Jero and the kids made their way through the billowing smoke clouds that engulfed the streets of Konoha. Jero stopped followed by Taro, Yumi, and Aritomo; skidding to a halt on the roof of what he figured was the Hokage's Tower. He looked in both directions, trying to get his bearings straight in the smoke and confusion.

Just then a chill ran down his spine. He spun around flinging a windmill shuriken inches above the heads of the three startled children. Blood splattered everywhere as the slaughtered form of a Mist ninja materialized behind them. Retrieving his blade Jero looked at the trebling children.

"Aritomo is it? Can you use your sharingan to tell me when someone comes near? Taro and Yumi, you two stay up front and clear the way." The children snapped out of their gore induced daze. They looked up at Jero and nodded, clearly unsure.

"It's okay!" Jero said, trying a little too hard to sound optimistic. "I'll protect you all, even if it costs me my life." All three took off once more.

The roar of battle…The sound of blades clashing….

The few shinobi, including The Hokage, genin, academy students and the administrative officials, battled fiercely protecting the village. Jero and the children bounded from the roofs of Konoha, picking off any enemies that tried to get in their way.

Aritomo scanned the perimeter and pointed out an enemy's presence seconds before they made an attack. "Nine o' clock! Two of them!"

Taro and Yumi would usually hit them before Jero could. "Art of Transformation!!" Taro awkwardly made the hand signs and transformed into an ox, rushing the attacker and trampling over him. Yumi flung a handful of kunai at the second one, prompting him to fall back, off the building. The two academy students leaped back into formation and hopped up the two stories to information tower.

The tower was completely empty, except for the many falcons in their cages picking at their feathers, ready to go. Grabbing a handful of empty scrolls from the shelf, Jero and the children wrote as fast as they could, telling any Konoha ninja that the village was under attack and to bring reinforcements as fast 

as they could. Aritomo readied several falcons, clasping their scroll pouches around their necks and slid the scrolls in. "Send this to the 12th squad division 5 patrolling the grass country." He whispered softly into the falcon's ear. After releasing almost all, but one falcon, Jero penned the last scroll. Taking the last falcon, Sakiko, he slid the scroll into her pouch and whispered into the eager falcon's ear, "Send this to the 23rd squad 9th division patrolling the southern coastline."

Sakiko took off brilliantly, leaving a couple of feathers drifting downwards.

As Jero watched the falcon quickly gain speed and disappear along the horizon, he placed a hand over his lower abdomen feeling minute movement. "Naru-chan…"

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Ok...getting exciting I guess! If you have any questions review and I'll answer them to my full ability. Other than that...easy readin'!