waking up in a shit situation.
An:doing a thing here. Gonna use a thing similar to mitsuki. Something many naruto ff have done. Sorry to any who get upset I started this fic without writing for the others, but I write when I get inspiration. Sorry 🙏
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MC POV
Something is wrong. Terribly wrong. I feel odd. More than odd. So odd in fact I don't even think it truly encompasses my confusion at the moment.
My last memories are of a rather bright set of light and the horn of a train. I suppose my vehicle had gotten stuck on the tracks and I met my end.
If that's so, then why do I currently feel I'm not dead?
Quite the opposite in fact. I feel amazing. Other than the tube in my throat and the weird jelly like substance I float in, everything is great.
While this shouldn't be considering I should surely be dead, I won't look a gift horse in the mouth. As I go to open my eyes my ears pick up two sets of footsteps and I immediately nix the idea, waiting to see what kind of situation I'm in first.
I hear the steps come closer and closer until the door to the room I assume myself to be in is opened with a creak, showing either it's age or underuse.
The words being spoken however are when I come up short, its japenesse of that I'm sure. I've watched naruto too many times to not know what Japanese sounds like, but being able to understand full sentences when what I assume to be native speakers of the language are in a conversation is beyond my capabilities.
The conversation slows down as the two people close in on my location, 10 steps or so from the door, my mind gives relevant information.
With the speech now more slow between the two I can pick out certain words. Not the entire meaning of sentences mind you, but words I could recognize.
The ones I could recognize sent shivers down my spine, "lord orochimaru" "kabuto".
That alone was reason enough for alarm bells to start blaring in my ears. I somehow kept my breathing and heart rate under control to not tip the two off that I was aware of them and their conversation.
What I assume to be kabuto said seemed to upset the man named lord orochimaru. During his outburst I heard him say things like 'byakugan' kaguya' but they were few and far between in terms of things I understood.
Soon, a loud boom was heard that shook the entire structure I was in. Orochimaru said another name I recognize after what I assume to be a series of curse words, "Jiraya"
My heart beat got even faster. The two people in the room with me swiftly left. Don't ask me how I know that. But I knew they were no longer near me.
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After a few minutes of near silence save for the occasional rubble falling down, I hear another set of fast moving footsteps.
Again, I feel another person in front of me. Unlike the two snake like voices I heard, this one seemed more easy going, though is tone suggested anything but that.
I understand him saying orochimarus name. But not much else. "Orochimaru, what have you done?"
After a few more minutes of who I assume to be the man named jirayas feet moving about the room, seeming to search it, I hear typing on a keyboard.
Soon after, the jelly like substance keeping me afloat is gradually sucked out towards the bottom of whatever I'm in.
When the liquid runs out I instinctively reach out and open what I feel is glass and land on my hands and knees, quickly pulling the damned tube in my throat out and coughing up a storm as a result.
My eyes are still closed but I notice the coldness of the room, that means I'm naked. Great.
I can also hear the man who let me out of here slowly and cautiously make his way towards me. My coughing died down completely by the time he got to me and I decide to be ambitious and open my eyes for the first time.
What greets me shocks me to the core.
My eyes as far as I can remember have always been fairly good. I didn't need glasses if I can recall correctly.
But the world I was seeing now? That was different. It was like my eyes had been supercharged and then given steroids.
And this is how it was still looking at the ground. I feel a hand on my shoulder and slowly bring my new eyes up to meet the man who helped me.
In front of me is someone I know well from my memory, someone who taught the best protagonist in anime in my humble opinion.
Two horns atop a cloth tied around his head with a weird Japanese symbol on it. Wild looking white hair. Red over shirt and two red marks on his face.
Then everything hit me for real. Who I was looking at. Who was just standing in front of me. Who or rather what I am.
'Orochimaru, kabuto, Kaguya, byakugan'
I almost vomit from the implications of what's happening in front of me.
The man, the toad Sage himself, recoiled at my eyes. However, seeing a young boy look so distraught seemed to have kicked his natural teacher instincts in.
In a moment he had scooped me up and put his red over shirt onto me. As he began to carry me though, everything that could happen to me if I were to go with him hit me like a ton of bricks.
If he were alive, it meant Danzo was still alive. Not someone I wanted to meet. The very idea of being in front of someone like that set my teeth on edge.
I knew I couldn't understand the language, but human beings have a few words that are universal. I knew enough to get my message across to him hopefully.
"Please no Konoha. Please no Konoha. Please. No." I said shaking my head while real tears of fear started coming from my eyes remembering all of what this world brought.
Death, war, alien beings trying to destroy this little place called the elemental nations.
Suddenly, my fear and anxiety of death made something change. My eyes became even sharper, and then I passed out.
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JIRAYA
Hearing the kid beg me not to go to Konoha I didn't know what to do. I needed to leave with naruto soon, but I got a message from my spy network about orochimaru and his current whearabouts not far outside of fire country.
Hearing that I made my way with gamabunta here before taking naruto away on his training trip.
There I found a little boy, not any older than naruto is now. Though he looked odd. Pale white. And I mean so pale it makes orochimaru look like he's been sunburnt. His hair was also bone white.
When I had seen the eyes of the hyuga on him I knew exactly what he was. A supposed failed vessel of my old friend. Though he didn't have a curse seal on him.
But seeing his fear Rachet up when begging not to go to Konoha, something happened that almost made me drop him.
His eyes began to change. They began to glow, something I'd never seen from a byakugan, then it changed. A blue glow started emenating from the eye making it look like a white flower in the middle.
I speed off to bunta with a shunshin and yell, "reverse summon us to mt. myoboku," butna looks like to argue but I scream in a tone that leaves no room for argument, "NOW!"
As he goes through the hand signs I sit atop the kid in my lap and say to myself, "what the fuck?"
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Quick little chapter to gauge the interest level. Don't expect an update schedule. I write when I feel like it and had this idea tonight so I decided to put it out there. Let me know if you enjoy it