizune stood, she looked down and saw she was still dressed in her standard issue Konohagakure Kunoichi uniform. Though she noticed she was missing her headband, she looked around frantically, she felt her chest tighten, her heart beat thundering in her chest. She looked out and around and she noticed something, her hair had lost its metallic sheen. She looked down into her reflection on the water and her heart leapt into her throat. Her wrinkles were gone from around her eyes, her skin clear, fair, laking any form of markings. She felt around her body, she removed her flak jacket and long sleeved shirt. It was gone, her scar from her C-section, the only proof of her baby boy, gone. She reclothed and let out a whimper, a cry of heartache for the boy who she had come to love. She needed to be strong, she needed to find out where she was, and where her village was. She needed her son.
"Don't worry Dan, Kaa-san is coming." Shizune steeled her nerves wiping her eyes on her sleeves and looked to the sky. The sun was high in the sky but due to the heat and the dark tone in the horizon, it was evening. She took of running behind her, knowing that it had to be wrong, but why had she been on the eastern coastline. She poured Chakra into her legs forcing her to run faster than ever before.
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It had been hours since she had started running and she came upon an all to familiar sight. Konohagakure Valley, the valley that nestled her home. It was filled with trees and empty, gone were the buildings, the rubble and half crater that remained from Peins all out assault. Her home was gone, her son was gone, and for once in a long time, she felt a pang of regret.
"Did I make a deal with the devil?"
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Now, like I said before, I am thinking of making this a feature of my weekly posts. I will start a poll that will end Thursday night with the next post of Flaming Leaves. If the poll goes through with the idea of adding this story to my weekly postings the schedule shall shift to Sundays and Wednesdays, Sundays for Flaming Leaves and Wednesdays for this fiction. Remember to vote, and till next time,
~ Ardent Chronicler
