Insanity rise: Hello, seems like I've been writing a lot of stories lately eh? Anyway, this is by far my strangest story yet, it came to me after watching Anniepopokios play Kingdom Hearts 2 for like three hours. Anyway, it is sort of an alternate universe sort of thing, but it has the Naruto chars though they don't have ninja villages it still stays true to many of the Naruto elements. It is set in a sort of Final Fantasy sort of world, rather medieval yet filled with fantasy and still some ninja arts tied in. I don't know if anyone will like this story or not but I am going to write it! It has pretty much all the characters only they all look a bit older and very different (their costumes are more FF ish) I hope you guys will give this story a chance! It starts out sort of slow but it should get very interesting! Please forgive me for any grammar or spelling mistakes, hey no one's perfect!

I'll tell you about my insane story now: it mostly follows Kin; she'd around 19 and is desperately searching for her lost companions in a world where darkness is slowly overcoming all (sounds like KH eh?). This darkening realm is being plagued by two forces, each hating each other and the people who inhabit their world, neither one caring of the outcome of their world, which is slowly slipping away. On one side, Tsunade rules over a vast dominion, on the other Orochimaru reigns over countless legions of undead demons and revolting subjects of his dark tests. Their only goal is to destroy the other, locked in a never-ending battle that is in fact, destroying the only world they know. Somehow, Kin is tied into this, possessing a magical pendant that takes her down a path she alone can follow. Along the way she'll meet many strangers, some allies some enemies, all in a quest to save her world before it falls apart and nothing but darkness remains…

(See what I mean by KH and FF sounding?)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto…poor poor me…

Rating: T for violence, gore, just some totally weird stuff, and pretty much anything that would be rated T. Don't worry though, I never ever write anything dirty! That's just wrong!

Chapter 1

Those who are lost…

Darkness, that was all this world was, the hearts of its people and the heart of its land all crumbling in a swirling torrent of hatred and shadows. In this world there was no hope, there was no light in the darkness, there had been long ago, but those time had been swept away, lost in the sands of time. Now all there was was misery, fear, dread. The truth was easy to see, so much that is was impossible to deny. The fact was, the world as they knew it, was falling apart. They couldn't do anything to save it, all they could do was cower before the forces that ruled over their dwindling existence. All they could do…was await their own deaths…

A tall woman stormed down a dark hallway, a scowl twisted across her face as she searched about the countless doors, hoping she could remember where the right one was. She'd always hated that about this place, it was so confusing, she could wander for hours before finding her appointed destination, and that was quite a waste of time indeed. These dark corridors were in fact, her home, this vast domain belonging to her, down to the smallest detail. Everything here listened to her, did as she commanded and everything here feared her. She was in fact, the strongest person in this entire stronghold, and could probably kill every one of her cowardly subjects if she wished it, but she found it funny, how they listened to her out of fear. She sighed, feeling the heavy black cloak on her shoulders as she stepped down the hallway; the only sound that of her quick footfalls. Then, she heard another sound that of foot steps fast approaching. Smirking to herself, she turned her head, sure of whom it was.

"Tsunade-sama," a young woman hurried down the dark hallway towards her, stumbling as she ran, her long black hair flowing behind her. She ran up to the older woman, dressed in a similar cloak of pure black. Choking for breath from her long run, she gave Tsunade a pained smile but the look vanished when she saw the dark look on her mistress's dace.

"What is it Shizune," Tsunade snapped, her tone sharp with anger. Shizune was trying to catch her breath, looking up with tired eyes as she prepared to speak.

"Tsunade-sama," she said again, "I bring urgent news!"

"Yes," Tsunade grumbled, impatient, "get on with it them!"

"It's Orochimaru mam," Shizune gasped, her voice filled with sadness, "he's taken out another outpost in the Eastern City!"

"That wretched fool," Tsunade growled, hardly able to believe he'd again slipped by her forces, "how many troop outposts do we have left?"

"Only three my lady," Shizune shook her head, knowing Orochimaru had thousands of soldiers, while their own numbers dwindled even more each day, "we must persuade some ally to join our cause!"

"There is no one left," Tsunade sighed, knowing how truthful her words were, though it still pained her to say it, "we must fight back, or he'll surely destroy us!"

"What do you propose we do," Shizune asked, not liking the distant look in her master's eyes.

"Fight back," Tsunade, announced, unable to think of anything else, "We cannot let that fool take these lands without a fight! If that is what he wants then we shall not deny him of that! We will fight and we will defeat him, no matter what the cost!"

Shizune sighed as her master turned her back on her, not wanting to speak of such desperate things any longer. Sighing again, she stared into the darkness, feeling tears well in her eyes.

"This is so hopeless," she whimpered, tears cascading down her cheeks, "we're as good as dead…"

A cold wind blew through the forest, carrying dead leaves along with it as it danced about the trees, a sign of winter's coming. The dark forest was silent besides the quiet rustle of the wind and the occasional call of some wild animal from the distance. Along an aging dirt path, almost completely taken by the quickly growing underbrush a single horse walked along at a slow gait. Atop the exhausted horses back sat a sleepy-eyed girl, her features almost completely hidden by a rough brown cloak. She yawned tiredly, having been riding without stop for the entire day. Besides the steady clopping of the horse's hooves, she was lost in silence, over come by her own dark thoughts, her eyes barely even looking at the road ahead.

It was on nights like these where her thoughts strayed to them. A faint smile curled across her lips, remembering when a light had still shone in the darkness. Yes, it was on these cold nights when she remembered her lost friends. She could still remember how happy they had been, how the darkness of the world hadn't seemed to matter when they were together, but if only those times had lasted. Maybe then, she wouldn't alone, traveling down this overgrown path to get to a town she wasn't sure she even wanted to visit. However, the truth was, she had never been happy. There had always been too much hurt, too much grief to have any feelings ecstasy. At least there had been something to live for when she'd had them, but now they were gone, and it truthfully was her fault. She could still remember the tears as they'd been pried from her grasp, the only people she'd ever cared about taken from her as though they were nothing more than useless peasants. She could still remember how she'd cried, how she'd promised to see them again, how desperately she'd wanted that promise to come true, and how desperately she'd wanted to awaken from that dreadful nightmare. Alas, there was no awakening from this cold reality, for it was in fact her life, and there was no turning back. Sighing deeply, she gave her horse's neck a soft pat.

"Come on there Farleigh," she said softly, "we're almost there, just hang in there girl."

The horse snorted in reply, as though it understood her every word. The girl giggled weakly, faint traces of a smile returning to her face then dimming quickly like he light of hope in her heart. She shook her head, biting her lip and clutching the glowing necklace around her neck. Her palm felt strangely warm as she clasped the golden metal, the green stone adorning the middle of the pendent setting off a pale glow in the light of the full moon. Yes, it was on a night just like this, when her reality had been shattered. Now all she was trying to do was pick up the pieces, praying they would fit back together in the broken puzzle she called life.

Her saddening thoughts were broken when she noticed the trees thinning; they were coming closer to the town! It wasn't exactly a large place, she knew that already. However, the town of Bruuin had been known to have strange occurrences and passersby, she could only hope someone there might be able to point her in the right direction to saving her friends. Her pale eyes took a hopeful glimmer as they broke through the last of the trees, the overgrown path giving way to a much neater one. Then, a faint glow struck her, up ahead she could just make out the shapes of buildings. She gave her horse another pat, nudging her gently in the side to urge her on. The mare gave another annoyed snort, but did as she was told, picking up a quicker pace. They quickly closed the gap between themselves and the town, the girl smiling slightly for it had been weeks since she'd been anywhere near a town. She relished the thought of being able to sleep in a warm bed for the first time in so long. She searched about for an inn, her eyes tired and heavy as she glanced about. Smiling with relief, she led the horse over to a large wood building, a small sing handing above the door reading "Eastern Country Inn." That's where she was, Eastern Country, her journey taking her farther and farther from the place she'd once called home. That place was gone now, and she had no choice but to move on.

Quickly tying her horse to a nearby fence post, she stepped inside; weary with a need for sleep. Many loud sounds blared in her ears as she slipped through the door, the building practically packed with people. All around were travelers, men laughing with each other over their drinks while other waited for someone to arrive. She gasped slightly, her ears not at all used to the volume of the room as she searched for what she was looking for. Relief flooding over her, she stepped up to a counter, attempting to get the innkeeper's attention.

"Excuse me sir," she cleared her throat as a gruff-looking man approached her.

"What can I do for you little lady," the man grinned, revealing his rotting yellow teeth.

"I need a place to stay for the night," the girl said, doing her best to ignore the strong smell of alcohol on wafting from the man's untended figure.

"Why of course," the man only grinned wider, causing the girl to draw back, "might I ask your name miss?"

"Kin," the girl told him, "Kin Tsuchi."

"Well little Miss Tsuchi," the man nodded, "you've come to the right place, how long will you be staying?"

"Only a night," Kin informed him, "I'm just passing through."

"Of course of course," the man nodded, "seems like everyone says that nowadays, anyway you'll be in room 24 down that hallway there."

"Thank you," Kin nodded, quickly paying the man and heading down the corridor, wanting to escape the terrible stench of that place. She sighed with relief when she came to her room, happy to finally have a warm bed to sleep in, even if it was only for a night. She quickly opened the door and removed her heavy woodland cloak, revealing her long black hair and dark eyes. Exhausted, she didn't bother to do anything else; she just flopped down on a bed, smiling as she felt the soft blankets beneath. Gazing upward, she looked out a window at the star-covered sky, feeling like tears were again on their way.

"Zaku, Dosu," she sighed, closing her eyes and awaiting sleep to overcome her, "I wonder where you are right now…"

There you go! I hope you liked it! Please tell me what you think and tell me if you've got any ideas that might help! Thanks!