Disclaimers: There are scenes taken (and adapted) from Naruto Chapter 670 and Buffy the Vampire Slayer Season 5, Episode Restless.

Chapter 6

Konohagakure no Sato was a fairly large village, most people thought it a grand and secure place, but it was nothing compared to Uzugakure, even destroyed as it were, the tall, vast structures still bare witness to its once majestic settlement.

Something that five figures walking trough desolate land knew well, after all Konoha and Uzu were once allies.

There were buildings. Lots of them big and small, made from red stone and adorned by Uzumaki swirl, but not one was whole.

What all of them had found strange was that while the buildings were damaged, it wasn't damage from the passage of time

In fact, green paint on door frames and various other bright colours, orange among them, were looking as if freshly painted. All looked frozen in time, no birds singing, or insect in sight. Dead trees, with not a hint of green stood like skeletons on watch on the abandoned pirate ship and burnt grass or cracked ground, not even the air moved. The buildings however were different structure than those of Konoha, indeed, however only Kochō recognised the Architecture that looked like that of a mix of Japanese and Greece, with Mediterranean arches. And were those frescos on the walls? Truly the Ghost town of Elemental nations.

If they'd been unaware that Uzu was ruined decades ago, they'd thought attack on the village, no city, since it was much larger than Konoha, even the smallest building was bigger than the Hokage tower.

Soon curiosity warred within Naruto and so he finally reached out and traced the writing on the pillar, just as his fingertips made contact with the cool surface, the seal array glowed in to existence and before Naruto could think to react, in the blinding florescent green light the five shinobi vanished.

Reappearing in a circular room, Kochō gasped, this was it…this was what she was dreaming about since Wave mission four weeks ago. Her shock was however put on hold, when Naruto's voice was heard.

"Did I do that?"

Kochō snorted, Sakura introduced her palm to her forehead and Sasuke introduced his palm to the back of Naruto's head.

"Not funny, Naruto." he grumbled.

"Anyway, since we are here, let's explore –ttebayo!"

"We should look for exit though." The voice of reason Kakashi, added.

But then something strange happened…the Kanji and wall paintings glowed softly and suddenly …


Kakashi found himself standing in the clearing by lit camp fire before the familiar kind-faced man with dark eyes which had deep lines running underneath them, with spiky, silver-colored hair that reached into the middle of his back tied in a ponytail and bangs that hung over his forehead protector, of Konoha no Shiroi Kiba … Hatake Sakumo his father. His father whom died of wounds that he inflicted on himself.

"Hello son."


Naruto was looking around at the weird place he found himself in…and even weirder old man. A man who was way older than jiji, trough the older than Hokaje-jiji the geezer actually had horns. And he had closed eyes. And in his right hand he held a staff, that had two big rings on either end only the ring on one end was in the shape of crescent moon, while the other was full circle and had six smaller rings inside it. That was not all, Naruto noted, the geezer was floating.

"Your reaction … I had already partly predicted that you might react this way." Geezer said calmly, his eyes still closed.

"Gah, great I got an old geezer that likes to lecture people.-ttebayoo."

The geezer opened his eyes then and Naruto froze…that pattern, he was almost sure he saw that somewhere.

"Your eyes." He stated, watching the man warily. "Is it a condition or a blood line?"

"You are good at observing people," Geezer nodded to him, "I hope you understand the situation you are currently in?"

"My team and I were in the runs and tripped something up?"

"Yes, Uzugakure's training seal, but your and one other chakra overlapped and brought me forward."

"And who are you, again dattebayo?"

"My name is or rather was Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo but I believe you know me more under the title of Rikudō Sennin."

"Ah, yes," Naruto nodded, "I am Uzumaki Naruto. And that still doesn't tell me anything. I never heard of you."

Hagoromo nodded. "Yes, well, youngsters are not meant to sit still and read dusty and boring scrolls. I am the one who created Ninshū."

"Ninjutsu, you are the one that…" He thought aloud before being cut off by the geezer.

"Not ninjutsu, Ninshū! My Ninshū was created to inspire hope. Do not confuse it with ninjutsu, which was made to create war!" He shouted slamming his staff.

The old man composed himself, taking a deep breath Naruto, now sensing an important, but probably boring, lecture ahead decided to sit down.

"I exemplified my teachings by distributing chakra meant to "connect" people's spiritual energies with one another. It would allow people to understand each other without communication and would allow them pray for each others safety. However, people didn't use the chakra to connect with others, but to instead connect their inner spiritual and physical energies together. They kneaded their inner chakra to amplify it and transform it into today ninjutsu. In the end, they ended up using their chakra in battle, just as my mother Kaguya did."

"Your mother?"


Kochō is standing in a desert across from her stands a skittish, balding and bespectacled man in old woollen suit. He is dangling two slices of cheese before Kochō's face.

With an eye twitch the girl reaches out and rips the cheese out of man hands.

"I don't like cheese."

At that the man pulls a plate of American cheese and offers it to irritated kunoichi.

"I made a little space for the cheese slices."

Once again Kochō interrupts, but this time she slams the plate, cheese and all, in the man's face.

"Look Cheese fruitcake man, I am pretty sure this is some sort of vision quest, or whatever, but one: I seriously dislike cheese, and two: what in blue hell does cheese wearing man in tacky woolen suit have to do with vision quest?."

"It does but not for you." comes the voice from behind her.

Kochō turners around to watch a young sandy haired woman in flowing Indian garb striding toward her. Shrugging off the sheer weirdness of this vision thing she turns away from the man. Who at the moment is saying as it nothing happened, still covered in slices of cheese.

"I wear the cheese." He said as if nothing happened, "cheese doesn't wear me."

Ignoring the nuisance, for now, Kochō turns her full attention to unfamiliar woman.

"For who then?" She asked.

"Her," the woman she points toward the dune where a brunette girl in leather trousers and jacket is rolling with a tall, white painted woman in rags with dreaded black hair down the dune kicking and punching as they went.

"Huh…?" was Kochō reply, while the cheese man dangled cheese yet again,

"These will not protect you."

A vain throbbed at the back of the Kochō head and she slowly turned to the face the cheese man, wearing a thin smile on her face.

The man whipped another slice from somewhere and offered it to Kochō, which resulted in flying man that got a falcon punched so hard it propelled him across the space toward the two fighting on the sand, with a shouted, "Get lost creep!" from the irritated shinobi.

With that taken care off she turned back toward the speaker. Coming to realization of in which vision or whatever she intruded by accident.

"They are Slayers aren't they?"

"Yes as you once were," The woman nodded, "the first and the last in the line."

"And I?"

"You are no longer; you are a shadow and a thought a diversion of what you once were."

"But I am still connected."

"Yes." she answered simply.

"Aha and why is that?" Kocho asked.

"You weren't supposed to leave."

"Er, did you happen to not notice that it was written that Slayer shall face the Master. And Die, for her trouble?" The kunoichi replied with a hint of sarcasm.

"Yes but it wasn't meant to remain that way."

"Ah so not only that I in a way flunked the written, in being reborn with all memories of Buffy Summers, but I flunked unwritten, that's…" a giggle escaped her then a full blown laughter followed close behind. Once she came down she looked the blond woman in her gray eyes.

"My name is Shunran Kochō not Buffy Summers, I might have been her and this new life is unplanned but it is mine. And it will stay mine and mine alone"

"That is truth, but you don't know who you are, what's to come. You are at the beginning."

Kochō nodded, that was the truth, she did sometime wonder who she was, especially when she was younger, she had mini identity crisis on occasion, and in retrospect she didn't know how much she changed, or how things will turn out in the future.

"So oh wise one, any advice? Since I am no longer the Slayer the cryptic is no longer necessary." said Kochō with a slight upward tilt of her lips.

"You are no longer alone, remember that."

"Okay..."

"Slayer walks alone, she lives in action of death, the blood cry, the penetrating wound, and she is destruction. Absolute. Alone."

"Even as a Slayer I wasn't alone."

"You were the Chosen one, and The Slayer doesn't walk in this world."

"Perhaps not, but I am no longer the one."

"No you are not. Remember that."

"Anything else?"

"Yes, chose your companion wisely." She said while motioned around herself.

"What...oh pretty?" Kochō observed butterfly flying past, then she saw a mole peak from the ground and lastly, she looked up when she heard a cry from above and saw a bat flying above her.

"Wait, companion? You don't mean I'll get summon somehow, because none of those are in Konoha," then she thought a moment and added, "That I know off."

"Yes, you'll have to chose one and decide whom to give the other two. You don't have much time."

Now wasn't that just great, wait, she thought, she knew just who should get a mole, her teacher and friend that is blind, the guy she had a crush on when she was younger…hey he might be blind but he was cute even then and 17 year old when she fished him out of the river and used CPR. It did help that the guy knew about her previous life. But perhaps she should not jump the horses after all she didn't have any (type of) contract just yet.

But then so could a bat. Or maybe she should just give him both. And she'd keep butterflies. After all Naruto will get a contract from his Godfather, Sasuke will get a hawk contract, and Sakura a slug from Tsunade.


Sasuke was staring at a very tall, pale man, who looked far older than Hokage did with deep wrinkles and spiky, shoulder length pale red hair with chain length braid hanging in front his left ear. What Sasuke found odd however were two horn like protrusions on his head.

"Hn."

Sakura was looking over a lake … she knew that this was some sort of test or something, but she didn't know what to do.

So she started to walk around.

With Sasuke who was standing and listening to the Kono Yo no Kyūseishu.

"Yes my mother, Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, she came here in this land and since she longed for pace she had eaten the fruit of the Shinju. And so she put an end to all conflict, for this she was worshiped as the Usagi no Megami."

"Hn."

"You really remind me of my eldest, Indra was his name." Hagoromo slammed his staff into the ground, causing ripples as an image formed. Sasuke looked down as the image grew clearer and clearer, until the raven could see a reflection of a man with long brown hair cut short on top, with two locks wrapped in bandages framing either side of his face. His eyebrows were cut short, a symbol of his nobility of old, Sasuke knew, and his eyes had blue markings around them, which were turned up at the corners. He wore a high-collared, light-coloured kimono held closed by a dark sash. Around the collar of the kimono was adorned with magatama under which he wore a black full-bodied suit.

Feeling that he'll have to prod the hermit with questions Sasuke asked the expected question.

"And the other son?"

"You know identity of transmigration of Ashura, Sasuke."

"Hn."

And indeed he did, Sasuke thought.


Kakashi was sitting comfortably across his father, seeing the man again brought many pleasant memories from his childhood back.

He gave a wry chuckle, he had been so eager to grow up back then.


Sakura watched wide eyed at the two children now clinging to her legs, she had been walking and then suddenly she found herself standing in a spacious room, filled with beautiful furniture, when two kids ran in calling her Kaa-san.

And she was a grown up…and a jōnin judging by her flak jacket….and a mom. What is going on here?!


"Get to the damn point, Senin-jiji –ttebayo!" A now frustrated Naruto yelled.

"Hmm, the point is its no use if you fret, therefore I will ask you." Hagoromo said watching irritable blonde before him. "No you must ask me about my mother and sons."

Naruto made a face, "How can I ask you about that if I don't even know who my father was? I know Uzumaki Kushina was my mother, but they never told me who my father was dattebayo."

"Hn," Sake give a nod, understanding the youngsters dilemma. Before he hit his staff again, disrupting the image of Ashura, which was slowly replaced by image of someone Naruto had seen before, the Yondaime Hokage.

Blinking Naruto needed only a couple of heartbeats to put two and two together. He really wanted to slap himself silly, and then yell at the top of his lungs at the general stupidity and blindness that plagued Konoha. How in the world did people miss the resemblance? He was like, a mini Yondaime! With slight difference in the shape of his face, but still, come on!

"That's…"

"Yes, your father. Namikaze Minato, Yondaime Hokage is, was and forever will be father of Uzumaki-Namikaze Naruto."

"Right," he took a deep shaky breath, then Naruto fixed his eyes on the Sake of six paths, "before I ask about your mother and sons, we should wait for Sasuke. After all this should concern him as well."

"Hm, like I said good observations, yes, as you are Transmigrant of Ashura, Sasuke is Transmigrant of Indra."

"Well, we might not be blood, but we are family." Naruto said.

"He is already present Naruto, you just need to reach to your left with your fist."

Naruto raised his hand then made a fist, and then he raises it to his left, "Like that ttebayo?" He asked and soon saw his friend beside him

"Naruto." The dark-haired boy greeted.

"Yo Sasuke."

"Hm, unlike previous Transmigrants you seem to be close. Even Ashura and Indra haven't been like that."

"We are friends –dattebayo."

"And teammates."

"And family to."

"Very well, perhaps, yes I'll show you the sequence of events that draw my sons apart as well as what happened by the set of Transmigrants that come before the two of you Senju Harashima and Uchiha Madara."


Sakura blinked open her eyes, and then started when she saw a familiar figure sitting across her.

"Yo."

"Kakashi-sensei."

"Well it seems you are the first out of the Kako, genzai oyobi shōrai no ishidzukuri no āchi." Commented Kakashi.

"What?"

"It appears that Genin of Uzu, went trough different training, by facing the past present and future, hence the name inscribed on top."

Sakura looked back and sure there at the top in neon orange was the inscription 'Kako, genzai oyobi shōrai no ishidzukuri no āchi' then her eyes wandered down at her 3 team-mates who were still in trance.

But what she found weird that both boys were holding their hands in fist bump, both emitting chakra that made booth boys bodies glow.

Kochō however was standing still with her eyes closed, while circles of water and fire interloped around her.


Kochō was standing by the now named Tara, or at least according to the Slayer in front of her something that borrowed an image of Tara that the dark-haired Slayer knew.

"Make her speak." The brunette demanded.

"I speak for her."

"I don't care," then she points at the Primitive circling them, sniffling the air around the Slayer and stealing glances at Kochō, something that both shinobi and a slayer notice, but only Kochō has an idea why the First Slayer is curios about her, not that her replacement cares at the moment.

"Why did you follow me around and what did you do with my friends? And boyfriend?"

"You are asking the wrong questions." Tara states.

"Make. Her. Talk." Every word comes out deliberately with a slight threat underlining it, promising pain.

"I have no speech. No name. I live in the action of death. I am destruction. Absolute. Alone."

Brown eyes widening, Kochō can see older girl no young woman, she is sure she is in her twenties or late teens, coming to realization just who was following her, attacking her and now circling in front of her.

"The Slayer." She whispers.

Tara nods, "The First." The first slayer stands erect standing defiantly between Kochō and The slayer.

Brunette looks at the picture she holds then holds it up, for them all to see… Kochō blinks then stares, this living room, and the some of the people sleeping on couches so familiar and…she breathes in calmly realizing that apparently time move differently there, her friends that she made coming to that hell hole are alive and apparently helping the Slayer that come after her and her mom, or rather Buffy's mom was there as well. It made her feel…liberated, like a weight in her heart lifted. She didn't even know that this weighed so heavily on her.

"I'm not alone."

The First Slayer growls at the young woman, bearing her teeth like some feral creature, well Kochō thinks she looks like those wax figures in Natural museum that show how cave people lived.

"The slayer doesn't walk in the world."

"I walk. I talk. I ride a bike. I'm hungry. I'm horny. I'm going to be a pilot or a policewoman. There are trees in the desert since you moved out and I definitely don't sleep on a bed of bones. Now give my family and friends back!"

Kochō startles when a raspy, scratchy voice breaks from The First Slayers lips, struggling to break trough.

"No … friends … just the kill … we are alone." She could say, that she was surprised, faintly as well as relived that the Slayer after her befriended the same people she called friends, as well as sort of adopted her mother…she stopped her self, no, Joyce. Then irritation surges forward, along with twitch in the eye and pulsing vain at the back of her head. For the Cheese Man leans out of nowhere in between them, dangling slices of cheese invitingly.

Oh hell no!

Before the two slayers could come to blows, and Tara or whatever it was disappeared as soon as The First Slayer started to talk, the twelve year old lavender haired kunoichi jumped kicked the cheese man so that he collided with Cave woman and sent them spiraling to the ground.

"Enough is enough!" she snarled, flashing through hand signs, stopping at snake seal. "Magen: Samatageru no Teishi."

The brunet raised her eyebrows when she observed First Slayer and the man in woollen suit struggle under some invisible restrains.

"Now that was awesome!" she exclaimed and looked at the little kid that was until now just standing there watching her.

Kochō smiled at the 20 something Slayer that replaced her.

"Thanks, but I think is time for both of us to wake up."

"Yeah," the brunette eyed her warily, "So no cryptic stuff."

"Nah, have no patience for it, besides this vision, dream whatever is well learning experience for both of us." Kochō waved the brunettes concerns away.

"Ah."

"But," the slayer rolled her eyes muttering here we go cryptic stuff from a midget. And was rewarded by twitching eyebrow, "don't take prophecies as gospel, keep your loved ones close and I am not a midget I am twelve."

"Sure cutie pie princess." Snarked the Slayer and let out a bark of in laughter when the kid blushed and puffed up her cheeks.


Before Sakura's eyes, the swirls of fire and water disappeared suddenly and her female teammate opened her eyes.

"Sakura?"

Sakura nodded, and watched as Kochō trailed her amber eyes reading the words inscribed on the arch.

"Aha. So that was that." Then her golden gaze stopped at still standing and fist bumping boys to Kakashi who was reading his book.

"Well, I suppose we have no other choice but to wait for…" she trailed off when the boys suddenly moved from the arch. "Never mind now."

"Dattebayo!" Naruto exclaimed.

And before anyone could utter another word the familiar light enveloped them and as suddenly as they had disappeared, they reappeared by the pillar that Naruto touched, triggering the whole thing.

"I am not going to ask what it is that you saw, but if you want to talk about it I'll be here." Kakashi said to the teens with an eye smile.

"Well I and Sasuke met an old Geezer who liked to lecture -ttebayo." Naruto cast quick glance to Sasuke, first they'll discuss what they found out among themselves then maybe share with their sensei and teammates.

"I met a guy with an obsession with cheese."

"Kids, met kids." Sakura stated still feeling dazed (or shocked maybe) by her encounter.

"Okay my cute Genin, I think is time to get our C-Rank mission underway, don't you?"

"Hai Sensei!" came the answer from the four teens. And so they were off.

End chapter.

Next: Call for help

Translations:

Rikudō Sennin- Sage of the Six Paths

Kono Yo no Kyūseishu- Savior of this World

Usagi no Megami- Rabbit Goddess

Ninshū- Shinobi Sect

Kako, genzai oyobi shōrai no ishidzukuri no āchi- stone arches of past present and future

* Slayer that has a fight with First Slayer in the desert is Faith. The time moves differently, like Buffy realized when she saw images of the people she once called friends and her mother.

Magen: Samatageru no Teishi – demonic Illusion: Standstill binding, that justsu belongs to me, its under genjutsu and it effects all senses, the victims perceive total binding around them, with no visible way out. Immobilizing them completely and rendering them vulnerable to physical attack.