Author's Note: Hey guys! I have started another story. Yay! I'm a little rusty on my mythology. So please bare with me. I will be writing this about the Naruto Characters as Gods, angels, and demons. The story will be a little different from the Myths I'm sure you all know..but I hope you like it. I will be trying to update between two stories. So please don't give up one me.

In Italic will be flashbacks(memories), dreams and thoughts.

I will also be using words from other languages I will put the word and their meanings at the top. Well now that I'm done rambling let's begin.

At the time

it was nothing, but a myth

it was a fairy tale,

told to children who refused to sleep,

now here I find myself thrown off balance,

my world entirely shattering

I was no longer Sakura Haruno,

Daughter of Mebuki and Kizashi, instead

I was Persephone

the goddess of spring

the one who gave life instead of death,

Yet all this did not make sense…

but neither did the gargoyles attacking me

so it sort of an answer to my question….

Prologue:

He was fire, and she was ice. He was violence, and she was peace. She was Persephone the essence of spring, the only daughter of Zeus and Demeter the goddess of grain, agriculture, and fertility. Persephone was an innocent maiden, a virgin who loved to play in the fields where eternal springtime reigned, she was also known as the goddess of life, and just like her mother she was quite a lovely sight. Her hair was a soft pink curling at the tip of her hips. Her face was heart shaped, her eyes a deep green, her skin was fair, and her figure of an hourglass. Her voice was soft and alluring yet she did not know. Her voice rivaled that of a deceptive siren. She was quite the sinful desire. Perhaps this is why he set his eyes solely on her. She was the snow white lamb both Zeus and Apollo followed. She was the only thing out of his reach, and if death wanted to taint. He would.

Persephone showed mercy, she longed to preserve life...while he only knew cruelty this was one of their many differences. He loved to kill. He loved slicing his blade against their necks. He loved it when the light faded from their eyes, but what he loved most of all was when the thick warm liquid soiled the place where life would once more begin.

Her forests were the best the Gods had ever seen. Flowers of all kinds blossomed in various colors, they never died for the love of the maiden kept them blooming, not only did the flowers live long, but animals of all kind lived amongst the trees. Yet only she could enter her forest after many tried to burn it down. Yet despite that she held no grudge, but to protect her sanctuary she placed a rule into play. She wouldn't allow any trespassers by. She only let a select few enter her forest if she deemed them free of any malicious intent. She meant no harm, but he did.

Her counter opposite was the young prince of the Underworld. He was Hades the God of death. His beauty rivaled that of Hercules, and any God or demi-god. He put Adonis to shame. His jaw was strong, his cheekbones high, an aristocratic nose, his eyes were endless pools of black with small specks of gray and purple clashing among one another all while circling his pupil, giving him a captivating gaze, his body was of steel. Not an ounce of fat could be seen on his flesh. Not one blemish was in sight.

He was lean but strong.

Enchanting but deadly.

With a swipe of his hand, one would die.

His power rivaled that of Zeus.

Hades ruled the dead, assisted by his clan. The House of Hades was described as gruesome place though no one dared to go into the depths of hell to see if it were true. He cared little about what happened in the Upper world, as his primary attention was ensuring that none of his subjects ever left. He was the Unseen one who saw everything without being detected. His wrath was terrifying. For he spared no one who crossed him or dared to leave his realm before their time was due. Yet his mercy for Persephone was often thrown in his face. Yet many believed it was due to his father being king. His father who had made a treaty with Zeus and his people.

He was the youngest in his clan. Yet chosen to rule by the skulls of death yet his father would not permit it until he was of age. So instead he was told to assist his older brother. Whom loved him but hated. At times he would venture to the land of the living gods. Neglecting his princely duties he went to meet with Apollo his long time friend of the Upper Realm. Yet this past was nothing but a myth, they were lost memories that were wiped and long forgotten.

They were gods and goddess.

Yet no knowledge of that information was known.

For they could not recall who they were before and they recall nothing of one another. Now on earth, they will learn the truth. Their powers will be revealed. Wars will begin to stir. Treaties will be broken, miscommunication will begin to arise suspicion, Gods will be enraged. Lives will be sacrificed. The clan of the dead will be collecting souls, and planning an attack, lives will blossom for each one taken. Allies will be made, enemies will have missions.

All while trying to save one another they must bring peace. They must put aside their differences to enter the land of the Immortal Gods. For that is where they belong, and that is where peace will once again begin. Will love blossom between the Uchiha, and Senju Clan. Only Aphrodite knows. They were Yin and Yang after all. And they will always find each other. No matter the obstacles.

Author's Note: I hope you guys like Sakura's thoughts in the beginning. I will be adding these to every chapter. Now the next chapter will be up soon. Thanks for reading.