A Mirror into the Future
Chapter 1: Assassination
When they looked over the man's shoulder into the water, they saw a baby boy with short, tufted blonde hair wrapped loosely in a white blanket as it sat in a figure's arms. They entered the clearing from the shadows of the forest, the little baby being carried in the arms of a shadowed, masked shinobi.
"Is that him?" Another man asked where he waited in the clearing. As the scene came into focus for everyone to see it was Sarutobi Hiruzen, the Third Hokage. Sarutobi picked up the wailing boy into his arms gently, a concerned look on his face.
"Hush now Naruto, you're going to be fine." Sarutobi murmured quietly, rocking the baby to sleep. "What happened to Yondaime?" Sarutobi asked slowly, looking over at the ANBU who had carried the boy here.
"He has died sir," one ANBU replied, his voice tinged with grief.
"I see." Sarutobi replied sadly, and then he looked around the almost completely destroyed outskirts of Konoha. "Come we have to do and to get the last Uzumaki checked into the hospital." Sarutobi whispered, face masked but sorrow still showing in his eyes, walking away heading towards the hospital.
"That… can't be, it's impossible," Kushina choked out, her eyes wide as she leaned precariously closer to the water. "He can't be an Uzumaki unless…" She inhaled sharply, shocked as she looked up at Kurama.
The crimson haired man nodded his head slightly, "Yes he. He's your son Kushina Uzumaki."
There was a long moment of silence, and then the red-haired man released a heavy sigh, and the water settled to empty, crystal perfection.
"I need to gather two more people. I shall be back." Kurama informed them, before he stood up and started towards the entrance of the clearing in the woods before he disappeared from sight altogether.
"How does he do that?" Obito asked curiously, still not quite at ease with the whole situation. Tension quickly filled the air, and everyone shared uncertain looks as they simply waited. There was nothing else to do.
Kurama returned silently, striding into the clearing and toward the lake was followed by two uncertain and more slowly moving figures. Everyone immediately recognized them as Mikoto, Fugaku and their young son Itachi Uchiha, who was being cradled in Mikoto's arms gently.
"Come, you two this is vital you see this, and also I request you hand me Itachi." Kurama commanded softly, looking sadly at the small boy in Mikoto's arms. Mikoto hesitantly gave up Itachi as he was lifted into Kurama's arms. Once this was done Kurama returned to his original place and sat down, then once again swiped his arm across the stream, everyone looked into the gleaming lake water to see the Uchiha District.
A little boy running inside that looked awfully like Mikoto running through the Uchiha district. His little face was contorted in a little frown, and his big eyes flashed with a worried light. Yet, the whole situation still had innocence to it, and the worry wasn't really anything more superficial worry.
"I better hurry before I'm late and father yells at me again," the boy whispered to himself, as he ran around another corner when he started to slow down some, hesitating.
"Where is everyone?" He thought out loud as he stopped to see his grandma on the floor. "Grandma are you, OK?" The boy asked, fear showing in his voice for the first time that night. Running to his grandma who he thought had fallen. The boy tried pushing her up when he noticed the kunai embedded in her back, that had been shielded from him before. "Grandma!" He shouted, then noticing his grandfather body in a similar manner, hidden just on the other side of a corner. He closed his eyes tightly and turned around to run all the way back home.
He stumbled, eyes clouding over, and hands shaking as he took shaky breaths, running with reckless abandon. Then he stumbled upon a final building.
"Mother, Father!" He roared as he stumbled into the house running all the way to the back room. He opened the door slowly, forever changing his life.
That was how he saw his parents dead on the floor and his bother splattered in their blood sheathing his short tanto.
"Sasuke," His brother called his name.
"Why? Why Itachi? Why?" Sasuke yelled, as tears escape down his face. "What's happening?!"
Mikoto had shakily collapsed onto the floor, face incredulous, and eyes wide with horror. Fugaku had followed her to the floor, holding her, whispering soft comforting tones in his wife's ears as he closed his eyes to stop from showing the sorrow in his own eyes. As everyone one else was staring at the sleeping form of the young child that murdered his parents in that vision before them.
"Foolish little brother did you honestly expected to out run me? I'll let you live, but one day when you have eyes like mine. Come after me then cling to your pathetic life and seek your vengeance." Itachi whispered, slowly blinking, and activating his Mangekyou Sharingan, the black in his eyes merging. It was only a few seconds, but after longs, pure screams were drawn from him Sasuke eventually fainted from emotional and psychical exhaustion.
He fell to the ground with a small thud, and his expression was still frozen in terror.
"Our little Ita-chan turns into that monster," Mikoto wailed, quickly taking Itachi from Kurama's arms and pulled him tightly to her chest
"He is not truly a monster," Kurama whispered, "You'll find that out in a short while." Looking at Fugaku and Mikoto sternly, and then his attention back to the stream.
"Now we must continue on." Kurama added, even as the expressions of those around him became less sure and more shocked by the second. Again, the water rippled before him, taking on a new form.
A/N: Hey guys did you like the Chapter 1?