Our Masks: A Team 7 Story

Chapter 0: Prologue

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SPOILER ALERT. IF YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED NARUTO SHIPPUDEN, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

DISCLAIMER: I, IN NO WAY, OWN THE NARUTOVERSE. I ONLY OWN THE PLOTLINE AND MY OC, AKIRA UCHIHA. Also, please take note that this is my AU, or Alternate Universe, so things won't entirely be canon, for example, Akira clearly doesn't exist in the manga or anime, and I will not let Neji die. Lastly, I respect that everyone has their own ships, and I like the ships I currently have, so please do not critisize (Did I spell that correctly? Please tell me in the comments if I did or not) them. This will have some humour though. I just want to build up the story first.  

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Naruto~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      A blonde haired kid with whisker marks on his cheeks ran as fast as he can, pursued by about 30 men and women of all ages. He was no older than 6. He knew that if they caught him, he would be done for. He just had to get past that gate, where they would be a little more lenient. He got past it, only to get chased by another mob. He twisted and turned, but they would not disappear. Eventually, he was cornered in an alleyway. They kicked and punched him, saying stuff like, 

"Kill the demon fox! He killed my sibling!"

"My baby! Taken away from me by that monster!" 

This continued during the night, and as they finally left him, bruised and bleeding, with much difficulty, he stood up and went to the only place imaginable where he could watch the sunrise in peace: Hokage Mountain. (Lol almost wrote Hogwarts)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sasuke~&~Akira~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

      Two small figure ran away from their home. One a girl, another a boy. They were twins, and looked like regular humans as well, except for one thing: Their eyes. Their eyes were red, and had a single black tomoe (Is that what you call it?). They were also puffy, as if they were dry of tears from too much crying. 

     They boy had a cut on his shoulder, and the girl seemed to be favouring her right leg. Their clothes were dirty with mud, dust, and tears in the cloth, all of which seemed to be recent. They stumbled onto a bench.

"You think we're far enough away from him now?"

"Yeah, imouto. If he finds us, we're near enough the crowded street to cause enough of a ruckus that people will rush out"

"But nii-san, with those eyes, will we even have a chance to scream?" 

"...i don't know. The sun is about to rise. Do you want to head to Hokage Mountain? I can carry you there. It's not too far."

"Are you sure you can hold my weight?"

"Hmph. I've done this before. You're like a bag of feathers. Now hop on" 

"Thanks nii-san"

"No problem imouto. That's what twins are for."

(Sasuke is older than Akira by 5 measley minutes, but they're still twins.)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sakura~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

         BLAM! The door was flung open by a huge, hulking man, bottle of sake in hand. The 6 and a half year old pinkette ran towards her bedroom. It was where she was supposed to be. If she wasn't in her room by the time her uncle came back, she would be punished more than normal. 10 hits instead of 5. 20 kicks instead of 13. And an extra 3 cuts. 

Her uncle stormed in, and threw the bottle at her head, where it smashed into a thousand glimmering shards. 

"ITS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU TOOK HER AWAY. YOU TOOK MY SISTER AWAY FROM ME!" He roared as he kicked and hit her. 

Suddenly, he grew quiet. "You know what? I never actually got rid of you like I should've all those years ago." He walked off, remenicent of a man who was or had commited murder or a slaughter. 

(FNAF Fans, do you get this- Man behind the slaughter? Purple Guy? Just me? Oof. I didn't know what I was thinking...)

The girl knew what was going to happen- in his bedroom, way down the hall, there was a knife in a frame. With that knife, her life would end. There was only one choice: run. She stumbled up, and crawled out the first floor window of her uncle's apartment. Adrenaline flooded her veins as she sprinted down the street, shocked faces following her. Imagine if you were on a peaceful walk, and suddenly a pink haired girl came running down the road, streaked with blood and bruises everywhere. Shock and confusion-that's what everyone felt.  

"What happened to that girl?"

"Is there an enemy attack?"

"That girl always had cuts on her hands, but she always said that they were from her being clumsy. She plays with my daughter at the park."

"She looks...in pain, there's no word for it, really" 

"I'll go report this to Lord Third," announced a Chūnin Shinobi.

"Please do," whispered a concerned shopkeeper.

The little girl headed straight for Hokage Mountain. Hopefully, she could let her cuts heal a bit and let the pain numb, before she went to the Hokage and asked for help. 

(Welp-it took a long time, but I was finally able to get the prologue out! There might be a bit of a wait for the next chappie though. I appreciate any reviews and thoughts on how to make this better! Thanks for reading, and have a fantastic day/night/evening/afternoon/dusk/dawn, you get it!~ Me irl)

(Also, please stay safe in the time of Coronavirus. Even as states/countries pull back social distancing, I urge you to take precautions, such as carrying a small zip-loc bag with wipes, gloves, and masks. Btw, What was it with Toilet Paper? Please let me know 😅)