"Something's coming!"
The sentry atop the tree said, his voice was low but not soft. Heavy trace of fear threatening to burst from his throat were evident.
"What?". The captain asked. Something doesn't feel right.
"Second Yellow Flash of Konoha!"
The first one was scary enough, the second one is absolutely terrifying.
Every heartbeat of those who heard that stopped. They all forgot how to think and even breath for a moment. It could be wrong. It could not be that demon, what is he doing here, at this time? No, it can't be.
"Who?"
They needed a confirmation. They can escape to live. Others have no choice but to fight until their last breath for a chance to live longer. Then there are just gods and mortals.
They know they're mortal.
"Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze!"
Then there's a god. One that slaughter everything that stands on his way. Many have tried to escape from him. Countless tried fighting back. They are all dead.
But that demon fox. He is still alive. Growing stronger everyday. They have not seen him before, but they had heard countless horrifying tales about what this man have done, he is still a very young man. Vengeful soul who is still in his early twenties but have waged a reign of terror for almost a decade.
Today, if it is true, then the fateful unlucky day that they finally see him. They'll only see him once, after encounter like the ones before, death follows.
If they are lucky, it would be swift and painless.
If not, they will suffer an unimaginable pain of being slowly burned alive.
"Shit! We're doomed!"
The sound of birds singing in the background and clear blue sky above contrast with the tingling chill of death. They can breathe the smell of death. Their hands are shaking, unwilling to clutch their incoming demise.
"Yes, you all are doomed". A warm and friendly voice broke their trance. Sudden jolt of something cold felt frozen on their feet.
Chill of spasming bone and muscles passed from their nape down to their spine as they realize the voice is coming from behind them.
His smile is radiant, but instead of welcoming, it feels threatening. A predator playing with the preys.
The young man in front them is incredibly handsome, smooth-skinned and well-shaped face. Those large blue eyes are uncaring, as if the frightened glare of hundred elite ninjas ready to fight to death, seemed nothing to the top predator.
And his trademark flowing golden hair, dazzling yellow. The yellow is aggressive to the eyes, a warning to the prey. It felt electric to look at.
"Do anybody of you know where Shadow is?"
The question silenced everyone and make them suck the cold, fear-filled air.
As if some fire were lit deep inside them, their death is no longer a question. It is a certainty now. They clinched their fist tight and activated their chakra all at once. The air was filled of roaring madness and all together, they charged at the yellow-haired demon. Kill or get killed trying to kill that damn demon. The sky darkened as thousand colored attacks aimed at the young man, who seemed to be unbothered at the jaws of death coming at him. Those large blue eyes are cold glass that reflected the scenery around.
Hint of fury but the glow of sadness come from it. He fully understands why the change of this people around him happened.
It wasn't from the desire to survive, at least for themselves and he knew the reason why and who.
Because of that despicable evil scum, that weak yet ruthless devil. That devil named shadow.
The memories and feelings he buried into the deepest part of his broken soul and shattered resurfaced again, this time a flood and storm without warning.
"My love….. Hinata... "
"Father.. . . . Hima…"
"Sweet son.. ....Boruto "
They were all taken from him, all that remains is a monster shell of him. Lost and raging. Powerful and isolated.
The glaze of shuriken in his neck brought back the reality, a kunai with a bomb is an inch away from his right eye. The explosion shook the whole forest with an expanding shockwave. Then another explosion on the same spot again and thousand other attacks incinerated the dirt and the air into vacuum of fiery ball-like explosion. A column of light and shockwave rosed into the sky for an instant, shining for at least 5 breaths. When it finally died down, it revealed a open sky, cleared of any gloomy clouds above the whole forest and surrounding mountain range.
Where the attack were all aimed at, a deep, ball-like pit of glowing stones and scorched earth remains. Even the demon can burn in the hell like this.
Now there is nothing but silence, ashes of earlier' aftermath were stirred by the cold, gentle blowing wind. There is no aura of demon at all, as if the earth has completely been cleaned of the damned yellow-haired demon Naruto's presence. Yet they still did not dare to relax their breath, much even let their guard down.
They did not believe such a terrifying man can be extinguished by one instant. By mere mortals even. He had fought powerful entities before and came out unscathed, some tales told he defeated them like flies, taking no effort to crash them in his hands. Such a powerful man, he could have changed this damn world for the better if he had not turned into the dark side.
A sad tale of Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze, a boy turned into a villain by the tragedies of life.
The cold wind is blowing like a gentle relief in the hot day, the sky is clear in deep blue. The sun is shining the golden ray of hope, it all felt like a new beginning.
Now they all fall to the ground, suddenly they are all weak. All their chakra and fury were all spent in such short moment, which they have never done before. Their knees gave out under them, falling to the ground with tears in their eyes and smile of happy disbelief.
A young, dark haired man rushed from the forest into the center of smoking pit, he raised his hands as if in worship and turned his face to the sky with still his eyes deeply shut, trying to clinched the tears from flowing.
Cry of crows and flapping of their wings sharply filled the air. Rising from the forest, like a dark cloud. Their shrieks sounded like a calling and singing. Sinister and drilling deep into the ears.
Everyone on the ground have their hands into their ears, trying to shut off the pain of the crows cries. Some eyes were deeply shut, others wide open. Their teeth grinding in intense agony. Others have their mouth in deep growl, trying to exhaust their body of the pain. They are all in deep weakness right now, strength bare enough to stand, much less even fight. The older man, the leader of this party, struggled and turned his eyes to the man in the middle of the pit. Dark haired. Who is this man? Is this with the demon? Who are you? His head felt like about to explode in the thought as blood rush into his brain.
The dark haired man, suddenly opened his eyes, facing the sky. As if the sun burned his eyes, blood flowed from it. Streaks of blood stained his face, making him even more terrifying to look than the yellow-haired demon earlier.
Now the old man recalled a piece of information he heard earlier just right before the start of mission. It was just a gossip among higher ups, unconfirmed and unbelievable. Now, he have seen it on his own eyes. The technique he used earlier is unique to one clan in this world.
Uchiha. Itachi.
And he had awakened the demon.
Something suddenly blocked out the sun, descending to the ground.
Ashes falling from the sky, glittering like a golden path in the intense sunshine.
A god from heaven is coming down to earth.
From the harsh rays of the sun burning into the eyes of everyone in the ground, they make out a silhouette of a fox with nine tails, seemed to be armored by an orange Susannoo. The glow of black flame shaped into wings, burning and melting the air. Distorting the air like a holy aura.
It roared in the air, filled of fury and hate.
" Shikamaru Nara, I'll pull you out of your shadow!"
The terrifying monster, Second Yellow Flash of Konoha is crying of blood and hatred, he have been mortally wounded, and his return made him fiercer than ever before.
This is the villain of the ninja world, and the people who turned him into this will be called his victim.