Disclaimer: *see chapter one*
"What the hell happened here?" Asked naruto. " How am i supposed to know?" Naruto and Jiraya were currently standing on top of the wall of Konoha, right above the gate. Currently they were staring at the village , or what was left of it. Blood was everywhere, which explained the smell. "W-w-what in the name of kami is THAT!" Naruto yelled as he pointed to an alleyway. It was a man in his mid-thirties. Or it used to be. His left arm was torn of, and his entire right side was charred black, oh and he had a sword through his neck. "Well I don't know, and im pretty sure i don't wanna,so lets get rid of it. FIRE ONE!" Jiraya replied as he threw a shuriken at the creature. "And-YES!" The shuriken slammed into the creatures heart, knocking it over. "Nice shot Ero-sennin! So, now let's try to- WHAT THE HELL?" The creature, dispite a fatal wound, scratch that, several fatal wounds, the creature got back up and was now staggering towards them, until suddenly a kunai slammed into its head with a sickening SPLUCH! "Jiraya-sama, Naruto-san, this way!" Ordered the Anbu who presumably threw the kunai. "But why?" naruto asked "No time for questions, MOVE!" "NO! what the hell Was that thing? Whats going on?" Cried naruto and jiraya, after which they were promptly knocked unconcious by the Anbu member. "Sheesh, learn to follow orders in a crisis why dontcha'." And with that the Anbu dragged the pair to wherever he was trying to get the two, now uncoincious ninja, to go.