Prologue


"Live may go on. But there is always something new that's about to begin in it" –Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage


Dawn. The sun was rising above the horizon. But no one could see this magnificent sight. The rain clouds covered the sky. It wasn't a downpour, but it was still raining heavily. The river looked like a broken mirror because of it, despite the locals calling it the perfect mirror.

A lone figure ran along it. He was running at his top speed. He was running for nearly 30 minutes. His pursuers were tired. Not many were able to keep on running. Most of these guys were rogue ninja. They were not about to let this guy get away. But they had to admit it. That guy had a hell of stamina.

One guy released an arrow. He missed. The runaway kept running. He looked around to find of the ninja members preparing a jutsu. It was an earth jutsu. Before him there was a mud trap. He jumped over it. With his cloak on, the man looked like a bat. He landed on the branch and started to leap. He was not going to give up that easily. Two more arrows were shot at him. One hit him. He was furious now. That was a third one that hit him. Once he jumped, he turned in mid air and threw some kunai and shuriken. The gang took cover, allowing the man to increase the distance between them. He was now jumping from one stone to another, crossing the river.

"Hurry up, you idiots." A large man, who, in short, looked like a bear crossed with a gorilla ordered. "If he gets to the other side of the damn river we'll loose him."

The earth style user made another attempt, signaling the bowman to fire. The missile flew. It didn't hit the man. But it distracted him.

And that's all he needed.

"Earth Style: Monkey King's Prison!" he called. Soon enough, the man found his limbs caught in two pillars. He struggled a bit, but couldn't get free.

"We caught him!" one of the men shouted happily. "We finally caught that son of a b***h!"

"Now let's collect ourselves that bounty for your head." The boss said, hitting the man in the face. "Get the wagon here!" he ordered.

Far in the distance there was a storm. Something told the runaway that this merely the sign. Soon, something terrible was about to happen.


A./N.: So begins the new arc. I'll try to write it better than the previous fics. Wish me some luck, you guys. Thanks.