A Genin Hokage Story.
Chapter 1: Algone Is Saved.
Updated on 9-22-2018.
AN: At the time of this story he would be about 100 years old. He is thousands of years old at present. If anybody wants to give him a proper age I would be more than happy to give it.
AN2: Looking to see if the island the Uzumaki clan comes from had a name and finding nothing I'm going to give my own.
AN3: This is just an idea I had but seeing as Naruto will gain the dragon summoning scroll I feel he would gain an immunity to fire. As in he could walk into a fire and be fine. This would be after he has mastered it. Let me know if the idea shouldn't be used.
AN4: This is going to be done in chapters like the main story. So your getting two story's in one easy to read place. This however will be a smaller story and will cover the eventual union of the dragons and the Uzumaki clan.
Long before the sage of the six paths was born and long before the use of chakra was known throughout the world. The Uzumaki clan was a relatively small clan situated near what would one day become the Land of Waves. This particular story begins with an old monk walking slowly up one of the many hills that dotted the landscape of the small island of Uzuma. This man was one Hideaki Uzumaki.
Hideaki was a kind man who cared for all who had ever entered his small modest monastery at the foot of this very hill. He always enjoyed the view from atop this hill in particular. Seeing as it was the highest point on the island. The view coupled with the smell of the sea entering his nostrils had always made the old monk sigh happily. It was during this visit that he heard a sound. It was faint and at first he was unsure he had heard anything at all. That was until it had come again. Even at his old age of 70 he knew he had heard something. Of what he didn't know. But he was sure as log going to find out. So with that in mind he slowly began to rise to his feet and began to walk towards the area. As he did so the sound grew increasingly louder. Until he had crested the next hill over and looked down to the base of it.
"Is that a dragon"? Hideaki said to himself as soon as he first saw the odd site now before him. That being of a small reddish/orangish colored dragon with one of it's wings pinned under a fallen boulder. It was a truly pitiful sight to behold. Upon realizing this Hideaki ran as fast as his old bones would allow him back to the village. It took him nearly ten minutes to make the trip back and when the normally stoic monk ran into the center of town like a man possessed by a demon people soon took notice of him.
"I need your help, A dragon is pinned under a rock". Hideaki said frantically waving his arms all around like a madman. At first nobody moved instead eyeing each other unsure on how best to react to this bold declaration. That was until Hashima Uzumaki, the current clan head walked up and placed his hand upon the older man's shoulders.
"Show us the way Hideaki". Hashima said. As soon as he said that the others soon joined in to help in this unusual rescue operation. It wasn't long before nearly the entirety of the village was helping in one form or another. Some of the younger men helped by joining in to lift the massive boulder. Others helped by cooking meals for the ones who were. But try as they may they could never make it move. Not even an inch.
"This isn't working Hideaki. We need to try something else". One of them said sweat dripping off his face. All the while the sound of the dragon crying out for help inspired them to try ever harder. This continued on for many a day and night without any success. Some soon took to giving the dragon food and water. Others still took to talking to him as it was later discovered. Later calling him Algone.
But at long last after nearly a week and alot of back-breaking labor they had finally done it. Algone was now free of his earthen prison. As soon as he was Algone flexed his sizeable wings. Once that was done and he was sure he could fly away he eyed everybody around him. That was until his eyes landed upon Hideaki's form. Soon Algone took a step forward than two then three until he was now face to face with Hideaki. His yellow eyes bore into Hideaki's own blue. Than without any warning at all he lifted his foot and lightly tapped his forehead. Sending Hideaki flying back into the massive crowd of people. All at once Hideaki's mind was bombarded by sights and sounds completely alien to him. He saw dragons of every color shape and size flying in the sky. Nests sat atop towers more than 100 feet high. The air was hot and the smell of volcanic ash filled his nostrils making him gag instinctually. Than just as soon as he noted that fact he was back. Algone was now gone and he was at a complete loss at what exactly had happened to him or where he had gone. But he was going to find out one way or another.