Moonstone City
Summary: When a mythical city that holds untold power is suddenly proven to exist, the Shinobi world is in uproar... and the fate of a young Moonstonian boy is suddenly unknown. AU – Alternate Universe.
Disclaimer: This is a Fan-fiction story of the Anime & Manga series; Naruto, and is in no way affiliated with the actual series. All characters and other materials related to the show that are used are not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. Elemental-Zer0 takes sole responsibility for any mistakes or offence that may be taken but truly not meant.
However, this story plot and all Characters not affiliated with the show are Copyright © 2011 to Elemental-Zer0.
Warnings: Welcome to the Zer0-Express line where action and adventure await. Step inside and take a seat as we journey to a place where the words may be harmful, the mysteries are hazardous and the potato chips just plain suck – sorry, not a lot we can do about those, they're from our sponsor.
A/N: Ok I need to stop coming up with new ideas for new stories… this is getting beyond ridiculous now lol. My bad.
Anyways, this is probably a most unusual take on Naruto and is lightly based off the legend of Atlantis and a Wiccan/Pagan religion. I'll try and keep things as close to canon as possible but there will be very different events taking place and one character in particular will have OOC issues with some of the events etc… I'm sorry but it's only for the purpose of the plot. I promise I'll try and keep all characters in character for as much as possible.
There will be no 'character bashing' of any kind in this ficlet because I'm one of the rare few who likes all the characters in this show and how they have been portrayed thus far. Yes guys, I love even the bad guys because they were portrayed with an amazing evil character and the brains to go with it. They are truly terrifying in all their glory. I love it!
Let me know what you think, but no flames please. If you have any criticism to make please do it politely otherwise I shall ignore your words. (It's happened before, I'm sorry to say, and I hadn't even posted any chapters…)
Prologue: ~Prelude to a nightmare…
Run.
Just keep running.
Don't look back; don't give them the chance to throw you off or to catch up.
Just run.
He stumbled, his legs shaking heavily from the exertion and massive blood loss but he forced himself to keep moving. There was no time for falling or resting. He had to keep moving. Had to get away from those who'd taken him; those who'd attacked his home and ripped him from his life and family. Those he'd managed to surprise and break free of. Those he'd just fought with, viciously, for his freedom.
He couldn't give up. The plans those people had… the aftermath wouldn't bear thinking of. The destruction that thing was capable of… the things he'd Seen in their eyes were horrific, terrifying. His father was right; the outside world just isn't ready for their return. Probably never would be…
"There he is!"
His heart tried to stop. Electrified adrenalin exploded through his veins in a sweep of horror, and his breath was suddenly stuck in his throat. The sudden shout terrified him. He hadn't realised he'd slowed down; hadn't realised how close he'd let them get. He was lagging, his vision blurred horribly and the world tilted slightly. He shook his sweat soaked head quickly, dispelling the fogginess that threatened to envelop him completely, and flicking away the short strands of soggy blond hair from his brilliant blue eyes.
Just keep running.
"I see him!" Another voice joined the race. Heavy footsteps echoed behind him, thudding into the overgrown shrubbery of the forest and snapping delicate twigs and innocent foliage as they chased him deep into the unknown.
"C'mere ya little runt!"
And just like that, his escape was taken from him too. He fell ungracefully to the dirt as another man bodily tackled him from behind with his superior size and weight. The wind was knocked out of him as the ground and the man worked in tandem to squeeze him beyond his body's capacity. Several cracks sounded loudly from his rib cage and his open wound burned the likes of which he'd never felt before. He cried out loudly but wasn't given time to finish voicing his discomfort as a hand shot out of nowhere and clamped itself around his mouth and nose. He couldn't breathe.
"Little shit was gonna give us away!" The man sat on top of him grunted out as he shifted around a little. The two other men thudded into view, both gasping a little from the chase. His vision greyed and he lost the battle to keep his eyes open. The last thing he remembered hearing was one man asking another;
"How far into Konoha's borders do you think we are?"
Then a new voice replying;
"Further than you think…"
After that, everything went black.
A/N: So opinions people? I would like some feedback on this one as this is quite an unusual take as I said… I'd like thoughts and ideas on how to improve, and maybe some general ideas anyways… and if anyone has some Atlantis or Pagan facts they'd like to throw at me, I have a big net and a large target sign on my back. Aim well!