Naruto- The War of Fire and Smoke.

Chapter one: The First Village.

The first setting is in the village hidden in the seeds. It was a small village in the land of fire. It was humble, innocent, and off the map. Despite these factors, it was heavily guarded. It was a rendezvous point for leaf in the third great ninja war until enemies found it and ravaged it. Since then, it has had a wall almost the size of the leaf. They even had a “throwing range” for practice, and executions. It was the perfect security village. Or, so they thought.

This is where we begin this story. In the throwing range, he was standing with his blindfold on. He took a puff from his cigarette and blew out smoke. A jonin and five others were standing, kunai at the ready. The apparent leader, in the middle, looked at him nervously. “Done this before?”

“Nope.” Mizuku Sukuzu said calmly. He looked down and puffed out more smoke, which floated right back up at him. It got in his nose and he started coughing and wheezing.

The jonin looked at each other with looks of surprise on their faces. The smoke was now a cloud in front of Mizuku’s face. “Ready,” the lead jonin started. The others tightened their grips on their kunai. “Thr-” he started, but a blaze of fire erupted from the smoke cloud. Three of the five jonin jumped up out of the way in time. “What the heck was that?!” The lead jonin yelled.

“My jutsu.” Mizuku leapt from the smoke, blindfold discarded and smoke trailing him. His face was now in front of the lead jonin’s. He flicked his cigarette and ashes flew in the eyes of the three jonin.

“Ahhhh!” They yelled in agony. Mizuku leapt away, jumping building to building. At the center of the village, he puffed again and left some ashes on the ground.

“He, these ninja are so easy. I wonder why I was assigned to a wimpy village like this.” Mizuku smirked. He continued leaping rooftop to rooftop until he got to the wall on the outer rim of the village. Two chunin spotted him and ran towards him, kunai ready. In one graceful spin, Mizuku flicked ashes in the two ninjas eyes. “Like I said, easy.” He made a tiger hand sign with his cigarette in between his fingers. The ashes in the center of the village gathered, multiplied, and grew into a gigantic monster of ash in the form of a dragon. The ash monster swung its jet-black claws and tore gashes in the biggest buildings in the city. Mizuku made one more hand sign, same as the first, and all the ash- even the ash in the eyes of the five poor ninja and the ash making up the dragon- all caught fire. It was a hot, searing fire. He smirked and watched as the chunin fell to the ground in pain, and as the ash dragon set fire to everything. In less than thirty seconds, the whole village was ablaze. Mizuku leapt as far as he could from the village. He then made one more hand sign and every burning piece of ash in the village exploded. The five ninja had what was left of their eyes blown out, and the dragon had gone out with a gigantic explosion, blowing everything in the village, even the smallest of seeds, to nothing. Mizuku smiled. “Why do I get all the easy jobs?” And with that, he slowly walked away.