Naruto: The Realism

The first thing Shanks noticed was that it all seemed familiar. He was experiencing something like deja vu... Asif he had seen all this happen before. He looked at the women on the ground. She also looked familiar, but no name came to mind. She had been stabbed repeatedly through the stomach and her blood stained most of the surrounding ground.

Cautiously, Shanks stepped over her. He went up on the door leading outside the house he was in and stepped out. What he saw almost made him puke. Hundreds of bodies were piled up. Heads and parts of their bodies scattered around. He gradually continued on until he tripped over something..someone.This time,it was a man. His left leg and right arm were twisted in an unnatural angle and a kunai jutted out of his kneecap. Whoever did this had not bothered to kill him and left him to bleed out. An agonizing slow death.

He continued on until he came upon the neighbouring house. The door was open. He slowly pushed his way inside. The stench almost overwhelmed him. There was more than one dead body inside. Whatever had killed these people was long gone.The smell clearly indicated it. He walked upstairs swiftle. There were two doors leading to two rooms. But somehow the room on the right side seemed much more familiar. He made his way to that room and pushed it open. It was a child's bedroom. A little boy's. He moved to the table next to the bed. A scroll was partially rolled up. Shanks took it and unfurled it.

'Happy birthday, Shanks. Now i know you expected a gift and we did have one for you, but we have sealed it inside this scroll. If you want it, you'll have to figure out how to get into it. After all, it runs in your veins. And by the way do not show this to anyone. Keep it safe until you are ready to open it.'

He suddenly heard someone call out his name. "SHANKS!"

Who the hell was that? What did they want? How did they know his name?

"SHANKS! WAKE THE HELL UP"

Shanks suddenly opened his eyes. He squinted at the light. He saw an old man with a large beard standing over him. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he recognized the man's face.'The house owner',he thought.

"sigh...What the hell are you up so early old man?".Shanks yawned before coming down from his bed which was completely drenched with his sweat.

"5 AM isn't early boy!", the man replied. "Anyway I am leaving the village with my grandson for a month. We have a wedding invitation. I have kept all the foods at the kitchen. Make sure to cook it up and eat."

"ya ya sure. Now quit being so hyperactive first thing in the morning. And happy journey."

"hmph..kids these days!. Have no manners whatsoever. And please do close the door before you get your lousy ass outside.",the man turned around and left.

After the man left shanks sat on the bed once again.'That dream again!!' He has been having this dream for months now. This one had been the worst yet. It wasn't as frequent as it had been lately.

With a sigh he stood up and stumbled to the bathroom. He let out another huge yawn as he walked .He definitely wasn't getting anywhere near enough sleep.

After taking a cold shower he went towards the kitchen. He made some light breakfast and drank a glass of milk before heading outside. 

After breakfast Shanks wandered aimlessly through village, though he kept a keen awareness of his position. Previously he has somehow trespassed a clan compound unknowingly and well it didn't ended well for him. Those white eyes guys were somewhat dangerous. 

As he moved through the streets he could see all ninjas getting ready for their missions. Well he was always fascinated by them. Afterall he wanted to become one. All the stories he heard about them especially the current 4th Hokage made his resolve even stronger. How he suppressed the demon fox that terrorized the village and saved countless people. How he singlehandedly defeated over a thousand Iwagakure shinobis during the third great ninja war. He was just 5 years of age and after two years he will be able to enroll to the ninja academy. He knew that he has to work tremendously hard if he wants to come anywhere close to the kids that will be coming from reputed clans. Uchihas and Hyugas were known to produce genius left, right and centre. Other clan kids were no slouch either. Nevertheless he was not concerned one bit about that. He knew that he has what it takes to be a great shinobi. He may not have started taking any practical lessons but he was reading theories quite a lot. Somethings he understood somethings he didn't. Nonetheless it was progress.

While these thoughts were running through his head he found himself close to the large forest outside Konoha. Shanks stopped in his tracks. The forest was a no go zone for him or anyone for that matter. The old man had told him that the place was very dangerous and if he didn't want to die a premature death he should stay as far away as possible.

How the hell did he even get here? The area was off limits for anyone except experienced ninja. And what is with this temple out of nowhere. Suddenly he felt something. It felt like something was physically pulling on his sleeve, trying to direct him towards the forest.

What is that?

Shanks ignored the feeling and turned to go back , but as he did his vision blurred. It felt like he had been hit with an extreme case of nausea. He sunk to the ground and then all he saw was darkness as he lost consciousness.

As his eyes opened he found himself on a narrow mountain path surrounded by mist. Moisture was heavy in the air and the ground under foot was damp enough that he could feel it through his footwear.

Is this another dream again? It's not the same one that i usually have. And why does it feel so real?...

Am i going insane?

If it was another dream it was different. Very Very different. It is all too damn real.His feet moved where he wanted them to and started walking.

I just hope this isn't somewhere deep in the forest, thought Shanks with a little bit of panic.

He took a deep breath and calmed down so he could take a closer look at his surroundings. It didn't look like the forest at all. Sure there were trees and all but they were nowhere near as big as the ones that made up Konoha's forest. The area was much more hilly than konoha and mist was really thick and there was a small stream of river flowing judging by the sound of it.

He didn't know how long he walked through the mist. It could have been several minutes or few hours he couldn't tell. Time seems to work a bit differently here. Eventually he stopped walking as he got hit by a brick wall and fell flat on his ass.

"Ow....That hurt damn it."

Shanks looked up to the large wall that he ran into. He noticed that there was something written on it in some weird language, but for some reason he seemed to know exactly what it said.

Uzushiogakure.

As soon as he read the words the ground beneath him started to collapse. In a panic he tried to move, but it was to no avail as the ground fell away beneath him. A loud scream escaped his lips as he fell through the hole and into the abyss.

Suddenly he came to a halt as soon as he came into contact with the ground. He must have hit his head hard because the last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a giant stone room and a man with red hair.

Shanks let out a groan as he slowly opened his eyes.

As he woke up he tried to remember what happened and where he was. Looking around it seemed that he was lying in a stone room. Rays of sunlight were filtering in through the hole he made in the ceiling. The last thing he remembered was running through the weird mist, hitting a wall and reading a sign...um what was it again? y-yes uzushiogakure. He have heard of Uzumakis. Could it be related to them?

Shanks sighed. What did I get myself into this time.

"So you are finally awake little one". A heavy male voice intruded on his thoughts.

Shanks jumped up off the ground quickly. He hadn't sensed anyone near him and one thing he could pride himself is that his senses were extremely sharp for whatever reason.

Shank's eyes darted around the room trying to locate the man. He quickly located the source of the voice and only one thing came to his mind as he laid his eyes on the man.

Powerful.

Why do you ask? Because he has seen Lord Fourth up and close. Lord Third as well. This man infront of him gave him the same vibes. With all humility a tad bit greater than them.

The man had long red hair. It was tied back loosely allowing some of it to fall across his face. He had light honey brown eyes which he noticed were sharp, a little cold, and glowing with intelligence. A black cloak seem to cover his entire body and hwas holding a katana in his right hand.

I hope he won't do anything mean to me, thought Shanks. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. With full confidence Shanks stood up and went towards him without any fear. The man smirked a little or so Shanks thought.

"If you are finished gathering your thoughts perhaps we can move on with introductions",he said with a grin. 

"W-who are you?" asked Shanks.

"Hmm...good composure. But what's this? You know it's customary to give your own name before asking someone for theirs," replied the man with his deep voice.

"My name is Shanks",he replied.

"And your last name?".

"No idea". 

The man smirked as if he could feel something from Shanks. He studied him for a couple of minutes before replying.

"I am Akira Uzumaki. Pleased to meet you my fellow clansmen."