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I do NOT own Naruto in any way or shape or form! Everything bar my own jutsu creations and OCs are the producers/ writers/ artist's (and the rest of them lot's) work.

But anyways, this is my first Naruto Fanfic and I hope to please many peeps with this little bit of work =]

I Myself have been working on quite a few things over the past few weeks, but im going to be starting college soon so I might not get updated as often as I would like to to be honest.

Important story note!

This is basically a rushed chapter, and it is kinda short, but live with please? Just because my first chap isn't too long doesn't mean I wont be working on extreme length with the rest of it. And when im done after a while im going to go back and improve it all again.

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Enter! The Stranger!

Chapter one

The beginning.

He walked through the vast system of tunnels, listening out for anything as he walked along in near darkness. The only thing lighting his way being a strange blue light emanating from his own body. He looked at it in awe and wondered what caused him to dream about him being coated in a harmless blue fire. But he quickly shrugged it off and continued to walk through a tunnel until he came to a crossroads which branched off to the right and one to the left of him. He looked left and saw nothing but darkness, and then he looked off to his right and noticed that this path was lit by a bunch of strange orange glowing crystals. So at his will (Or at what he thought was his will) the blue flame-like substance enveloping his body disappeared and the orange crystals seemed to pulsate very brightly before returning to their previous state. He cautiously walked down the tunnel, taking his time to hear slight scuffling noises coming from further down the tunnel.

After what seemed like half an hour or so of walking, the tunnel started to widen slightly before opening into a large dome-shaped cavern. But the further he stepped into the room, the darker it got. But as he walked closer so the darkness he could make out stalactites and stalagmites coming down from the ceiling and up from the floor to form what looked like a set of predators teeth. Not to mention that they held a slightly orange glow to them.

Eventually he came rather close, he was about an arms length away from the strange rock formation when he reached out to touch them. When his palm touched the cold, hard surface of the strange rock it then began to pulsate slightly and then suddenly it gave out a blinding orange colored light that blinded him for a second before the light died down and before he knew what happened he had trouble breathing and felt something around his neck. He looked down once his vision had came back slightly sharper and saw there was a clawed hand around his throat, gripping it tightly.

'Ack…what the?' He breathed out through clenched teeth. 'What the hell…..is going on?' He said again, but this time slightly less audible to any humans ears.

He began sweating furiously, and he could feel his breath leaving him and the only thing keeping him awake was the slight adrenaline rush coursing through him. He took another look at the hand and saw it was sickly Grey in color with a splotch or two of what seemed to be dirt, clinging to the deathly pale skin of the hand. The claws in mention were about 2 – 4 inches long, but were not cutting his throat to shreds, which looked like that was what they were intended for in the first place.

He then looked up to see if he could see what the hand belonged to, and what he saw was just an arm covered in a white colored sleeve, which resembled a robe that a priest would wear. But this had strange markings along the top of it, an they looked like some freaky sort of symbolic language (Which possibly meant it was rather old) and then he noticed he could not see any further than most the way up the weak-looking-but-surprisingly-strong arm. But after squinting his eyes in the dark for a bit a pair of pure orange eyes burst through the darkness and then he suddenly felt himself being let go as the arm and clawed hand withdrew back behind the strange rocks and he tumbled to the ground and landed o his knees with deep, raspy breaths as he struggled to keep his consciousness.

'What the hell are you?' He said just loud enough for whatever, or who-ever it was on the other side to hear him clearly.

'Hmmmmm…good question, but I am far to tired to answer that. Come back when you have more understanding of yourself. Let's just say…' Then a wide grin appeared on the blanket of darkness showing rows of razor sharp teeth chewing on a needle of some sorts, and it was small, thin but looked pretty sturdy. 'That I am very old, very powerful, very tired and vvveeerrryyy bored being! Now I shall now send you back to your 'real' world, and in due time I will probably talk to you or some shizz like that. Catch ya later!'

Then he swore he heard laughing as his vision suddenly began to blur and spin out of control, and then he closed his eyes tightly and waited for the nightmare to end. But when he opened his eyes he found himself staring at a familiar sight. The poster taped to his bedroom ceiling above his bed. The face of Dave Draiman from the band disturbed looking at him with a hard-assed glare.

'Dam that was a freaky ass dream..or nightmare..or….what the hell why do I even care? What time is it anyways.' He said tiredly, looking to his side to see the red display flashing the time of 07.37AM at him.

As he got up and walked towards the adjoining bathroom, he had no idea that a small black square had formed on his chest during his time asleep. So what he thought was a dream/ nightmare….

Was actually the start of an adventure like any other…..


Chapter Summary

Well I think that went well enough. I know there wasn't much in the way of talkey-talk-talking but I couldn't be bothered.

So this chapter was rushed a bit I know. But I had to finish it now because I want to get it uploaded to the site before my internet gets cut out.

Peace out from me till next time!

Boo-aha!