The original plan orchestrated by Black Zetsu was actually the resurrection of Ōtsutsuki Kaguya, but the foundations of the group that was supposed to apply this revolution to the world lacked people capable of changing the course of a war with mere words. The last Uzumaki decided to relive the past to bring about the true Dawn. It was time for the world to meet New Akatsuki.
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I'm tired of dealing with foolish people. No more.
I don't know about you, but has anyone ever wondered what would happen in the world if there were two groups seeking a revolution? Well, the purpose of the red clouds has never been a secret.
We cannot say the same about the Revolutionary Army. Maybe they could use some encouragement.
A Dawn of the Red Clouds Army
Chapter 1 (Prologue)
"AKATSUKI!"
"The red fire swings in the black shadows that are like the abyss and evaporates the leaves of the dancing trees, staining the clear earth and turning it into dust.
The bloodbath that splashes the story in the cubes shaped like intricate blue stones and in the sky where there are a group of bloody clouds that know the lines of destiny since the beginning of the creation of this new time, led by the same group that once had the dream of bringing absolute peace to your poor world.
They represented the True Dawn."
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For the young adult crow, it was always a moment of reflection to rest alone in his rooms and think about life and his actions. Different perspectives and causes that provoked different reactions, whether positive or negative. Gifted with his almost visual clairvoyance from a very early age, it wasn't something that worried him often.
He just liked to wonder humming in his thoughts what he could change in the past if he could really see the future and not joke about it as many did, due to the insight bordering on pride that the awakening of eyes considered cursed by some Senju extremists granted.
"What are they all doing here in the New World?!"
Screams.
Cry.
Panic.
"I don't know! Their base didn't used to be here! Someone call the top brass! Fast!" – shouted a dying man, as he licked his wounds with his only remaining arm and tears ran freely down his face, covered in blood and dust. The other was a horribly mangled stump.
He had long ago come to the harsh conclusion that hell asked no one for permission.
BOOOOM!
"Run! Run away! This woman has the amazing power to transform her own body into paper!" – these would be the man's last words, as everyone watched him being drowned in the sea of snow-white papers.
"Is that Uchiha Itachi?! Don't look at his eyes or you...damn it! Somebody help me!"
His features didn't even flinch at the small compliment. He had long stopped being impressed by small details, mainly due to his childhood.
Life was really hard in those times.
"Katsu!"
"They are real monsters! All of them! What did Gōrosei have in mind to threaten these beasts?"
"Jashin-sama is crying out for your blood, worms! Die! Hahahaha!"
"What?! Like this?! TOGETHER THE WANTED MEMBERS OF THIS CURSED ORGANIZATION ARE WORTH MORE THAN 30 BILLION… AND ONLY DEAD?! THIS IS CRAZY! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS SHI-"
"Hn. So you call yourselves Revolutionaries? This is peculiar. Who came up with this idea? Bring me your leader now. We will no longer be tolerant."
CRACK!
"Bring me the man who calls himself Dragon, 'tebayo. I'm starting to get hungry and upset. Itachi! Summon our sleeper agents. Say the time is now."
Sigh.
Red eyes with rapidly rotating commas opened in the darkness. Another sigh was heard, as someone's shadow moved to stand. Not even the future had enough power to escape the clutches of a man like the Leader.
"Satisfied with the future, Itachi-san? Hurry up please. The Boss called a meeting." – grumbled a mature voice, opening the door and revealing the figure of a fish-man carrying a sword on his back. A fact evidenced by the skull-shaped fist that was shown on the shoulder.
He nodded and closed his eyes, starting to walk to follow his colleague, who already had a bloodthirsty smile on his face showing sharp teeth ready to tear apart anyone who was brave enough.
They knew the day had come.
"Finally! What took you so long to get here? Have my unruly clones expanded the ship again? Wait a second!" – someone shouted energetically from the center of the room, which had a single large round table and several chairs already occupied by their respective owners.
Perfectly constructed square windows allowed the sun's rays to enter in the grand space, because they were placed in the four corners of the room that was the same size or larger than a coliseum.
The sun's glare was so strong at that point that kanji-shaped symbols honorably drawn with impeccable calligraphy could be seen on the strong woods.
The sight of the sea calmly churning outside was always a pleasant sight to witness, but at that moment everyone was busier trying to contain the laughter that didn't take long to emerge after the voice abruptly interrupted itself with comical sounds of slurping and whimpers of pleasure.
The culprit of this was slightly oblivious to what was happening, sitting in a normal wooden chair without flashy details.
A wide, infectious smile covered the tanned features of the blond-haired man who had bright blue eyes and cheeks marked by whiskers.
He was casually wearing a long-sleeved orange shirt, black pants reaching his bandaged ankles and sandals of the same color. To complement the ensemble, he held a large bowl of ramen in his hands and inhaled the aroma with well-deserved fervor.
Uzumaki Naruto, Leader of New Akatsuki.
"You are a goddess, Konan-chan!" – said Naruto seriously, but with a huge smile pointing his chopsticks at the slightly blushing woman who was a much better cook than he would ever be in a thousand years.
Said woman was sitting next to him and was fabulous eye candy for anyone who looked directly at her.
Locks of short purple hair reaching the neck line, amber eyes, creamy skin and thin lips. The black cloak with red clouds that she wore was large enough to hide her underwear, but perfectly detailed the curvaceous figure she possesses.
Large, full breasts, a small waist and wide hips, as well as a fat bubble butt were some of the most desirable attributes of the adult woman in the group. In fact, the piercings that women used to wear are now no longer present as accessories.
Konan, the Paper Angel of New Akatsuki.
"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, Naruto-sama." – Konan replied with a calm voice, looking into the leader's blue eyes. He wasn't wanting to make it easy for her, Konan noticed. Then she was forced to look away with flushed cheeks after realizing what the true intentions in that look were.
"Uhmm…" – muttered the Uzumaki carelessly, still chewing a large amount of noodles and with starry eyes, observing how Fūinjutsu was truly the best Shinobi art of all.
"I wonder how our clan members would react upon seeing this little trick you created, cousin."
Speaking this quietly was another man who was sitting in a chair on Naruto's left side. He has red hair, letting a strand fall to cover his right eye and powerfully showing the Rinnegan in the other. Like everyone else, he also wears a black cloak with red clouds and sandals.
Uzumaki Nagato, once an enemy, but after so many years he would end up becoming one of the Leader's closest men.
"Honestly, it wouldn't be a surprise if everyone made the Boss hand over the blueprints at the same time." – laughed another who was a little further away. Black threads moved wildly around him, but he was also tasting the food considered the food of the gods by the Leader.
After so many years, the ramen fanatic was definitely not wrong about this.
"Why are we always talking about the Leader? I'm tired of this! Let's talk about Jashin-sama!" - shouted boldly, raising the three-bladed weapon in his possession the man who was next to the first.
"Have you finally reached the last stage of madness, Hidan? Do it. I've been wanting to turn humans into puppets again for a while now." – replied indifferently someone who was moving his fingers to guide another bowl of ramen in his own direction.
"If you do that, you know it will be a bloodstain on the floor. I don't think that's your best idea, friend. But perhaps it would be better to blow some things up and witness the magnificent art again!" – cheekily retorted the last one who, like the other two, was also eating the ramen, but he was doing it with his hands that had two mouths.
"Ready. Something is definitely wrong here." – The fishman with sharp teeth muttered aloud as he sat down and immediately watched as a bowl of ramen formed in front of him. The flavor invaded his enhanced senses and before anyone could even blink, he too was digging in.
"I'm sorry, Naruto-sama. I was enjoying the time of recession by contemplating the nuances of our involvement in the future events of this world."
"What? Since when have you been able to see the future, Itachi?" – asked Naruto comically looking at the Uchiha. Both of his hands were facing up as if he was asking for surrender, because a kill intent appeared out of nowhere, but it disappeared as quickly as it came.
Sweat fell down the Uzumaki's forehead as he looked down the table to be stared at by the clear eyes of the true goddess who was calmly drinking a cup of tea and eating a cinnamon roll that was being served by Zetsu.
So powerful, but at the same time incredibly spoiled. The blond had to keep his treacherous thoughts to himself and start focusing entirely on the present.
Akatsuki.
In the beginning it was an ideal living in the minds of three children who went through hell during the time when Amegakure served as the funnel for the events of the war at that time.
It was an admirable plan. Bring peace to the Shinobi world. But it was doomed to fail in such a miserable world.
In the end, men's dreams will always be something and indomitable ambitions can be a new beginning for those born in an age cursed by deceit, death and abandonment.
Looking at each of the people sitting at the table with him, Naruto smiled observing how everyone's shoulders were relaxed and the smiles were as easy as the banter between the group.
Whenever he had this privileged view, he could not regret what he did at the end of the last war to ravage the world in the days of his youth.
Holding the shining symbols of the moon and the sun in the palm of his hands, Uzumaki Naruto was the most selfless man in the universe and it was time to fulfill the promise he made a few centuries ago.
He knew that some were already starting to get impatient with the delay, but they remained patient because he insisted on waiting.
However, despite all the patience, it wasn't always the best case. Good thing one of the last ones not to show up today had a teleportation method impressive enough to get back even if he was on the other side of the world.
Authority of the gods, huh. Naruto smiled some more and prepared to announce the news when he stood up catching everyone's attention.
"Just like the waves of the ocean, we will be like the clouds that cover the skies in the long-awaited bright dawn."
Firm nods of agreement could be seen from the select group who were the formidable revolutionary members of an unknown era.
The era of disunity and disaffection between brothers is finally behind us.
Bandanas with a line across the horizontal line denouncing the absence of affiliation with any village or country.
All of that was left behind as they all, one by one, rose in harmony and the windows opened a crack to let in the gentle wind.
The black covers drawn with red clouds swayed in a set of mythical colors, at the same time that the aura of each one made the grand ship shake a little, but without damaging even a piece of wood.
The last to put on the cape was certainly the smiling Leader who carried the symbol of the True Dawn on his perfectly tailored black haori long enough to reach the height of his shins.
A small red rope connected the two collars together, while he had his right hand outstretched and his palm facing up – showing the ethereal glow of the sun's mark resting in the center as if it was waiting for something.
It didn't take long for everyone to follow the Uzumaki's movement.
Konan was the first to do so with a small smile and amber eyes shining with anticipation. Soon after, Nagato copied his cousin's movements with a smirk.
Kakuzu snorted a little, but also reached out and even forced a Hidan who was more concerned with raving almost as if he wanted to irritate someone.
Sasori watched every movement around the large table carefully, but shrugged when he saw the questioning look pass over Deidara's face, who had already been in the same position as the others for a long time.
Kisame also held his arm forward, and Itachi, with his eyes closed, copied everyone's gesture. Unlike in the distant past, he now had lighter features.
The only Ōtsutsuki there continued to sit for a while longer, while everyone watched her finish the cinnamon buns without saying a peep. Zetsu was just waiting for his mother to finish, and when that happened, everyone around the large table quickly copied the leader's gesture.
A swirling sound appeared in the air next to the other figures, but no one bothered to raise their guard, because the other two that were missing arrived.
Uchiha Obito and Uchiha Madara.
Seeing what was about to happen, Obito laughed a little too loudly and quickly stretched his arm forward and wrapped the other fraternally around Naruto's neck.
Madara grunted and seemed ready to enter the position characteristic of the taciturn clan members, but abandoned the idea when he also raised his arm.
It was wonderful to see the union of people who were so different if you looked at it from the outside, but so similar if you really knew each other's stories in depth.
And that was why they were sharing the same smile as the leader at this moment, although some might be more guarded than others.
Observing how everything was going well, Naruto then decided that this was the right time. He snapped the fingers of his left hand and several puffs of smoke appeared over each of their right hands.
At that moment the story was being written before eyes that could witness it, because there in the hand of each member of New Akatsuki was a straw hat.
Uzumaki Naruto looked carefully into his bright blue eyes, easily able to see the fight for freedom in the ancient lines between the always very lively straws.
"Haki? No. You are mistaken."
"Samehada is begging to rip some bodies apart!"
"What Naruto-sama is manipulating is the very force of life, Chakra."
"Rinnegan…"
"Don't touch my Gunbai again, child. I don't feel like dancing with small fish."
"This giant blue warrior single-handedly summoned a meteor from the heavens… we never had a chance, did we? - DAMN IT!"
"Your foolishness certainly knows no bounds. We have walked and sailed for centuries in this vast world that is covered in oceans. We visited thousands of islands, but we couldn't get close to the end of this adventure that is life. In fact, allow me to question you something, young child."
"What do you think would happen to the Three Powers if a man who has no limits to his endless will and presence like Uzumaki Naruto, if this man wielded Haki as the primal force of his spirit?"
"Easy. They would be crushed."
"Huh… there is no need to rest fear in the hearts of our adversaries, cousin. I am satisfied with using only Fūinjutsu against them!"
To be continued.
Author's Notes: How long ago did I create this prologue? Please welcome this magnificent work! The red clouds will finally cover the four seas... or won't they? Wahahahaha!
Considering that I still remain in the same exclusive condition of writing stories on my cell phone, I hope you understand my choice to revise and possibly add bits that I forgot along the way. A prologue might be just that, but I like to add so many things! It's so cool! I feel light and peaceful.
I hope so much that the long-awaited opening has awakened something in you!
Don't worry, because if I change so many things, I will leave a warning at the beginning about the date on which I made the last modification.
I hope it helps!
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It's not been easy to maintain my determination with the community, even though I have a very, very formidable Haoshoku!
Believe me when I say: I can beat Shanks in one-on-one combat. Only Haki, because that overcomes everything!
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