The Well of Leviathan
There is a legend dating long before ninja's, before samurai, and even before mankind itself. This legend speaks of a great battle between a serpent that controlled the purest waters and a wolf that controlled the darkest flames. The names of these majestic beasts, have not been lost, even though the knowledge of the beasts themselves has been lost in the flow of time. For they were the precursor to the fight between two powers we of today know very well, that is 'That of light versus that of the dark' .
The day is October 10th, not a very notable day unless of course you live within Konoha, the village hidden within the leaves. The day was bright with clear blue skies, peaceful in its serenity. All was well within Konoha, its citizens enjoying the festivities of the da…..
"Get Her!!" screamed a villager.
"KILL THE DEMON!" screamed another.
Ok not everyone was having a good day. A girl no older then seven was running for her life, what from you ask, why that of a mob who wish for nothing more then her death. Why the mob is after her you may be wondering, as you will soon know, but not now. For you see this is the beginning of a new legend, a legend that the likes has yet to be seen. Its is here our story begins, it is here that the legend of "The Shrouded Vixen" begins. Yet all legends have a starting point, it just so happens that this legend begins within another.
She ran as fast as she could, desperately trying to outrun the mob of villagers behind her.
"Why, I didn't do anything wrong. WHY?" she thought to herself as she ran.
She didn't notice the well, nor the kunai that pierced her thigh, she didn't know that the Hokage screamed her name as she fell into darkness.
Sarutobi was pissed, scratch that he was vivid. He and the Anbu following him were arrived at the scene of a mob just in time to see a young girl fall into a well, but not just any well, no but a well that vanished as soon as she fell into it. Oh he knew what that well was, any ninja worth his or her kunai did, many of gone into its depths, none have returned. The well of leviathan, a mystery in itself, legend has it that a beast of pure malevolence was trapped inside, others say it holds within it a being of the highest purity, however all can agree on one point, if you enter it you will not return. So yes Sarutobi was beyond angry.
"The Demon is dead! We no longer need to live in fear" Screamed a villager in joy, right before a kunai slit his throat.
"Gather them all send any non-shinobi to Ibiki. Execute any shinobi." Sarutobi ordered his Anbu.
"Wha.. why do you care about the demon?!" the Villagers screamed.
"You have just broke my law as well as committed murder of one of my citizens! All of you will pay for treason" Barked out Sarutobi.
Panic now settled within the minds of those in the mob as they desperately tried to get away. Many would die that day, and yet even though Sarutobi didn't approve, many of the villagers would celebrate the death of the 'demon' brat.
A woman who looked no older then 20 could be seen walking towards two unconscious forms lying on the ground. As she got closer she could make out a little girl maybe seven with bright blond hair, dressed in what appeared to be an orange jumpsuit, and another girl who appeared as old as she herself did with deep red hair and nine red tails in a beautiful red dress, with fox like ears on the top of her head and a collar of a strange design with many symbols she didn't understand.
"Hmm interesting, seems I have a nine-tailed fox and what appears to be a human child. How peculiar." the strange woman thought.
Ok Prologue done, I'm once again trying to write a story. So reviews and criticism is welcomed, as I'm sure I'll need all the help I can get.
Nesharia