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OBD: Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen: Sabotage, Counter-Sabotage (pt. II)

The room was quiet, the only sound the crackling of the fire in the hearth. Hiruzen sat behind his desk, his hands resting on the polished wood, his eyes fixed on the door. He was tired, more tired than he had felt in years, and the weight of leadership pressed down on him like an old, familiar burden. He had spent decades protecting Konoha, guiding it through war and peace, but now the village was fracturing, and he could feel it ...

OBD: Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen: Sabotage, Counter-Sabotage (pt. I)

The air in the council room was tense, the weight of unspoken truths pressing down on everyone seated at the long, polished table. The Hokage sat at the head, his hat tilted back slightly, his eyes weary. Across from him, Homura and Koharu sat, their expressions reflecting the gravity of the matter before them. Danzo watched the others from his seat, his cane resting beside him, his single eye flicking from face to face.

They ...

OBD: Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen: The Listening Game

The rain tapped against the windows of the Hokage’s administration building, a steady rhythm that filled the quiet room. The bookkeeper sat hunched at his desk, a nondescript figure among many in the dimly lit records office. To anyone looking, he was just another faceless worker, a cog in the endless machinery of Konoha’s bureaucracy. His name was Tetsuya Fūma, and he wore his anonymity like a second skin.

Tetsuya thumbed through a led...

OBD: Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen: Mapping The Terrain

Mukai Kohinata stood at the door of his son's hospital room, the pulse pounding in his ears, a dull, relentless rhythm. The messenger had come and gone, leaving nothing behind but words and implications enough to make Mukai abandon a mission halfway done. He pushed open the door and frowned. There, by his son's bed, sat a teen.

The young man looked up. Long dark hair fell over his shoulders, the clan emblem on his back, unmistakable even in t...

OBD: Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen: Operation Black Box

The morning arrived quietly, the clan waking with a kind of deliberate slowness. The hum of daily life began to stir—doors creaking open, distant voices calling, the shuffle of feet across cobblestones. The air in the Uchiha compound was foreboding. People went about their daily rituals—cleaning, opening stalls, cooking meals—but there was no mistaking the atmosphere of quiet preparation. We were soldiers, each and every one of us, regardless...

OBD: Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen: Turmoil

He stood in the field where the grass came up to his knees, wet with the dew that hadn’t burned off from the morning. The sun was a pale thing behind the clouds, the wind blowing just hard enough to carry the scent of rain. Shisui was still, listening to the world come alive around him. 

He stood by a river, skimming stones across the surface. He watched them bounce once, twice, and then sink. The cold water rushed past him, carrying fragments of l...

NFF: Chapter Three

Chapter Three: Temptations

The wind came down cold from the valley, sharp and biting. It tugged at my jacket, pulled the loose ends, like it was trying to rip me open. Down below, in the dim light of dawn, the hamlet sat quiet and small, as if the world hadn’t noticed it yet. Smoke drifted up from the chimneys, curling slow and thin, and from somewhere I could hear the faint cry of children playing. It felt distant, unreal. It was peaceful down there—small, forgotten. 2024-10-05 03:57:01 +0000 UTC View Post

NFF: Chapter Two

Chapter Two: Hard Choices

It might have been a week since.

The room smelled of damp earth, like the stale air in a trench after days of rain. It smelled of exhaustion, sweat. The ceiling pressed low above us, and the walls felt close—too close. I hated places like this—dark, cold, the kind that reminded me of tombs. Of the tunnels we’d been using since we first arrived here. No windows, no light except for the low flicker of lanterns that made the walls seem to puls...

NFF: Chapter One

Chapter One: The Darkest Hour

It’s been three days.

The sky was still black, not yet softened by the break of dawn. A faint line of grey on the horizon hinted at morning, but the night held on with a fierce grip. I sat in the trench, knees drawn to my chest, hands buried in the mud, waiting for the light to come. 

I glanced up. Stars blinked faintly above, but the smoke from the battlefield smothered most of them. It was like being caught in a haze, a dream y...

NFF: Update

The next chapter will be out in a moment.

Gyakkyou: Chapter Five

Chapter Five: Little Samurai

Blood-stained in the rain,

Heads bow to the crimson earth,

A warrior's birth.

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He stood in the field, corpses heaped before him, mud soft underfoot, rain slow and cold, pattering against the earth. The murmur of soldiers shifted in the mist. The world was grey, the sky sagging low over the earth, and in his hand, the severed head of the rebel leader rested heavy as stone. He didn’t know why he held it, didn...

OBD: Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen: Sparring

Mother shot me a worried glance when Father returned from his meeting without speaking a word. The man disappeared into his room for a few minutes before returning, his expression betraying little.

“Follow me,” he ordered, donning his flak jacket. “We are going sparring.” 

Quietly, I did the same and followed. Minutes later, we stood in a clearing, somewhere far from the village walls. Few tried to follow, none succeeded. The air her...

NFF: PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE: The Northern Front

I stood in the fading light of my room, shadows pooling at my feet like something like some forlorn thing, without weight or tether to the world. Dust hung in the air, caught in the last slivers of sunlight, unmoving. I watched it float there, in the stillness, in the quiet that felt like it had a pulse, like it could suffocate me if I let it. I wasn’t used to silence like this. It was… strange. Unnerving.

My headband lay beside me, curled...

Metamorphosis/Naruto: The Fanfiction

Sasuke Uchiha’s designs have ripened and borne their dark fruit. The Fourth Shinobi War has come, and with it, the threat to wipe Konoha from the annals of history. From all sides they rise—Sand, Stone, Sound, Cloud, Mist—pressing down like wolves at Fire’s edge. The Leaf, though she fights, can barely withstand them. Even with her dead Kages risen from the earth to defend her, the end feels certain.

Naruto, seeking to undo what his ex-rival has set in motion, embarks down a dar...

WDOG: Chapter ELEVEN

Chapter Eleven: Operation Killjoy

Chris adjusted the issued plate carrier, the weight settling like an old habit around his shoulders. The boots—standard issue—clanked as they struck the steel floor, catching the light that flickered above, fluorescent and sterile. Ahead, the door to the briefing room slid open with a faint hiss. Kowalski was already there, slouched against the wall, wore the same grimace that had no doubt etched itself into permanence long ago. The others were sc...

Gyakkyou: Chapter Four

Chapter Four: Little Oni

Little oni's glare burns,

Red hair sways in mountain winds—

Hatred undying.

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The march stretched long, the horizon offering no promise of reprieve. Dust clung to Gyakkyou's skin, turning his sweat into a gritty layer that only reminded him of his discomfort, of the unnatural stillness in his heart. He walked a few paces behind the Taishō’s standard, the man leading this ragged trail of soldiers with...

Gyakkyou: Chapter Three

Chapter Three: Finding Purpose

Blood-soaked fields of red, 

Silent cries beneath cold skies, 

Ashes drift like snow.

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The narrow mountain pass wound through the valley like a serpent, flanked by sheer cliffs on either side, their jagged edges reaching toward the overcast sky. A persistent drizzle fell upon the ground, turning the dirt beneath the soldiers' feet into a muddy soup. Kurosawa Mitsuharu rode at the head of th...

Gyakkyou: Chapter Two

Chapter Two: Forging Hate

With adversity, 

Pain will always trail behind,

Ever intertwined.

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Two days.

It felt longer.

Gyakkyou’s legs ached, the muscles frayed from hunger and exhaustion, but still, they moved. They had to. His breath came in shallow gasps, raw and ragged in the back of his throat, past lips parched from thirst. He hadn’t eaten since the night before the world ended, since his brothers had left him ...

OBD: Chapter Twelve

Forcing Hands

Four Weeks Later.

I watched, expressionless, as Father turned to regard the ANBU standing outside the door. 

“What is it?” Fugaku asked. 

“Urgent summons, Lord Fugaku,” said the masked messenger. “The Hokage demands your presence immediately.”

There was a long pause as Father considered the summons. “I will be there in a moment.”

“Understood, Lord Fu...

SFF: Epilogue

Somewhere

Since the assault on Port Nagoya, Guren found herself seemingly idle. In a strange, macabre way, she found herself bored. The war was in full swing: Iwagakure doggedly pushed into the Land of Fire, goaded on by Sunagakure’s increasing confidence in the south. Greed. To the north, Otogakure ran head-first to battle the behemoth that was the Leaf at the command of the snake sannin. Flanking the tiny village, Kumogakure and Takigakure, both much less...

SFF: 082 - Rolling Stones

Konoha

Hiashi sat in the dim light of the Hyūga compound, his hands trembling, knuckles pale as if drained of all life. The smell of blood and ash still clung to the air from the attack. Konoha had been left in ruins, but what was left of the village mattered nothing to him. The walls, the broken streets, they could be rebuilt. Not his daughter.

Hanabi.

His mind reeled with the weight of her absence. Stolen away in the chaos, ripped from the hear...

WDG: INTERLUDE: The Watchdog (2)

A.N.: Continuation of the last chapter(I was unhappy with the former ending)

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Clarke stood in the observation room, hands clasped behind his back, his gaze fixed on the one-way glass. Behind it, Christopher Alexander Newman stood shirtless, muscles tense beneath the clinical lights as he waited for the tests to begin. The room felt colder than it was—sterile, not just in temperature, but in the atmosphere as well. Clarke’s unease settled some...

WDOG: INTERLUDE

INTERLUDE: The Watchdog

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