penname has changed from zepphyrasnowstorm to wintergenisis to match the penname I have on any other website I post
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Naruto is the creation of Masashi Kishimoto.
Beta: Aya Kimi
Summary:
- AU: Most easily, you could look at this as a post-apocalyptic universe, where people are advanced enough but with different things, like magic. Mostly this is a bizarre mix of futuristic/post apocalyptic high fantasy.
Anyway, I renamed the various villages and gave them Greek names (the land of fire speaks greek and the universal language is latin). I've also switched around the countries on the map for fun! So these are the ones in this chapter:
Land of Eddies: Gi ton Dinón
Land of Fire: Gi Tou Pyros
Whirlpool Village (I kinda guessed at that name): Chorió Ydromasáz
There are other changes as well, but like I said, please bare with me! Also I tend to be vague in my writing and have things unfold and revealed to the reader over time.
Enjoy~
15 years before present
People no longer utter the name "Uchiha" anymore. True, the clan had been the proudest in Gi Tou Pyros. The mere mention of the name had struck fear in the hearts of their enemies. But now it's taboo. No one ever speaks of them anymore.
You're probably wondering, what could have happened to such a powerful and prestigious clan. It seems as though no one really knows. But that's not true. They know, but even now it just seems impossible—the idea of a single man taking out the entire clan.
... Especially because that man was Itachi Uchiha, the clan's most prominent prodigy.
It happened fifteen years ago, in lukewarm, humid summer twilight. The man the clan knew and loved mercilessly cut down everyone: his parents, best friend and even his lover. They say he killed every man, woman and child indiscriminately—but that wasn't the truth. He had failed to kill his darling little brother, Sasuke, five at the time of the incident. He'd been away, playing with his friends. But it is said that Itachi waited for him to return home, and forced the child to relive the murders through his brother's eyes—through the Sharingan. Apparently this Sharingan is a special ability passed down through the clan, and is able to manipulate time. At the user's will, it can even predict what another person is going to do up to a minute in the future.
And so, wishing to die along with the rest of the clan, Sasuke had lain upon the same spot for days, in the drying blood of his parents, before someone finally showed up. He was a little taller than average, with pale, sickly white skin, and long, greasy black hair. His eyes were yellow, and the pupils narrow. They could almost be likened to a snake's. This was a man of legend, someone known throughout Gi Tou Pyros and even beyond. His name lived in infamy, and even the whisper of it would terrify mischievous children into submission. This man was Orochimaru.
2 years earlier
"Kushina! Hurry and get Naruto out of here!" Minato yelled as the booming sounds of explosions grew louder.
It had all happened so suddenly, and without much warning. But the Yellow Flash was determined that, even if he should die, his family would get out alive.
Kushina ran as fast as she could with her one month old infant wrapped tightly in her arms. She knew she wasn't running fast enough. But the miasma weighed down on her body and she felt as though she was under water. It was getting hard to breathe.
Kushina had reached the outskirts of Chorió Ydromasáz. It was too dangerous to openly run across the bridge and back to the continent, to Gi Tou Pyros. Kushina knew that what she was about to do was a tremendous leap of faith. She gently tucked the child into a pile of leaves in the marsh.
"Naruto," she whispered, brushing his tuft of sunshine yellow hair. His innocent blue eyes looked up at his mother questioningly. Kushina looked over her shoulder apprehensively, and fell to her knees, clasping her hands above her head in a desperate motion. "Rahun... Father! Please! I beg of you, watch over my boy. You rule all and know all. Please watch over and protect my son! Mesi, I leave my child in your care. I am your faithful servant! Please, have mercy on my child. I will fight for my clan and my village, and I will die willingly—gladly even! But not my child. Please... not Naruto!"
Then, in the long hours that followed, Kurama, the demon fox, came upon a little child in the brush on the edge of the marshes. Kurama took pity on the child. He was a baby and was too young to know about the wrongs that his clan had caused the fox, or why the clan even hunted the fox in the first place.
Kurama's bright red miasma receded into his body, dissipating the fox-shaped energy that hovered in the air above him like a heavy thundercloud. His skin was quite pale, with three thick, black lines on each cheek. He had long, untamed red hair, held out of his face by a dark green bandana that was folded and tied like a headband. His upper incisors were only slightly, but his narrow slit-like eyes remained the same. They were red and hungry and cunning and cruel. The two long swords he carried on his back made no noise even as he moved to pick up the small child, although his big, shiny black boots made loud sucking noises as he schlepped though the marshy area.
The blonde infant, clearly unafraid of the stranger, peered up at him under long feminine eye lashes. He wore a strikingly bold expression. Without a second thought, Kurama took this child, Naruto, as he had heard him being called, and quickly left the stench of death that covered Chorió Ydromasáz.
End Prologue
Okay, so, I know this is really different... And probably really weird... But It's kinda weird for me too...
To clarify some things:
Minato was born in the Village Hidden in the Leaves (To Chorió Fýlla) and Kushina is from Whirlpool Village (Chorió Ydromasáz).
Miasma: n. 1) noxious exhalations putrescent organic matter; poisonous effluvia or germs polluting the atmosphere. 2) a dangerous, foreboding, or deathlike atmosphere
The Uchiha clan, just like in Naruto, are a clan from the Leaf Village (^ ^ ^)
Sasuke was 3 when Naruto was born and became an orphan, thus they are 3 years apart.