Naruto Cursed Child Chronicles

by MioNaruseSama

Naruto Uzumaki is the eldest of four siblings, born into the Uzumaki family, renowned for their strong chakra and their special connection to the Nine-Tails, the fearsome tailed beast sealed within Naruto. However, fate plays a cruel trick on Naruto as he is the only one among his siblings who doesn't inherit the Nine-Tails' chakra.

4. Ch - 1 (Beginning)

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*And read the Author Note at Last it's will help you understand few things*

*Few attack are My originalAnd few I took inspiration so I don't own them*

*From Author: Mio Naruse*

"Shadow" a Path That comes with Greate Responsibility and Pain this is the story of A Man who lost everything Because of the world But Became the Saviour of the world

Now Let's Begin with our Story

The night of October 10th draped the village in an eerie silence, punctuated only by the distant rustle of leaves and the haunting echoes of Kushina's pained screams. Deep in a secluded area nestled within the mountains, Minato Namikaze stood by his wife's side, his expression a mixture of determination and concern.

"Kushina, you'll be okay. Just a little longer," Minato reassured her, his voice a soothing balm amidst the turmoil.

Kushina, writhing in pain, shot him a glare that could pierce steel. "Minato, you're the one who put this thing in me. A little pain? Try enduring this, you idiot!" Her profanities, a symphony of agony and frustration, filled the secluded space.

Back in the village, Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru anxiously awaited the momentous event. The excitement in Jiraiya's eyes mirrored Tsunade's anticipation, but Orochimaru remained a figure of calculated composure. Unbeknownst to many, Orochimaru had been granted permission to lead the IT Department, a role that surprisingly aligned with his intellect and strategic thinking.

As the cries of agony echoed through the night, the first child emerged, a tuft of blonde hair marking his arrival. Minato and Kushina named him Naruto, a name that would soon become synonymous with both destiny and chaos.

Then came the triplets, a testament to the Uzumaki lineage's vitality. Mito, the first girl, bore a striking resemblance to her grandmother and was gifted with vibrant red hair, a testament to the Uzumaki clan's legacy. Suki, the second girl, and Natsu, the second boy, completed the trio, each with their own unique features.

Yet, joy quickly turned to shock as a masked figure materialized in the room, shrouded in darkness. The air thickened with tension as the intruder's ominous presence cast a pall over the birthing chamber.

Before anyone could react, the masked figure executed a swift and deadly assault. Doctors fell, their lifeless bodies a stark contrast to the newborns' cries. The Third Hokage's wife, who was assisting with the birth, met a tragic end in the blink of an eye.

The masked assailant's attention fixated on Natsu, the lone male among the newborns. With chilling precision, he threatened to take the child's life unless Minato handed over the Jinchuriki, referring to Kushina.

Minato's eyes widened in shock, the gravity of the situation sinking in. His protective instincts surged as he faced an agonizing choice - protect his wife or save their son.

"You won't touch him!" Minato declared, positioning himself between the masked figure and Natsu.

The masked intruder, unfazed, chuckled ominously. "Hand over the Jinchuriki, Namikaze, or this child's fate is sealed."

Kushina, weakened but not defeated, glared at the masked figure with a maternal ferocity. "Touch my son, and I'll rip you apart!" she spat defiantly.

Minato, torn between the safety of his wife and the lives of their children, made a quick decision. "I won't let anything happen to you, Kushina." With a determined expression, he faced the masked assailant. "We won't surrender to threats. I am the Fourth Hokage, and I will protect my family and this village!"

In the shadows of that fateful night, the cries of newborns intertwined with the clash of destinies, setting forth a series of events that would echo through the annals of Konoha's history.

As the masked intruder menacingly tossed baby Natsu into the air, Minato's instincts kicked in, and a resounding "No!" erupted from his lips. In a blur of movement, he lunged forward, determined to save his son from the impending danger.

Kushina's eyes widened in horror as she screamed, "Minato, save Natsu!"

Minato soared through the air, his hand outstretched towards the airborne infant. In the midst of the chaos, he caught a glimpse of explosive tags attached to Natsu's blanket. Time seemed to slow as the realization hit him - a deadly trap intended for their newborn.

Thinking on his feet, Minato swiftly threw the blanket away just before it detonated in a burst of smoke and flames. The explosive force echoed in the room, the intensity of the blast leaving everyone momentarily stunned.

Kushina, her eyes never leaving the scene, cried out, "The kids! Minato, save the kids!"

Without hesitation, Minato gathered all four infants into his arms, his expression etched with a mix of relief and concern. In a swift motion, he activated his Flying Thunder God Technique, teleporting himself and the children to the awaiting trio of Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru.

Arriving in a secure location, Minato took a moment to catch his breath. "We were attacked. The masked assailant - he wanted the Jinchuriki. He threw explosive tags at Natsu, but I managed to get rid of them in time."

Tsunade, her medical instincts kicking in, rushed forward to examine the infants. "They seem unharmed physically, but this is a lot for newborns to endure. We need to get them to a safe place."

Minato nodded in agreement, his gaze shifting to Jiraiya and Orochimaru. "We can't let that intruder get away. He's a threat to the village and my family."

Jiraiya, the spark of determination evident in his eyes, spoke up. "I'll go after the intruder. Orochimaru and I will track him down and neutralize the threat."

Orochimaru, typically reserved, added, "I've already initiated surveillance protocols across the village. We'll find him."

As Jiraiya and Orochimaru prepared to depart, Tsunade gently took the infants from Minato, cradling them in her arms. "Don't worry, Minato. We'll keep them safe. Focus on retrieving Kushina and dealing with that masked assailant."

With a final glance at the bundled infants, Minato's eyes held a mixture of gratitude and determination. "Thank you, Tsunade. Take care of them."

As Jiraiya and Orochimaru vanished into the night, Minato turned to Tsunade. "Stay vigilant. I'll bring Kushina back safely. We can't let this threat linger."

Tsunade nodded, her expression resolute. "Go save Kushina. We'll be waiting for your return."

Minato activated his Hiraishin once more, teleporting himself back to the room where the night had taken a dark turn. Determination burned in his eyes as he faced the daunting task ahead - rescuing his wife and putting an end to the masked intruder's sinister plot. The night air seemed charged with tension as Minato set out on a mission that would determine the fate of his family and the village they called home.

In the dimly lit chamber, Kushina found herself restrained, her hands tightly bound. The masked man stood before her, his malevolent presence casting a chilling shadow over the room. Kushina, despite her predicament, met his gaze with unyielding defiance.

"You won't succeed in whatever plan you're hatching," Kushina declared, her voice carrying a mixture of anger and determination. "Minato will stop you."

The masked man remained silent, his eyes locked onto Kushina's. Without uttering a word, he initiated a complex seal on the back of his hand. A surge of eerie red chakra began to emanate from the seal, swirling ominously as it approached Kushina.

Pain coursed through Kushina's body as the red chakra enveloped her. She gritted her teeth, refusing to give her assailant the satisfaction of seeing her break. The masked man, undeterred, continued his sinister ritual, extracting the Nine-Tails from within her.

"You can't control the Nine-Tails!" Kushina spat out defiantly. "It'll never obey you!"

However, the masked man's actions belied her skepticism. As he summoned the massive form of the Nine-Tails, a strange and intricate contraption materialized, descending over the beast's head. It was an imposing device, with intricate seals and mechanisms that hinted at the masked man's meticulous planning.

Kushina's eyes widened as the contraption settled over the Nine-Tails, and she realized with dread that he had found a way to gain control. Her heart sank as the beast, now under the masked man's influence, roared in response to his commands.

The masked man, a sinister smirk playing on his lips, turned his attention to Kushina. "It seems your precious Nine-Tails has a new master now. And your time has come to an end."

Before the masked man could execute his deadly intent, the chamber erupted in a blinding flash. Minato materialized, his presence a force of nature that demanded attention. His eyes, usually warm, were ablaze with anger as he assessed the situation.

"Kushina!" Minato's voice cut through the tension, a mixture of concern and fury.

The masked man, unshaken by Minato's arrival, met his gaze with an air of eerie calm. Without a word, Minato executed a rapid sequence of hand signs, summoning his iconic Flying Thunder God Technique. In an instant, he appeared beside Kushina, his protective aura shielding her from imminent danger.

Kushina, relieved to see Minato, managed a weak smile. "You're always right on time."

Minato's expression, however, remained stern as he glared at the masked man. "Who are you, and what is your purpose?"

The masked man, unfazed, stepped back into a swirl of black smoke, disappearing from the chamber.

His haunting laughter echoed, leaving an unsettling atmosphere in his wake. Minato held Kushina close, a mix of relief and concern etched on his face.

"He controlled the Nine-Tails, Minato," Kushina whispered, her eyes reflecting a deep worry. "And he said he'll destroy the village."

Minato's gaze hardened, his determination unwavering. "We won't let that happen. I'll protect you, and I'll protect the village."

As Minato and Kushina braced themselves for the challenges that lay ahead, the ominous laughter of the masked man lingered in the air, a harbinger of a threat that had just begun to unfold. The fate of the village hung in the balance, and the couple prepared to face a perilous journey to safeguard all they held dear.

As Kakashi, Obito, and Rin strolled through the bustling streets of the Hidden Leaf Village, the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the rooftops. The air was filled with the familiar hum of village life, and the trio of friends found themselves immersed in casual conversation

Obito, ever the jovial spirit, couldn't help but steer the discussion toward their sensei, Minato Namikaze, and his wife, Kushina Uzumaki. "Have you guys heard the news? Minato-sensei and Kushina are going to have kids!"

Kakashi, his demeanor calm as always, raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I heard. Seems like everyone is excited."

Rin, with a gentle smile, added, "It's wonderful news. Minato-sensei will make an incredible father, and Kushina-san will be an amazing mother."

Obito, his enthusiasm barely contained, chuckled. "I can already imagine Minato-sensei with a tiny Hokage hat on his newborn. Wouldn't that be something?"

Kakashi, though not one to show much emotion, couldn't help but crack a small smile. "He'd probably insist on teaching the kid the Flying Thunder God Technique before they learn to walk."

The trio continued their walk, weaving through the village crowds. The topic shifted to the potential names for Minato and Kushina's future children.

Rin, her eyes alight with excitement, suggested, "Maybe they'll name one after a famous Hokage or a legendary figure. It's a tradition in some families."

Obito, ever the dreamer, grinned. "What if they name one after our old teammate, the great Obito Uchiha?"

Kakashi deadpanned, "I doubt that would happen."

Obito chuckled, "Hey, a guy can dream."

As they walked past a bustling marketplace, Obito's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Maybe we can organize a welcome party for the little ones. I'm sure Gai would be thrilled to help with the arrangements."

Kakashi, feigning disinterest, remarked, "As long as it doesn't involve any excessively youthful activities."

Rin playfully nudged Kakashi. "Oh, come on, Kakashi. It's a celebration. Even you can let loose for a day."

Obito grinned, "I'd pay to see Kakashi join a dance-off."

Kakashi, maintaining his stoic facade, replied, "I'll pass."

Their banter continued, weaving through the fabric of camaraderie that had formed between them over the years. As they approached the training grounds, Obito couldn't resist reflecting on the bond they shared.

"You know," Obito began, a touch of sincerity in his voice, "we've been through a lot together. Who would've thought our sensei would be settling down with a family?"

Rin nodded, her gaze softening. "Life has a way of surprising us. But it's a good surprise, don't you think?"

Kakashi, though reserved, couldn't deny the truth in their words. "Yeah, it is."

As they reached the training grounds, the setting sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink. The trio found a spot to sit and enjoy the serene moment. The topic of Minato and Kushina's impending parenthood lingered, filling the air with a sense of anticipation and warmth.

Obito, looking at the horizon, mused, "It's strange to think we started as a team of kids on our first mission. And now, Minato-sensei is going to be a dad."

Rin smiled, "Life moves fast, but it's moments like these that make the journey worthwhile."

As the sun dipped below the village rooftops, casting long shadows over the training grounds, Kakashi, Obito, and Rin sat in companionable silence, grateful for the bonds they had forged and looking forward to the future with a sense of hope and excitement.

The Hidden Leaf Village basked in the warm glow of a tranquil afternoon. Villagers carried out their daily activities, children played in the streets, and a sense of peace enveloped the air. Unbeknownst to them, a shadow lingered on the edges of their peaceful existence.

The masked man moved with stealth through the foliage, slipping unnoticed into the heart of the village. His steps were purposeful, and his gaze carried an unsettling intensity. Unseen, he initiated a summoning jutsu, channeling dark chakra into the air.

In an instant, the atmosphere shifted. A low rumble echoed through the village, causing heads to turn in confusion. The sky darkened as storm clouds gathered, an unnatural darkness spreading across the heavens.

Kakashi, who had been walking through the village, sensed the disturbance. His Sharingan activated, a flicker of concern crossed his eyes. "Something's not right."

Elsewhere, in the bustling marketplace, Obito and Rin exchanged puzzled glances. "Did you feel that?" Obito questioned.

Rin nodded, her brow furrowed. "It's like the air suddenly got heavier."

As the villagers looked skyward, their faces twisted in horror. Unveiled by the swirling clouds, the massive form of the Nine-Tails materialized, its eyes ablaze with malevolence. Panic gripped the villagers as they scattered, desperately seeking cover.

Kakashi's eyes widened as he witnessed the monstrous creature. "No... it can't be."

The masked man, concealed in the shadows, reveled in the chaos he had unleashed. "The mighty Nine-Tails, brought forth to sow destruction. This village will crumble before its might."

Obito, Rin, and Kakashi exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of disbelief and determination. They knew they had to act swiftly to protect the village.

With urgency in his step, Minato raced towards the source of the turmoil. The masked man observed from the shadows, a malevolent satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.

Amid the chaos, a group of chunin and jonin rallied together. "We need to evacuate the civilians! Form a perimeter!"

As the masked man reveled in the unfolding chaos, Kakashi, Obito, and Rin rushed toward the village center, driven by a sense of duty and the need to protect the ones they held dear.

Minato, arriving on the scene, surveyed the colossal beast. "This isn't a random attack. It's a deliberate attempt to unleash the Nine-Tails on the village."

Kakashi, at Minato's side, spoke with urgency. "We need a plan, sensei. The village won't withstand a full-scale attack."

Minato nodded, his mind working quickly. "I'll use the Flying Thunder God Technique to try and restrain it. Obito, Rin, protect the villagers and help with the evacuation."

Obito clenched his fist, determination burning in his eyes. "You got it, sensei."

As Minato prepared to engage the Nine-Tails, the masked man watched with a sinister satisfaction. "This is just the beginning. The village will fall, and the world will know true despair."

Kakashi, Obito, and Rin worked tirelessly, guiding civilians to safety and organizing the defense efforts. Amidst the chaos, Kakashi exchanged a glance with Obito. "We can't let this happen. We have to stop it."

Obito nodded, his gaze firm. "Right. We can't let the village be destroyed."

Rin, focused on the evacuation, added, "We'll get through this. The village has faced challenges before, and we'll stand strong."

As Minato engaged the Nine-Tails, the masked man, satisfied with the chaos he had sown, slipped away into the shadows. His malevolent laughter echoed, leaving a haunting resonance in the air.

Minato, determined to protect his village, faced the colossal beast with unwavering resolve. The fate of the Hidden Leaf Village hung in the balance, and the trio of Kakashi, Obito, and Rin, fueled by their loyalty and camaraderie, prepared to stand against the impending threat. The village's future rested on their shoulders as they faced an enemy who sought to plunge it into darkness.

In the Hokage Tower, the 3rd Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, sensed the disturbance. His eyes narrowed with concern, and he donned his battle armor. Addressing the Anbu stationed in the tower, he commanded, "Prepare for battle. We're facing a serious threat. Get the villagers to safety and defend the village with everything you have."

As the Anbu swiftly mobilized, Sarutobi descended to the village square. The sight that greeted him was one of pandemonium - civilians running in panic, buildings damaged, and the monstrous silhouette of the Nine-Tails casting a shadow over the village.

Meanwhile, atop the Hokage mountain, Minato Namikaze, the Fourth Hokage, felt the tremors of the Summoning jutsu through the mountain's foundation. He rushed to the edge and gazed down at the village in shock. The masked man had not only infiltrated the village but had also unleashed the most formidable force within it.

Minato's eyes reflected a mix of determination and concern. He knew what needed to be done. With a flash of his yellow cloak, he disappeared, reappearing directly on the face of the Hokage mountain. As he stood on the stone visage, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on his shoulders.

The villagers, now in a state of disarray, looked to the Hokage for guidance. Minato's voice echoed through the chaos, carrying a resolute authority. "Evacuate the village! Head to the designated shelters. We will protect you!"

His words, like a beacon of hope, calmed some of the panic. Villagers started moving toward safety under the watchful eye of the Anbu, who swiftly organized the evacuation.

Minato's focus, however, remained on the colossal threat before him - the Nine-Tails. Drawing a kunai, he etched intricate seals into the weapon, his movements swift and practiced. As the seals glowed with a vibrant blue light, Minato whispered, "Flying Thunder God Technique."

In an instant, Minato teleported to a strategic location near the Nine-Tails. His eyes locked onto the masked man, who reveled in the chaos he had wrought. With the village in disarray, the masked man believed victory was within his grasp.

Minato, his resolve unwavering, spoke with a firm determination, "This ends now. I won't let you destroy the village."

The masked man, his voice distorted by the mask, retorted, "You're too late, Minato Namikaze. The village is already on the brink of destruction."

Minato, however, remained unfazed. Activating his Hokage cloak, he prepared for the battle ahead. "I won't let your plan succeed. I'll protect this village and its people."

As Minato faced off against the Nine-Tails, the Hokage mountain stood as a silent witness to the clash between a determined leader and an unimaginable force. The masked man's sinister laughter echoed through the chaos, but Minato's eyes remained focused on the task at hand - saving the village from the impending disaster that loomed on the horizon.

As Minato faced off against the colossal threat of the Nine-Tails, the masked man emerged from the shadows, his malevolent presence materializing in front of the Fourth Hokage. The air crackled with tension as the two powerful figures locked eyes, each harboring their own determination and purpose.

The masked man's voice, distorted and chilling, cut through the chaos. "Minato Namikaze, your futile attempts to protect this village end here. You cannot withstand the might of the Nine-Tails."

Minato, unwavering in the face of adversity, responded with a steely resolve, "I won't let you harm the village. I'll do whatever it takes to stop you."

In an instant, the masked man's form blurred, a swirl of black smoke enveloping both combatants.

Villagers below could only catch glimpses of the confrontation before the duo vanished from sight, leaving behind a sense of foreboding uncertainty.

Minato found himself in a different realm, the transition from the village to a desolate battlefield seamless. The air was thick with tension, and the sky overhead mirrored the turmoil of the situation. The masked man, still concealed behind his ominous visage, stood opposite Minato with an unsettling calmness.

"What is this place?" Minato questioned, his eyes narrowing as he assessed the unfamiliar surroundings.

The masked man, his tone laced with malevolence, revealed, "Welcome to the battlefield of your demise, Minato Namikaze. Here, I will show you the true power that will bring the end to your futile resistance."

Undeterred, Minato retaliated. Kunai in hand, he executed a series of precise strikes, each aimed at the masked man's vital points. However, to his astonishment, each attack disappeared into a swirling cloud of black smoke, rendering them ineffective.

The masked man chuckled, the sound echoing eerily across the desolate battlefield. "Your attacks won't find their mark. This technique of mine is impervious to your predictable maneuvers."

Minato, analyzing the situation, realized the gravity of the challenge before him. Unrelenting, he reached for his kunai once more, imbuing them with a new set of seals. With a swift motion, he launched the kunai at the masked man. However, instead of striking their target, the kunai vanished into the ominous black smoke.

The masked man, confident in his advantage, extended his hand, summoning ethereal chains from the very fabric of the battlefield. The chains, laced with malevolence, snaked towards Minato with deadly precision. This time, they proved more challenging to evade.

Minato, caught in the grasp of the chains, found himself momentarily bound. However, in a burst of brilliance, he activated his Flying Thunder God Technique.

The chains slipped through his incorporeal form, leaving the masked man momentarily bewildered.

With a flash of yellow, Minato reappeared at a strategic distance. "You may control the battlefield, but you can't control the speed of my techniques."

The masked man's composure wavered for a moment, replaced by a hint of irritation. "You're a slippery one, Namikaze."

Minato, seizing the opportunity, unleashed a barrage of precise strikes, utilizing his speed and agility. The masked man, unable to predict the unpredictable movements, struggled to defend against the onslaught. Chains lashed out, attempting to counter Minato's every move, but the Hokage danced through them with unmatched finesse.

Amidst the chaos, Minato carved a path to freedom. With a final surge of chakra, he executed a teleportation, leaving behind a bewildered masked man surrounded by dissipating chains.

Reappearing at a distance, Minato locked eyes with his adversary. "Your chains can't bind what they can't touch. The battlefield may be yours, but victory will always belong to those who fight for the right cause."

The masked man, his true identity concealed, seethed with frustration. The enigma of their conflict persisted, and the desolate battlefield bore witness to a clash of wills that transcended the boundaries of time and space. As the confrontation unfolded, the village below remained oblivious to the perilous struggle taking place beyond their reality.

Frustration flickered in Minato's eyes, but he maintained his focus. Seizing an opportunity, he hurled a kunai directly at the masked man. To Minato's surprise, the kunai passed through the masked man's form, leaving behind only a lingering wisp of black smoke.

However, Minato, ever the strategic genius, had anticipated this. Instantaneously, he teleported to the kunai's location, reappearing directly behind the masked man. In a swift and seamless motion, he channeled his chakra, forming a Rasengan in his palm.

The masked man, caught off guard, turned to face Minato just as the Rasengan collided with his back.

The impact resonated through the battlefield, creating a shockwave that rippled through the air. The masked man was sent hurtling forward, his form dissipating into black smoke before reappearing a distance away.

Minato, his eyes unwavering, assessed the damage inflicted. "Your smoke won't protect you forever. I'll end this."

The masked man, nursing the blow dealt by the Rasengan, glared at Minato with a renewed intensity. "You may have landed a hit, but victory is still out of reach, Fourth Hokage."

As the battlefield crackled with tension, Minato readied himself for the next exchange. The clash between the Fourth Hokage and the masked man continued, the fate of the village hanging in the balance, as the desolate landscape bore witness to their fierce and relentless confrontation

As the masked man recovered, Minato saw an opening. With a swift movement, he slammed his hand onto the enemy's chest. A mysterious seal materialized, glowing with an ethereal light. The masked man recoiled, a mixture of shock and frustration evident in his obscured features.

"You won't control the Nine-Tails any longer," Minato declared, the determination in his eyes unwavering.

The masked man, taking a step back, realized the tides were turning against him. The once formidable control over the Kyubi slipped away as the seal disrupted his influence.

In a desperate move, the masked man started to dissipate into black smoke. His voice echoed through the battlefield, haunting and defiant. "It's not over, Namikaze. This is just the beginning."

As the smoke enveloped him, the masked man vanished, leaving Minato alone on the desolate battlefield. The echo of their clash lingered, a testament to the intense struggle that had unfolded.

Minato, though victorious in severing the masked man's control over the Kyubi, knew that the true battle had just begun. The ominous words of his enigmatic adversary hung in the air, a foreboding reminder that the masked man's malevolent intentions would persist

As the battlefield raged on, Sarutobi Hiruzen, the 3rd Hokage, sensed the urgency of the situation. With a determined expression, he performed the Summoning jutsu, calling forth his trusted companion, Enma, the monkey king.

Enma appeared in a burst of smoke, his imposing figure casting a shadow over the chaos below. His wise eyes surveyed the dire circumstances, and a solemnity settled over the battlefield as if nature itself had recognized the gravity of the moment.

The Nine-Tails, fueled by the Rage for being sealed in for Years, unleashed a devastating attack, threatening to engulf the village in its destructive force. Enma, with a stern countenance, addressed the colossal beast.

"Such wanton destruction is unforgivable. This village will not crumble under your malice," Enma declared, his voice resonating with authority.

The Nine-Tails, momentarily diverted from its rampage, glared at the monkey king. The masked man's influence waned in the face of Enma's formidable presence.

Enma, ever the wise and powerful summon, underwent a transformation. His body shifted and morphed, gradually taking on the form of an intricately carved staff. The air crackled with energy as the staff elongated, growing to match the scale of the impending clash.

Sarutobi, standing tall amidst the chaos, gripped the staff with determination. "Enma, old friend, lend me your strength. We must protect the village from this monstrous threat."

With a nod of acknowledgment, Enma infused the staff with his formidable chakra. The staff, now an extension of the monkey king's power, emanated an aura of ancient wisdom and raw strength.

As the Nine-Tails prepared for another devastating attack, Sarutobi, wielding the transformed Enma, leaped into action. With a mighty swing, the staff collided with the Nine-Tails' chest, a collision of forces that sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

The impact resonated with a resounding boom, a testament to the strength of Enma and the Hokage. The Nine-Tails, pushed back by the sheer force of the strike, roared in frustration. Sarutobi, his eyes unwavering, stood firm, a bulwark against the impending destruction.

Enma, now a guardian in the form of an enchanted staff, radiated with a sense of duty. "The village shall endure, for we are its protectors."

With each clash, the staff and the Nine-Tails engaged in a primal dance, a battle that transcended the physical realm. Sarutobi, drawing upon the strength of his summon and the indomitable will of a Hokage, pressed forward.

The villagers, witnessing the confrontation, found a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos. The masked man's plan to bring the village to its knees was met with unwavering resolve.

As Sarutobi and Enma continued to push back the Nine-Tails, the tide of battle shifted. The masked man's influence over the beast waned further, and the village began to reclaim control over its fate.

In the midst of the clash, Sarutobi's voice rang out with a conviction that echoed through the battlefield. "The Hidden Leaf Village will stand strong. We will not yield to the shadows that seek to consume us."

With a final surge of strength, the staff delivered a decisive blow, propelling the Nine-Tails out of the village borders. The immediate threat subsided, and the air, once thick with tension, carried a renewed sense of hope.

Sarutobi, catching his breath, looked toward the horizon. "This is our home, and we will defend it with everything we have."

Enma, now returned to his monkey form, perched on Sarutobi's shoulder. The duo, a symbol of the village's resilience, stood amidst the aftermath of the clash, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. The Hidden Leaf Village, weathered but unbroken, stood firm against the darkness that had sought to envelop it.

However, the respite was short-lived. The Nine-Tails, now pushed to the outskirts, gathered an immense amount of chakra. The air crackled with energy as the beast prepared to unleash a powerful Biju Dama, a devastating ball of destructive force.

Sarutobi, sensing the impending danger, called out, "Enma, we can't let that attack hit the village. We need to act quickly."

With a resolute nod, Enma transformed back into his monkey form. "I'm with you, Hiruzen. Let's stop this catastrophe together."

Just as despair loomed, Minato Namikaze, the Fourth Hokage, emerged in a burst of speed. Suspended in the air, his cloak billowing, he surveyed the dire situation below. Without hesitation, he took action.

"Sarutobi-sama, I'm here to help," Minato declared, determination burning in his eyes.

Summoning his trusted ally, Gamabunta, the giant toad, Minato unleashed another formidable force onto the battlefield. Gamabunta materialized with a resounding croak, ready for the impending clash.

Gamabunta, towering over the village, slammed onto the Nine-Tails, attempting to restrain the beast's colossal form. The ground shook as the two titans grappled for dominance.

Minato, utilizing his Flying Thunder God Technique, appeared atop Gamabunta. "Sarutobi-sama, Enma, we need to get the Nine-Tails away from the village. It's too dangerous here."

Sarutobi nodded, recognizing the urgency of Minato's words. Enma, still in his staff form, awaited further instructions.

Minato, his hands a blur of seals, enacted his masterful technique. "Flying Thunder God Technique!"

In an instant, Minato reappeared in the midst of the chaos, a shimmering mark on the Nine-Tails indicating the success of his teleportation. Swiftly, he performed another series of seals, appearing beside Sarutobi.

"We have a small window. Enma, keep it distracted. Sarutobi-sensei, follow my lead," Minato instructed.

Enma, ever-loyal, leaped back into action, transforming into a staff once again. The staff clashed against the Nine-Tails, diverting its attention.

Seizing the opportunity, Minato executed another precise series of seals. "Flying Thunder God Technique: Marking."

A flash of light enveloped the battlefield as Minato marked strategic points around the Nine-Tails. With unmatched speed, he returned to Gamabunta's side.

Sarutobi, his eyes reflecting trust in his former student, nodded. "Do what you need to do, Minato."

Minato, a beacon of resolve, leaped onto Gamabunta's shoulder. "Gamabunta, get ready. We're taking the Nine-Tails away from the village."

As the Nine-Tails, still entangled with Gamabunta, prepared another Biju Dama, Minato acted with unparalleled speed. He teleported, using his marked points, to different locations, disrupting the creature's focus.

With a final seal, Minato returned to the battlefield, his hand on Gamabunta's side. "Now, Gamabunta!"

Gamabunta, understanding the plan, summoned his colossal strength and with a mighty leap, propelled the Nine-Tails away from the village. The beast roared in frustration, the Biju Dama dissipating harmlessly into the distance.

As the threat was pushed beyond the village borders, Minato, Gamabunta, and Sarutobi breathed a collective sigh of relief. The villagers, watching from the safety of distant shelters, witnessed the retreating menace.

Sarutobi, his expression a mix of exhaustion and gratitude, spoke to Minato, "Well done, Minato. Your quick thinking saved us."

Minato nodded, acknowledging the collective effort. "We can't let our guard down. There's more at play here. We need to find out who's behind this."

As the battle raged on, with the Nine-Tails pushed away from the village, an unexpected arrival shifted the dynamics of the conflict. Jiraiya and Orochimaru, seasoned warriors, emerged on the battlefield, their expressions a mix of concern and determination.

Jiraiya, with a furrowed brow, surveyed the scene. "What in the world is happening here? Why is the Nine-Tails attacking the village?"

Sarutobi, catching his breath, responded, "It's a long story, Jiraiya. We're dealing with a formidable enemy who's manipulating the Nine-Tails."

Orochimaru, ever the analytical mind, studied the situation. "The masked man, I presume? We sensed a disturbance and decided to investigate."

Minato, still on Gamabunta's shoulder, nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes, Orochimaru. He's the one behind this. We need to stop him."

Jiraiya, his eyes narrowing with determination, unsheathed his blade. "Then let's put an end to this. Where is he?"

Sarutobi, using his keen senses, pointed toward the outskirts of the village. "He's over there, near the edge of the forest. But be cautious - he's not to be underestimated."

Minato, ever the strategist, decided on the next course of action. "We need to confront him together. Jiraiya, Orochimaru, are you ready?"

Jiraiya grinned, "Always ready for a good fight, Minato."

Orochimaru, his eyes gleaming with intrigue, added, "Let's see what this masked man is truly capable of."

With a synchronized series of hand seals, Minato activated his Flying Thunder God Technique. The Hokages, along with Jiraiya and Orochimaru, disappeared in a burst of speed, reappearing near the masked man's location.

The masked man, perceptive to their arrival, turned to face the formidable assembly. "Ah, the esteemed leaders of the Leaf. What an unexpected reunion."

Sarutobi, his gaze piercing, retorted, "Your actions won't go unpunished. Explain yourself."

Jiraiya, with a stern expression, added, "And release your hold on the Nine-Tails. This madness ends now."

The masked man, hidden behind the ominous mask, chuckled. "You're too late to stop me. The plan is already in motion."

Orochimaru, his eyes narrowing in suspicion, questioned, "What plan are you talking about?"

The masked man, reveling in the chaos he had sown, explained, "A plan to reshape the world, to bring about true peace. The power of the Nine-Tails is just the beginning."

Minato, his resolve unwavering, declared, "Your version of peace involves destruction and chaos. We won't let that happen."

Where The masked man just gave a them a blank Look and disappeared

With a surge of determination, the gathered shinobi prepared for the impending confrontation. The masked man, sensing the tension, summoned the power of the Nine-Tails once more, its chakra swirling ominously.

As they observed the battlefield, it became evident that Gamabunta, despite his formidable strength, was struggling against the overwhelming might of the Nine-Tails. The beast, fueled by its rage, effortlessly pushed back the giant toad.

Minato, his gaze focused and determined, spoke to Jiraiya and Orochimaru, "We need to work together to contain the Nine-Tails. It's too powerful for Gamabunta alone."

Just as the urgency of the situation set in, a familiar trio joined the fray. Kakashi, Obito, and Rin, having witnessed the unfolding chaos, arrived on the battlefield.

Kakashi, surveying the scene with a sense of urgency, asked, "What's happening here? And where's Minato-sensei?"

Sarutobi, gesturing toward Minato, replied, "He's right here, Kakashi. The situation has escalated, and we need all the help we can get."

Obito, his eyes narrowing at the sight of the Nine-Tails, exclaimed, "That's the Nine-Tails? It's wreaking havoc."

Rin, concerned but ready for action, added, "We need a plan. How do we stop it?"

Minato, orchestrating the coordination, explained, "We'll need a combined effort. Jiraiya, Orochimaru, join us. Kakashi, Obito, Rin, be prepared for support."

With a synchronized nod, the group prepared for their next move. Minato, Sarutobi, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and the newly arrived trio activated Minato's Flying Thunder God Technique once more. In an instant, they reappeared on the battlefield, standing alongside Gamabunta, who was valiantly trying to hold his ground.

Jiraiya, assessing the situation, noted, "This is going to be tougher than I thought. That Nine-Tails is no ordinary opponent."

Orochimaru, eyes gleaming with analytical focus, added, "We'll need a coordinated strategy. Kakashi, Obito, Rin, be ready to support as needed."

Jiraiya, with a nod, summoned the toads to aid in the battle. Orochimaru, without hesitation, entered his formidable Hydra form, an eight-headed serpent ready to strike.

The battlefield erupted into a cacophony of jutsu and clashes as the shinobi unleashed their most potent techniques. The Nine-Tails, however, proved to be a relentless adversary, countering each attack with overwhelming force.

In the midst of the chaos, Orochimaru's Hydra form lunged at the Nine-Tails, clashing with its multiple heads.

A fierce struggle ensued, but the Nine-Tails, in a display of raw power, managed to rip six heads from Orochimaru's formidable form.

Jiraiya, witnessing the onslaught, grimaced. "We need a plan, and fast. We can't keep this up."

As the Nine-Tails turned its attention to the summoned toads, it unleashed a devastating attack. With a mighty slam, one of its heads sent a toad crashing to the ground, causing it to disappear in a burst of smoke.

Rin, utilizing the power of the Three-Tails, and Minato, with his unparalleled speed, worked in unison to deflect the Nine-Tails' Biju Dama attacks. Meanwhile, Kakashi and Obito utilized their unique Kamui abilities to manipulate space, making the deadly spheres disappear.

The strain on the defenders was evident. The Nine-Tails seemed impervious, and their efforts were taking a toll.

Amid the chaos, the air crackled with tension as Minato's hand moved towards his sealing kunai. Sarutobi, his eyes widening, warned, "Minato, be cautious. The Reaper Death Seal is an extreme measure."

Minato, his expression resolute, replied, "It's our last option. We can't let the village be destroyed."

The others, overhearing the conversation, voiced their concerns. "Minato-sensei, don't! There has to be another way!" Rin pleaded.

Kakashi, echoing the sentiment, added, "There must be another strategy. We can't lose you, Minato-sensei."

The air in the medical chamber was heavy with tension as Minato Namikaze, the Fourth Hokage, teleported into the room. Tsunade, the renowned medical ninja, was diligently tending to Kushina, who lay on the bed, weakened from the ordeal with the Nine-Tails.

Upon Minato's arrival, both Tsunade and Kushina turned their attention to him, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity. Tsunade, her gaze piercing, questioned, "What's going on, Minato? Why did you bring the kids here?"

Minato's eyes reflected a deep conflict as he faced the difficult task ahead. "I need to seal the Nine-Tails into our children. It's the only way to stop its rampage."

Both Tsunade and Kushina recoiled at the revelation. Tsunade's brows furrowed in disbelief. "Sealing it into your own kids? Are you out of your mind, Minato?"

Kushina, her voice weakened but resolute, added, "You can't do that. They're just babies. There has to be another way."

Minato's gaze shifted between his wife and the infants in Tsunade's care. The weight of his decision bore heavily on him, but he knew it was a sacrifice that had to be made for the greater good.

"I can't let the village be destroyed. This is the only option we have," Minato explained, his voice steady but filled with an underlying sadness.

Tsunade, her frustration evident, retorted, "There has to be another way, Minato. We can't sacrifice their lives like this."

Kushina, despite her weakened state, summoned her strength to protest. "I won't let you do this, Minato. There has to be another way to stop the Nine-Tails."

Minato sighed, grappling with the weight of his duty as a leader and a father. "I wish there were, but this is the only way to ensure the safety of the village and our children."

As Minato gently cradled the infants in his arms, Tsunade's eyes welled with anger and disbelief. "You're putting your own kids in harm's way. How can you live with that?"

Kushina, desperate to change the course of events, leaped from the bed and clung to Tsunade. "We can find another way. I can take the beast in me and die, but please don't sacrifice our children."

Minato, his resolve unyielding, gently pried Kushina away. "I can't let you do that, Kushina. It's too risky, and the outcome is uncertain. This way, our children will live on, protected by the sealing jutsu."

Despite Minato's explanations, Tsunade remained furious. "This is madness, Minato. You're condemning your own children to a life of hardship."

As Minato moved to a designated space in the chamber, Kushina, now restrained by her Uzumaki chains, glared at him with a mix of defiance and sorrow. "I won't let you do this. I can't lose them, Minato."

With a heavy heart, Minato began the ritual, inscribing complex seals in the air. The room filled with an eerie glow as the Nine-Tails, restrained by Kushina's chains, roared in defiance.

Tsunade, still angry and distressed, muttered under her breath, "This is a choice no parent should have to make."

As the ritual progressed, a somber silence enveloped the room. Minato, guided by duty and the desperate need to protect, sealed the Nine-Tails within his newborn children. The process was agonizing, each movement etched with the weight of sacrifice.

Kushina, despite her restraints, let out a heart-wrenching cry, a mother's plea echoing in the chamber. "Minato, please don't let them suffer."

Minato, finishing the ritual, looked at his newborns with a mix of sadness and determination. "Forgive me, my children. This is the price we pay for peace."

The room fell into a heavy silence as the reality of the sacrifice unfolded. The burden of leadership weighed heavily on Minato, who now faced the consequences of a choice that would shape the destiny of his family and the village.

The battlefield, once a cacophony of jutsu clashes and roars, fell into an eerie silence as the sealing ritual unfolded. Sarutobi, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Tsunade, Kakashi, Rin, Obito, and Kushina, stationed at various points, watched in stunned disbelief as Minato, their leader and comrade, performed the forbidden Reaper Death Seal.

Sarutobi, his gaze fixed on Minato, muttered under his breath, "He's really going through with it. The Reaper Death Seal."

Jiraiya, a seasoned warrior, clenched his fists, his expression pained. "Minato, you fool. There had to be another way."

Orochimaru, known for his calculated demeanor, observed silently, his eyes betraying a hint of solemnity.

Tsunade, who had witnessed the unfolding events in the medical chamber, couldn't conceal her anguish. "No... Minato, you can't."

Kushina, restrained by her Uzumaki chains, strained against the bindings, her eyes wide with desperation. "Minato, please stop! Don't sacrifice yourself!"

Kakashi, Obito, and Rin exchanged somber glances, their youthful faces contorted with a mixture of shock and sorrow.

As the ritual reached its climax, Minato's figure was surrounded by a haunting light. The Reaper Death Seal marked the end of a life but promised to thwart an imminent catastrophe. The villagers, hidden in shelters, sensed the abrupt shift in the atmosphere.

The air quivered with a profound stillness, broken only by the distant roar of the Nine-Tails, now sealed within the newborns. The sacrificial act unfolded before the eyes of those who could only watch, powerless to intervene.

Sarutobi, the elder statesman, closed his eyes briefly, a silent prayer for his fallen comrade. "Minato... you've done what needed to be done."

Jiraiya, his voice heavy with regret, muttered, "We lost a great leader today."

Orochimaru, normally composed, felt a rare pang of emotion. "This is the price of leadership."

Tsunade, tears glistening in her eyes, whispered, "Minato... you selfless fool."

Kushina, her voice choked with emotion, continued to struggle against her chains. "He didn't have to do this! There had to be another way!"

Kakashi, his Sharingan eyes reflecting the solemn moment, remarked, "He chose to bear the burden alone."

Rin, her gaze fixed on the distant light, added softly, "For the sake of the village and his family."

Obito, who had once admired Minato's leadership, clenched his fists in frustration. "He took it all upon himself."

As the ethereal realm of the Shinigami's presence surrounded Minato, the atmosphere became charged with the weight of a profound decision. With unwavering determination, Minato addressed the raspy figure before him.

"Shinigami, I ask you to seal the Nine-Tails within my children. Spare them from the same fate that has befallen countless others."

The Shinigami, its voice echoing in the unseen realm, responded with a cryptic tone, "You ask for a heavy sacrifice, Fourth Hokage. Very well, I shall grant your request."

As the Shinigami commenced the sealing ritual, a surreal energy enveloped the room. Mito, Suki, and Natsu, the newborn heirs to a destiny unknown, lay in the carefully prepared sealing array. The Shinigami, with calculated precision, extracted a portion of the Nine-Tails' chakra, weaving its essence into each child.

Mito, her vibrant red hair a reflection of her Uzumaki lineage, received a portion of the chakra. Suki, the second sibling, and Natsu, the lone boy, were likewise bound to the Nine-Tails' formidable power. Yet, the Shinigami, in a rare gesture of mercy, sealed only a minimal amount of the beast's chakra within Kushina.

The ritual unfolded, a dance between the living and the supernatural. The Shinigami, ancient and enigmatic, worked its otherworldly arts as the destinies of the newborns were etched in the fabric of time.

As the sealing reached its culmination, the Shinigami fixed its gaze on Minato. In its raspy voice, it delivered an enigmatic message, "Think yourself lucky, boy. You will live to witness the consequences of your choices."

Meanwhile, in the world of the living, Sarutobi, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Tsunade, Kakashi, Rin, Obito, Tsunade, and Kushina awaited the outcome. The room seemed to hold its breath as the echoes of the Shinigami's words resonated in the air.

Minato, though physically weakened, met their gazes with a steely determination. "Our children are safe. That's what matters."

Sarutobi, the lines of worry etched on his face, nodded in agreement. "We'll focus on their well-being now. The village owes you a debt, Minato."

Kushina, still recovering from the aftermath, managed a weak smile. "Our family survived. That's all I could ask for."

As The Shinigami Stared to dissappear, ever cryptic, continued, "A child has been born, destined to walk alone within the never-ending darkness. It will face trials that will strip away everything, and yet, it carries the hopes and wishes of those who came before."

The gathered shinobi, unaware of the prophecy unfolding, exchanged glances. The Shinigami, its form dissipating into the ephemeral, locked eyes with Naruto, the newborn who had unknowingly become the bearer of an unseen destiny.

"You may have my wishes Child," the Shinigami intoned, a cryptic blessing or perhaps a forewarning. With those enigmatic words, the Shinigami vanished from sight, leaving behind a lingering sense of significance.

In the midst of this, Obito, true to his usual nature, couldn't contain his exuberance. "It's over!" he declared, a triumphant shout piercing the air. However, his celebration was abruptly interrupted as Rin, in her own style, delivered a swift punch to his head.

Rin's expression, a mix of relief and frustration, spoke volumes. Obito, rubbing his head in mock pain, grinned. Amidst the chaos, a subtle humor unfolded, a testament to the resilience of camaraderie even in the face of seemingly insurmountable challenges.

Little did they know, as they exchanged glances and recovered from the tumultuous events, the prophecy whispered in the wind, signaling a journey into the unknown for Naruto, the child who carried the wishes of the enigmatic Shinigami.

But before the Nine-Tail's body was also sealed with his chakra within all the kids and Kushina the massive claw from the Nine-Tails descended with lethal force, targeting the defenseless infants.

Sarutobi, his eyes wide with horror, bellowed, "Protect the children!"

But before anyone could react, Kakashi, his Sharingan activated, saw the imminent danger. With unparalleled speed, he stepped forward, manifesting his Kamui. The ethereal power enveloped Minato, Kushina, and the infants, momentarily distorting reality

At the same time, Obito, standing nearby, witnessed the impending tragedy. A surge of determination flashed in his eyes as he activated his own Kamui. The dimension-warping abilities synchronized, creating a protective barrier that diverted the Nine-Tails' deadly strike away from the children.

The Nine-Tails roared in frustration as its attack was thwarted, the claws passing harmlessly through the distorted space created by Kakashi and Obito's combined Kamui.

Tsunade, her fists clenched, exclaimed, "What just happened?"

Jiraiya, realizing the timely intervention, nodded in acknowledgement. "Kakashi and Obito used Kamui to save the kids. Quick thinking."

As the dust settled, Kakashi and Obito stood, their Sharingan eyes focused on the protected infants. Minato and Kushina, their bodies battered but still standing and alive, exchanged a glance of gratitude and relief.

Sarutobi, recovering from the shock, approached the group. "You saved them. But at what cost?"

Kakashi, his gaze unwavering, replied, "We had to act fast. The kids are safe, but Minato and Kushina..."

Before Kakashi could finish, Tsunade, her medical instincts kicking in, rushed forward. "Let me check on them."

Tsunade examined Minato and Kushina, her expression growing increasingly somber. "They've sustained severe injuries. We need to get them to safety and tend to their wounds immediately."

As the gravity of the situation set in, the group gathered around Minato and Kushina, their faces etched with concern. The cost of protecting the village weighed heavily on the brave parents who had sacrificed so much.

Sarutobi, his voice heavy with regret, murmured, "We'll tend to their injuries first. Then, we'll address the aftermath of this battle."

The battlefield, once filled with the chaos of combat, now transformed into a scene of reflection and recovery. The children, miraculously spared from harm, lay cradled in the arms of their saviors, while Minato and Kushina, heroes in their own right, bore the scars of a sacrifice made for the sake of the village and their precious family.

End of Ch-1 (It has Began)

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