A/N: First off, let me say this: I have read the recent chapters, so I am fully aware that things did not go exactly the way I described. However, this has been kicking around in my head since I've first learned of the events surrounding the Kyuubi attack. I wanted to get it out.


Approaching Storm

Thump.

Thump.

In a cave not far from Konoha lay two figures. A woman and an ANBU. Outside the cave lay others. They hear the distant sound of something heavy walking and feel the vibrations of its steps, but do not move, for they cannot. They are dead, kunai wounds in their necks revealing the cause. They were the first to fall.

But they will not be the last. Not this day.

Thump.

Thump.

In a shelter close to Konoha a red-haired woman listens to the sound of something approaching with an anguished look, for she knows all too well the cause. She was supposed to guard against such an event, but she failed through the machinations of another. Weakened by childbirth and the subsequent failure of her containment seal, all she can do is listen.

And pray for a miracle.

Thump.

Thump.

On the Hokage Monument stands a blond man. He also knows what is causing the sound. This was supposed to be a great day for he and Kushina, their first-born arrived. Yet the workings of a masked man, for whatever reason, have turned a day of joy into a day of potential disaster. He cannot yet see the cause of the noise, but knows it is close. With a sense of determination, he prepares for the battle to come. Konoha must not fall.

Thump.

THUMP.

In the village, the sound is more felt than heard, yet gradually becoming difficult to ignore. Hatake Kakashi can sense something wrong, a young Uchiha Itachi senses a change, and the former Sandaime feels something in the air. None know what is coming, but know something is very, very wrong. The air is tense with foreboding.

THUMP.

THUMP!

Now the villagers can hear the sound as well as feel the vibrations of approach. The first stirrings of fear arise. They look around, trying to figure out where the noise is coming from, but cannot. The ANBU are on edge now.

THUMP!

The sound suddenly ceases, but the villagers and shinobi do not relax. In fact, they are more tense than before, waiting for the blow to fall. Although from where, they do not know. A heavy silence weighs down on the village. It does not last for long.

One man stands in the middle of the village, a masked man bearing a grudge. He cries out a few words and the source of the noise appears in their midst.

A beast.

A massive beast with nine tails emanating a power and strength like none have ever felt before.

It looks around, a cruel fox-like grin appearing on its features, and opens its mouth.

It is the tenth of October.

Let the destruction begin.


"Those clamourous harbingers of blood and death." - William Shakespeare, "Macbeth"