Disclamer: Naruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto.


Part I


Prologue

Yõkai, also called Ayakashi, mystical creatures that existed since the dawn of time, feared and hated by humans and labeled as monsters.

In the past there were many hostilities amongst the Yokai of different kinds which caused many losses for them, as well as humans.

For these creatures, deadly fights were a routine, but as time passed it became a chain of hatred and loath which engendered slaughter. On the top of the most deadly clans were the Kitsune's -nine tailed fox- and the Nurarihyon's Hyakki Yako whom were feared for their strength and cruelty.

As these bloodbaths started to decrease the Yokai's number, and the impatience of parties to annihilate each other, they started summoning the Hyakume clan for help which at first helped their fellow yokai, as their ability was to read the future and control one's mind. Time passed, and some started seeing the Hyakume as an enemy ad well as a hindrance -for not everyone could use a Hyakume.

As a result, happened what was now known as the Sixty Days Carnage incident in which most of the Hyakume perished.

To save her gender, the Hyakume no Hime put her clan into a deep sleep from which they would wake up after that dark era ends, but for such a difficult cast and using her hole powers her lifespan was to end. Wanting to keep her clan in the right way she implanted half of her conscience in one of the sleeping Hyakume, one that would inherit her will for peace.

Five hundred and eighty seven years later a young girl woke up from a deep slumber, ignoring that a mere meeting she was to have would be a trigger to an era that would later be known as 'The Rise'

Walking clumsily down a dark alley at night, a seemingly young girl wearing a light pink Furisode and a blue Obi was holding possessively a little tissue bag. Her midnight blue curly hair was way past her back dancing with the light breeze of autumn, her dark eyes and naturally pale skin reflected fatigue.

Not paying attention she stumbled and fell thus losing one of her zori, when she tried reaching it on her knees she saw three shadows standing next to it.

"Well, well, well, what a lovely surprise! Who would've thought we would bump into such a nice girl!"

After a hysterical laugh, the three shadows were distinguished as three middle-aged -seemingly drunk- men. The young maiden fell back and tried to back off but one of them already grabbed her.

"That's not something very clever you know, in this part of the countryside bad things can happen; especially to young innocent girls like you." Mocked the one who held her captive.

"Let me go." She neither asking nor begging, she didn't even seem scared. For the men's surprise she had a bored expression and her tone was a threatening one.

"Hey, hey, I don't think you're in position to ask such a thing!?" Cried one of them as her grabbed her by her thighs and moving up to her buttock, the one who held her hand used his free hand to grab one of her breasts and started molesting it.

"Hey! Move it a have a say on her too you know." The third man growled and trying to make a way for his hand down her intimate place.

Frustration and anger arose in the girl as dark flames started to come out of her body, and suddenly a hound's howling was heard.

Jumping from the dark, a shadow in the speed of sound took down the three men. The maiden was nothing but stunned, then the shadow approached her, trying to find power to get up she ended up losing consciousness.

After finishing his errands and purchases, a young man was walking down the village's market, thinking about a maiden he left sleeping in his bed.


A/N:

First story ever published.

Thank you for reading!