Resurrection: The Last Z Warrior
Chapter Four: Aftermath Part 2
One week after the events of Kyuubi's destruction.
The Yondaime Raikage was standing in his office, staring out the window at the village he swore to protect. His hands held behind his back clenched tightly as his eyes peered off beyond his shinobi homeland, his battle-hardened eyes not flinching from the fierce flashes of lightning in the horizon.
Kaminari no Kuni was no stranger to severe thunder storms, but ever since the events of the week prior a raging, uncontrollable, monstrous storm was wreaking havoc across mountains of the country. So far there were no casualties, nor any property damage, which was a load off A's mind considering the possible events of the next coming days.
A, along with everyone in the entire continent, saw the massive beam of power, standing so briefly as a pillar to be seen by all; to be feared by all.
The Raikage felt the power, even from his location; he could feel it as it overpowered the Kyuubi's easily. And then he heard that final roar, filled with sorrow he didn't even know could be expressed from the most malevolent of the Nine, as it was destroyed.
Beyond that, no one knew what happened next; reports from his spies within Hi no Kuni stated that the Yondaime briefly returned to the village with his family, dropped them off, and then rushed out of the village, leaving orders to place the village on lock down and to place the former Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, in charge until he returned.
Shortly after, the entire country was on lock down and his spies were forced to remain incognito until the Royal Army of Fire was recalled by the daimyo.
Unfortunately, that was all he knew; all that anyone knew. Nothing more than the same information was available in the other villages. Onoki knew nothing more, nor did the Fourth Kazekage. All the countries were trying to find out more about what happened, except Kiri was too involved in their bloodline purge to even try and find out more than what was already known.
Crazy Sanbi brat of a Kage.
But what Kiri did was not his concern, what was his concern was what new and great power did Konoha obtain that could wipeout a BIjuu in such an incredible display.
While A was the type to try and gain any advantage over the other villages, he was aware of the power scale between the 5 Nations, as were all Kage the moment of their coronation.
It was the Shodaime Hokage's idea to create this balance with the Bijuu, but now that man's very own village obtained something that blew that balance out of the water.
And this caused a big old pot of worry for the other nations, worry that could spill over and turn to aggression that could eventually lead to war against the Leaf.
While Konohagakure was indeed weakened by the Nine Tail's attack, which usually means it was prime for attacking, the worry over their possible new weapon was too great to rush in without knowledge.
For now, all A could do, all that the World could do, was wait and see.
Konoha
Minato was currently in the cafeteria of the Konoha General Hospital, grabbing a cup of coffee to easy his strained mind, before returning to his wife's room. He kept going over and over what had happened on that day after he witnessed the death of the greatest of the Nine. He still couldn't grasp all that he found out; all that he had seen-
"Hokage-sama?" A voice asked curiously. Looking up from the dark liquid within the cup in his hands, he realized he was standing in front of his wife and son's hospital room, too lost in thought to realize he had arrived to his destination.
"Ah, sorry, I have a lot on my mind. I'll be heading in now." Nodding politely to the nurse, he quickly entered the room, closing the door softly as to not disturb his two slumbering loved ones.
Though one of them seemed to have another idea.
"I was wondering where you went, Baka-kage." The adult blonde in the room looked over to the bed, a smile grew on his face as he saw the lovely image of his wife, awake and grinning at him.
"Kushina…" He breathed, his eyes not leaving her. His eyes trailed over her, memorizing everything about her, of his living, breathing, wife.
"I thought I would never see you again." The Hokage finally spoke, "I thought I would never see either of you…" He trailed off, his eyes glancing to his still sleeping son.
Kushina blinked slowly, he head turning as she faced the crib, he eyes lighting up as she looked upon the bundle of joy she gave birth to.
"My Naruto." She called out to him, a smile on her face as she looked back to her husband, "Our son.." She finally couldn't hold back, as her tears started flowing freely, the drops staining the white bed sheets clenched in her hands.
Her husband quickly put down his coffee as he sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling her into a hug as he whispered soothing words into her ear.
Hiccupping slightly, the redhead looked up at Minato, her eyes filled curiously.
"H-how are we alive? All I remember is trying to hold the Kyuubi back while you prepared the seal, and then the bastard fox escaped. Everything after that is just one big blurr…" She trailed off uncertainly, looking up at her husband once more, and seeing the smile on his face as he looked down at her.
"He saved us, Kushina; you, Naruto, the village…He saved us all." Her husband spoke, making Kushina blink as she pushed herself off his shoulder to face him better.
"Who saved us?" She asked him, her eyes not leaving her husband as he began to speak.
"His name is Son Gohan."
-FLASHBACK-
"I will allow you to come to Kami's Lookout."
Minato wasn't sure what to think when he heard where the man wanted to take him.
God's Lookout?
Did such a place exist? And if so, did that make the man in front of him Kami? Somehow, the Yondaime really doubted such.
This Son Gohan, had great power, but he didn't give the feeling of being holy, or pure, no, far from it in fact.
But the name of his destination, and place of conference with the man who saved his village struck him as someplace of great importance, and not only so because of its name.
The Hokage's thirst for knowledge drove him to find out more, but his honed shinobi mindset dictated he knew more about his future location with an unknown individual of great power.
"Where is that located? I have never heard of it before." The young adult spoke honestly, causing the enigma in front of him to slightly smirk.
"Of course you have never heard about it," He spoke, "The Lookout of Kami is a holy place, and no human has set foot on it in centuries.
Centuries? Just how old the seemingly young adult before him was, Minato wondered, as more and more questions popped up in his mind.
"As for its location," The dark haired individual continued, "It is somewhere that no human can access."
His comment caused the Yondaime to frown slightly, realizing that he wasn't allowed to know more unless the one who destroyed the Kyuubi wished it.
"Alright, how will we get there, and before we go, I really must get my wife and son back inside the village." He informed the one known as Son Gohan, who simply nodded before speaking,
"Get them back to your village; I will wait here for you, but I ask you not to inform anyone of my identity or what I have done here until I tell you otherwise."
The new father and leader of the village simply nodded before drawing one of his tri-pronged kunai, and handing it over to the individual before him.
"I will not be long, just keep that with you and I will be back here in a second." Minato stated, before disappearing in a yellow flash with his wife and son in his arms, leaving behind a surprised Gohan with his eyebrows raised.
'That was incredibly fast, I got a lock on his energy signal, and he moved all the way to inside the village in less than a second. He travelled that distance faster than Krillin or Yamcha could have done. Though it seems to be connected to this strange knife he gave me. It reminds me of the Instant Transmission, but instead of locking onto energy signals, he locks on to these things.' Gohan thought, looking at the strange knife as he held it in his hands carefully; not wanting to accidentally damage it.
Sighing, Gohan looked up at the sky, gazing up to the moon that once held great control over his power as a child. His mind began to wander back to better days, where everyone he loved was not dead, nor locked away beyond his reach…
Glaring at the sky, the Demi-Saiyan felt anger burn inside of him at the thought of the two that took advantage of that horrific day to seize power of Life and Death.
He had waited a long time, so very long. But no matter how long he would have to wait; Son Gohan knew he would have his revenge. And until then he would have to wait for the day where he could instill the true meaning of fear into those two traitors to the Kai's.
Another yellow flash got his attention, driving him out of his dark thoughts. As he looked at the leader of the village, he noticed that the man took the time to get a change of clothes, and looked a little less worse for wear. Nodding to himself, he walked over to the blond, and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Ready?" He asked.
The blue eyes of the Yondaime stared back at him, his jaw set in a tight line as he nodded stiffly, trying to prepare him for what was to come.
He should have realized the moment he met Son Gohan that he would never be prepared for anything regarding him.
The sun felt so strong and bright, as if it was a light-bulb near his face.
The air was the freshest he ever had the pleasure to breathe.
Minato Namikaze couldn't believe his eyes. Nor could he believe how at peace he felt in this mystical place.
He took a few steps away from the center of the Lookout where he had been teleported with Son Gohan, who stood impassively, waiting for the shock to wear off from his guest.
Minato looked across the horizon, and saw nothing but blue. Narrowing his eyes, he walked over to the edge of the circular lookout.
The Yondaime Hokage didn't know if he could survive so many shocks in such a little period of time.
Clouds; white, puffy, clouds.
Now while the Yondaime had seen plenty of clouds in his life, he had never seen them from a top-down view.
Turning around, Minato Namikaze looked at the man who transported him to this wondrous place.
"Th-This is…" He could barely speak, he had never seen such a beautiful, and peaceful place.
Gohan merely nodded, a small smile on his face, as even the man who seemed so dark and emotionless in the clearing near Konoha, felt at peace in this place.
"Welcome, Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato, to Kami's Lookout. Feel honored for being the first human here in a very long time."
Turning around, the host of the blond haired Fire Shadow started walking towards the single building on the lookout.
"Come, there is much I want to discuss with you." He spoke as he continued his stride to the entrance.
Blinking, Minato starting walking to catch up to the biggest enigma he ever met.
First starting with his son's birth,
Then the infiltration of Tobi,
The Kyuubi's release,
The near death of his wife and son,
The arrival of Son Gohan,
The Death of the Kyuubi,
And now, here he was, standing upon Kami's Lookout.
This was the single most amazing, and terrifying day of his life.
It's called pacing, it's called pacing!
Don't throw a fit because I ended the chapter here, Chapter 6 Is going to be completely focused on the conversation between Gohan and Minato, and believe me, this discussion really needs its own chapter.
Besides, like I said in the last chapter's author's note, I don't want to rush or break anything, and adding to that, I want to make it as enjoyable as possible.
I would also like to tell you that only one person got who was the "giant" mentioned previously. Congrats to him. Not saying who, because if you don't know, then you get to wait and find out later.
And so, I revealed a little bit about what happened to the other Z warriors, and about Gohan's goal. I look forward to your feedback in regards to this.
The flashbacks will end next chapter, and then there will be progress!
So, thank you, and once again, I would love it if you leave a review, as it really does help speed the process of writing chapters.
And as always, may your mind be filled with ideas, and your inbox filled with reviews,
The Burdened Muse.
