chapter 4

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The room fell into a suffocating silence, the aftermath of witnessing the gruesome scene of the crushed Root Anbu head. The girl, smeared with blood, looked at them with a chilling smile, prompting her to question who had the audacity to kidnap her and her younger siblings. The civilians quivered under the cold stare, the shinobi poised for a fight, and even Tsume, a seasoned warrior, felt a primal fear – an instinctual recognition of the apex predator in their midst, the alpha.

Tsunade cursed inwardly, realizing the magnitude of the impending suffering for the village, as Danzo, wearing a smirk, dismissed Naruki's prowess, claiming she was outnumbered by the clan heads, the Yellow Flash, and a Senju. Minato winced, not wanting his granddaughter to fight her own grandfather.

Naruki, undeterred, flashed a curious smile at Danzo. She introduced herself as Naruki Uzumaki Strange, a name foreign to those present.

Naruki: (mockingly) Oh, the Fourth Hokage, savior of Konoha! Abandoning his child to the wolves, only to now attempt reconnection by resorting to stealing his grandchildren for leverage. Quite the genius plan, isn't it?

Minato winced again, feeling the weight of her words cutting deeper into his conscience.

Naruki: (dramatically) A mere orphan bastard, unwanted and discarded. Saved by the great perverted toad sage, trained as a ninja, and then skillfully manipulated into becoming the village's ideal hero. Oh, the story of our dear Fourth Hokage!

Naruki: "A hero molded by your desires, isn't that right, grandfather?"

Turning her gaze to Kushina, Naruki pierced through her with accusing eyes. She walk up to her face and spoke.

Naruki: (venomously) And you, the infamous Red Death of Konoha, a temperamental woman who once commanded respect. Now, reduced to nothing more than a fangirl on a leash, obeying her master like a good little bitch.

The air was thick with tension as Naruki's words hung over the assembly, leaving them to grapple with the harsh reality she had laid bare. Tears streaming down her face, Kushina couldn't even look at the girl. She removed her gaze from her grandmother and headed back to her siblings.

Naruki: So tell me, Konoha, what are you going to do? Let us go or... die by my hand.

This left the room in silence, the weight of Naruki's ultimatum hanging heavily in the air.

Danzo got up, slamming his cane on the floor, asserting that Naruki had no right to make demands. He declared her and her siblings as tools, mere breeding instruments for Konoha's strength. According to him, her father, the Jinchuriki, and all the offspring were tools to be used, ensuring the breeding of powerful Uzumaki for the village. The rest of her sisters would become part of his Root program, further solidifying Konoha's dominance.

Kushina and Minato were shocked, and Tsunade was disgusted. Homura and Koharu smiled, agreeing with Danzo, while the youngest with white hair whimpered, and the twins tried to comfort her. Naruki, however, chuckled and then burst into laughter, an unsettling, almost evil laughter.

Danzo: (smirking) You Uzumaki brats are nothing but assets for the village. Tools to be used for the prosperity of Konoha. Your father understood that, and so do I.

Naruki: (mockingly) Oh, my dear Danzo, you really believe you can control the Uzumaki blood? Breed us like cattle? Make us your little tools? (laughs) That's adorable.

She wiped a tear from her eye, still laughing at the absurdity of Danzo's claims.

Naruki: You see, old man, you're not in control here. Not anymore. And your little Root program? It's about to face some serious pruning.

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