Hey, this is the rewritten version of the prologue, I hope you enjoy it!
Summary: In which, Giotto and Nana's gene's mixed to make a killer combination, Namimori is full of potential, Mafia rejects, Hidden flame users and retired assassins and Vongola find themselves in a bit of a pickle. Smart and strong Tsuna, BAMF Nana and oc's.
KHR does not belong to me but to Akira Amano.
On the surface, Namimori seemed like a quaint little town that was all things peaceful and sunny. When walking into Namimori, one would be a little surprised about how big the town actually was. Other than that though, there were no more surprises. The town seemed to ooze happiness with it's warmly coloured houses, all in a row like books on a shelf and it's neatly trimmed hedges, sprouting flowers that attracted humming bees and fluttering butterflies. The people were blissfully happy with chatty housewives, boisterous store owners and pleasant old women who fed ducks amongst the lake, laugh lines in their already cracked faces.
Of course, they would never truly realize the depth to this quaint, peaceful and otherwise nondescript town that radiated joy like a heater on overdrive. Not until it was too late of course. For whatever reason, someone of a an unsavoury background, like the undeworld, would walk into the town and they would fall for it's simplistic if not cheesy charm, and when they became to realize something was wrong, well, let's just say, they never came back out. Unscathed at least.
The truth was something along the lines of this:
Namimori was not an innocent town filled with ordinary and slightly naive citizens. It might have been like that a long time ago, and they may have tried to fool themselves into believing that themselves for a time. The Mafia may have forgotten, but they never did.
Most of them came from some kind of Mafia or Yakuza background and most of them had flames, passed down onto them by their predecessors. Many assassins retired here, the one place that nobody would find them. The town was filled with people rejected from the vile mouth of the Mafia and they either fit in with their new life or got dragged down into the dark corners of Namimori. As it was, grudges from long ago could come back with a vengeance should the Mafia step their feet over the thick line they set out.
Things started to rise when the people realized their territory was being encroached on. It wasn't just the Hibari's that were possessive of their land, and there was a rumble of unease amongst the people that could be felt by everyone. There were Mafia men sent to spy, guard and keep and eye on them, staining the footpaths and the trees with their unwelcome taint. The people silently seethed.
The Yakuza was already becoming a problem, thugs that had inexplicably grown in their peaceful town. They hadn't done anything serious yet, unknowingly stepping back due to the constricting nature of the town that was unexpected of such a seemingly welcome place. But it still irritated the populace with their lingering stench of underworld corruption.
The final straw might have been the attacks on the one and only Tsunayoshi Sawada. A child was being targeted, a child. Cords snapped within the people, spikes and flares of anger rose amongst them like a pack of lions whose cubs had just been attacked. It finally went downhill when the little boy's friend was attacked, and Tsuna beat the attacker down.
Tsuna had Sky flames, powerful sky flames. Even as a child he was a captivating sky and not even the seal could keep them at bay. He had a resolution, a will and the people followed.
Family was gathered, favours called in, new systems set up, new patrols, new curriculum's at schools as the people organised and planned. Those who felt they were betrayed or damaged by the Mafia, were welcomed with open arms and embraced into their society. The Mafia had, as some would say, fucked up.
This exact phrasing could be said for a certain CEDEF leader named Iemitsu. The man, while powerful and occasionally intelligent when it came to his job, was a complete idiot. He did not notice the underlying hostility of the town nor did he bother to really look into his wife's past. He made a mistake in coming to Namimori and Marrying Nana Shirai.
He thought her to be a delicate woman, unstained by the grime of the world and someone who would rely on him like he was her only constant. He never truly realized what he had married and what he had created with her. The mixing of two powerful and dangerous, yet delicate and kind people had created something Iemitsu would have never imagined.
This was the story of their Upheaval.
So, how was that, tell me what you think. Criticism is welcome.