Hello everyone! TM11 here with a new story that I've had in my mind, along with another 30 or so, for a long time and I wish to see if it is as good as I think it is. This first chapter is shorter than I would like, but I couldn't think of anything else to had without showing too much.

This fic will not be updated as my first one, Right Hand of God, whose next chapter is coming along, thought a bit slowly, so sorry about that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters. If I did, Sakura would not be as she was in the anime and manga. That, I assure you.

Anyway, have a good reading.

Traditionally, fire represents the active and masculine or the Yang energy that exists in this world. It is most closely related to the sun and the powers of change and purification.

But, fire also relates to pain, destruction, chaos and death.

Right now, those were the meanings behind the red, orange and yellow flames that covered the land. Houses were burning, the hot flames, like those from the sun itself, leaving nothing but the blackest of ashes. Buildings of a, once, great village turned to nothing; the fire consumed it all.

Like a child that doesn't know when to stop eating until they're full, the fire ate everything, leaving nothing untouched by its heat. People where not exception to this. Young or old, female or male; everyone got its turn to play with its flames.

To the man now walking through what was once a street where children ran happily, playing and chatting between each other, this was a vision of hell. This was the result of Man's greed, envy and fear. The village and its people had done nothing to them. There were peaceful unless angered, like most part of everyone in this world that we leave in. But to them, the envious, the greedy, this people had done a great sin.

They had become stronger than them! It was unacceptable! No one could be stronger than them! They had to be the strongest! In this world, in this reality, the strong devour the weak. It has been like that since the beginning and it shall be like this until the end of time.

It was for this pitiful reason that the, now once, great village of Uzushiogakure was nothing more that the natural representation of Hell.

The Uzumaki clan was known for their longevity and relationship with those of the Senju clan, but, they were mostly known for their advanced talent in Fuinjutsu. They could make seals to do anything that they wanted, even seal the greatest of Bijuu, the Kyuubi no Kitsune. It was their power that made the other nations afraid of them. Even if they were peaceful and did not want to wage war on them, they did not care. To them, there could not be someone more powerful. It just couldn't!

So, because of their envy, greedy and fear, Iwagakure, Kumogakure and Kirigakure joined forces to eradicate the threat that the Uzumaki posed. Together, they purged the world of every red head that they could found, leaving no survivors.

Or so the man thought…

Red, it was all that I could see…

Hot, it was all that I could feel…

Burning flesh and wood, it was all that I could smell…

Blood and bile, it was all that I could taste…

The crack of the burning wood, it was all that I could hear…no, wait; there was another thing that I could hear.

Steps, getting louder and louder, someone was walking to me. Were they one of those shinobi in red? Or was it one of the ones in white? Maybe it was one of those that wore black? Well, it didn't matter anyway, I'm going to die. Oh, I know I am. I may be eight years old, but I know that I'll die today. For some reason thought, I'm not afraid of it. It means I'll meet with my family again.

My family…my dad, my mom, my sisters…all burned to nothing but ash...

My heart hurt remembering it…hearing my sisters scream as the flames burned their skin…seeing my parents crushed under the falling debris of our house…

At least…I'll meet them again soon…

And then, I knew nothing but darkness.

I woke up startled, my body drenched in sweat and my breathing labored.

'That dream again…' I thought. I looked at the clock and it showed, 'Six A.M…Might as well get up and prepare for my mission.' With that thought, I got out of bed, took a shower and changed to my battle clothes. They consisted of a dark blue-grey robe with grey lining and a fur collar, and a tattered grey-blue cape emblazoned with my personal emblem: a mandala comprised of nine reddish-brown circles of varying sizes atop a larger green-grey circle. Beneath it I wear no shirt, fingerless opera-length black gloves wrapped in studded red-brown leather straps, baggy black pants, and red-brown sandals.

I looked to the mirror, my purple eyes looking at me through it. My black, once red, spiky hair framing my face with its bangs. I placed the white kitsune mask on my face, making my uniform complete. 'Awesome and ready to go,' I thought and then walked out of my room.

I walked through the corridors, my feet making no sound on the marble white floor that made them. I came to face a door and opened it gently, so to not wake up who was on the other side of it. I peeked my head through the open door and looked inside.

The room was spacious, 21 feet of width by 31 feet of length. It was paint in pink, the universal sign that it was a female room. It had three beds, one on each wall except the one that had the door, and three closets, one on each foot of the bed. My eyes scanned the beds and I saw that my three little sisters were asleep.

All of them had red hair, a sign that they belonged to the same clan as I, who once had the same color for my hair. Satisfied that they were safe and sound, I closed the door on went on my way to the hangar.

While walking there, I was greeted by many shinobi and kunoichi wearing white, long-sleeved shirts and pants of the same color. They wore a purple flak jacket with two basic pockets on both sides of the chest, are fastened by a covered zipper, and have a protective flap beneath to protect the groin. They also bear their village symbol integrated onto both of the shoulders which is reinforced with additional padding and wear purple shinobi boots. This were shinobi of Sora no Kuni, my home for the last fifteen years.

Fifteen minutes after I checked up on my little sisters, I reached the hangar. As it opened, I could feel the wind going against my face, pushing my hair and clothes backwards. The feel of it on my skin, it was refreshing.

And then, I sensed two other presences some feet behind me and, without looking backwards, I spoke, "Came to see me off, Shinnou-sensei, Toneri-sensei?"

"Yes and be careful while in Konoha, my pupil," advised an old voice.

"Shinnou-dono is right. Remember to never underestimate the power of the Byakugan, Menma-kun," said another voice, much younger than the first one.

I finally turned to face them. The one with the old voice is an elderly man with long grey hair that flows out at the back, and muttonchops connected to his beard of the same color. His eyebrows are thick and of a darker grey, but neatly trimmed. He also has yellow eyes with dark bags around them, and tear troughs under them, giving a somewhat stern look.

The one with the younger voice belonged to a young man with pale skin, shaggy white hair, attractive facial features, and six magatama designs tattooed on his collarbones to resemble a necklace. He's dressed in clothing consisting of a white, high-collared kimono with a black obi, over which he wears a pale green sash tied at the right shoulder, on the back of his kimono is the Ōtsutsuki clan branch family emblem of a yellow crest depicting a sun enclosed in a crescent moon. Beneath his robes he wears black fingerless gloves, long black pants, and black shinobi sandals. The most interesting thing about him would be his eyes, characterized by their enlarged and featureless white irises with no visible pupils.

I nodded to them both and then turned around and jumped off of the ramp, flying at high speeds, all thanks to a special seal that allowed me to change the gravitational field around me and, in this case, decrease it so much that I can fly easily like a bird and fast like if I was running on the ground.

Konohagakure no Sato, the Village Hidden in the Leafs, situated in Hi no Kuni, said to be the strongest village of the Five Great Nations.

The village was founded by the clan heads of the Senju and Uchiha Clans, Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, respectively. Seeing the power that the two clans could hold when united, other clans came to join the village. Aburame, Akimichi, Hatake, Hyuuga, Inuzuka, Kohaku, Kurama, Nara, Sarutobi, Shimura and Yamanaka. These were the clans that joined Konoha during its founding.

But, right now, only one clan mattered to Menma, the Hyuuga clan. They are considered to be one of, if not currently, the most powerful clan in Konohagakure. Their notoriety and prowess stretches far and wide, leading others to both praise and covet their abilities.

The clan is separated into two parts, the Main House and the Branch House a system that protects the secrets of the Byakugan from outsiders. The Main House runs the family while the Branch House protects it. The members of the Branch House are branded with a cursed seal upon the third birthday of the heir to the Main House. This seal gives the Main House members absolute control over the branch members, because they can destroy the branch members' brain cells with a simple hand seal, or cause them great pain to punish them.

The Hyuuga are renowned for possessing the highly coveted Byakugan a kekkei genkai feared for the great visual prowess that it grants its wielder. The first ability of the Byakugan gives the user a near 360º field of vision, except for one blind spot at the back of the neck above the third thoracic vertebra. The second ability is being able to see through solid objects, and can use a degree of telescopic sight. The distance and the degree of the telescopic sight varies from person to person, and can be improved.

It is for this doujutsu that Menma is now in Konoha, for, what only a very, very few know is that the Hyuuga, along with the Kaguya, the Senju, the Uchiha and the Uzumaki, are descendants of the Otsutsuki Clan.

The Otsutsuki Clan is an ancient clan originating from another world, having arrived to the Earth over a thousand years ago. Several members of this clan have heavily influenced both the shinobi and the world at large with their actions having shaped the world into what it is today.

The clan itself is nearly extinct in name, but it's still extant through Hamura's line, with the sole member, Toneri Otsutsuki himself. However, the clan's bloodline status remained extant through Hamura and Hagoromo's descendants on Earth, although over time they have divided into numerous clans.

Otsutsuki Toneri, Uzumaki Menma's savior, sensei and older brother figure. If not for him, Menma would not have survived the fall of Uzushiogakure no Sato, fifteen years ago. It was him that helped Shinnou-sensei bring Sora no Kuni's headquarters, Ancor Vantian, back to the sky. It was him that helped Menma find his little sisters, survivors of the near extinct Uzumaki Clan. And it is thanks to him that Menma will bring peace to this corrupted and rotten world.

Toneri, however, was not at his best, at his prime, right now. Although his appearance contradicts it, Toneri is one thousand years old. He has been living through the years by putting his soul inside puppets, but, even puppets degrade with time and, even after all of the modifications made by Toneri, his puppet bodies are not as strong or efficient in battle as a human body. To correct this flaw, he wants to awaken one of Otsutsuki Clan's strongest doujutsus, the Tenseigan. Thus, a Byakugan is needed and, since Toneri's own Byakugan was lost with his original body, he asked Menma to acquire one from the Hyuuga Clan, bringing us to the reason why Menma is, right now, floating above the Hokage Monument.

Fuuinjutsu was as easy to learn for an Uzumaki as learning to ride a bike was for a civilian. It was something that an Uzumaki couldn't unlearn. It was something instinctual for us, it ran in our blood, it was in inscribed in our DNA. So, it wasn't that much of a challenge to make a seal that would make me invisible and undetected to the barrier around Konoha.

"Someone would think that, by having access to the knowledge of sealing that an Uzumaki has, the famous Kiiroi Senkou would use them to upgrade the security system of his village," I mused as I flied, free like a bird, in the direction of the Hyuuga Compound.

I stopped as I reached it and took in the surroundings, 'Hm, it seems that they have upgraded their security with some sound, motion and heat signature detection seals,' I mentally analyzed, 'The one to apply these seals must be at level 5 in sealing, which is the Fuuinjutsu level that most shinobi of Konoha are at, with the exception of a few.'

Well such security measures for one such as myself were just trivial hindrances.

"And it seems that I'm not the only one that thinks so," I said to myself as I watched a Kumo-nin going through the compound, without activating the seals. The mere fact that he was here made me suspicious. 'Tonight's the signing of a peace treaty between Kumo and Konoha…" I mused and then, it came to me, 'Oh, that Yondaime Raikage. It seems that he has some brain in the middle of all those muscles after all,' I complimented. Don't get me wrong, I hate all the villages that had a hand on the fall of Uzu. However, I can show respect and credit when and where it is due. And, this ploy of the Raikage is brilliant, "And, it may work in my favor too. It could be the trigger for war between the both of them, hm…" the more I thought about it, the more I liked where this idea was going. 'They just came out of a war, I doubt that either of them want to go right back to another. But, the Hyuuga won't take something like this seating idly,' I chuckled evilly. 'Well, maybe I can give them more of an incentive.'

With that thought in mind, I made four Kage Bunshin (Shadow Clones) and had two of them go into a different location in the village. They had work to do in another parts of the village, the last clone and I, on the other end, had a war between two of the Great Nations to trigger.

Hyuuga Hiashi woke in the middle of the night. For the life of him he could not let sleep embrace him and take him to the land of dreams tonight. Tonight was the night when the Head Ninja of Kumogakure had signed the peace treaty with the Yondaime Hokage, Minato Namikaze.

Throughout the whole day, he had been feeling uneasy and on edge. He did not trust Kumo, not even a little. Kumo was known for their militaristic view and for not having ever allied with any other nation, not even once, since its founding. So, for the Yondaime Raikage, the more hotheaded Raikage to ever exist, in the Hyuuga Clan Head's opinion, to want to make an alliance with Konoha, who Kumo viewed as a rival to the position of strongest hidden village, was very suspicious.

He had said so in the council meeting that the Hokage had planned to discuss the treaty and there were others with the same opinion as him, among them the Hokage himself. But, the Yondaime wants to bring peace to the shinobi world, so he wanted to give a chance to Kumo. In the end, the decision to sign the treaty had been unanimous.

However, the feeling on Hiashi's gut had not disappeared, even as he tried to sleep beside his lovely wife, Hitomi. So, he was now walking through the compound, walking to his daughter's quarters to check up on her, like any father would do if he woken up during the night, so that he could make sure of her safety and maybe make this odd feeling leave him.

As he opened the door of his daughter's room, just a little so that he could look inside, Hiashi felt a very cold feeling in his stomach. Why you ask? Well, that would be because, as Hiashi opened the door, he saw a black clad shinobi look back at the door in alarm before jumping through the opened window.

Now, an unidentified shinobi infiltrating the compound of a clan, his clan more importantly, was reason enough to make the clan head perturbed. But, the reason for why he felt so cold in his stomach was because of what the shinobi had in his arms.

It was none other than his three years old daughter, Hyuuga Hinata, whose eyes were looking at him with unimaginable despair and fear, just before the shinobi had jumped through the opened window of her room.

The sight of his daughter being kidnapped made Hiashi feel as his heart was about to be reaped open from his chest. But, the fear that he saw on her eyes, made his heart heat up with justified rage that any parent who cared for his children would feel in such situation.

It only took one second for Hiashi to jump through the window after the kidnapper had jumped a second before him. With his Byakugan activated in the fraction of a second and with speed acquired through the training of Jiraiya of the Sannin, and maintained through the spars against his twin brother, Hiashi easily reached and ran ahead the kidnapper. Pivoting on his left leg and to his left, counter clock wise, the father took his daughter from the kidnapper's arms, spun again, with his daughter held safely in with his right arm, and unleashed a fury of quick and precise palm strikes to the black clad shinobi's tenketsu, shutting all of his body down from waist up and knocking the kidnapper out at the same time.

All of this in less than five seconds. Truly a show of great skill from the Hyuuga Clan Head.

As the adrenaline got out from his body, Hiashi tried to console his shaken up daughter, embracing her little crying form close to his chest so to transmit the feeling that everything alright now, that she was safe.

Menma, who had watched everything from his position floating above the compound, was impressed, 'So that is how skillful one can become when they master the power of the Byakugan,' he thought, 'Not bad, maybe he could give me a good fight.' Menma then looked to his right as one of his clones appeared next to him.

"It's done. No one noticed me and I left enough evidence to incriminate Kumo," his cloned reported. Menma nodded, "Good work. Give them to me," he ordered as he extended his right hand. The clone gave him a scroll and then dispelled himself.

As the floating Uzumaki looked on as Hiashi discovered the kidnapper to be the Head Ninja of Kumo and called for his clansmen to lockdown the compound, the other three clones that Menma made appeared in front of him.

"Everything is done, I presume?" inquired the original. All three nodded, two gave him a scroll each and then all three dispelled, giving him their memories and experiences. Menma then sealed all three scrolls given to him inside a storage seal on his left shoulder.

Menma nodded to himself, "This should be enough," and with that, he flew away and back to his home, where he would be awaiting the news of the impending war between Konoha and Kumo.

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Now, to give some answers to the questions that may be in your minds:

1) Yes, the main character of this fic is Uzumaki Menma from the Road to Ninja movie, though, as you can see, he has a different background and purple eyes instead of blue ones.

2) Yes, Minato and Kushina survived the Kyuubi attack and yes, their son is the knuckle head that we all like and love, Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto.

3) Yes, Menma's two sensei are the doctor guy from the movie Bonds and Toneri from The Last.

That's it for now. If you have any more questions, just asked them in a review or PM.

Ja ne.