At Sixes and Sevens. | NS (ON HIATUS)

Chapter 1

MEETING THE UCHIHA
March 12, 2028
Sunday, 12:12 P.M.
PRESENT

Naruto shook his head, already regretting the memories he tries so hard to forget. That power he once had never appeared again. He didn't know why, but Naruto also did not want to relive anymore of it.

Looking around his small house built in the trees, he realized that his resources were running out. Sighing once again, the blonde reached over and grabbed a pair of well forged binoculars from one of the old wooden planks before scouting the area surrounding him through one of the few unglazed windows.

Nothing.

All the blonde saw were the dead plants and trees packed into the place known as the Forest.

He didn't see any of the soulless zombies wandering aimlessly trying to find their next meal, but looks could be deceiving. Naruto knew they were out there.

For heaven's sake there were billions of them, the numbers of the undead lurkers constantly growing as the human population slowly but surely decreased. There was no way, in this massive plot of dull greenery, that his enemies were not there.

 Naruto checked his backpack, only to see only a few water bottles and a low supply of food pills. "Fuck's sake." The blonde's deep and husky voice cursed.

Getting up from his not-so-comfortable position, the handsome and mature male stretched his fit body, his somewhat slim arms had his muscles visible but not overly so. The blonde's six pack beneath his tight black shirt could be seen through.

Done with stretching, the blonde grasped his pocket knife in the pockets of his grey cargo pants. making sure it was still there. It was his prize possession, the weapon that made him into the man that he is today.

The only weapon he needed, to tear his enemies apart.

There was a hole, in the far left corner of the tree house room. It was the blonde's door to if he ever wanted to get in or out of his temporary safe place. He couldn't stay in one place for too long, as his scent grows and grows by the day, and lures his enemies.

He learned that the hard way.

Making his way to the opening of the wooden floor, he grabbed the rope attached to a large nail he had found, and lowered himself down the tall height. When the blonde's feet reached the dirt ground of the earth now known as hell itself, he immediately pulled his small weapon out.

Here in the Forest, you always had to be prepared. For it was unpredictable of the events that could take place in this world.

Naruto's dirtied black boots clapped loudly as he walked on the dirt pavement. He pulled out his homemade map of the Forest's scouted areas. He needed to find this mansion, that he once saw but never went inside.

The blonde figured that there could be a bundle of well needed supplies. There had to be.

"Uuuhhhggghhh.." Came the low groaning noise that sounded so far away. The blonde stopped dead in his tracks. A beast was there.

Naruto put his map up and closed his eyes, as he listened for more sounds to possibly  figure out where his enemy was coming from.