The Silent Shinobi

The room shook violently as explosions shook the surrounding areas. Waking in a panic, a young boy no older than 5 years old with black hair and black eyes woke with a start. The room he was in was made of wood with a bed, wooden chair and a desk, different than what it was when he had gone to sleep. Confused, the boy started to panic when he felt another explosion nearby followed by a mighty roar. Going to the window, he looked outside. What he saw he almost couldn't comprehend. Outside the village was the mighty Kyuubi no Yoko, the Nine Tailed Fox, wreaking havoc on the village.

'This isn't my college dorm room, much less the campus I was attending. How and why did I end up in the Naruto world' Thought Yoru. Hearing the patter of feet quickly approaching from outside the door, Yoru turned around to face the door, noticing a red and white fan on the wall before the door opened. "Yoru, we must evacuate to the shelters now, we will be safe there, but not here sweety. There is no time to waste, let's get going, now" the woman said in a rushed voice scooping me up in her arms.

Rushing out of the house into the streets of Konoha, Yoru and his presumed mother made their way through the debris filled streets towards a nearby shelter. Looking around and seeing such a loss of life, Yoru felt a stinging in his eyes and felt a warm liquid dripping from each eye. Rubbing his small hands under his eyes, he pulled them away and looked at them. Noticing with an increased clarity and slower movement that his hands had blood on them. 'Sharingan, I've awakened my Sharingan" he thought. 

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice 3 shinobi with blank face masks approach the duo until the woman spoke up. "Please shinobi-San help others get to the shelter, we will be fi' was all she was able to get out before a kunai erupted from her throat. Not catching on immediately, Yoru looked at his mother, Maki if his new memories served him correctly, with worry in his single Tomoe eyes. Seeing the kunai and the blood, his emotions began to take over and tears welled up in his eyes.

Starting to cry, he felt someone scoop him up and take him away, so Yoru done what any 5 year old would do. Punching, kicking and screaming, he tried his best to escape all the while keeping his eyes locked on his mother as he watched another of the masked men, ROOT if his memories served him well, removed her eyes and stored them in a liquid filled vial, while the last person poured a liquid on her and her body dissolved into nothing.

Getting louder and rougher, Yoru kept at it, hoping someone would come to his rescue, yet no one did. Another explosion rocked the village, another dozen lives lost. The last thing he saw before darkness was a sharp piece of wood flying towards him at incredibly fast speeds, tearing out a part of his throat as a neck chop sent him to darkness.

In the darkness was 2 people. One was a young 5-year-old boy, the other a young man no older than 20. Looking around, the older man was confused, as was the young boy. Gaining a look of recognition on his face. Seeing the grievances on the young boys' face and after assimilating the rest of his memories, he nodded. "Yoru Uchiha, I make a vow to you here and now. I, with all my power will make us as strong as possible and protect what is close to us, what is left that is. It seems that in the chaos of the nine tails attacking, we have been kidnapped by a certain faction of this group where we will be forced to work for them until we die. I will, to the best of my ability, fight this man's control and get revenge for the loss of your mother and clan. It will be a long road, and I will gain strength under this group, but I will get free of them and set things right. For this, you have my word."

Looking up at the older man, the young boy simply nodded and smiled before approaching the older one and grabbing his hand, dispersing into a smoke and disappearing. What felt like hours later but could have been minutes, a voice was heard, a aged voice at that.

"Young man from my world, sent to another for an untimely death, I give you a small token for this mishappening. You were to meet me first, but for some reason you were sent directly here. For this mix up I grant you a few boons. One, you will never get sick and have a healthy body, even if malnourished. Two, unless you approve, seals and genjutsu will never work on you. Three, when you unlock your mangekyo, you will not have to follow the traditional way to unlock the eternal mangekyo, it will naturally unlock when the normal unlocks. Now for the normal boons. Your future was to be a bright one. In your future you were to save the life of millions. You found a cure for cancer and gave it away freely, ended world hunger, and founded a lasting peace. For that, I have decided on a few boons to give you in this life. One, a storage space like a inventory or a storage ring in those novels you liked to read in your down time with unlimited space. Two, a snippet from a power where to learn the contents of a book or scroll, simply touch it and say 'yes' in your mind. Three, a duplicating ability with a maximum of 10,000 copies at once with no cool down time where the copies are stored directly in your inventory. Four, telepathy, as you are now mute, you need a way to communicate with others. Five I've personally tweaked your sharingan to allow you to copy all abilities, even blood line abilities. When you copy said bloodline ability or elemental ability, you unlock that element as well. Go fourth child and be strong in this world. I wish you well and will be popping in to watch you from time to time, Kami willing. 

And with that the voice was gone and I faded into a dream fearing what I would wake to.