Amidst a bloody battlefield on a war-torn land, a young man stood. He was tall and thin, with white hair and two small red dots on his forehead, and red markings right below his green eyes, which were currently tainted grey. He was talking to two others - a blond-haired teen boy with whisker-marks on his cheeks, and a very tall orange-haired young man. He had a calm smile on his face.
"I see now" he said. "Uzumaki... thank you... Juugo. I know you have already chosen to do so, but I ask you to watch over Naruto-san, and lend your strength to him."
"I know that you can control your instincts now. Use that power that you once killed with to protect those important to you. Madara and Kabuto must not be allowed to succeed. ...Farewell, my friends. And thank you."
He closed his eyes, and his body rapidly decayed into dust. An army of White Zetsus began to charge toward the two remaining heroes. Juugo formed a warhammer from his right arm. He looked to Naruto, who nodded, and they both charged.
Kimimaro's eyes snapped open. He realized he was in a bed. He rose up and looked around, noticing the rather utilitarian room he currently occupied.
'I'm not dead, I can sense' he thought. 'Have I... been brought back to life again somehow? It's not Edo Tensei
; I can't feel anyone's chakra within me besides my own'.
He swung his legs out and stood up from the bed. There was a hip pouch sitting on a table, and he found it full of kunai, shuriken, and some explosive tags. There was also a hitai-ate
- the Sound Village insignia with a horizontal line scratched through it. A quick test confirmed that his kekkei genkai
was working fine. He tied the hitai-ate
around his waist like a belt, clipped the pouch to his right hip, and then walked through the door.
He followed the odd series of hallways until he reached a door; on the other side, he could hear people talking. Willing his bones to ready a blade just below the surface of his skin for quick draw if needed, he opened the door and stepped through. There were several people and... not-people... gathered around, and he caught sight of a few stepping through some kind of portal. He walked up to the group who hadn't yet passed through.
"Excuse me" he said. "Could someone please explain where I am, how I got here, and what is going on?"
edited 12th Mar '11 9:36:42 AM by DKN117