The sun was setting. People were starting to stop they daily chores of life and enjoy food and time together. Smoke was drifting lazily from house's chimneys. The streets were gradually getting more deserted. The air hand a nice breeze to it. It was a very pleasant evening to those who could enjoy it.
Naruto was one of the few who could not enjoy the evening. In fact, it seemed to him he could never enjoy anything again. At the moment, he was alone in the hospital room. He was glad of this. He had stopped seeing the images a long time ago. When he had come to, Tsunade had explained to him that she thought that he had been affected by a normally moderately powerful Jutsu. However, it seemed to have a huge effect on him specifically. He had been pondering why for a long time now, and he still didn't have any answer. So there he laid, eyes closed, counting his heartbeats until the answer came to him. Soon enough, it came to him, but it wasn't what he wanted to hear.
A voice popped into his head, the voice he knew was the demon fox's. "I'm surprised your not up and training by now."
"Why don't you just go away for awhile? You didn't have to see all those people die in all those gruesome ways," he said as he visibly shuddered.
"I saw what you saw. I've probably seen that many people or more die in my lifetime," was the fox's un-empathetic reply.
At this, Naruto's eyes widened. "You! You killed all those people! That's why there was so many!"
"Think idiot! Did you see me in any of those visions? No, so those people can't have been my victims."
"Well…maybe it had to do with all your victims. Maybe it just showed them dying in different ways?"
"So you're saying that this guy knew about all my victims over the past thousands of years and managed to recreate them all dying differently?"
Naruto shook his head. The demon was right. There must be something else. He just had to think.
"If you ask nicely, I'll tell you what he did," came the fox's voice.
"Just tell me and get it over with," demanded Naruto.
"Say please."
"No."
"Say it boy, or do you want to go through this again when you confront this guy?"
Naruto sighed inwardly. Damn this fox. "Fine. Please tell me what Jutsu he used."
"That's better. I believe he used the "phantoms of the mist" jutsu."
Naruto let his silence speak for him.
"Ugh, dumb kit. It's where one uses the deaths surrounding peoples past against them. It can only be used against those who've killed. Since people usually don't kill to much in their lives, it's mainly used to stun for a few seconds. That's all you really need. Against you…well, it wouldn't affect you normally, but with me sealed in you…that's a different story."
Naruto frowned. "So how am I supposed to beat this guy?"
"Do it blindfolded."
"Blindfolded?"
"Yes. Besides, learning to fight blind will help you fight anyone else that has eye powers," at this, the demon fox coughed, and Naruto knew who he was talking about.
"So, how do you suggest I do this?" Naruto asked.
"Tear off a piece of you hospital blanket, and tie it around your eyes. The just live with it on."
Naruto sighed. Why not give it a try? He did what the fox told him to, and then got out of the bed, and started to get dressed.
"This is going to be a very bad training period." Naruto muttered to himself, trying to ignore the snickering of the fox within his mind. "Damn Fox…"
Night was coming, and soon, it would be time to go out again. The cloaked teenager watched as the moon was in the sky, even though the sun had just barely set. It was going to be a nice night. Ideal for what he planned. Making the seals, the teenager created a water clone of himself. Then, casting off his cloak, he ran out of the village with his clone. He had to do this quickly, and it was quite dangerous, but the past had to be honored. The Teenager smirked. They were all stupid. You can't kill a demon. All it takes is something of the demons; a strand of hair, or a shirt, even a sword, and that demon would rise from the grave to terrify all. After all, Gen'ei Momochi had a legacy to carry on.
