YEAR 395 AJ (AFTER JUUBI)
The wind blows harshly across dry, barren land. Humans, animals, and all the like scramble to get away from the rancid battlefield, but why are they running, one might ask?
That is because this is not just an ordinary battle, no...This is a battle between some of the finest warriors on the planet, A battle of only the greatest of clans. the Uchiha, the Senju, the Hatake, the Nara, the Sarutobi, the Akimichi, and the Yamanaka clans people stand together as one as they tread lightly, making sure to avoid all traps and enemy clans ' insight.
Their opponents, the Hyuuga, the aburame, the Suzuka, the Shimura, the Kurama, the Kaguya, and the Orochi clans people lay hidden in the forest a bit away from the barren battlefield, conserving energy to use during the almost certain death battle that awaits them. The ensuing battle that takes place is legendary, the eye candy-addictive looking skills and jutsu on display, and the mindbending tactics being used will for sure cement this battle as a legendary event. Blazing fire smoking up the arena, huge pools of water forming from what seems like thin air, jet-black shadow-like protrusions intruding upon personal space, and large hill-sized boulders thrown around like children's playthings, It was all mesmerizing, to say the least. The battle continued for ten days and ten nights, but not once do the warriors ever slow down, for that would be a sign of weakness, shameful, and frowned upon.
In the end, neither side could claim victory, all the warriors (the poor souls who remain) were sluggish and tired, and a retreat was ordered on both sides. One young, tired Senju Hashirama rose, planting his knees on a stray boulder near him, panting, wheezing, sweat pouring down his face. Hashirama Senju was a young Senju warrior, Brown hair in a bowl cut held up with a white bandana that stretched across his forehead. Now, Hashirama was a hardworking child, and a very talented one at that, But no matter how talented, or hardworking one may be, no child is built for any battle, let alone prolonged warfare, Hashirama did not do much to help in the fighting part of the battle, being both 9 AND a clan heir, he would have been a liability, no, Hashirama and his fellow child-soldiers went around the calmest parts of the battlefield searching for allies, or what remains of them to bring back to loved ones or to send to a capable medic's hands. The result of this battle, the sheer amount of dead bodies he has seen, and the cries of their loved ones have cemented his belief in his worldview. He believes in world peace and how it is the only way for the human race to continue and prosper. He is shaken out of his thoughts by a loud yell "Hashirama, we are retreating, let's go", Hashirama looks back at his long-time friend and smiles, "Yes Madara, you go on, I will meet you there".Hashirama wipes the sweat beads rolling down his face and lies down. He looks around to take in the scenery.
*WRITERS NOTE*
HOPE YOU LIKED THIS SMALL INTRODUCTION TO MY VERSION OF THE NARUTO WORLD, IN THIS CHAPTER I HAVE GIVEN THE NAMES OF THE ALLIES, THE TWO MAIN CHARACTERS, THE (FOR NOW) ENEMY, AND THE GOAL TO BE ACCOMPLISHED AT THE END OF THE FANFIC.
IN THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS I WILL DELVE INTO THE WHEREABOUTS OF THE 9 TAILED BEASTS, THE SAGE OF SIX PATHS, HIS TWO SONS, THE CAUSE FOR THE CLAN WARS, AND SOME BACKSTORY FOR SOME OF THE CLANS.