The Child of Prophecy

Chapter 1 Prolugue

This is the rewritten version of my other story "Akairo Sènko". I decided to rewrite it cause I don't like how I started of with it. It was kind of like how children would describe Naruto....only much cooler and rushed and all that. I liked my ideas of how I'd continue the story that time though but I won't tell them of course. The OC's I created in that fanfic is also available in this one. They're just less op and are academy level ninja. Now that I think about it.... This is like a story where Naruto mostly acts like Itachi. Just without those op eyes that kishimoto thought, giving his daughters creation was a good idea. Seriously... I believe the only reason he made sasuke and whatnot so op is because his daughter created him. Well that's actually a good thing because had she not... Then naruto would be very awkward to watch cause naruto would've been a wizard if sasuke hadn't been there. Anyways... have you guys watched boruto yet? I did.... and I'm pissed. I'm not sure if they did what they did (didn't spoiler ^.^) but if they do did what they did (I'm the master of not spoiling >.<) then I'll stop watching boruto. They should've just ended naruto though. He ended his purpose. As the child of Prophecy, it's his job to bring peace once and for all. It doesn't make sense to make another series for boruto where they have another war in a time of peace a decade or two later. It's like Naruto's actions have been meaningless and if it is.... I seriously would have gone with Madara sending everyone in a dream world.
Now I'm so sorry for ranting... anyway.

"Human speaking"

"Demon speaking

'Human thinking'

'Demon thinking'

Priority words/jutsu

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto since if I did, I wouldn't be living off of instant ramen and student food.

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It was Graduation day for a certain Uzumaki and he was on his way to the academy. Uzumaki Naruto has blonde hair that appeared to be sun kissed and azure blue eyes that reflects the very skies. His face still had those baby fats but was slowly diminishing with the training he put himself in. Adding to his facial features were his three whisker marks on each cheek. His whisker marks were hidden by a face mask so similar too a white haired guy he met when he was 6.

It was a nice gift.

He wore black baggy pants that were not quite durable but still presentable. Black shinobi sandals that reaches his shins, a gift from his grandfather figure. He also wore a fishnet shirt underneath his zipped up white jacket. The jacket itself was very durable and another gift from his grandfather, they had two black stripes going down each sleeve. Perfecting his appearance is the dirty white swirl emblem on his left shoulder and the same emblem on his back in the color black. The collar was high enough to cover his neck. The path to the academy wasn't all that long and didn't have any curves unlike the road of life. This assumption was further proven by the people of Konoha. Every time Naruto walks through the busy districts, A village like Konohagakure surely posses, the people made it their job to avoid him so that his path was always straight. Almost all of them glared at him with unbiased hate while they're at it. Why he was hated he didn't know, but he had a theory. But that's a story for another time, cause he just entered the academy. Going through the academy hallways like he always did the last four years, Naruto entered his designated class room and he was assaulted by voices of other kids his age. None of them paid him any mind though so he quietly took a seat where he could observe his classmates......like he did four years ago. The first that ever interested him was.....

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...."Uchiha Sasuke"

said a gruff and muffled voice as if talking whilst holding something between his teeth. In the Hokage's office, several jounin perked up at the name. Each Jounin watching their potential genin team from their Hokage's crystal 'spy' ball.