Prolouge Part 1: The Beginning


“Are we almost there yet?” asked a man clothed in a black as he hopped through the treetops.

“I hope so,” said one of his comrades who ran along beside him.” We have been traveling for hours and I’m almost out of chakra.”

“Quit you complaining, we are all tired,” said a man toward the back of the group.

There were about ten men in all who ran through the treetops. There were barely noticeable by the light of the full moon that shone through the trees. Nine out of the ten all wore the same outfits. Their features were completely concealed by black robes and black hoods covered their heads. The man in the front of the group was the only one who looked different. He wore the same robes and hood except on his right hand he wore a black glove that covered his hand while still allowing his fingers to stick through. In the center of the glove was a single black gem.

“Keep it down men,” said one of the shrouded figures, “Do you want us to get caught?”

“We have never been caught before, what makes you think we will be caught this time?”

“We are in the territory of one of the Five Great Nations! If they catch us we’re dead!”

For the first time that night the man in the lead spoke. “Ha you actually think one little scouting party will be enough to defeat us?” he said in a mocking tine.

“No but they could signal for more troops and then we would be utterly destro-”

“And do you honestly think our master would trust the success of this mission in the hands of someone who could be defeated by a few squads of second-rate ninja!” cried their leader in an angry tone. He continued his rant his voice continuing to rise. “No matter how many ninjas they send it won’t make a difference. I am one of our master’s strongest followers. We have done this same operation eight times and it has been a success eight times and it will have the same outcome this time!”

The men continued on in a fearful silence for the rest of their trip. After another thirty minutes they jumped down into a circular clearing.

“We’ve arrived. The Leaf Village is only a few miles away. Begin preparations,” said the leader as he took up position in the center of the clearing as the other nine took up position around the edge of the clearing forming the nine points of a circle. They each began to draw inscriptions on the ground in their own blood starting from the edge and working their way toward the center. When they had finished the returned to the edge and waited. They stood there waiting for several hours until suddenly a man wearing a full black stealth suit appeared in front of their leader.

“Status Report,” he asked in a calm, serious voice.

“Minato’s son has just been born sir,” said the scout quickly.

“Good” he replied. “You are dismissed.” The scout quickly faded away as silently as he came.

“Begin the jutsu!” their leader yelled as he began to build up his chakra, but none of the others follows him.”

“What are you doing?” He screamed. “Time is of the essence!“

One of the men stepped forward.
“Sir, its just that w…we are a little nervous.”

“How can you be nervous?” he yelled at the mockingly. “You have seen this ritual eight other times. You know what it produces.”

“Yes sir we know the results and that is why we are afraid.” Said another man stepping forward. “The first time we lost one man, the second time we lost two, and the most recently we lost eight.”

An evil smile spread across their leaders face.
“Why do you think there are nine of you hear?” he replied calmly.

“Wa…wait then that means….” Horror spread across the faces of the men as they realized what was happening. They turned to run it was already to late, the leader had begun signing and finished an instant later, faster than almost any eye could trace.

“Ninja Art: Mind Manipulation Jutsu” the leader cried with a loud voice. All nine of the men instantly froze.

“Wh…what’s going one? I can move!” said one of the men in a panicked voice.

“Hehe” chuckled their leader. “Now all of you get back into position,” he ordered. The men walked back into their position against their will. “Good, now if you’re all ready to begin….” he said with an evil smirk on his face. In unison all ten began signing, many of the seals they use are either lost to us today or are now known as “forbidden”. After thirty minutes of non-stop signing all ten stopped immediately as they began to build up their chakra. The men could feel their chakra being forced out of their bodies as it began to manifest around them. The black gem on their leaders glove began to glow a deep blue color as he raised his open hand above his head.

“Forbidden Ninja Art: Demonic Summoning Jutsu.” screamed the leader. The chakra around the nine bodies flared up so intensely the entire clearing appeared to shine with a blue light.

“KYUUBI I SUMMON YOU!” he yelled. The men cried out in pain as their own chakra began to burn away their bodies until all that remained were nine pillars of chakra.

“COME FORTH!” he yelled on a loud voice as he slammed his palm on the ground. All nine pillars quickly flowed to the placed of impact as they began to meld together into a crimson red as a creature began to rise out of the portal that had open where his hand was placed until he stood atop the head of a fox with no tails over 100 feet in the air. The pillars of chakra wrapped around the back of the fox until they materialized as nine tails.
He jumped down to the forest behind the fox. Turning his head he looked back over his shoulder to examine the beast one last time.

“Man I wish I could stay to watch this,” he said in an almost sad tone as he quickly signed. He disappeared only to reappear several miles away. He could still feel the fox’s chakra even though he could no longer see it. He used a jutsu to increase his hearing. Far off in the distance he could hear explosions and screams, shouts of fear and terror, and even [COLOR="Black"]far[/COLOR]ther away he could he the sound of a newborn baby crying. He quickly signed again as he faded away into the night.

Prologue Part 2: The Conspiracy Revealed


Several seconds later he reappraised in a dark, circular cavern. There wasn’t anything to out of the ordinary about the cavern. There were no apparent entrances and yet it glowed with a faint light. In the center of the cavern there was a circular stone table with a somewhat large scroll laid across it. Around the table there stood three men with their heads bowed that appeared to be deep in concentration. All three wore the same black robes and hood with a black glove over their right hand. Like the man from the forest each one had a black gem infused to the glove. The man standing across from the “leader” finally looked up at the new comer.

“Ah it’s about time you got here Shi,” he said with a yawn.

“Shut up Itami,” Shi snapped, “not all of us were given easy jobs like you!”

“Ah yes because circumventing the security of an entire clan for month at a time is easy,” he replied mockingly.

“Compared to circumventing the security of nine countries and summoning nine demons it is,” Shi replied harshly. One of the other men lifted his head to speak.

“Brothers must you engage in such petty arguments every time we meet? Besides our master is waiting,” the man said calmly.

“Whatever Hi”, Itami replied somewhat annoyed. At this point the fourth man stepped forward and unrolled the scroll that sat on the table. The scroll seemed like any other. In the center was a large circle with various inscriptions around written around it. Placed at various points around the circle were four smaller circles.

In unison all four men began signing a complex set of seal, each slightly different than the others. After several minutes all four stopped.

“Forbidden Ninja Art: Soul Communication Jutsu”, all four said together. Like before the gem on Shi’s glove began to glow a deep blue. The other men’s gems also began to glow. Itami’s began to shine a bright green, Hi’s gave off a dark purple light, and the fourth man’s gem turned from the darkest of black to the purest of white. The scroll also began to change. Each of the smaller circles began to glow with a color corresponding to the color of one of the four gems. Finally the large circle began to glow a dark crimson red as a thin plum of black smoke began to rise out of the center of the circle and floated to the top of the cavern. After several minutes a large cloud of smoke had formed. Two small red dots appeared in the center of the cloud. All four men kneeled and bowed their heads as the dots began to grow in size until they formed two large red eyes. A lour, deep voice appeared out of the cloud.

“Ah you finally return my faithful disciples, I trust you bring me good news,” the voice said. When none of the men answered the eyes turned toward the leader from the forest. “Shi, status report,” the voice bellowed.

Shi lifted his head and looked straight into the piercing red eyes and replied calmly.

“All nine Bijuu have been successfully summoned at the locations that you indicated and several have already been sealed away into various vessels just as you said they would be.”

“Excellent”, the voice replied as it’s gaze sifted toward the source of the green light. “Itami, how goes your quest?”

“My agents have already infiltrated Uchiha and are ready to begin the uprising whenever needed. Also the newly born Uchiha seems most likely to inherit the strongest of the Sharingan to date,“ he said without even lifting his head.

“I’ve heard that from you before”, the voice said with a slight chuckle, “Anyway keep an eye on the child and see what he does, we may be able to use him,” the voice replied as it turned it’s attention toward the bearer of the purple gem. “Hisansa”, the voice shouted as it echoed thought the cavern.

“Aww come on master can’t you just call me Hi like everyone else does?” he said in a whiny tone.

The red eyes seemed to narrow in annoyance at this question. “I will call you by the name I gave you, besides it seems to fit your ‘personality’ ”, the voice said without a hint of anger.

“Whatever,” Hisansa said, “anyway my search for the second bearer of those eyes has been a success. My search led me to a young boy in the Rain Village and I have taken certain steps to ‘speed-up’ his awakening.”

The voice sighed. “I hope you didn’t damage him to badly with your ‘unique’ methods. He is to valuable to lose because of your twisted sense of fun.”

An evil grin spread across Hisansa’s face. “Don’t worry master I just made him more ‘open’ to certain ideas.”

The eyes seemed to ignore this comment as they turned toward the fourth man who had hardly spoken. “Kanashimi, how goes the search for my ten scrolls of sealing?”

"The scrolls have been located my master. Your awakening can now begin."