Still kinda short, but Prologue's tend to be, or mine do anyway. Not beta'd as of yet. Still going to give it a day or two to work over some ideas in my head. Can probably push out one more page if add a little more detail to certain points.
Children of the Fox
Naoko Akagi was considered one of KonohaÆs best and brightest. A doctor only surpassed by the Hokage, Tsunade and her young disciple Shizune. This little fact mattered very little to Naoko. She was well paid and worked very agreeable hours. Her position afforded her plenty of leeway to further her own research, and no one would bat an eye.
As she read over the final few sheets of her printout there was a shudder of excitement she could not repress. These sheets, just a small parchment of paper held so many answers on her lifelong research.
The creation and degeneration of family bloodlines.
The very subject brought a light to her eyes that surpassed even thoughts of her young daughter. The subject sheÆd spent years devoting lonely nights and long days of nothing but reading and cataloging, creating charts and graphs, viewing samples. Countless nights spent with nothing but cooling mugs of coffee and her books.
Such trials and tribulations were nothing now that she was approaching the end of her life goal.
As she looked over the list of names in her hand, forty-two in all, she carefully ticked off strategies to implement the final phase of her project. The details concerning insertion of the eggs are moot. Getting them to a secure location to carry out the insertion was her top priority.
The younger generation of women would be easy enough to get a handle on and manipulate. Some of the more notable clan names on the list such Haruno Sakura, Hoshigake Tenten, and Yamanka Ino would be easy enough. Mixed into that crowd of teens was her own daughter, Akagi Ritsuko, Ichiraku Ayame, and several other non-shinobi affiliated females.
As for names from the adult listing, Inuzuka Hana, Yuuhi Kurenai, and Mitarashi Anko would provide even less of a problem. It was no secret to her that all three were sexually active. Yuuhi, who was currently dating Sarutobi Asuma, Mitarashi, and whoever was her bed warmer of the week was also an easy mark. The InuzukaÆs bed partner was unknown but that mattered little in the end. And Uzuki Yuugao. Naoko clearly remembered the visit from this past week from the ANBU. Still dealing with her grief, Yuugao took it out the one way so many other people did. Her request for a morning after pill had not been denied. Shizune was one of her closest friends and there was no other person she knew that shared her joy of medical work. But she too would have to become impregnated.
But the last one, the Hokage herself. She was going to take some considerable work.
The only possible solution she came up with was to remove the egg and insert it into her own body. Using a test tube would provide better results if she was able to constantly monitor the growing child, but her time would be limited. Keeping track of the various pregnancies was going to take considerable time and she needed her full attention to make sure each one came to term or as close as possible.
It would be foolish to think every female implanted would make it to the delivery room. As harsh as it sounded some might not survive the pregnancy at all. But such was life, and Naoko wholeheartedly believed the ends justified the means in this case.
Standing up, she took off and rubbed the lens of her glasses. Her eyesight was getting worse by the day, but like all the negatives in her life, it would all be worth it.
When the children born from the container of the Kyuubi no Kitsune, Uzumaki Naruto remade the bloodline caste of Konoha entirely.
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2 Months Later
There were very few time Tsunade could remember feeling such soul burning hatred. Oh she got angry, pissed off, furious. All the adjectives that came to mind could be sued when detailing her personality.
But true hatred.
The kind that simmers in your chest and just the thought of it burns. When you think of someone and just the thought swims your vision in red, clogs your mind with nothing but the need to destroy and maim. When you dream of killing someone in cold blood.
That is the true meaning of the word hate.
She experienced it when Nawaki died. When Dan was taken from her there had been that emotion again.
And Akagi Naoko bore TsunadeÆs third confrontation with the feeling.
The only reason the womanÆs head was not separated from her shoulders was the small child growing inside Naoko.
Her child.
Growing in anotherÆs womb.
It took absolute control not to simply crush the petite woman with her own hands. It was for that reason she was sitting in the locked cell and Tsunade decided to interrogate her from the outside the gate.
She didnÆt trust herself.
ôI just have one question,ö Tsunade prompted, her voice cold enough to match the very glaciers in the Snow Country. ôWhy? Why do this?ö
When Naoko didnÆt answer Tsunade felt her hand twitch. An unconscious reaction she immediately stilled.
ôCan you even fathom what youÆve done? The damage youÆve wrought?ö
It had started with Kurenai. The news of the JouninÆs pregnancy had spread like a wild inferno when she delivered the news and everyone had simply thought Asuma the father. Her comrades congratulated the two and the village as a whole was looking forward to another member of the famous Sarutobi line.
Then it was found out that Anko was pregnant and no one was surprised. The young woman had been shocked, but she simply shrugged it off. She knew who the likely father was, but decided to put off making a decision whether to keep the child at a later date.
Two pregnancies in such a small window was nothing. And Tsunade only took notice because of the individuals. After war, no matter how short term, there was always a baby boon. Couples reuniting or war-time quick fix flings, the elders pretty much depended on such an occurrence to keep shinobi producing future generations. So she overlooked Inuzuka Hana and several other women. And although she raised an eyebrow when she got word of ShizuneÆs pregnancy, Tsunade maintained her silence.
When the younger generation, Sakura, Ino, Hinata, Tenten, came to her. That was when she decided to look into what the hell was going on.
And found the biggest conspiracy to hit Konoha since Orchimaru tried to clone the former Nidaime.
ôHave you ever thought of what its children would turn out to be when birthed from a certain bloodline?ö NaokaÆs voice was barely a whisper, but to Tsunade she could have been yelling in her face, so intent was the Hokage on making out every word.
ôThe Hyuuga. Owners of the Byakugan. KonohaÆs premier bloodline now that the Uchiha have been relegated to a single surviving member. How would the bloodline change, reform, EVOLVE, when its male half was the container of the Kyuubi. Tell me Hokage-sama, has that thought ever crossed your mind?ö
Tsunade could and would not lie. It had. And she felt so shamed by the thought of trying to pair him off because of his unique attributes, she never ventured into such thoughts again.
Naoko, continued to speak. ôIt would not have to be one of KonohaÆs premier bloodlines. What of the YamanakaÆs whose mind controlling techniques were used free hand by its original creators. That skill lost to time as the bloodline has become diluted, a child sired by Naruto would surely be able to tap into such potential again. What of the Yuuhi clan. Rejected from the Uchiha branch for being ædefectiveÆ could the demonÆs child bring forth a different form of the Sharingan. One not recorded in any of the ancient scrolls. Think ofà..ö
ôSHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ö Tsunade screamed, furious.
ôYou listen here you little bitch. You have ruined lives. Women who worked and fought for this village are now forced out of commission all because of your deranged scheming. You havenÆt once used NarutoÆs name when describing him during your entire ramble. To you he is nothing but a tool. Something to use at your whim.ö
Shaking her head, a slight frown on her features. ôYou are looking at this the wrong way Tsunade-ama. Just think of the good that will come from this. Think of the future Konoha will secure by having its children revitalizing and reshaping the current bloodlines in new more powerful ways.
The creak of metal was Tsunade fistÆs tightening enough to put a waver in the chakra enhanced cell door. ôLet me tell you one thing and make that perfectly clear. You are going to live. You are going to deliver MY child into this world and I promise you this. There will be nothing that will stop me from making sure you rot in the most filthy, shit filled underground cell I can find for the rest of your life.ö
Spinning around in a tight circle, Tsunade strode through the room with a purpose. The ANBU falling in step soon as she stepped foot out the door.
ôI want you to get your team together. No more than five for information gathering. WeÆre searching her home, now.ö
The ANBU commander snapped off a quick salute and disappeared in a swirl of leaves.
As she made her way through the ANBU complex toward AkagiÆs the elite were smart enough to give her several feet of space.
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Tsunade looked over the room, taking in the many shelves of books and charts. Only through force of will did she prevent herself from releasing her earlier meal. The small group of ANBU were stationed around her, and only to the trained eye did she see the small signs of unease through the veteran laden group.
She didn't blame them. This entire situation was something out of her worst nightmares.
Eerily, it was almost a remarkable remake of Orochimaru's experiments before his exile.
But this.... But this could be considered so much worse in some ways.
Naoko Akagi was currently sealed up underneath the ANBU headquarters per her immediate orders. The very place Konoha kept S-ranked criminals that were not killed during combat and awaited trails.
The slender woman had not an ounce of ninja combat ability. And Tsunade doubted she could even handle a shuriken if needed. The cell was for her own protection in a way. Once word was given to the various families of exactly why their daughters were pregnant, Tsunade knew it would be the only safe place in the country for the medic.
Taking a seat in the chair near the desk, Tsunade rubbed her temples, trying to relieve the increasing headache, hoping for once she would be pain free. A pipe dream if there ever was one. This entire situation was frustrating her.
Several young women, some who weren't even in the primes of their life, were going to be forced to make a life changing decision soon. To keep the young child growing within them or settle for an abortion. And no teen, if unwillingly thrust into something like this should have to make such a decision. While on the subject she idly wondered if the Council would even let them if they decided to. They were not beyond manipulation if it suited them. And any child fathered by Naruto was bound to be special. She had no doubt about that.
Shaking the question off till a later time, Tsunade decided she had enough to worry about.
ôHokage-sama, we have searched the entire premises and there is nothing other than more detailed reports and graphs. No hardware of any kind can be found. What are your orders?ö
Sighing, she looked at the report. Seeing nothing but the vision of her own little boy or girl. Blonde hair and brown eyes. Reaching up to her and smiling with his or her father, a teenage Naruto chasing him for some inane reason.
ôBring them to my office. Every graph, chart, report, I donÆt care. If it contains information I want it in my office. I want to look over everything before I let the council know what's happened.ö
The ANBU turned and gave a swift hand signal, sending his team to their tasks.
Standing up, Tsunade made her way toward the exit. Pausing at the door she thought, ôWhatever you're doing I hope you're having fun Naruto. It won't be much when you get home.ö
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