Chapter One: Another Time

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An old man sat on a small log in the middle of the forest deep within the regions of the Land of Fire. He had a white beard that was so long it touch the ground. His head was bald with a small amount of white hair going down the back of his head and an X-shaped scar on the front of his forehead. This man was wearing an orange trench coat with a black spiral on the back to signify what clan he belonged to and was wearing a black shirt with black pants. He had shinobi sandals on with shin guards, arm guards and resting beside him was a large staff he used as a cane.

Though in truth, it was much more than that.

As for who this person was in life? His name?

"Naruto Uzumaki. You are coming with us," commanded a masked Anbu shinobi with a headband signifying that he was from Konoha along with a team consisting of twenty other identical figures appearing from the shadows.

And on the sleeves of their arms was the crest of the Uchiha Clan to further signify who they all followed.

The figure that was now identified as Naruto Uzumaki ignored them while he seemed to stare at nothing while smoking from his pipe. The very one that at one point, belonged to the Third Hokage himself.

"And just what does your honorable Hokage for an Uchiha want with me?" asked Naruto in an old yet still strong voice.

"You sent the nine Tailed Beasts away from this world. We are here to bring you back to Konoha where you are hereby ordered to reverse what you have done and seal them again in those chosen by Lord Sasuke himself. You are to create nine new Jinchuurikis for Konoha to use in the growing confrontation with the other shinobi villages that are rebelling against us," commanded the Anbu captain who saw Naruto blow smoke out from his mouth.

"My answer, like the last time a team came to see me, is still the same. No," replied Naruto firmly while the team of Anbu suddenly drew their weapons.

"We have been authorized to use force to bring you back. Lord Sasuke doesn't need you to cooperate. Just your knowledge on what you did and how to reverse it, which he will get from your mind...one way or another," threatened the Anbu Captain while Naruto just sighed.

"I told Sasuke to leave me alone. Time and time again, I have told that fool to leave me in peace. To let me live my life away from Konoha after I have lost everything. After I had my dreams taken from me. But like all Uchihas, he doesn't listen to others, nor does he try to think beyond his own desires or ambitions in a quest for more power. Kurama was indeed correct. The Uchiha Clan is a cursed clan. Just as Konoha has become a cursed village," remarked Naruto before putting the pipe away.

"You traitorous bastard!!" exclaimed an angry Anbu to the captain's right, who signaled for him to calm down while keeping an eye on the old man in front of him.

Naruto wasn't always this old looking. It had been the price he was forced to pay. One the Shinigami told him would be the cost when the Uzumaki summoned him and wanted to free the Tailed Beasts from being turned into tools of war again. It had happened shortly after the Fourth Shinobi World War had ended and peace happened throughout the lands and all was well...at least at first.

Until Sasuke Uchiha was made the Sixth Hokage.

As it turned out, Naruto couldn't become Hokage of Konoha due to his mother Kushina being from the Uzumaki Clan in Uzu and thus, considered a foreigner at the time when she came to the village. The law stated that no one of foreign blood from another country or shinobi village could become Hokage. That only someone of such decadence after three generations could have that right. By that point, they were considered to be "pure-blooded Konoha citizens" once that happened and the chance of betraying the village had been successfully "bred out." It was a law imposed by the Third Hokage himself during his younger years as the leader of the village. He had made this rule "official" as a "precaution" should enemies of Konoha try to infiltrate Konoha as refugees, seduce some of its people and then raise the children they have to usurp the power of the village from within. To prevent possible traitors and sleeper agents from destroying the village once the next generation were full grown.

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