Ji stared out into the clear blue water. He was a confused man. An open pyro and a complete master of the arts.

Since he was a small child Ji had a knack for trouble and was expelled from several different ninja academies and later was banished for mass murder when he was 9. Though he proclaimed it was in self-defense he was still banished from all eternity from the village he grew up in.

By the time he was 14 he was wanted dead in 17 different villages. He was the warlord of 2 gangs and the terror of the roadside attacks.

Later in his life he was 16 and had united 27 different gangs from small bands of people with roadside pipes to full time mafias run by Nins. He possessed 2 factories that each had weapon makers working round the clock making kunais to explosives.

When he left Naruto he was 27 and the supreme warlord with over 1,000 elite soldiers around the world.

Since he was a child he had been a source of attention, spoiled since he spoke his first word and hated by all when he turned 5 when he accidentally exploded the statues of the four hokages in the village courtyard. Since he was born till the time he was eight he was the vessel for about 50 different heroes and demons of ancient lore and mythology that mothers used to scare their children into sleeping at night.

He resurrected his first body when he was seven but he happened to resurrect the spirit of a the great lord Markl that had been locked into a secret vault in a temple at the top of a mountain. The spirit of the great shaman lord was a mere image not held in this world by any physical form seen by man unless he wished it so. The great shaman poured all his knowledge into his living student from philosophy to destruction, from kings and great alchemists, masters of taijitsu to those you see on the streets that are masters. He taught him how to banish demons, how to use the ri-jitsu he ad created, how to absorb the power that lies in blood. To summon demons and remake sealed demons. How to control curse seals and how to use the powers of his burdens. How to pick out which one he wanted to use for different purposes. How to slow time and how to communicate to his different demons and heroes locked inside of him.

By this time JI considered that one day he would be Hokage. And as the man he was, he was rejected to become even a master guard for the Hidden Leaf Village. Since that day Ji used his massive power to smuggle kill and steal forbidden scrolls so he could gain knowledge.

At this moment he realized that instead of becoming Hokage he would simply take the world by force using his legion of high-class soldiers and cults of sadistic worshippers of his burdens.

Ji sat in his throne in the Temple of Skulls and looked at his followers. There were thirteen in total, this being lord Markl's number chosen. The first was Avern who was one in high political power, one of Ji's many puppets. The next was Azern, Averns brother. Azern was in charge of shipping from boats to oxen. Azern was Ji's personal friend and also his sparring partner. The second element was Kaguya Risharin, Ji's most trusted friend from childhood. Risharin was one of Ji's Four Elements, Ji's elite guard. The next was Uchiha Barduren, another personal friend of Ji and with a similar story. The third was Hyuuga Neesan, Ji's lover and a very necessary element in the Four Elements. The final was the master of water and ice, a relative of Haku. His name was Hatorgan. Another politician was the spy Baki of the Hidden Sand. The eighth member of the council was Buran of the Hidden Rain. Ninth and tenth were Dozi and Dori of the hidden leaf's Akimichi clan. The eleventh and twelfth were Seran and Sheezan again the third pair of blood brothers in the council. The last was lord Markl who was heard only by Ji. Many asked why it was called the council 13 if there were not 13 and the ruler. JI figured the tactic of saying, 'we are all equal rulers, but everyone knew that he was supreme.

The Throne of blood was made of dark black stone and sheets of thick glass in which underneath was filled with the blood of a thousand enemies. The table on front showed epic battles, heroes of old, and demons of the old ages.

Ji stood up his brawny form seemed to grow larger each second. " NOW!' everyone stared. " WE SHALL NO LONGER BE A MISHAPPEN GANG! WE SHALL BE A CLAN! A VILLAGE OF THE HIDDEN BLOOD OF THE SKULL COUNTRY!" the thousands of followers below him bellowed war cries and screeched, the very hill seemed to shake from the thousands of stomping feet. " WE SHALL BRING SKULLS FOR THE SKULL TEMPLE AND BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD THRONE! WEAPONS FOR THE WEAPON LORD AND FLESH TO THE LORD OF UNBINDING! HEROES HEARTS TO YOUR LORD AND WEALTH TO YOURSELF AND DEATH TO OUR FOES!

WE WILL BE KNOWN TO THE WORLD OF MEN AND OUR SERVANTS WILL COME FROM THE SHADOWS TO BRING CHAOS TO THE WORLD! WE ARE THE BRINGER OF CHAOS! WE ARE THE GHOST OF ANCIENT LORE AND WE ARE THE MOURNERS OF OUR ANCIENT FATHERS!

MAKE THEM JOIN AND THOSE WHO RESIST WILL DIE! BRING THE VESSALS OF THE NINE DEMONS TO ME AND THEN WE SHALL BE THE TRUE VICTORS!"

The horde of warriors leapt up and ran to begin the prophesy of a thousand skulls.

Jiraiya neatly dodged the mans blow and tore through his shirt with the rasengan and kicked another in the face. He and Naruto sat looking around them panting, "This is the third gang we've come across. And I heard from a village nearby that one village was pillaged and burned."

" I wonder if it has to do with Ji." said Naruto squinting his eyes and thinking.

Right as he finished a falcon flew down with a note tied to its leg near Jiraiya. Jiraiya cut the note open and decoded it.

"Quickly we must go back to the village." Without another words he tore through the trees and into the distance.

Tsunade was healing a nearby victim, his stomach bleeding profusely from a hook from one of the war parties surrounding the Leaf Village. Before she could finish glass bottles filled with alcohol flew over the wall with burning rags sticking out of them and explosive seal strapped on the side. As the bomb exploded shrapnel's of glass flew everywhere causing seven men to fall to the ground, clutching legs arms and some laying still.

Groups of leaf soldiers threw weapons over the walls, but they were returned, some with blood on them.

Luckily Gaara was at the village when the war parties first came and his mother (the gourd) was able to protect the wounded.

From the other side of the wall weapons, rock explosives, maces and every once in a while after a roar a human body comes over. Male female, old young the war Parties didn't care.

Once or twice soldiers from the leaf could see a glimpse of mountains of explosives and alcohol pilled in front of the door. They could easily just ram it open or picked the lock, but were the fun in that. (Yes I am a pyro).

There was a huge explosion from the gate and through the dust you could faintly see the horde of soldiers running scrambling to get through the doorway for the kill. A volley of kunais flew from the ranks wreaking havoc across the ranks of soldiers.

Uchiha Barduren stared at the oncoming soldiers running towards him. He could see the one in the front would jump and slice down the one behind him about to duck under and stab him in the leg. He quickly jumped to the side lopped of one had and severed the others arms. He raced forward followed closely by his assassination team. They were to find and kill Tsunade. It was easy. She would probably be at the spot were his soldiers were flying in the air from, nearest the wounded.

Tsunade ducked a blow from a fist that was blinding from the rings that were on it. She turned around only to see a massive chain wrap around her neck. She saw red eyes, from an Uchiha. They were filled with a raging hate but also with a deep satisfaction. She looked up only to see a spike of iron above her head, it almost looked as if it had Jesus on it…

Barduren turned his head as a soldier impaled a cross into Tsunade's head. He smirked, thinking there would be no open casket funeral for Tsunade in this lifetime. He looked at her face, it was so pretty, 'maybe I should put it in my collection…'