Dusk Till Dawn

10

There had been a time when the world had been little but a play toy beneath his paws. It had been a fresh world, a new world, and one that the Bijuu had ruled over. The Kyuubi no Kitsune didn't remember many of the events that had taken place, but he did remember being seated in the grand halls of the Central Palace, eight companions by his side.

It was true that the Kyuubi was a huge mass of chakra contained to a body but wasn't that true to say of all creatures? They had watched the clans of Shinobi fight amongst themselves, waiting for their time. The Kyuubi had laughed along with the other Bijuu when they had placed bets (the Kyuubi had always won) and anger had grown when the first of the nine left the safety of the halls.

It had been that Bijuu that had indirectly caused the safe hold to be breached. Once the two men had contained the power of one, it had led to the remaining eight and the Kyuubi hadn't been one of the ones to escape.

The Kyuubi, to this day, still wasn't sure why one of the nine had escaped the safety of their hold, the rules laid upon them from the Beginning had stated that they could only watch and would be offered protection. If one split, they all split and their power was fractured, each Bijuu given one power rather than all of them sharing them all. Even so, there was harmony among them and they could, upon being pushed, share the given powers. They were still whole yet the Clans were the ones to make sure this changed.

Hashirama and Madara... Uchiha and Senjuu; two damned clans who couldn't just let be. The Kyuubi had been entranced by Madara's eyes and Hashirama's wooden abilities to the point of enslavement but the fox learnt more amongst their company than the time at the Central Palace.

There had been a few others and the time spent hadn't been that bad. Things had only turned when Hashirama - the Hokage at this point - had decided to give the chakra of the Bijuu to neighbouring countries in the hopes that they would see it as a peace offering. Never before had the Bijuu been purposefully split apart from each other, nine harmonious chakras scattered to various countries and never to be reunited.

The destructive force was first put into play then; if the chakras were to reunite they would mix to form something deadly and potent. They had been harmonious yet the separation would lead to each being slightly tainted and a re-introduction would end in a devastating force... it was a small hope but even the Kyuubi hoped that he would never see the other eight Bijuu.

When Uchiha Madara had first approached the Kyuubi - before he had left Konoha - he had promised freedom to the fox. The nine tailed Bijuu had tired of his solitary life and the cage he had been restricted to (if he was brought out from the Summoning realm that the men had banished them to) and so welcomed the man and entertained his thoughts.

These thoughts had ended in the destruction of Konoha and the Kyuubi had been forced to disagree. Madara had been counting on the demon's approval and sought to control the very basics of what made the fox living; his chakra. The Kyuubi had been brought to its knees as Madara enacted his Mangekyou Sharingan upon him and the chakra spiked from a dark yellow to crimson red, changing and becoming hypersensitive to the Uchiha chakra. Madara had called it captivity and the fox had been left alone to literally lick his wounds.

Kyuubi was waiting the next time he was summoned in secret by Madara. Instincts told him it had only been a week - at the most - since the Uchiha had turned his chakra but it felt like an eternity to the fox. He had been waiting to meet the human so he could literally rip his head off for what he had done to him but something else happened that night.

Uchiha Madara had returned to Konoha that night in the hopes of destroying the village. The Kyuubi felt the chakra well up and burn through his body as Madara stood on his head, eyes flickering with the stolen eyes of his brother.