Hello guys this is my first time doing a fanfic so I hope you enjoy.
A Legend Has Arrived
Over a town, the sky was pitch black with stars and the moon shining down. The cry's of a baby throughout the town. In the town's hospital we see a tired woman holding a baby with tan skin and black hair. "What shall I name you." The woman said to herself panting. "Madara, how does that sound." The baby started whimpering. "No, hmmm how about Hashirama." The baby cooed. "Hashirama it is. Hashirama Senju."
Time-skip 4 years later
In a orphanage we see a boy with tan skin, brown eyes, with black hair. This boy's name is Hashirama Senju. Hashirama was a boy who lived in the orphanage for 3 years. The reason he was in a orphanage was because his mother died during child birth and his father disappeared 3 months before his birth. Hashirama was loud, energetic, and seemingly brought life to everything around him. Hashirama was an unusual name for someone who lived in Encanto people just suspected he was from Asian decent.
We see a boy sitting on a bed with the sun shining through the window blinds. The boy yawned "Time to start a new day." The boy said. With a newfound energy the kicked up out of his bed into the bathroom and started his morning routine. As he was done, he went downstairs to be greeted with a sight of the orphanage lady feeding the other children on a big round table. Walking up to his seat Hashirama sat down waiting to be served. Hashirama heard whispering from the other kids. "Did you hear?" "What?" " Todays the day of the Madrigal Ceremony."
