The Shattered Weapon
This is my first Naruto-centered story. I did write a couple of Naruto fics before but this is the first one with Naruto as the main character.
I hope you enjoy!
The forest was silent and the air brewing around the forest was chilly, but not only that it was also bitter.
Eight humans wearing battle-vests but more importantly, wearing headbands with a symbol of rocks on them glanced at each other from the different spot where they were hiding. They all nodded at once, deciding to carry on with the mission that they'd come here to complete. However, before they could move, they heard some rustling sound coming from somewhere close by.
All the shinobis from Iwagakure upped their guards upon hearing the sound once again; this time the noise evidently coming from the way in which they were headed.
"Aaaaaaa!" One of the Iwagakure ninjas screamed as he suffered absolutely stinging pain from his gut. With the remaining strength he had, he slowly moved his hand through his guy and looked down at it but what he saw made him yell once again; he had been stabbed through the stomach and he didn't even know who or what did it.
The screams of their comrade got the attention of the other seven shinobi from Iwagakure. From the sounds of it, they discerned that their friend had been taken out even without him knowing it. Sweat dripped down their faces at the moment they saw his body fall on the ground.
They all couldn't believe it; one of their own had been taken out just like that. He was a Jonin recognized by their village and even a ninja of his class probably died without doing anything. How could that be possible? They hadn't even entered the village of Konoha, the one which they came to infiltrate and they'd already lost one member. How in the world did Konohagakure find out about their infiltration; they weren't even anywhere close to the village.
As all these thoughts crossed their minds, another scream left one of the ninjas. And just like the first one, he too fell on the ground after a few seconds; only six remained.
Even between all this chaos spreading between the men from Iwagakure, one boy remained calm, emotionless and cold. From the top of one of the nearby trees, a young boy with wavy blonde hair and blue eyes observed the six remaining members of the group from Iwagakure. He wore a red undershirt which was mostly covered by his red jacket, zipped more than half-way and dark blue trousers. Placed on his right arm was a mask covered with red spiky stripes coming out of all the corners while the rest of the mask remained white.
Naruto Uzumaki took a deep and long breath and soon, he killed all of the Iwagakure, one after the other until only one remained.
"Please…. Please don't kill me!" A man with blue hair wearing a headband with symbols of mountains on it - probably in his twenties cried for his life, slowly crawling back on the ground.
The man came to a halt as his back hit one of the trees in the forest. Around him, there were many bodies covered in blood and all of them wore the same Hidden Stone headband as him. The only two humans alive in the vicinity were him and the shinobi that he and his team had the bad fortune of confronting; one with blonde hair, blue eyes and a Konohagakure headband resting on his forehead.
Naruto Uzumaki ignored all the pleas from the ninja from Iwagakure and just took strides towards him. His eyes were hollow, his face showed no signs of any emotions whatsoever, and in his hand was only one short sword, enveloped in red hot blood that he'd used to assassinate seven other Jounins and Chunins from Iwagakure.
Wasting no more time, Naruto dashed at the Iawgakure shinobi, whose eyes only showed shock for a second before the blond Uzumaki slashed his throat with his sword. The sharp edge of the sword sliced through the Iwagakure ninja's skin like butter and in an instant, he was out cold. His blood covered Naruto's face, who didn't even bother to wipe it off. And just like that, he'd completed the mission given to him; to wipe out the spies from Iwagakure.
8 years earlier...
The Sandaime Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi massaged his forehead and glanced at the three other people present in the room. The council room of Konohagakure was silent, everyone awaiting the response of the Hokage. Hiruzen had no other option now besides agreeing with the other three on the matter that they had just discussed.
"So what will it be, Hiruzen?" A man with an eye covered in bandages, sitting opposite Hiruzen asked the Hokage.
Another few moments passed before Sandaime Hokage gave his response to Danzo. "I will agree on training the boy as you said but his Sensei would be of my choice." Hiruzen stated firmly. He was making enough compromises as it is, and he wouldn't let the child's childhood be wasted like that. After all, he'd promised the boy's parents that he would take care of him in their absence.
The other two members of the Konoha council, Homura Mitokado and Koharu utatane, also gave Hiruzen Sarutobi's condition a deep thought before glancing at each other and nodding.
"Fine," Koharu agreed on the Hokage's terms. "You can choose the one to train Naruto Uzumaki."
Hiruzen nodded, lasing his fingers and resting his chin on them. The Sandaime Hokage had to make sure that Naruto Uzumaki, the host of the nine-tailed fox be trained by someone whom he trusted completely and the only thing that ran through his mind right now was whom to pick. The decision wasn't one to be made hastily; he had to choose the shinobi who would do the job in the best way possible.
The topic of discussion between the Konoha council members was the future of Naruto Uzumaki, the nine-tailed Jinchuriki. His parents, Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki had sacrificed their lives to protect the village of Konoha, but more importantly their son, Naruto Uzumaki. Danzo Shimura, Homura and Koharu suggested that Naruto should be trained away from other children, to make him Konohagakure's secret weapon to unleash whenever the village was in danger. Naturally, Hiruzen Sarutobi was against the idea as he wanted the boy to have a normal childhood like all the other children of the village would.
But he too, understood that it wouldn't be possible for the Jinchuriki of the Nine Tails to have a normal childhood; he knew very well that people despised him for having the nine-tailed fox inside of him and considered him to be a beast, instead of a hero for saving the village by limiting the fox spirit's power inside his small body. At last, he had to accept that the best way to keep Naruto from getting the villager's harsh treatment would be to keep him busy with training, which would eventually benefit the boy.
Hiruzen Sarutobi still appeared to be in thought, even after the council meeting had ended about an hour ago and the other members had left. Who could he pick to oversee Naruto? He understood very well that he had to pick the person carefully; after all, Naruto's and possibly the village's future depended on the way the host of the nine-tailed fox would be trained.
Add to that, the promise Hiruzen made to Kushina and Minato in their last moments; he promised them that he would take care of Naruto and look after him, at least until the boy was old enough to take care of himself. The third Hokage wasn't about to break the vow made to the Yondaime Hokage, not until his last breath.
'Kushina, Minato.' Hiruzen sighed as he finally made up his mind about Naruto's trainer. 'Your son will be in good hands.'
In the clear grounds on the outskirts of Konohagakure, a child with blonde hair and blue eyes gazed at the two people in front of him; one of them being the Sandaime Hokage while the other was a young boy with black eyes and long, jet black hair tied in a small ponytail behind his back. The five year old Naruto Uzumaki knew the Hokage but he wondered who the boy with the deadliest glare he'd seen, wearing the Konohagakure headband on his head was.
"Naruto," Hiruzen began, speaking in a soft tone so as not to scare the young son of the Yondaime Hokage. "You want to be a ninja when you grow up, don't you?" he questioned, bending down to Naruto's level and patting him on the head.
The mentioned boy looked at Sarutobi with eyes filled with innocence, and slowly nodded his head. "Yes, I do, Hokage-sama." His voice was only more than a whisper as he got those words out of his mouth.
The young Naruto Uzumaki's dream had always been to become an exceptional ninja of Konohagakure, to be like the heroes of the village, to be like the Hokage. He admired each Hokage and had the greatest respect for them but the one he truly considered his idol was the Yondaime Hokage, Minato Namikaze. Who wouldn't want to be like the Yondaime Hokage after hearing stories of his bravery?; the most famous of them being the way he saved Konohagakure when the nine-tailed fox suddenly appeared and threatened to destroy the village.
A smile crept on Hiruzen's face at the earnest reply he got from Naruto. He knew how the young Uzumaki admired all the Hokage, especially the Yondaime. After all, he was the one who told him stories about the Fourth whenever he had the time. "To become a ninja, you have to train hard and have the determination to never give up. But you can't become a strong ninja with only physical strength, you have to train your mind too. To be able to predict your enemy's moves and countering it before they can do anything is what makes a great shinobi." He paused for a few seconds before speaking once again. "Will you train your hardest and become a shinobi who would protect Konohagakure at all costs?" the old man asked.
Naruto intently listened to each and every word Hiruzen said and tried his best to understand as much as he could. At the Hokage's last statement, Naruto nodded, determination clearly visible on his features. "I will, Hokage-sama. I will become strong to protect the village, just like you do."
"Very well. This man here," Hiruzen stood back up and extended his hand towards the teenage boy standing beside him. "is Itachi Uchiha. He will be your Sensei from now on."
The blond Uzumaki gazed at Itachi Uchiha, trying his best to understand the guy who would be his first teacher. But, Naruto couldn't deduce anything from the emotionless expression that Itachi wore on his face; the only noticeable action being his deadly glare which seemed to be emitting the overwhelmingly powerful aura of Itachi's.
After a few moments of silence, Naruto got out of his daze and bowed to the Uchiha. "It's nice to meet you, Itachi-sama. My name is Naruto Uzumaki."
Observing the boy's formal behavior, Hiruzen chuckled but soon, it turned into a grimace as he again remembered that he might be the one taking away Naruto's childhood from him. He had full faith that the young, twelve year old Itachi would turn Naruto into a great ninja but even he wasn't sure what kind of harsh training Naruto would have to endure in the future. He clenched his fists, still regretting the day of the nine tail attack; only if he would've saved the day and sacrificed himself instead of Minato, not just Naruto, but the entire village of Konoha might have had a much brighter future.
With cuts and bruises spread throughout his face, Naruto panted heavily as he fell to his knees and rested his palms on the ground. His clothes had been torn in several spots, blood dripping down from the cuts on his arms and legs as well.
Almost two years had gone by since Naruto started his training under Itachi Uchiha, by the orders of the Sandaime Hokage. In these two years, Naruto sure had grown, in both body and skill. Training with one of the best ninjas in the village was sure to make him strong, but it also meant that Naruto had to train his heart out every day, until he had no energy left to move.
And boy, Itachi was strict when it came to training, doing his job to train the boy everyday. But in these past two years that Naruto spent with Itachi, he'd come to admire him; and also the dedication he had for the village and his training. He considered it an honor to be taught by a shinobi like the Uchiha child prodigy. And one thing that Itachi possessed which made Naruto gasp in awe every time the Uchiha used it was his Kekkai Genkai : The Sharingan.
"Get up, Naruto!" Itachi called out to the seven year old boy, who would be turning eight soon. "If you're this weak, you can forget about protecting the village." The Uchiha prodigy threw a kunai towards Naruto that went past him like a bullet and struck the bull's eye at the tree. In the process of it going past Naruto, the kunai had left a cut on his cheek, which started to bleed.
But instead of being worried about the injuries that he'd faced, Naruto just got even more impressed. "That was amazing, Itachi nii-san. You've got to teach me to have such great precision with your kunai!" he exclaimed excitedly, getting up on his feet, albeit still tired as made clear by his heavy breaths.
"I am your Sensei while training, not your brother." Itachi said with a grave look on his face.
And just in the next instant, he vanished from sight and before Naruto could even blink, Itachi punched him in the gut, seemingly appearing from nowhere. The nine-tailed Jinchuriki spat out blood, his eyes widening as he held his stomach with both his hands at the incredible pain he felt by Itachi's blow. This wasn't new for Naruto; not new at all. Itachi never held back and this time was no exception.
I wanted to write a Naruto centered fanfiction for quite a while now and I finally managed to get one done. At first, I was going to write a fanfiction in which Naruto leaves the village to train alone after he find out that everyone hates him but a few suggestions from some people made me write this fic.
Naruto's years in training will be revealed in the next few chapters so if you're wondering what happened between the time Naruto was training to the time of the assassination, fret not cause it will be revealed soon.
Also, there might be romance in the story. I haven't completely decided if I want to add the romance aspect to the story or not.
Anyways, how was the chapter? This was just a prologue so the future chapters will be quite longer than this one.
Make sure to leave a review about the story and give me some critique, suggestion, ideas for the next chapters. Thanks for reading!