A/n: I am using some well known name/character of other series for convenience of writing.
Third person
In a blink of an eye, 11 months had passed since Ryujin's initial awakened, and now Danzo, the head of Anbu Root, found himself in a dire situation.
The Leaf Village was slowly losing ground in a war against neighbouring countries. In a strategic move, Danzo recognized the potential of Ryujin as a weapon of unparalleled capabilities. The artificial being's existence could tip the scales in their favor and turn the tide of the conflict.
Orochimaru: I can't create more clones of Ryujin, in the past few months the reports say his cells immediately die in a few seconds as we extract from him. Moreover, due to our experiment of fusing Uchiha and Hyuga DNA together his life span is about 30 years.
Danzo: So we have no way….. Fine, I have trained him enough for war for the past 11 months. His extraordinary growth of learning 3 basic elements is phenomenal (Fire, lighting and Wind). Even his cold nature and cunning mind is very similar to mine…..
Orochimaru: So now the question is, will he be able to betray us?
Danzo: ...I will put a curse seal on him before sending him to war. I Have to agree that his intention is still unknown but one thing is clear: He is a perfect weapon as he still doesn't have the understanding of feeling and emotions.
Orochimaru: True, however he had given me a request, a file about his origin? So far he had shown no sign of awakening Sharingan or even a Byakugan?
Danzo: He is not a failed experiment in a complete sense. Although he had no Kekkei Genkai or any good physical power however there are things he excels at beyond the norm.
Danzo: As for his origin, tell him to wait, after getting the curse seal you can give him what he wants.
Danzo's gaze intensified, and he exchanged a subtle nod with his shinobi guards. The success of this experiment held strategic significance, and their collective attention remained fixed on the unfolding events.
First Person (Ryujin)
Inside the dimly lit restaurant, I sat at a secluded table, surrounded by empty chairs, the air heavy with the hushed ambiance of secrecy. As I spoke to my clones, the clandestine nature of the conversation heightened the gravity of the words exchanged.
Ryujin: 'So convenient.'
Thanks to his proficiency in Fuinjutsu, he was able to mute his voice for others while freely talking with his shadow clones.
Ryujin: I will be going then,
I declared, the determination in my eyes shining through to my two clones.
The bearer of unsettling news, Ryujin 1, stepped forward with a cautious revelation.
Clone 1: You know right, there are 3 B ranks, 2 A ranks, and 1 S rank ninja tailing you. They all belong to the root.
The information lingered in the air, the weight of surveillance pressing on my decision. However, he already had things under control, hence his calm state could be explained.
Clone 2: Let me finish talking, main body,
Ryujin 2 insisted, interrupting the unfolding dialogue. The voice of concern addressed me as the "main body," with a sense of urgency permeating his words.
Ryujin: I know that damn old man won't let me even shit in peace. Speak fast then, clone 2,
I replied, expressing a weary acknowledgment of the constant scrutiny. Ryujin 2 delved deeper into the underlying risks.
Clone 2: Why are you taking so much risk? These DNA tests… You know right if you get caught what they can do to you.
Ryujin: I know, but the risk is worth it. You want to know why,
I affirmed, my determination unwavering. The restaurant's emptiness mirrored the echoes of my internal conflict as I contemplated the weight of my choices.
Ryujin: Because it will give me clarity of what and who I am. I refuse to believe that I am just a tool of mass destruction created to kill and follow some damn order like a mad dog. My worth and potential are more than that. Moreover, after all this, I can have peace from all the questions that eat my mind up, questioning my existence,
I declared, my frustration with the predefined narrative of my existence spilling forth.
As the conversation reached a crescendo, amidst the emptiness, I rejected the notion of being a mere tool.
Ryujin: As for the fear of death, that is the last thing I would worry about for now,
I asserted and un-summoned the clones. The determination to find answers and break free from the shackles of destiny became a quiet symphony of defiance, echoing against the backdrop of an empty stage.
(-)
Ryujin: 'Well it's not like I can stop them from following me. Nor can they find anything valuable just by tailing me.'
I assumed while utilising [Chakra Dash] [Body Flicker] which is one of the few Anbu tricks I learned in the past months training. Due to my weak physique and average chakra reserves I can't not outmatch those of A or S rank ninja which was my current limit.
Ryujin: 'Moreover everything is planned perfectly. The report I am about to receive will be inside a small statue which I will replace with a similar looking model even if they were able to take it, they will get the replaced one.'
Still thinking about the scenario when I reached the place, it was an art museum. They kept silently following me thinking I could detect them as I was not reacting.
Ryujin: 'Let them be in the delusion.' Well is the order ready?
I politely asked the old man, the owner of the art museum. He looked around suspiciously, but his expression remained unchanged. He went to the storage, retrieved a small statue, and packed it properly.
Ryujin: Thanks for the fast work.
Owner(Oldman): No thank you for saving my shop last week for those robbers. These dam Uchiha police do nothing.
The owner, an old man, expressed gratitude, yet at the same time he blamed others.
Ryujin: NO need to blame others for your own incompetence, old man. If you had not hid the information from the police they would have ended up protecting the stolen item. Have a good night.
I remarked, revealing my knowledge of his past actions.
Owner (Old man): H-How did you know?
The old man, taken aback, stammered,
Ryujin: Who knows? And please don't bother them, they had their fair share of issues. Hope you understand.
I replied cryptically, leaving the old man to ponder the mysterious intervention as I continued navigating the intricate dance of secrecy and deception.
Third person POV
As soon as Ryujin left there were already two people inside the same museum hearing both of their conversations.
???: Who was that boy?
The young man with black hair asks, seems concerned for some reasons.
???: Don't know but he seems to be aware of our inside information or something, I presumed by his words?
The elderly man accompanying him responded after he assessed the situation calmly unlike his companion.
???: Should I follow him or send someone to know more?
Inquired the young man, as he insisted out of caution.
Clan leader: No, need Fugaku, that boy. He had more on his plate like us perhaps another day or should I say a more suitable day.
Fugaku: If you say so, Clan leader.
Hearing the leader's responses Fugaku did not persuade further respecting the leader's decision and continued shopping inside the museum.
(-)
Hours later with Instructor
Danzo turned his attention to the Anbu tasked with Ryujin's training and development. Seated comfortably in his chair, he listened intently as they provided their assessments. The weight of the ongoing war pressed upon him, a constant reminder of the tumultuous times they lived in.
[A/N: I'm not good at naming so yeah I copy paste bleach characters …. I'm lazy ... .try to understand it's convenient for me.]
Danzo: Unohana, Yourichi, Tier and Rangiku. it's been months since Ryujin is under your wing. All of you are responsible for his training in Fuinjutsu, Taijutsu, Genjutsu and Medical ninjutsu…. So tell the progress.
Resting on his seat, he inquired. Because of the war he was very busy dealing with Iwa, Kumo, Kiri and Suna. Moreover all four nations were engaged in gruesome war with each other too hence his reason to personally be unable to observe the training.
Unohana: His talent lies in everything except for Taijutsu. I saw his work as he had mastered intermediate Fuinjutsu under a span of a few two months.
Yourichi: So far he has learned all basic academy exercises and training in every art. However his physical or raw strength is very low.
Tier: His control over his chakra reserve is beyond words, moreover his Genjutsu is in the league of Kurama clan, his mere words can make any Jonin sweat.
Rangiku: He has learned all C, D and E grade medical jutsu even though he mastered Shadow clone technique with some elements like lighting and explosive style.
Unohana's appraisal highlighted Ryujin's mastery of Fuinjutsu, a testament to his prodigious talent and dedication.
Yourichi and Tier echoed her sentiments, praising his aptitude in various disciplines while acknowledging his shortcomings in physical strength.
Rangiku's report painted a comprehensive picture of Ryujin's progress, detailing his proficiency in medical ninjutsu and elemental techniques. Danzo absorbed the information with keen interest, recognizing Ryujin's potential as a valuable asset in the ongoing conflict.
Danzo: Good, he will be a fine tool to fully prove Konoha peace ….. Is there any more?
Unohana: Well living with him till now there are only one weaknesses we were able to discover….. One is his low stamina.
Rangiku: I also have noticed one thing recently the boy seems to be interested in the Konoha history, about clans and founders along with allies.
With the briefing concluded, Danzo mulled over the gathered intelligence, his mind already formulating strategies for Ryujin's continued growth.
The Anbu operatives, bound by duty and allegiance, awaited his next directive with unwavering resolve.
For a few minutes he tried to gather as much information as he could form them till he was satisfied about Ryujin development. As they are his caretaker and also spies working for Danzo due to their life on the line they had no other option.
