CHAPTER 1
The Legend of Namikaze
(300 years before the actual story)
In the lone street of konoha-gakure-sato, assemblages of thugs are seizing the stillness of the wee hour's air of conjectural mutiny calculated in the nether years of their syndicate. Their long black thick cloth hovering their sized like amazons appearance, their characteristic that like of Spartans, and their piercing arrogances is just ample to slay masses of menacing ninja against their stature of philosophies. Tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock!
"It's time my people! Let us begin!" said by the fledgling forerunner.
"Ossu—
Numbers of guards are dwindling in their sentinels in their authentic onus stance to safeguard their royal highness precious life, Danzo, their proud colossaing.
"My k_ing, my king, we are surrounded by those rebels, their strong and persistent, I had never seen such boundless powers as theirs!" stuttered by the General.
"They are just fits of filthy peasants! Are you not the general of my appointed hordes, try to sort yourself cost of the cup, go and serve your king you despicable!
"But my king, our guards are not as comparable thump against those thugs. Their invincible, we can't possibly retort them, with the armies we have; there's no doubt we might be fallen!"
"Then, you are not fitted of the title, GENERAL MOTOKO!"
In split seconds, Danzo struck his steel, deafening into the chest of the general, as he lay back down gasping for the sheer culmination of his time.
"It is your honor that a royal blade ended your life, my unwavering general! Sai!"
"Here I am my king!"
"Its time let Kurama lodge out from the cell!"
"Yes my King, what should I do with your people then?"
"Let them be, Kurama sure enjoys their flesh for feast as with those thugs!"
"As you wish my king"
Sai left his king's chamber and walk through the abyss of the castles horrid place; the cell where the soundless fiend lurks, Kurama, konahas pricey ownership. His fangs is well recognized to slaughter in a swift not only the physical being but is also adept to snivel ones souls out. He fears nothing and goes fort destruction, not even the king could afford to stop him, and no greater man can pull him down even with his paramount pair of twine. But the king knows this, and he doesn't spring a care! In the rear end of the castle, a secret chamber were of possession by the king, said as his path towards another village, only in his power that he may open the seal towards that destination of the veiled village of Eddi (fire); a place of utopia where supremacy prowls to those who comes to offer his soul as an exchange for his wishes.
"I was starting to doubt that you wouldn't come, I thought you were mighty enough not to leave your throne Danzo!" a young man stood by the door of danzo's stealthy hollow.
"Then you should have known me better, Minato, my ones loyal feat."
"That's why I never edge from where I stood right at this moment, isn't that obvious my king!"
"You and your filthy loads of follower, are going to die in this place, and as for you, you might want to spare your life by leaving if you please!"
"Though I have served you, I have never been like you danzo, I will never abandon my people! And it is not I who is to leave this world, it is you!"
"Let's see about that, shall we!"
Both of konoha's marvelous combatants stood in their stuns as both waited for the moment to attack. Minato drew his customary kunai in defensive bout from danzo's dangle of swordsmanship knack. Danzo born impatient log his sword charging minato. The splashes of their weapons echo the hall, equally unwilling to fall, discretely familiar of each of their ways, so much alike to instinctively come towards each other.
"Surrender Minato, follow my leads, and you shall harbor a great title from me!"
"Never, today marks your defeat my unlawful king!"
"You will regret this Minato, I have Kurama in my possession, and all of your people will die in my hands and their life's will forever burden you with regrets for going against me you peasant!"
"me and my people will die in honor not following your dirty thrown!"