Authors' Note:
Hey everyone. I am not dead. Yeah sorry for not being around for like a year, but now I am back. Now that I will have a chapter story hopefully I will be here regularly with updates. I cannot give you an estimate with how long my updates will take, but hopefully not long. I will try to keep the chapters a good length if not long.
Now to explain the fashion in which the story will be written in. I am taking from the Star Wars style in a way. I plan to have the story have 2-3 parts so that would be 3 stories approximately. The second two being sequels. Depending on how they come out each one might be able to stand on it's own and maybe not. You may feel lost because I will start with what would be the second story. Then I will cut back to the first story. Finally I will finish with the third part. See sort of like Star Wars except a lot more jumping around. Important pertaining to what this is a sequel to: I will not tell you if the second two stories are to the sequels for the real ending or the alternate ending. I like to keep you guessing. teehee!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the songs that I may use in this fic.
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Prologue:
"Ah!"
" Shiringan!"
"No!"
"Shadow position jutsu!"
"My son!"
"Byuakugan!"
"Give Up!"
"Summoning!"
"Help!"
"Forbidden technique…"
"Die!"
"Substitution jutsu!"
"Please"
"Expansion jutsu!"
"Leave!"
"Dragon Flame jutsu!"
"Go Away!"
Voices rang out all over the place, ringing through his ear caverns and resounding off his drums. He couldn't see. "What was going on?" This was all he could think. He didn't know if he was alive or dead. Flashes of light lightened the darkness around him.
His eyes were finally under his control. His vision was blurry and his head ached. His vision swam and then cleared. When it did he wished it hadn't. He wanted desperately to close his eyes or to look away, but he just couldn't. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene. Many battles were happening before him. Nothing made since as different segments of battles flashed before his eyes. Blood was everywhere. It licked at his heals. He could not move.
Then he saw himself, but he was attacking people, defenseless and armed alike. "Why…" He couldn't understand any of this. "When…" He couldn't place anything. "What is happening?" This version of himself was covered in blood and a crazed look conquered his face. He didn't recognize himself.
He then saw another version of himself. This one seemed distant and isolated. He appeared weak, but determined. "I don't understand." This version fought many, all armed or skilled, but he didn't show emotion. Then he saw what confused him the most.
The two versions were fighting each other. It was an all out battle. "What does it all mean?" It all seemed so familiar to him, but he just couldn't grasp it. He didn't know why. He knew who he was, but it seems like these pieces of his life were slipping away and he no longer could tell what they were or what happened and why. He was confused and tiered.
Now a shadowed silhouette of what looked like a person with nine tails and ears. "What is…?" He didn't know what to inquire. For a moment he felt something furry brush against his hand and swore he saw what looked like a tail. He willed it not to touch his hand and it obeyed with no verbal command. He was puzzled, but the tail disappeared. He looked back at the silhouette, but it still stood there as still as ever. Then the silhouette distorted and became nothing. It was pitch black again.
Chains began to appear and disappear everywhere. People in rags began to fade in and out with the chains. He could see some faces, but many of them had their head down or their backs to him. Some were no longer breathing. They all had scares and infected wounds. "What happened to them? What are those markings?" He shakily wondered as he noticed the markings on their necks and some their wrists. Now there was a familiar woman, but she faded away. There were men with whips and swords. He watched as a killing blow was dealt to a person chained. Then the man laughed and faded away. The face of a threatening man now appeared and stayed for a bit.
However it became transparent as a chained figure became visible. It was himself again, but this time in rags and chains. He was covered in blood, dry from old wounds and wet from open wounds. Markings, different from the other ones he saw, rested on his wrists, ankles and neck. Part of the markings lay under shackles. "Why am I chained?" Flashes began to flash before him as his chained self seemed to get closer. In all the flashes he was being tortured or in some kind of pain. In some he was with that woman and she tried to comfort him. He did not cry or say much, but just let her hug him or try to stop blood flow. Now he could see his face up close, but his eyes were empty. In an instant all images ceased again.
Now there were flashes of a young boy that seemed happy, but a great sorrow lay in his eyes when no one was around. He seemed to be deteriorating. He must be a fighter or ninja. Many flashes of battles and training sessions now played before him. All kinds of feelings washed over him. "Is that me? I can't tell. I can't think. I'm so tired." He was getting weaker.
Now the boy was younger and everywhere he went the villagers snarled or shunned him. Some even hit him or threw things at him. "Why do they hate him?" He no longer tried to know if it was himself or not. He didn't even remember thinking it might be him.
Now others flashed before his eyes. People, they, like the other flashes, seemed familiar, but he only got weaker and couldn't think. There were so many people. They all said something. They said his name. "At least I can remember something" They continued to flash and then start again. It was like a never ending circle. Though it was strange, none of them said his name anymore, but it resounded through the darkness like an echo. This voice was different from the others. It was familiar in a different way, then the other voices. "Who are you?" It overlapped and got progressively louder as the flashes became faster. The people flashed so fast he almost couldn't distinguish between them anymore. The voice seemed more prominent and called more urgently. "I'm here," He tried to calm the voice and bring the owner to him as well. The voice continued its calls, still becoming more frantic. Then suddenly it stopped. All was quiet and black. He closed his eyes trying to hold back tears of frustration. He was so tiered.
The indication of external light caused him to open his eyes. A single image was becoming visible. The voice began again at a whisper. It was much calmer, almost fond. The only thing visible of the image was the pair of eyes. Those eyes were mesmerizing. He couldn't look away. Memories of squabbling and all out battles flooded is brain. The voice was now at a regular volume. It called his name again. He could feel arms wrap around his waist and chest and bring him against another. At his ear he once again heard his name with relief in the voice as the person held on as if he was their lifeline. This presence seemed to bring every kind of emotion from rivalry to friendship to happiness to sorrow to, but most of all love. Then once again everything was gone, the feeling, the emotion, the sound and the sight. Everything was gone, all was darkness. He couldn't even hear his breathing or feel his heartbeat. He couldn't move. It was like being detached from one's body. "Am I in my body? Am I alive?" He asked himself. What happened next would be the most puzzling.
A roar ripped through the darkness. He was frightened, but comforted. A chill ran up his spine, but his heart warmed. He was confused. He once again stared at himself, but it just stared back at him. It was his reflection in thee mirror. It was a full length mirror. He stared at himself in it. After a few seconds it shattered into thousands of pieces at his feet. Many images he couldn't place lay in the broken pieces. The pieces faded away into nothing.
Then he drew his attention to the darkness that seemed to crack and crumble. It was like the mirror. As the darkness below him crumbled and fell, he fell with it. "What is this!" That was his last thought before he fell into unconsciousness.
A loud beeping emitted and penetrated his head. It sounded like it was under water at first, but then it got clearer. Whatever it was becoming more frequent. Voices swarmed around him. Where was he? Who was speaking? Were they speaking to him? He didn't know. His eyes were sore and heavy. He found it hard to open them. The beeping was becoming steadier. He pried his eyes partially open, but it was so bright that he closed them again. He opened them again and blinked slowly with much effort until his eyes adjusted. All the while blurry faces hovered above him and the voices overlapped. He was groggy. The figures were clear now and they had moved away from him. He was not conscious for long, but he could understand some of what was said to him before he lost his grasp on consciousness.
"He's revived."
"He's awake."
"Naruto?"
"Hey can you hear me?"
"Is he okay?"
"Naruto?"
"I hope so."
"Naruto…"
Then there was nothing.
…...Owari…...
Authors' Note:
So what did you think. I know what is going on and I was confused. Lol. Well I hope you read and review. I especially hope you liked it. It will make more sense as we all go along. Well, like I explained before the style of the story succession is weird, but you will get it. I hope to update soon so be stay tooned.
Note(s):
- I can't put them all the songs that inspired/ Goes Along With many of my chapters in so I made an inspired by/Goes Along With section. I may have had the story line for about three or four years. So the story was really here first, but songs often go along with the chapters. So I tell you which one I thought they were. I have hundreds of songs in consideration, but some are the same thing so it all comes down to specific lines, over all or just make an inspired by/Goes With section. You can see which one I chose. The songs that inspired the chapters may seem to have nothing to do with the chapter sometimes. That may be because my interpretation of the song is different from yours or maybe it was just one line, phrase or section of the song that inspired/Goes with it. You can make it a game to find out or ask me about it. As far as the interpretation thing, I may use a love song to stand to a strong bond or friendship instead of love, or a friendship song for love or something. It just depends. Some of them may inspire more than one chapter or just one. Maybe a chapter doesn't have a song to go with it. It just depends. Anyway on with it! Ne?
-If you guys know other songs that could, which I am sure there are then you could let me know and I may put it on there as an inspired by/goes with section of the chapter even if it is just a specific scene of the chapter.
Chapter Inspired by/Goes Along With the Song(s):
"Like You'll Never See Me Again" by Alicia Keys
Important Notes:
-I plan to make it a song fic or at least with many chapters. I will also try to make videos to give you a sort of picture of the story for the caps with songs. I can't guarantee a variety of pics, but you know, so yeah. Let me know what you think. Some people hate song fics and others love them so I may or may not do it. I just want to know what you think.
-I WILL NOT abandon the story. It is not my style. I will eventually finish this story, if for nothing else, but my pure satisfaction.
-Please excuse spelling or grammar mistakes and let me know.
-If I happen to be like months behind or even weeks start reminding me that I need to start working on the next chapter or post it. Sometimes I get busy or lazy and forget. I am a senior so I am busy. I have AP classes and college applications and preparations too, so there is much to do.
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