Sup everybody! the0espada here! I know I've been gone for a long time. But I've just been super busy with, y'know, REAL LIFE. Well, this is a new thing that I decided to do to help satiate my muse. Some of you out there suffer from an overactive imagination, like me, and just want to write down all of your story ideas, but can't because you just can't focus on just one. My solution to this is, well, a CAVALCADE!

Basically, every time I get a story idea I think is good, I'll write the first chapter for it and post it here. Then you, my dear readers, can check out these ideas and perhaps take one on as a challenge! I can't work on any of these stories right now, but that doesn't mean I don't want to see them done. It's pretty much a series of challenges for you guys! You guys don't have to use the chapter I wrote. You can write your own.

Maybe after doing this for a while, I'll be able to focus more on my other stories. Y'know, the ones you guys THINK I abandoned.

There is only 1 rule, and that is to give me a shout out. If you take on a challenge, you must a) notify me. After all, I want to read what you do with my story. And b) give me credit. You have to state in the disclaimer that you got the idea from me, the0espada. Nobody likes a thief, so please give me my credit.

The cavalcade will contain stories from any fandom that I get the idea for. You're probably wondering why this isn't in the X-overs section. That's because a) most of the stories will be based in an anime/manga fandom, and Naruto happens to be the most popular a category in the section and b) The first chapter IS a Naruto story.

Without further adieu…

Title: Chances

Fandom: Naruto

Premise/Idea: Naruto with the Rinnegan. And he must be trained by Iruka until he's 11, so that he can re-enroll at the Academy in time to graduate. Teams are up to the author. Does not have to follow canon.

Summary: "Seriously, what were the chances of this ever happening?" "Probably a billion to one." RinneganNaruto ProdigyNaruto

When I say ProdigyNaruto, I don't mean Itachi prodigy, I mean Sasuke or Neji Prodigy.

Guidelines: NaruHina is a must. You don't have to make Naruto Control five other bodies for his paths, though if you prefer it, do it, if not, it's just as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. This is a work of fiction that is done for fun, and no money will be made by its distribution.

Story:

Someone once said, children can be cruel. That person didn't know how right they were. It wasn't the children's fault, not entirely at least. Adults never give children enough credit. They may not understand the reasons, but they recognize cruelty. They see how the adults in their lives treat others, and repeat those actions. They can't comprehend anything beyond the actual treatment. They don't know that their actions carry consequences, whether good or bad.

The adults either don't recognize this, or, more likely, they don't care. They act with open hostilities to the six year old ball of energy. Parks, stores, restaurants, you name it. It was a living hell for the blond energy-radiating child. But you wouldn't know it looking at him. He always had a smile on his face; it was almost contagious, almost. It was a miracle the child knew how to smile at all. Everywhere he went, there was always abuse. People openly glared, killing him with their eyes. Store clerks would overprice him, throw his change at him, or outright refuse service. same with restaurants. The parks were the worst though. The adults hated him, well except for the ramen chef and his daughter, but the kids were worse. Parks always reminded him alone he truly was.

It was always the same, he'd get to the park, hoping and praying someone-anyone-would play with him. But, of course, the adults ruined that for him as well. It was a sight that broke his heart every time. As soon as he was spotted, the parents and nannies would call their children to them. Some would leave, with the children glaring at him as they went past, as though saying 'why did you show up during playtime', the ones that would stay, would point him out instructing the children to avoid him at all costs. And they obeyed. There wasn't a single defiant child in the lot. They avoided him like the plague. Every time he ventured too close, the children would run away in terror, crying monster. Some of the braver ones then things, hoping that if they injured the 'monster' he would lose interest in them and would leave. Suffice to say that it worked. The adults hated him, and the children feared him.

'Why? What did I do? Hokage-JiJi says that I'm a good boy. I know I never hurt anybody, my pranks don't hurt people.' The young boy could only ponder the question, but an answer never came. He had spiky blond hair and round, blue eyes. He was average sized, and on the thin side. Probably the lack of nutritious meals. His exotic look made him easy to spot, but his most distinguishing feature were his birth marks. He had three birthmarks on each cheek. They curved backwards, giving him a whiskered appearance. Some might call it cute, but it meant something completely different to his home, Konohagakure no Sato.

The young boy was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt something bounce off of his feet. He looked down, seeing a white and black checkered ball. A soccer ball. Looking down the hill, from his seat in a swing he noticed a group of children huddled together, probably complaining to the one who had kicked the ball so far. Getting an idea, the boy hopped off his swing, grabbed the ball and sprinted down the group of children. Quietly approaching them, he called out, getting their attention.

"E-excuse me." Damn. Why did he have to stutter? He couldn't go and make a poor first impression. He really really needed friends. He couldn't keep being friendless anymore. He was going to make friends with these kids. The group of children turned and froze seeing him there. "This is yours, right?" He held out the ball, waiting for the confirmation. One of the boys stepped forward hesitantly and nodded. He held the ball out in front of himself. "I was thinking, maybe we could play together?" The group of children hid behind the main boy, who went pale at the thought of playing with the blond boy. He knew he could just toss the ball over to them and be done with it. But as long as he had the ball they needed to talk to him. Unfortunately, this is where his trademarked enthusiasm took over. He took several steps, getting closer to the small group, but before he could say anything, one of the little girls screamed. Like a herd of terrified cattle, the children took off running opposite the blond boy's direction, screaming.

"Save us!"

"Mommy!"

"Naruto no Bakemono!"

The blond boy, now identified as Naruto could only stand there, shocked. Why? He only wanted to make friends. To play. Why was he alone? 'I-I don't wanna be alone anymore. I can't be alone anymore. I WILL NOT BE ALONE ANYMORE!' He couldn't take it anymore. He could handle being hated, really. But he needed someone to be there. He needed someone. 'I will not be alone anymore.' He looked up seeing the children running away. 'Come back.' Like magic, the terrified children suddenly stopped. Suddenly, they started being pulled backwards, back towards the boy they feared. Some were lifted into the air and pulled backwards with a tremendous amount of force. Children and parents were screaming now, as well as some looks-loos who were attracted by the screaming.

To their collective relief an ANBU wearing what looked to be a Dog mask appeared. He charged towards Naruto. This provided enough of a distraction for Naruto to lose control of the children, who fell harmlessly to the ground. As the ANBU closed in on Naruto, something happened that shocked everyone. Naruto thrust his hands outward, palms out, and screamed "GET AWAY!" With this action, the ANBU did just that. He simply flew in the opposite direction, crashing back-first into a domed jungle gym. Naruto turned his attention back to the children; some had been collected by their parents, but not all of them. His eyes settled on a little girl about his age, no more than ten feet away from him.

He couldn't tell, but his eyes had changed. His irises which were once a vibrant blue, turned into a dull grey, with a slight blue tint. His sclera changed to mimic his irises. The greatest change, however, was that dark black concentric circles surrounded his iris. They opened up many times, disappearing beyond view onto the rest of his eyes that were hidden by flesh and the eye socket.
He held his hand out to the terrified girl. The girl sat there, terrified, sitting in a puddle of her own urine, looking from him to his outstretched hand. "Please." He pleaded quietly. "Be my friend." Before he heard a response, he felt a sharp pain to the back of his neck, then darkness. The ANBU had recovered.

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No matter how much he loved Naruto, that boy could be a pain the ass. Not only was he in the hospital, being guarded by Kakashi, but he had a group of angry parents calling for the boys blood. They were all claiming that Naruto had assaulted their children. Naruto wasn't a violent child, which was a miracle, so he knew that something else was going on. He was going to get to the bottom of this. Kakashi was the key. He was the one assigned to watch Naruto, so he saw everything that happened. He already sent Tenzo to relieve Kakashi of his post, so he should be there any sec-

POOF!

Ah. Speak of the devil. After the smoke cleared, there was an ANBU kneeling on the ground, head bowed. "Hokage-Sama." He stated.

The aged Hokage leaned back in his chair. "Dog. Remove your mask." He did so, revealing a masked face with his Forehead Protector slanted, covering his left eye. "Now, Kakashi, what the FUCK happened out there!" The question was simple, but stated in a harsh voice.

"Based on what I saw, it was a mental breakdown." It was the cold hard truth. And it was nothing that the Hokage anticipated. His harsh look said only one thing: Explain. "As per usual, I followed Naruto throughout his day, watching him take the shit this village continues to give him, but he seemed to shake this off. It wasn't until he got to the park that things got strange. As usual, none of the children played with him, terrified by the lies their parents continue to tell them, so he went up the hill and sat on the swing watching everyone play. He seemed to be thinking deeply before he was snapped out of it by a soccer ball. He saw where the ball came from and confronted the children. He offered them their ball back and asked to join them, at which point the children ran away terrified. Naruto seemed to wilt into himself, I thought he was crying. When he looked up, he watched the children run for a moment before they started to be pulled backwards by an invisible force. A couple of children actually went up into the air. Whatever happened, I knew Naruto was doing it because the children were being drawn towards him. At this point, I decided to intervene, so I charged towards Naruto hoping to grab him and escape before things got too out of control. Seeing me, Naruto was either too distracted to maintain his Jutsu or he released it himself, allowing the children to be released. What happened next surprised me. As I approached him, he thrust his hands outwards towards me and screamed for me to get away from him. He applied his weird Jutsu on me, only instead of attracting me, he repelled me. It was strange. It didn't feel like I was being controlled or anything. When he repelled me, it felt like I was in free fall. Anyway, I was pushed away where I collided with a jungle gym. Thinking I was out Naruto turned his attention to a little girl near him. I approached from behind to knock him unconscious, but before I did, I heard him BEG the little girl to be his friend. Extreme loneliness caused Narrator to act the way he did." Sarutobi massaged his temples gently, trying to ward away the impending migraine. Damn these people. Why couldn't they just heed Minato's last request and treat him like a hero? If Naruto ever did go bad, it would be because of them. They were creating a self-fulfilling prophecy. Dumbasses.

"What can you tell me about this Jutsu?"

"Based on its effects, I'd say it was gravity manipulation." The Sandaime raised an eyebrow in interest. That was pretty advanced for a six year old to manage. No, it was impossible. No matter how talented the child, gravity manipulation was way too advanced. Even veteran and genius ninja needed seals or tremendous chakra reserves to pull that off. The only exception was if the child had a gravity manipulating bloodline limit. Sarutobi shook his head. Never in the history of Shinobi and Kekkei Genkai has such a bloodline been recorded. Even less likely that Naruto had one.

"Do you have any evidence to support that hypothesis?" Sarutobi questioned.

"While under the effects of his Jutsu I didn't feel anything off with any of my weapons, and other metallic objects on my person. If it was a magnetic Jutsu, I would have felt the metal on-and in-my body react. Also, some of the children manipulated by the Jutsu did not have any metal on their person. I also know it wasn't a Fuuton Jutsu because I felt no change in the atmosphere or air currents." The Hokage nodded, agreeing with his assessment so far. "Also, while under the affects of his Jutsu, it felt like I was in free fall. It did not feel like I was being pushed or pulled, or manipulated in any manner. It is my assessment that Naruto somehow manipulated the gravity around me and created an alternate gravitational pull that caught me; in essence I fell away from him." Kakashi concluded. The Hokage seemed to process this.

"Is there anything you would like to add?" Kakashi nodded.

"Hokage-Sama...I believe Naruto's Gravity Jutsu is the result of a Doujutsu." Silence reigned in the Hokage's office.

"Elaborate." There was that voice again.

"When I was approaching Naruto, before he pushed me away, I got a clear look of his eyes. They turned into a greyish-blue color with rings surrounding the iris." Sarutobi nodded, waiting for him to continue. All the while, Kakashi's description was nagging at his subconscious. "It...it was the Rinnegan. I recognized it from ancient paintings and diagrams of the Rikudo Sennin. Hokage-Sama, Naruto has the Rinnegan." The aged Hokage stood up.

"Come with me." Kakashi reapplied his mask and followed him out the large double doors of the Hokage's office.

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Aww, man. His neck hurt! It felt like someone hit him in the back of the neck with a lead pipe. It hurt just to move. He opened his eyes, waiting to adjust to the light. He recognized the steady beeping and sterile smell. He was in a hospital. Finally looking around, he confirmed his idea. 'Yup, white room, white sheets, smells WAY too clean. Definitely a hospital.'

"How are you feeling, Naruto?" Naruto looked over and saw the Hokage and a taller man. He was wearing a grey combat vest and black pants with a Ninja-To strapped to his back. His mask was shaped like a Dog and it was colored white and blue. His hair was grey and defied gravity, sticking up and to the left slightly. "Do you remember what happened earlier?" The elderly Hokage questioned. Naruto looked away and out the window as though ashamed.

"You're talking about the park, huh?" He didn't wait for a response. "Yeah I do. But you gotta believe me, JiJi! I didn't mean to! I just didn't want to be alone anymore and I kind of lost it…" He trailed off towards the end, too ashamed to look the Hokage in the eye.

"Naruto, It's alright. You don't deserve to be treated the way you are. I'm sorry for not protecting you the way you should have been." The Hokage bowed deeply at the waist in penance to Naruto. Naruto couldn't believe it. The HOKAGE, the strongest ninja in the Leaf Village was BOWING to him?

"JiJi, it's okay! I know you're super busy because you're the Hokage and you got stuff to do! It's okay!" The Hokage looked up at Naruto, a smile across his face.

"Naruto, you really are an amazing young man. Thank you for forgiving me." His face went from smiling to serious almost immediately. "There are things we need to talk about, important things. Have you seen your eyes yet?" He brought out a small, pocket sized mirror, giving it to Naruto. He took it and brought it up to his face.

"Woah, this is really cool! What is this?"

"Well Naruto, a long, long time ago, there was a man called the Rikudo Sennin…"

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"Sarutobi, why have you called this meeting?" Sarutobi had called a meeting gathering all the clan heads and his advisers Koharu and Homura and Danzo. Some of them were rather disgruntled at being called this late at night, it was midnight after all.

"I called this meeting to bring some great news. This deals with national security, as well as our military strength." This piqued all their interest. 'What can you be hiding, Sarutobi?' Thought Danzo. "It seems that a powerful new bloodline has been discovered within Konoha." Once again, everyone was leaning forward in anticipation. "Dog! Bring him in!" Sarutobi called out. The doors opened and Dog walked in holding the hand of a blond haired child. His head was bandaged, they wrapped around his head and covered his eyes. Everyone immediately recognized him. "I don't think this needs to be repeated, so I'm saying once, and only once. This is an S-Class secret. If anyone speaks of this outside of this office or without my or Naruto's explicit permission, they will be executed on the spot. I don't care that you are Clan Heads, or retired or whatever. You will die. Am I understood?" Everyone nodded vigorously. Sarutobi nodded to Kakashi, who then removed the bandages from Naruto's face. Blinking repeatedly, Naruto focused on the oval table and the people sitting in it. He smiled broadly gave a small wave.

"Hi! I'm Naruto Uzumaki!" He called out joyously. Almost everyone gave a grin at Naruto's enthusiasm. Then they noticed his eyes. It was a rather amusing sight, everyone's faces fell in sync. Even Danzo and Hiashi.

"H-hokage-Sama. Are we looking at what I think we're looking at?" Tsume, Matriarch of the Inuzuka Clan asked.

"Yes. We are looking at the First Doujutsu, the Kekkei Genkai of the Legendary Rikudo Sennin." Before anyone could ask anything, Sarutobi looked at the Dog ANBU and nodded.

"Alright Naruto let's get you home."

"Okay Doggy-Kun!"

The ANBU led Naruto out the door and disappeared.

"How did this happen?"

"Seriously, what were the chances of this ever happening?"

"Probably a billion to one."

Sarutobi raised a hand, silencing everyone in the room. "We are all familiar with the Legend of the Rikudo Sennin are we not?" There were uncertain looks shot around the room. Sarutobi sighed. "According to legend, over a thousand years ago Ninja did not have access to chakra. We were assassins of the night, we only used Taijutsu, poisons, espionage, and seduction to complete our missions. At the same time, the world was being terrorized by a great beast, known as the Juubi." Everyone nodded, following the story closely. "Then, out of nowhere a ninja with new, strange abilities introduced new facets to the ninja, these were: Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, and Fuuinjutsu. He credited his discovery of Chakra to his eyes, which he called Doujutsu, and called it Rinnegan. He used Fuuinjutsu and his Rinnegan to defeat the Juubi and seal it within himself, thus becoming the first Jinchuuriki. Afterwards he sired two sons. It is said that the firstborn inherited the Sennin's eyes, which he named Sharingan and the secondborn inherited the Sennin's body. On his death bed, the Rikudo Sennin told his sons to instruct the world in the ways of the ninja. Then before he died, he divided the Juubi into Nine separate creatures and sealed the Juubi's body in the moon. His sons went on to found the Uchiha and Senju clans respectively. And they taught the new ninja techniques to the world. Over the next thousand years, the world was plunged into a constant state of war and the primary weapons were the many different ninja clans. Of course, this didn't last very long. The hundreds of Ninja Clans hated the Nomadic lifestyle and many started to settle down in various countries, refusing to sell their skills for war. The Senju and Uchiha, led by Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha respectively, however could not abandon their love of battle, no matter how much they hated their nomadic life. So, they founded the first official Ninja Village, authorized by the Government of Fire Country. This is the Leaf Village." Sarutobi looked around, seeing the somewhat bored looks of the Clan Heads. Before he could continue, however, Shikaku Nara spoke up.

"This all very interesting, but what exactly does this have to do with Naruto and the Rinnegan?" The question seemed to spark the interest of everyone in the room once again.

"I was getting to that." He stated. "As I was saying, the Senju and Uchiha Clans are direct descendants of the Rikudo Sennin, the first and only known possessor of the Rinnegan." He stated it like it was the answer to everything. Perhaps it was, but other than Sarutobi, no one was able to make any connection.

"That's great news, Hokage-Sama, but Naruto isn't related to either clan, is he? And even if he was, hasn't the blood thinned out enough to potentially eliminate the Rinnegan?" This time Hiashi was the one who questioned him this time.

"Astute observation, Hiashi. This is where everything comes together. What I am about to tell you is the absolute truth. Naruto Uzumaki is the son of Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki." There were some shocked looks, as well as some bored. He knew some people would figure it out. There were probably some who had already know from the beginning. Sarutobi eyed Danzo for a second, before focusing his eyes on the rest of the table. "If you're still confused, then think back to before the Third Shinobi War. What famous clan, with Blood ties to the Senju, was nearly wiped out from existence?" He saw as their faces lit up in recognition. Once again, Hiashi raised another question.

"Even if he is directly related to the Rikudo Sennin, wouldn't it make more sense that a Senju unlock the Rinnegan before an Uzumaki? Even though they are blood related clans, the Senju are closer in blood to the Sennin than the Uzumaki were." This was a very curious topic for Hiashi.

"Unfortunately, that is something that I cannot answer. It was a genetic accident. Like Inoichi said, it was a one in a billion chance." They seemed to accept that. Danzo spoke up, voicing what everyone was thinking.

"So what happens now? You've made it clear that this is a village secret. But what do we do with this information?" Everyone seemed to consider this. "If I may be so bold, I would like to request to train the boy. With the Rinnegan, as well as the Kyubi, this boy will obviously become the most powerful Ninja to be produced from the Leaf Village. Especially if he's half as intelligent as his father." Everyone nodded along to Danzo's assessment.

"You're correct Danzo. The boy will be trained. But not by you, or anyone else here." He turned his gaze to Danzo. He rarely ever had to assert his authority to his Ninja, but Danzo had to get it through his thick head that Naruto was to be left untouched. "You have trained some very powerful Ninja in your lifetime Danzo. Under your tutelage, there is no doubt that Naruto would become incredibly powerful. But that comes at a price. Naruto will not become an emotionless drone. He will be trained, rest assured, but he WILL grow up as a normal child. AM I UNDERSTOOD?" He watched Danzo nod slowly. It's not like it mattered, he already had dozens of Sharingans Implanted into his artificial Senju arm. Adding new DNA could destabilize the whole DNA matrix. Not something he wanted right now.

"How do you propose Naruto be trained and still retain a semblance of his childhood?" Asked Tsume.

"Naruto will be placed in the care of a Chuunin. Chuunin's are out of the village the least and will be able to teach him plenty before he is placed under a Jounin in a squad. Is this acceptable?" The Clan Heads nodded. That was an acceptable arrangement. A Chuunin will be able to teach him the basics of all the Ninja facets. By the time he is re-enrolled in the academy, he would be proficient in Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, Taijutsu and Fuuinjutsu. After graduating, he would then be placed in a Genin squad under a Jounin, where he will study until he was promoted to Chuunin.

"That is all for tonight. Be prepared for future meetings regarding this subject." He watched all the clan heads and his advisers get up and leave the room. Damn politics. They would be the death of him, no doubt. That would be all for tonight. He had one more meeting to take care of in the morning.

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Iruka Umino looked around the Hokage's office. He'd never been there before. It was all too intimidating. He'd met the Hokage a number of times. Hell, the Hokage had comforted him as a child before! But he'd never been called on for official business. Missions were usually handed out in the mission hall, on the second floor of the Hokage building. Perhaps he was in trouble? No. He'd always done everything by the book, and he'd never committed any crime. It was doubtful that this was a personal visit. What could it be?

He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the door to the office open then close. He turned and watched Sarutobi walk into the office. He immediately stood and bowed to him. Sarutobi walked into the room and around his desk.

"At ease." He stated. Sarutobi watched Iruka stand up and relax. He gestured to the chair that Iruka had previously been sitting on and sat down. Once Iruka sat down as well, he spoke. "Do you know why I've called you here, Iruka Umino?" Sarutobi questioned. Iruka shook his head.

"No, I don't Kokage-Sama."

"You are an exceptional Ninja, Iruka. Chuunin, listed as a B-Class Threat in the Bingo Book. Above Average in all Ninja facets. Despite this, you have taken your name off of the Active Ninja roster and instead applied to be a teacher at the Academy. Can you tell me why?" The aged Hokage questioned. Iruka sighed. He didn't expect this.

"I…I can't handle all the death anymore. As a Chuunin, I get sent on missions all the way up to A-Class, and many of these missions end up with a body count. I've killed dozens of men and women. I know that they were only doing their job, like me, but just happened to be on a different side. I know I've never been in a war, or even in a major battle, but…I'm just sick and tired of killing." The Hokage was staring at him. His eyes seemed to bore into his, searching his very soul. When Sarutobi broke eye contact to look out the window, Iruka released the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Iruka, based on your answer, I believe you are perfect for an extended mission." It was the truth. Iruka was a talented Ninja, one that could teach Naruto a little bit of everything. He also had good morals. Iruka detested killing, and Sarutobi hoped that would rub off on Naruto. Not so much as to drive him away from the less than savory side of the Ninja life, but enough to make sure he was not a desensitized sociopath. "This is a S-Class mission, with details that are of the utmost secrecy. Village secrets." Iruka knew what that meant. "You CAN reject this mission, but, as I said, I believe you are perfect for it."

"Can you tell me any specifics so that I can make a better choice?"

"Tell me, what are your thoughts on Naruto Uzumaki?"