Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
A/N: This is my first real try at a Naruto fanfiction (I did upload a Naruto fanfic once before but deleted it). It was inspired by the second shippuden ending and the comic Morning Glories by Nick Spencer. Please review; tell me what you like, what you hate, what I need improvement on. Please be honest I need the criticism. Most of all read and enjoy.
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The silver haired man stood in front of the classroom, rambling on with his lesson even though most of the students clearly weren't listening. One student, a small pale girl, brought out a long strip of paper from her pocket that had strange writing scribbled on it. She carefully stuck the paper to the bottom of her desk. The small girl did this act so quick and quietly none of the other students noticed. However the silver haired man noiced.
Interrupting his own lesson the silver haired man ran toward the desk the girl was sitting at. In one swift motion the man grabbed the desk, lifted it over his head, and threw it out of a nearby window. Shattered glass rained down outside and sprinkled over the floor in the classroom.
Before the shock of this action could even sink into the minds of the students a loud explosion shook the classroom violently, making some students fall out of their seats and onto the floor. A ball of fire erupted outside from where the desk had landed, turning the grass it was touching to ash and blackening the ground surrounding it.
The classroom was dead silent, the students were too afraid and confused to say anything. The silver haired man glared hotly at the small girl who sat in her chair looking unfazed by what had happened.
The man took a few steps closer to the girl, leaving only an inch between them. Reaching down the man took the girl's chin in his hand. His grasp was gentle but the girl could since the urge to break every bone in her face from the slight shiver of his fingers.
"That was uncalled for Ms. Kio," the man said calmly with murder in his eyes, "and also quite reckless. If I hadn't seen you with the paper bomb it would have killed you when it detonated. All you would have succeeded in doing was killing yourself and a few classmates. I would have been injured but not fatally. So what was your real purpose?"
The man's anger subsided as he began to figure out what was really going on. The girl was just a destraction to keep their attention preoccupied. Her plan was not to escape or kill him. Her real purpose was...
"There are other's who are trying to escape!" The silver haired man exclaimed.
Leaving the girl for later the man rushed out the classroom and alerted the guards of the escape plan. The man informed the guards the explosion they heard was a diversion meant to hold the teacher's and guard's attention long enough for a group of students to leave the school.
"Set up three squads; first squad will search the school for any students not in class, second squad will go to classrooms and take attendance to see which students are missing, and third squad will search the outside of the school in case some might have already escaped. Go!" The man commanded.
The guards immediately went into action and divided their great numbers into three groups, then set out on their assignment.
The silver haired man stood in the hall watching the guards getting together and moving out. Once he knew the situation was in their hands he went back inside his classroom to deal with the girl. The man didn't drag out the girl's death, but he didn't finish her as quick as he could either. The other students looked on with cold expressions, they had witnessed the countless deaths of students who had tried to defy the school's faculty. When they had witnessed such a thing over and over again, the children had learned to grit their teethe and bare it. No matter how much they hated it and thought it was wrong most of them would do nothing about it, too afraid to be punished next.
In another part of the school three teenagers were running for their lives. Two were boys of the same age, one was a girl a year or so younger then them. The trio knew that this would be their only chance to escape the Flourishing Leaf Academy, if they were caught they would be killed or worse. They had seen the other way the school dealt with trouble makers, and it made being dead look much better.
"Should we stay together or split up?" One of the boys asked.
The other boy, the leader of the group, thought for a moment then decided.
"We should split. If they catch us now Kio's death would be a waste. If at least one of us can get away then that person can inform the leaf village about what's really going on in this school."
The other kids nodded. The true purpose of this escape wasn't their freedom, it was to bring about the end of this hell hole that had everyone fooled, even the Hokage. If they could do that it didn't matter how many died it would be worth it.
The three kids broke off in different directions. The leader went down a stairwell, skipping several steps at once. He reached the bottom of the steps and was heading toward the door leading to a hall.
The faint sounds of steps made him look through the glass in the door first. There were five guards passing through. The leader would have fought the guards head on, they were only swordmen, but that could take away time that he would need in order to escape. He waited until the guards went on then he opened the door quietly and made his way in the opposite direction.
The leader moved at a fast pace, keeping silent all the while. He was going to make it! He would be at one of the exits soon and then he would be out. He knew he might have to deal with some guards but outside he could pull off a jutsu and get away quicker then he could inside.
Finally the boy reached the door and in one push found himself breathing in the sweet smell of summer. This was the first time he had been outside without any teachers or guards watching his every move since he had been to the academy. It was such a new sensation to not have eyes on him for once, to be invisible. He couldn't stop to enjoy the feeling for long, there was still the courtyard and the thirty foot wall to get through and then he could celebrate.
The boy closed the space between him and the wall within moments. Gathering chakra in his feet the boy began running up the wall. He was close to the top, only five steps away! Four! Three! Two! On-
A sharp pain struck the boys lower back. With his concentration gone the chakra left his feet and he fell to the ground. Blood flowed from the boy's mouth, like a rain drop down a flower's petal. Through blurry globes he saw the sky and the birds who were able to fly over the wall he had so desperately wanted to scale over. He would not be able to, but with any luck one of the others would make it. At least one of them had to escape, and tell the leaf village-
"Noone escaped." A cold voice told the boy.
With effort the boy looked to the source of the voice. A pale man with white hair stood over him, in one hand holding a blade made of bone. The other blade was still buried in the boy's back.
"The girl who activated the paper bomb is dead. The other two were caught and will be dead soon as well. I could bring you in, but there would be no point. It would make more since to simply kill you here."
The pale man placed the tip of the blade on the right side of the boy's neck, then ran it to the left side. The pale man was not interested in watching the boy die so he left him where he was, his heart pumping his blood through the gash in his throat.
The Flourishing Leaf Academy had to recover quickly from this latest attemp at escape because in one week it would be enrollment day. That meant another batch of students to contend with, and if they were lucky one of them would have what they wanted. There was no rush however, as long as the leaf village was ignorant of their actions they could experiment and test all they wanted.
In one week new students would be entering the halls of Flourishing Leaf Academy, and would soon find themselves desperately trying to get out of them.
To Be Continued...
