I'M JUST GONNA SKIP THE INTRODUCTIONS AND GET RIGHT TO THE CHAPTER THIS TIME EXCEPT FOR ONE THING!
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Chapter 57:
TO THE LAND OF FANGS WE GO!
Chapter...BEGIN!
Half a month later
Aaron begrudgingly got out of bed at 7:00AM.
"Dammit. I gotta meet my team." He got ready to go, and went to meet his team in the Forest of Death.
"Are we gonna train today?" Kurodou asked when the three arrived.
"Nope. We're going on your first C-Rank!" The three genin jumped for joy.
"Follow me." He then led them to the Hokage Tower. They got all the way up to the Hokage's office, and Aaron knocked on the door.
"Enter." The four walked in.
"Hello Aaron."
"Hello Minato-sama."
"Are you here for a C-Rank?"
"How'd you know?"
"Five other teams have already gone on C-Rank missions."
"Oh. Well could we get one?"
"I've already prepared a mission. Though it's actually a high B-Rank to low A-Rank. I was saving it for a more experienced team, but it's the only one left." His genin were practically back-flipping.
"But I'm sure it'll be fine as long as you're there." Minato pressed a button on his desk, and said,
"Please send Shiri in." The door opened, and in walked a man in a grey vest with a red obi, midnight blue baggy pants, and sandals. He had spiky green hair and sea blue eyes.
"Hi! My name's Shiri!" He said happily.
"Hiroshi Uchiha." Aaron replied casually.
"Nami Jasuhona, Shiri-san." Nami said with a bow.
"Kurodou Shinta!"
"Kushinara Soyazuki." Shiri clapped his hands.
"You all sound like a bunch of great people!"
"Thank you."
"Shiri needs you to escort him back to his village twenty miles from the border inside the Land of Fangs. This is a high B-Rank to low A-Rank mission because there will be enemy shinobi and possible nuke-nin trying to capture him. Apparently, he's wanted for building something."
"We'll make sure he gets back to his village safely." Aaron assured him.
"Great!" Shiri said.
"Let's go." Aaron motioned for them to follow. He, his team, and Shidari went to the gates.
"We're about to set off. Gather what you need, and be back here in 10 minutes."
"Hai!" His team chorused. They ran off quickly, leaving Aaron alone with Shiri.
"So how long have you been a Jounin?" Shiri asked.
"About half a month."
"Really? Should you be leading this mission?" Aaron flipped open a Bingo Book he pulled out of nowhere.
"Hiroshi Uchiha...SSS RANK! You're SSS Rank?"
"One of the strongest shinobi Konoha's ever had. I'm right up there with the Shodai, Madara Uchiha, and the Yondaime."
"Wow." Aaron pulled the Bingo Book back to himself.
"I was given a couple of monikers; The—"
"Sensei!" He was cut off as Kurodou, Nami, and Kushinara came running up with their supplies.
"Everyone ready?" He asked.
"Yep!" They all said.
"Then let's go!" The four ninja hopped into the trees while Shiri took the road.
4 Hours Later
"Shiri of the Land of Fangs, you're coming with me!" A man shouted. He was dressed in all black clothing; a black face mask which only revealed his red eyes, a black chestplate and cloth sleeves, and black baggy pants that bunched up at his ankles.
"Really? I am?" Shiri asked.
"PREPARE TO DIE!" The man shouted. He leapt at Uzudari, but stopped in mid-air as a cloaked figure appeared in front of him.
"Who are you!" The figure chuckled, baring a longer than normal canine (the tooth) from the shadows of their hood.
"Me? I'm his guardian." They said with a masculine voice, suggesting they were a "he".
"Some lowlife ninja! Do you know who I am?"
"Kaninsho Rokate, A-Rank nuke-nin of Kaminari no Kuni (Land of Lighting)."
"Exactly! Which means you know you're going to die!" The figure chuckled again.
"No, I'm not going to die." The cloaked person grinned.
"Mangekyo Sharingan." Two Mangekyo eyes appeared from the darkness underneath the hood.
"What the—" The figure cast his cloak away.
"OH, SHIT..." There was Aaron.
"Prepare to be defeated by Konoha's Onyx Devastation!" Kaninsho grinned.
"Well, well, well. Looks like today's my lucky day. I get paid, and I collect that 9 billion ryo bounty on your head!" Kaninsho looked behind him.
"Come out fellas! We'll split the money!" 8 other nuke-nin appeared in multiple clouds of smoke behind him.
"Hmph. Nine A-Rank nuke-nin." Aaron grinned.
"I wonder how much money that is." He opened up his Bingo Book and checked.
"Well, it's apparently about 4,380,000 Ryo." Aaron put his book away and smiled a smile so evil that the Shukaku—while inside the Gedo Mazu statue—felt an immense sense of pride out of nowhere. Aaron formed a hand seal.
"Taju Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!" About 400 clones of him phased into existence all around; some were in the trees, some were in the air, and some were on the ground.
"Take this, bitches! AMATERASU!" The 400 Aaron's chorused, drowning the nine nuke-nin (try saying that ten times fast!) in black flames, save for their heads. (How is that possible?) Aaron quickly sealed each of their heads away. His genin were in awe, and Shiri was wondering what would happen if he made Aaron angry. He turned back to his team and said,
"Let's go." They leaped back into the trees and ran to the Land of Fangs.
Meanwhile in Iwagakure...
The only person left from the attack on the Hokage Tower ran into the Tsuchikage's office.
"Tsuchikage-sama!" He cried.
"What? What is it?"
"Arindo Ename, reporting the attack on the Hokage Tower."
"What happened? Where's the rest of the Jounin?"
"They were taken out. The mission failed horribly."
"WHAT?" The Tsuchikage yelled in outrage.
"How were 1000 of my best Jounin defeated?"
"Somehow, the Yondaime was brought back from the dead."
"THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"
"I saw it with my own eyes, sir, and I assure you, it was not an illusion."
"Then how were you all taken out? He couldn't have killed you all with so many hostages!"
"It wasn't him who killed us. It was a single man."
"Who!"
"This man...He was the most frightening thing I'd ever seen...Completely normal in every aspect; regular hair, regular clothes, regular form..."
"Then what was so frightening about him?"
"He killed 99 Jounin by himself using only one jutsu..."
"WHAT!"
"He said he was God...He brought the Yondaime back by himself, and he wasn't even fazed...He even gave the Yondaime an order, and the Yondaime wasn't angry. He did as he was told. The Yondaime even acted as though they were on equal levels of authority."
"I think I know who you mean..."
"But that's not just it. He killed the other 900 Jounin that were there, I'm pretty sure."
"..."
"Tsuchikage-sama?"
"Get every shinobi ranked Chunin and up in the village ready... We go to war against Konoha in three days."
"Are you sure that's wise?"
"We must make sure the Yellow Flash cannot harm the village."
"Hai." Arindo ran off.
The Land of Fangs
"So this is your house?" Aaron asked. They were standing in front of a two-story townhouse.
"Yes, it is."
"Are you sure you want us to stay with you? We don't want to impose."
"It's no trouble. You all are helping me, so I insist." The four gave a bow.
"Thank you." Shiri took out a key and put it in the door's lock. He opened the door. Inside was a woman with long brown hair standing in a kitchen and three small children running around in a living room. There was two boys, one with brown hair and the other with red hair, and a little girl with brown hair.
"I'm home!" Shiri called out. The four people inside looked at him, and the children shouted,
"Daddy!" They ran up to Shiri and glomped him. All three children looked at Aaron with big eyes, and the one with red hair asked,
"Daddy, who's the big man?" Shiri chuckled.
"Charu, this is Hiroshi. He's going to protect us." The three children looked at Aaron happily.
"Is he strong?" Asked the little girl.
"He's very strong, Hina."
"Yay!" Shiri turned to Aaron and the three genin.
"These are my children; Charu, Hina, and Karo." Aaron looked down at the children with a warm smile. He looked back up, and apparently the woman who had been inside the house was in front of him.
"Hello, Hiroshi-san. My name is Yuna."
"Hello, Yuna-san." Aaron felt a tug on his pants, and he looked downwards to see Karo looking up at him.
"Um...Mister ninja, are you really gonna keep us safe?" The boy asked. Aaron got down to eye level with him.
"I'm gonna do everything I can to keep you safe. That's the promise of a lifetime. And I always keep my promises."
In a less cooler and MUCH less epic universe
"Achoo! Hey Sakura-chan, who d'ya think's talking about me?"
"Be quiet, Naruto-baka!"
Back in the more epic of those universes
"You guys are probably gonna be bored with what's going on, so I'm gonna get you a friend to play with." He made the hand signs, and slammed his palm on the ground. A little cloud of smoke no bigger than two feet appeared, and behind it was a little wolf cub, looking around with big eyes. The three children ran over there, and began practically strangling the little cub by playing with it.
"Be careful, he's very young." Aaron turned back to Shiri.
"Would you mind showing me what you've been building?"
Back in Konoha
Pretty much every kunoichi that was mainly shown in the anime and manga was at a females only bar. Anko, Kurenai, May, Arine, Tsunade, Shizune, Yugao Uzuki, Tsume Inuzuka, and Hana Inuzuka were all gathered around a table.
"I gotta tell you guys, Aaron's probably the best guy I've ever met." You would thought Anko was drunk, but you'd have to know that she was a maudlin drunk, so she would've been depressed.
"He's caring, he's sweet, and he's a Viking in the sack. He can pillage my village any time he wants."
"Wow. I wish I had a guy like that." May commented.
"Plus, he's great around kids. When he meets one, he acts as though they're his own child. He gets this warm look in his eyes, like when you're looking back at a great memory you have, and it's like the best thing in the world."
"Really?" Kurenai asked her.
"Yeah." May answered.
"You wanna know why that is?"
"Why?" Tsume questioned.
"He once told me that about three days before his 16th birthday, he saw a five-year old girl getting raped in an alley." They pretty much eye-widened at that.
"It bothered him for those three days. He didn't speak to anyone; he didn't do anything; he was locked up inside his house. But after those three days, he came out to celebrate his birthday. He didn't look really happy. When it came time for him to make a wish for his sweet 16, he only wished for one thing. He wanted to be able to protect the innocence of every child he could. He had pretty much the same amount of happiness he does now before that day, but something changed about him." They were shocked at that.
"I mean, considering his childhood, it only added to the garbage pile."
"His childhood?" Kurenai asked her.
"What happened in his childhood?" May's expression instantly grew more somber and dark.
"He didn't tell me or Rich much. All he said was, 'Her door was knocked down three times.' By the words 'Her door', I can only assume he meant his mother."
"Why his mother?"
"Well, I guess I should say his adoptive mother. My father was a police officer who worked on three separate cases involving Aaron's adoptive mother. Three counts of rape, two counts of attempted rape."
"Jeez..." Tsume muttered.
"She was never the same after those three times. In fact, his adoptive mother went into a coma from the shock." May's eyes drifted down.
"She never woke up." There was a silence between all of them for at least a few minutes.
"But how could he still be so happy?"
"I didn't know for the next five years. He was reclusive; rarely social. He even confided in me and Rich that he had thought about suicide on multiple occasions." Aaron had thought about suicide?
"I asked him one day, 'Then why do you keep living?'" An image appeared showing Aaron and May as 17-year-olds, standing in the street of their neighborhood.
Image
"And he answered, 'I honestly don't know. Every time I walk around in my house, I see pictures of her. My father is all I have left, and even then, he's getting extremely ill. But I keep feeling like I have a purpose. I'm supposed to do something great; something amazing, but I don't know what it is. When I think about suicide, images of you, and Rich, and my mother, and my father all float around in my head. You and Rich would never be the same. My mother wouldn't have wanted me to kill myself over her. My father would want me to keep fighting 'till there's nothing left to do but give one last cough and die. Then a voice appears in my head. It says, 'Keep trying. Keep going until the tracks stop. You can do it. I know you can. Never give up. Don't let your friends down!' And I keep on trying. But what if there isn't a purpose for me? What if I'm a used toy? A toy that is broken and old and will be thrown away by a little child? What will I do then? I guess...I won't know unless I try...'"
Reality
"His father was on the verge of death in the hospital one day. Aaron, Rich, his grandma, his grandpa, and I were all standing by his hospital bed. His heart rate was slowly dimming down, getting slower and slower each second. Finally, the line went flat, and all you could hear was a long beep. Aaron was shaking, and tears were falling straight on his father's corpse. The doctors had to drag him out of the room, with Aaron still screaming, "DAD! NOOO! NOOO!" over and over. That image is burned in my mind." Everyone there was silent. This was a whole new side of Aaron they had never seen.
"The rest of us paid our respects, and left. We were told though, that as the doctors were covering up the body, you could hear a twinkling sound. Suddenly, his heart somehow started beating again. Aaron's dad had sat straight up with a gasp. The doctors ran out of the room and shouted, 'He's alive!' Aaron was the first one back in. As we got in there, we could see Aaron hugging his father with an iron grip. 'Aaron, calm down! You're gonna make him die again!' Rich had said." Every person sitting at that table was amazed. Aaron had managed to bring his adoptive father back to life without meaning to.
"I swear, if that hadn't happened, Aaron would've probably killed himself right then and there." This was a lot for all of them to take in. This was really the cheerful, happy, make-jokes-and-kick-ass Aaron they knew?
"But it still wasn't enough. Aaron had done that when he was 18. Three years later, in the middle of his last year at college, his father died of blood cancer. That was the final blow; the last kick to the downed man. I went in his room one day, and saw he had plans on how to kill himself, set for the day we came here. He was going to slit both of his wrists, then his legs, and finally his throat."
"If we had never met the Akatsuki in that other dimension, Aaron would be dead, we'd have never met anyone here, and everything would be different."
"He had a mask covering his face since then. A stone-set mask. Only Rich and I could tell if he was faking his happy emotions. His life had no purpose until he met Anko." Images flashed through their heads of Aaron; him smiling, standing with his best friends, in battle, partying. How could he be faking happiness for so long?
"The only times he was truly happy was when something great happened; a cousin being born, a temporary time of peace. Things like that." Everyone was silent.
"It only got even harder for him when he found out he had to give judgment for dead people. He only told me a little once. 'It's hard, seeing so many dead children. Their parents hated them, so they threw them off a bridge. Or they were raped and then killed. It gets burned into your mind forever.' He said to me." There was nothing to be said about that.
"It's also harder to kill someone. Aaron can feel their consciousness. Every time he kills someone, it's like a flame slowly going out. He feels it dimming away ever so slowly. You see the life fade away in their eyes; bright colors that once meant something dim and dull forever. The final breath as their soul leaves them."
"He gets called a demon every day. He's endured so much in his life, and I honestly don't know just how the hell he's still going."
"I can't believe that's the guy we all know." Anko commented.
"Did you know...that he never had a girlfriend before Anko?" Their heads shot in her direction with wide eyes.
"Really?"
"Yep. Not a single person ever asked him out, and no one ever accepted him asking them out."
"He wasn't considered ugly. No, it wasn't that. He was considered a freak." They all gawked.
"He could sense what people were thinking just by looking at their eyes, and he once made a chair fall on a bully as a kid. He also accidentally lit a girl's hair on fire in 7th grade with his mind. The story of "The Psychic Monster" was passed around at every school. No matter where he went, he was ridiculed and bullied. We were his only friends. Everyone hated us for it, but we didn't care. He was our friend, and we always stood up for him." They remained silent.
"How can he keep going? Why does he keep fighting?" Kurenai asked.
"I don't know. But if he keeps fighting, it has to be for something worth it."
Chapter...END!
Did you like it? This time, you got a look into Aaron's past. It's full of shit, huh? But you'll find out the reason he keeps fighting soon enough! See ya next time!
P.S: I will be changing my pen name by Monday, November 07, to just "Jinso".
~Jinso ^3^