Summary: On the night of the Kyuubi attack, Madara, angered by the Kyuubi's failure, does something drastic, unleashing something that not even he could comprehend. Now, 16 years later, plans go into action to capitalize on a tragic event.
Author's notes: My first fanfic. This story will have a few characters with similarities to the homunculus from Fullmetal Alchemist. However, these similarities will be extremely minor. Just to be on the safe side, I'll do a disclaimer for both.
Disclaimer: Naruto is the property of Masashi Kishimoto, and I claim no rights to it. I also claim no rights to Fullmetal Alchemist.
Chapter one:
Madara angrily trudged down the hallway, pondering on what happened merely an hour ago. The Kyuubi, the strongest of the nine Bijuu, had attacked Konoha on his orders, and had been doing a beautiful job of destroying its population. The Kyuubi was truly a sight to behold as it massacred the citizens of a village. A village Madara had once sworn an oath to defend.
A small smirk formed on Madara's face as he thought of the strongest ninja village's population sent into a state of mass panic at the sight of his faithful pet's terrifying power. But his smirk quickly fell from his face, once more replaced with a grimace when he thought of the downfall of the once mighty Kyuubi. Said downfall being the mighty creature sealed away by the yondaime, most likely to eventually be used against himself.
Konoha truly was the source of all the cruel ironies directed against him in his life. His clan brought into an alliance with the Senju clan, against his will he might add, forming what would eventually be the strongest of the ninja villages. Only for Hashirama Senju to become hokage, when they were supposed to be equals. His clan, once considered equal to the great Senju clan, quickly lost its reputation because of this. Then, when he confronts his clan about their ever decreasing position of power in the world, they turn on him. HIM. Their freaking leader.
He thought of the climactic battle between him and Hashirama that took place at what is now called the Valley of the End. In his opinion, it should be called the Valley of the Beginning, because that place was where he truly started his quest to become one with the world.
He remembered how he and the Kyuubi had been defeated by the shodaime, and now, many years later, defeated once again by the yondaime. Only this time the Kyuubi was sealed away by the yondaime, which is an even bigger defeat than the one at the Valley of the End.
'Damn you Minato'
As Madara reached the door he had been walking towards, he began to mentally go over the checklist of all the required steps to pull off the jutsu he was planning to use. He had recently discovered this jutsu in a scroll he had found in a cave with an odd seal at the entrance. The seal had a design meant to keep certain people out, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out who. It blocked some form of energy, and judging by the complexity of it, the person or persons who created it could have easily had it block chakra energy. This would have prevented any ninja, as these were the ones mostly likely to find the cave because of its well hidden location, from getting inside. Instead they chose to block some sort of energy that he had never seen. Oh well, their mistake was his gain.
Honestly, he would have preferred to wait and study the jutsu a little more before using it, but this recent defeat had clouded his judgment. He needed something to make up for the loss of the Kyuubi.
Madara quickly shook himself of these thoughts as he refocused on the seals he would require to perform the jutsu.
He was in a candlelit room, in the basement of his temporary base in the mountain area of Konoha. All around him were seals of his own design meant to immediately cancel out or kill whatever he summons should it turn on him. He, after all, had not lived this long by being an idiot.
The scroll described summoning a being with an unspeakable power. The power to use humanity's innermost demons against them. While it didn't go into detail, it still gave a general outline that Madara found most appealing. That outline basically being 'unspeakable power.'
'If I can control the Kyuubi, than I can control whatever this thing is.'
The thought of the Kyuubi drove him to redouble his efforts. Anything to reestablish his power, because without the ability to summon the Kyuubi, he felt very vulnerable.
'Well Minato, sealing the Kyuubi was an impressive feat, but I doubt that there's anyone in the village that could mimic your actions and seal away my newest asset,' thought Madara as he began to draw the seals all over the room based on the directions in the scroll.
After finishing with the new seals and double-checking his precaution seals should something go wrong, he started going through the many hand seals needed to activate the jutsu. While the scroll didn't mention using hand seals, which he found odd, he eventually summed it up as a security precaution. After all, missing information is an excellent security device.
It had taken some time, but he eventually came up with hand seals that he was positive would activate the seals.
He went through the last of the hand seals, finishing with Ne (Rat). Just as he hoped, the seals began to light up, but a different color than what he expected. Black energy began to leak from the seals as Madara watched on with fascination.
'Black Chakra, or is this something else,' Madara pondered, wondering if this was related to specific type of energy that the cave's seals was meant to keep out. 'I should have paid more attention to those seals.'
Just as he was thinking that, the black energy died down, leaving the room with only the candlelight to allow visibility once more, and the seals all over the room being Madara's only company. Madara looked at the seals expecting more. When he realized they weren't going to light up again, he knitted his brow in confusion.
In a rare display, he rechecked the seals for a third time, thinking maybe HE made a mistake somewhere. When he realized he didn't, he frowned. Where had he gone wrong? Where was this creature with unspeakable power? Where was his chance at vengeance?
Just as his thoughts were going south he heard a noise directly behind him that sounded vaguely like a chuckle. He instinctively activated his sharingan, and looked around the room, seeing no one in the room but him.
''So, why did you release me"
He jumped into a defensive stance, now pulling out a kunai, as he heard a voice that sounded like many voices at once speaking. Looking around, still unable to see anyone else in the room, he slowly backed up to the wall to force the potential attacker to attack from the front, left, or right. He once more heard that same chuckle as before.
"Please, I'm not going to kill my savior" The voice spoke in what was clearly amusement.
Madara slowly slid his kunai back into his kunai pouch, while simultaneously sliding another kunai that was hidden over his wrist partially into his hand. This one was hidden from view by the sleeves from his cloak.
'Just in Case,' Madara thought cautiously. Best not to be unarmed with a creature he can't see in the room with him. Especially when the scroll said this creature had an unspeakable power.
"So you're invisible," Madara said in a polite voice, trying to start off friendly conversation with his future potential ally. No reason to be rude to his investment just because he can't see him.
"Hardly, I'm incorporeal," the voice spoke back, amused at the human's attempt at composure after he had nearly started swinging his puny knife around in an attempt to fight an enemy he couldn't see.
"What do you mean by incorporeal?" Madara asked with a slight bit of trepidation.
"It means I don't exist on the same plane as you humans. In other words, I have no body," the voice spoke back with what Madara could barely catch as to having a trace of regret. No scratch that, only one of the many voices talking sounded regretful.
Madara considered this before he immediately started to have a near panic attack, though he tried his best not to let it show.
'Shit! That means my security seals are useless.' His seals were designed to immediately attach themselves to anyone or anything in the room that didn't have his chakra signature with a single hand seal. The seals would then break down all chakra in whatever it attaches itself to, effectively destroying or dispelling it, depending on whether it was a summoned beast or not. If he could have somehow fit the Kyuubi into this tiny room, these seals may very well have killed it, or at the very least severely weakened it. The only reason that these seals were unusable against the Kyuubi was because these seals had to completely surround the target, leaving not even a centimeter of space between them. Something that could only be done in a place with a ceiling. He doubted like hell if anyone would be able to fit the Kyuubi in a room completely covered in these seals, and he also couldn't think of anyone who had knowledge of this technique.
"Well that sure is interesting. I wasn't expecting the powerful being the scroll spoke of to exist on another plane," He said, doing a good job of keeping the panic out of his voice.
"Why did you release me," The voice repeated its earlier question, dropping its amused tone in favor of a more neutral tone. It was obviously bored with his attempts to be friendly.
"Straight to the point, eh, I like that," Madara said approvingly, "well to tell you the truth, I need another partner since my recent one bought it at the hands of my enemies," Madara said in a friendly voice.
"Slave"
"I'm sorry?" said Madara confused.
"You need a slave" the voice countered in a neutral tone.
Madara staggered back like he had been slapped, which was pretty hard to do since his back was still against the wall.
"No, No, No, nothing of the sort, I'm offering a partnership. We would be complete equals. I swear to you that I would not try to take advantage of you. Why would I attempt to enslave you when I went through all this trouble to release you?" He quickly offered out trying quickly to mend this conversation which had suddenly gone downhill.
"I've seen all forms of evil, humanity has to offer. Everything that humanity looks down on as wrong or immoral, I've seen it. Lying, one of the more minor evils, is something I can spot a mile away. I can see it float around your soul, hear it spew forth from your mouth like a symphony, smell it like a rich spice, feel it on my non-corporeal body like a gentle caress, and I can taste it. It tastes of pure, sweet, wondrous fear." The voice said hungrily.
Madara began to sweat as the air seemed to become heavy. No longer did he want to recruit this creature. Now he just wanted to escape with his skin still attached before this thing 'ate' the fear right out of him. He quickly began to faze through the wall as he began to hear the sound of many voices laughing mere inches from his face. Once he made it into the hallway he quickly performed the single hand seal to activate the room's seals, just in case the creature lied about having a physical body. He then hastily used his sharingan's ability to teleport him outside the base.
Once he was right outside his base he immediately created a shadow clone, and both he and the shadow clone began to go through a series of complicated hand seals. This base, a simple looking two-story house, was halfway up a mountain a few miles from Konoha. At this altitude he should be able to completely crush this supposed 'incorporeal' creature.
The shadow clone quickly finished his hand seals, and clapped his hands in front of him.
'Wind style: Great Breakthrough.'
The ensuing mini-tornado tore his house/base to pieces, tearing everything to splinter-sized pieces. The tornado continued on, hitting the side of the mountain causing an explosion of dirt and earth. Madara then finished his jutsu.
'Earth style: Earth Immolator,' he thought before stomping his foot down causing an earthquake. This jutsu is mostly ineffective in combat since it wasn't an earthquake of a huge magnitude, usually used to merely uproot ninjas hiding in the ground. However, in the current landscape, it was the perfect jutsu.
The ensuing earthquake, mixed with the previous destruction wrought by the wind technique created a massive landslide, destroying everything in its path. Madara leapt out of the way, as the landslide swept what remained of his house towards the bottom of the mountain.
Not finished yet, he and his shadow clone went through another series of hand seals. Once again his clone finished first, using the same wind jutsu, clapping his hands towards the destruction at the bottom of the mountain.
Almost immediately afterwards, Madara finished his hand seals before taking in a deep breath. Then he breathed out a giant ball of fire.
'Fire Style: Grand Fireball'
The wind propelled the fireball forward at devastating speeds, slamming into the pile of wreckage at the bottom of the mountain, before igniting it into a burning pile of wreckage.
Madara peered down at the burning mess. He stared at it for a good five minutes before he felt it was safe to release his shadow clone. He then fell to his knees, as he began to pant. His current form really couldn't keep up combat for very long. 'I should probably leave. Konoha ninjas will have noticed that.'
"Are you finished" The voice spoke not ten feet behind him.
Not missing a beat, Madara spun around, activated his Mangekyo Sharingan, and burned everything within a football field sized diameter behind him to ashes with the black flames of Amaterasu.
"Amusing, but I told you I don't exist on your plane," said the voice from within the black flames.
Madara pulled out two kunai, and prepared to use Susano, 'No, screw this. I'm not about to be killed by a damn ghost that I summoned.' He began to think of a plan to escape while hiding within Susano's protective shell as it slowly formed around him.
"Why are you attacking, I told you I wasn't going to kill you. You seem to be in the habit of forgetting things," the voice said, once more amused by the prone-to-panic human standing before it, clothed in the fiery armor of Susano's spectral form.
Madara said nothing as he kept his guard up, wondering if Susano's sword would be able to stop this thing. 'Hell, can Susano even keep this thing from getting inside to me,' thought Madara with mounting distress.
"Well if you're not going to 'TRY' and kill me, then what exactly are you going to do?" questioned Madara as he put emphasize on the 'try.' He was still an Uchiha after all, and if Uchihas were anything they were prideful.
"I'm going to leave," the voice replied.
Madara nearly tripped while standing still.
"What, but where are you going to go? More importantly, what do you plan on doing?"
"Nothing you can do anything about," the voice replied cryptically.
"But, what about my offer of partnership? I RELEASED YOU FROM YOUR SEAL DAMMIT!" Madara yelled out in frustration. He immediately tried to calm himself. No use yelling at thin air. People might think he's crazy….er.
"You should work with me. I have excellent knowledge of the world's current state. I could tell that you've been in that prison for a long time, because of the aged condition of the scroll. I can help you." Madara tried once more to reason with it. He could definitely use someone or something that could stand amongst Amaterasu's flames like it wasn't even there. "You said it yourself I'm your savior."
"Yes, I did say that. And your reward for being my savior is to live for a little bit longer, before your sins catch up with you," the voice replied with a bit of bite in its voice.
"Don't worry, I'll come and see you again someday. I promise," it whispered soothingly as if talking to a child. "I'll find you if I have to walk to the ends of the earth, search every village, look under every stone, kill every human. I'll find you."
As he listened to the creature before him speak, Madara could not help but tremble. He began to sweat once again as he felt himself shiver as burning, cold fear gripped his heart.
And when the creature spoke again, it was centimeters from his ear, inside of Susano with him.
"And when I find you, I'll be many," it whispered into his ear, before it finally left.
The frightened Uchiha had no idea how long he stood inside of the protective form of Susano, hoping it would keep him safe. Waiting with dread for the voice to return.
Eventually he finally moved from his position, after collecting himself. Choosing to continue his quest to become one with the world, despite his experience with the voice. He would use his contingency plan to achieve his goal, namely Akatsuki.
'And when you show up whatever you are,' Madara thought, 'I'll be many too.'
AN: This being my first story, I have a question for the readers. The first, can anyone give me a site where I can change English words to Japanese for the jutsus in this story? Also, how did I do?
The end of the prologue will take place next chapter. As for the pairings…..I'm not too sure. I won't write any yaoi though. Next chap takes place sixteen years in the future. I have this entire story planned out from start to finish so I shouldn't have too much trouble updating.
