100 Years

Cold, an endless cold.

For a long time I couldn't even think. I'm not sure when but eventually my senses returned to me and all I could feel was cold. I couldn't tell time. I couldn't see a single thing. I tried to mobilize my chakra, I tried to contact Isobu, I tried to wake Tsunade. Nothing worked.

I was just...

Frozen.

One thing still worked. The Save and Load System.

Save and load is the only reason I knew time was passing in anyway shape or form. I figured by keeping ourselves at our peak we could be rescued from this madness. So whenever my consciousness would come in I would load Tsunade's younger self every chance I got. I didn't know how much time was passing but a young body would mitigate any lapse in time in my mind. The hope we would get rescued withered the more times my consciousness returned.

Eventually I began to give up I would ever get out of this hell hole. I would load Tsunade's body simply to prove we were still alive at one point. At some point I began to use save and load on my own body just to make sure I too hadn't left my physical prime. First I made a save of my current body just to find out later what happened then I loaded my body on the day I fought Hanzo . Which is when I noticed it wasn't purely my physical self that was frozen but every fiber of my being that was frozen. Every time I used load it seems I would be briefly unfrozen and then immediately frozen again. The thought Tsunade was going through a similar experience every time I would use load was horrifying.

Eventually I stopped using load every chance I got but took a more moderate approach and used it every five times I gained consciousness. On what should have been the ninety fifth time I would load our bodies I had just finished loading Tsunade's body when something changed. I felt a release. The cold was weakening. I thought we were finally saved.

On a winter ocean plane traveled a canoe. Walls of Ice towered on both sides of the canoe. The canoe left a watery trail as the icy ocean water parted. On the canoe travelled two youths.

A brunette young lady with tan skin and blue eyes was sitting on the canoe. She listlessly stared into the clear blue ocean water in front of her. Opposite her was a young man with a similar appearance. In contrast to the young lady the man wielded a spear at the ready and instead of listless eyes he had a determined focus while staring at the sea in front of him. In the sea a fish could be seen, every single motion of the fish swimming in front of the young man was tracked.

" It's not getting away from me this time. Watch and learn, Katara. This is how you catch a fish."

Katara in response to her brothers claims simply looked away in derision. Soon her apathetic looks changes as she spotted a fish swimming in the water along her side of the canoe. She shot a quick glance toward her brother, and removed the glove from her left hand. Noticing his lack of attention she then stretched her hand out in the direction of the fish. The casual face she sported earlier was nowhere to be found as her face took on a look of focus and struggle. Making a wavy motion with her wrist, moving her hand up and down the water in front of Katara began to ripple. Suddenly, a bubble of water rose up from the ocean containing the newly trapped fish.

" Sokka, look!"

In response she gets a whisper.

" Sshh! Katara, you're going to scare it away. "

The young man known as Sokka licks his lips and says:

" Mmmm... I can already smell it cookin. "

Behind Sokka who is daydreaming about the cook fished is a Katara who is struggling to maintain the bubble containing the fish. She desperately says:

" But, Sokka! I caught one!"

The bubble containing her fish slowly drifts around her to hang over Sokka, who completely ignores her words and remains focused on his fish. As the bubble hovers over his head, Sokka raises his spear to strike his prey. Unfortunately he bursts the bubble of water with the blunt end of his spear, causing Katara to lose control of the water.

"Hey!"

A water soaked Sokka yells aloud. Soon an argument between the two siblings begins where they hurl insults at one another. One picking on the others vanity and the other picking at the other for being a magic based freak. As the verbal exchange intensifies Katara notices a problem.

"Watch out! Go left! Go left!"

Sokka clamors to correct the canoes course and manages to stay clear of some of the oncoming icebergs. Unfortunately under the combination of poor boatmanship and a powerful current the canoe ends up veering to the right. The canoe then becomes pinned by three large chunks of ice resulting in it being completely crushed by the large bodies of ice. Before impact Katara and Sokka throw themselves from the canoe and onto a nearby floe. Katara nearly slides off the other side into the water, but comes to a halt at the floe's very edge. Katara looks at her brother and begins to yell.

" You call that left!?"

" You don't like my steering? Well, maybe you should've just waterbended us away from the ice."

Seeing her brothers complete disregard for their situation and his clear mockery drove Katara into an unbridled rage. The two once more begin to argue with renewed vigor and Katara's anger drives her to perform a series of hand gestures. As Katara swings both her hands back forcefully over and over again she is unaware of her unconscious waterbending. Sokka, who up to this point was letting the words come in from one ear and go out the other, eventually notices a major issue when seeing the destruction caused by his sisters hand gestures behind her. Noticing the ever increasing destruction Sokka begins to get scared at the implications.

" Uh... Katara..."

" I even wash all the clothes! Have you ever smelled your dirty socks? Let me tell you, not pleasant!"

" Katara, settle down!"

" No that's it! I'm done helping you! From now on, you're on your own!"

Sokka sees that her last movement finally created the nightmare scenario he thought of when witnessing her destruction. Fearing for his sisters wellbeing Sokka rushes to protect her and takes her into a protective embrace. Behind the two a massive wave takes form from Katara unknowingly splitting a massive iceberg in two. As the wave subsides the two siblings can be seen struggling to remain on their now cracked floe. The two are a bit wet from the aftermath of the wave but Sokka continues to protect his sister.

Eventually the two gather their bearings and look up from their defensive position. As they stare at the open ocean devoid of the cluster of floes and icebergs that once laid in its place the two notice a strange glow in the water. Soon from that strange glow appears a massive circular iceberg which continues to glow with a bright light.

Katara's stares at the iceberg where three human shapers can be seen. At its center lies a human shape in a lotus position with glowing arrows on its head and hands. Above the figure in the lotus position a massive shadow can be seen. Katara couldn't identify what that shadow might be but it was quite imposing. Towards the right of this iceberg lied a pair of figures that seemed to be in each others embrace. As a young lady Katara blushed at the sight of what was likely two lovers. Looking away from the scandalous couple she noticed that the human figure at the center is a young boy. Shockingly the young boy opened his eyes giving Katara, and Sokka behind her, a fright.

"He's alive! We have to help!"

Before Sokka can say anything Katara had already taken his club and began bashing on the ice attempting to free the strange boy. To be quite frank Sokka had no intention of helping the strange kid and wanted to avoid being involved in the situation. He found his sisters actions reckless as the boy was an outsider who could be dangerous. These days fire nation soldiers where bred early and for all they know this little freak was sent to destroy what remained of the southern water tribe.

" Katara, get back here! We don't know what that thing is!"

Despite her brothers best attempt to pull her back Katara managed to get five solid strikes onto the massive iceberg. The fifth strike in particular managed to crash through the iceberg causing a burst of light to rush into the sky. The light is accompanied by a shockwave that throws the two siblings back. As the two siblings regain their footing they stare directly into the glowing eyes of the young boy in front of them. As the boy stares back the glowing arrows on his body stop shining and the boy releases an exhausted sigh as he faints face first. Katara gasps and runs forward to catch the boy before he hits the ground. Sokka follows behind and begins to poke at the boy's head with the blunt end of his spear.

As these two siblings are entertained with the fainted boy a powerful roar bursts out by their right side.

" WE'RE FINALLY FUCKING FREE!"

The sibling can only stare as the small giant in front of them roared into the sky while carrying a golden haired beauty in his arms. Katara noted the man was young but towered at least six feet tall he wore a dark blue coat that slightly surpassed his knees and his pants seemed a little small, length wise, on his body. On his feet he seemed to be wearing some form of clogs and some form of armor could be seen on his torso, on his head laid a band with an engraved metal plate bearing four squiggly lines. The young woman in his arms had pale olive skin and wore an outfit similar to the man but her armor was a distinct green. On her arm laid a band similar to the young man but it had a different symbol that had a spiral at its center.

As Katara was busy analyzing the strange couple Sokka took the lead and stepped in front of her standing in a stance ready to strike with the sharp end of his spear.

" Hey you dumb giant stop screaming like an idiot and tell us how did you get in the ice!? And why aren't you frozen!?"

" Hey you little brat did you just call me a dumb giant? Also why are you so short? Do you want some milk?"

A red faced Sokka could only scream:

"I'M PERFECTLY NORMAL FOR MY AGE YOU FREAK!"

"Considering how little you look I doubt that... Anyways we're in the land of snow aren't we? Any chance you know how to reach Yukigakure brat?"

" Yuki what now?"

" Ah so you're not the smart one I'm guessing the young lady behind you is the brains. Before proceeding though I should ask what enemy ninja caused the destruction in this area?"

" I am the smart one and there's no such thing as ninja you dumb giant."

" *Sigh* Civilians... Let me change the question what news of the war?"

" You really are dumb. The war is still going. Same way it has been for the last hundred years."

" Ren what the hell is that brat on about? The wars barely about to reach its fifth year."

" Hey wife your awake! That's great. As for the brat I'm not sure maybe he was dropped on his head as a baby?"

" Maybe. Also... Ren when did you get so tall?"

"Not you too Tsunade."

As Ren finished saying that he caught the reflection of the man standing next to Tsunade in the water. Something was off here as Ren noticed the chakra used for any form of transformation jutsu was currently not circulating. This was his authentic visual appearance... and he didn't recognize it at all.

"Hey brat about that hundred years crap you were saying. Tell us exactly what happened after the fifth year of the war."

As Ren and Tsunade were learning about their situation several nautical miles away a pair of other siblings stood atop a ship. A battle scarred young man sporting a high top ponytail stood next to a long haired brunette. As his arms rested upon her waist he could only yell " We finally found that little rat Azula. I told you he was in the south pole!" As he was yelling the young man could only think fina- fucking- lly.

Then a blue screen appeared in front of the young man.

[A challenger has appeared.]