Chapter 1
The ways of the past
Chakra. A mixture of physical and spiritual energy. With it, the impossible becomes possible. The ability to manipulate this energy is the key to higher standings; Women, money and land are more available to those deeply bonded with it.
And yet, the breakthroughs on how to use the mystical energy has slowed. The once pioneers long gone only leaving their descendants to sit on the thrones they built in the names of clans. The most prominent is the Uchiha clan; a clan once feared for their majestic fire jutsu's and ruthlessness now nothing but fools proud of accomplishments their ancestors achieved hundreds of years ago.
All the other clans are the same to a degree. There has been no huge advancement therefore in my eyes no future for chakra. The current stigma of satisfaction for stagnation is repulting and will only lead to an eventual downfall.
"Magnificent" I said to myself as I sat down with a book in my hand; my back rested on a massive book shelf of Konoha's great library. Surrounding me piles of books, my backpack and my open lunch container containing wrappers and a half eaten ham sandwich.
I took another bite of the sandwich and continued reading on. The book was named The God of Martials by the protagonist Lin Fei. The book described his life; a once shamed son of a city clan head and his journey to become the God of Martial Arts. The adventures he went on, monsters he faced and achievements he accomplished astound me.
By the time I finished the book it was dark out. Putting the books around me back and packing up my bag I went home with a goal in mind; cultivate.
Naruto's home 10 days later…
"Sir, do you think something… bad has happened to Naruto Hokage-sama?" a tall lengthy tan man asked. The man wore konoha's chunin uniform; blue open toe sandals, baggy black pants, a chunin body armor and his headband. On the bridge of his nose was a long scar running perpendicularly stopping just reaching each of his eyes.
"I am sure he is fine Iruka-kun" an old gravely voice returned to his subordinate. This was Sarutobi Hiruzen, the third hokage of Konoha or the professor. The man was shorter than iruka by a little less than half a foot but don't get things twisted. He did not get the job as head honcho of the strongest village in the world because of his knowledge.
He was the student of the previous two hokages, a man who had lived through all 3 great shinobi wars leading the latter two. While his figure is small, his body was battle hardened. Scars littered his tanned wrinkled body if you could see past his giant white robe which covered even his ankles.
The wise man pulled a small wooden pipe out of his spacious sleeve, using chakra to heat it. The younger man looked at his leader still unsure, mixed with guilt as it took him 10 days to come and visit his student.
The older man seeing his turmoil put his pipe away. "I bet my grandson has just gotten hooked on a new video game. You kids these days" he finished with a scoff not understanding the appeal of video games when you could be training to do the real thing.
He gave the door three knocks and waited. Then waited some more before kicking the door down.
"I taught you better than to keep guests waiting, my grandson!" the old hokage scolded loudly half way in the door with fire in his eyes. He was very passionate in his teaching and expecting those he taught to heed his words.
He froze when he found the boy sitting on the floor of his kitchen in a position he was very much familiar with. His eyes narrowed. 'Where did Naruto learn the 'gathering of the heavens' technique?'
While he was having his inner monologue Iruka caught up to him. The instructor smiled before taking an angry face "Naruto you-" he began angrily at the boy for making him worried but was stopped by his superior. He looked and was surprised at the serious face of the older man.
The older man pulled the sleeve of his right hand up and took the wrist of his right hand with his left. His right hand formed into the kai sign. His fingertips became engulfed in rich, blue flames and he made his way over to the boy.
Iruka stared at the flames intrigued at what his leader was doing. He was also curious about the flames wrapped around his superiors fingers. He could tell that it wasn't chakra. Whatever it was, he trusted the older man to not harm his student.
When the hokage made it over to the boy he put his flame covered fingers to the middle of the boy's forehead.
"Heavenly Ejection" the man said out loud as the flames from his fingers transversed from him to Naruto's forehead. The flames then began to thin out from the middle of his forehead getting smaller before engulfing his whole body. Then the flames began disappearing as if being sucked into the younger boy's body.
Iruka just looked on in shock as he had never seen such a thing.
Slowly his students' eyes began to open and he was shocked. Instead of seeing the bright blue eyes of his favorite student he met pitch black, like the deepest pits of hell.