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Chapter 1

Sakumo P.O.V

“Why’d it have to be like this?” I found myself uttering as I walked along the street feeling the glares of the civilians and shinobi alike. I know it’s been a few days since the mission occurred, but I continuously found myself thinking about it, “Instead of continuing the mission I saved my teammates and became a disgrace among the village…. I’ve disappointed the hokage and my son.” I sighed thinking to myself that it would have been better if I just…. left them then perhaps all of these wouldn’t be happening.

  No , I shouldn’t be thinking like that. I'm sure they have family that would have missed them if something were to happen to them …. I am sure they would have done the same thing for me to …. right?

             “Hey, isn’t that the White Fang'' murmured one of the civilians ``Huh? Oh yeah it is, I heard from a shinobi cousin of mine that he disgraced the village during his last mission so you shouldn’t associate with him” whispered back his friend. “Yeah man I can’t believe that we used to looked up to him” “I know right I bet you he just payed the higher ups to get his Jounin rank” he laughed softly and continued “ I heard the he knows the Sannin and that he’s on good terms with them but I also bet that he I went up to them and begged them to hang out with him on his knees while crying so that they would feel pity for him.” “He really should kill himself already maybe then it bring honor back to Konoha.” I sighed it didn’t really bother me that much about what they said ( it does bother you but you don’t want to show them that what they’re saying affects you ) but it would seem that rumors are going to start spreading soon. I should probably head home already.

Hopefully Kakashi won’t get affected by any of this. I continued walking heading home before he came back from the academy. Letting him come home himself because I couldn’t handle the pressure of being there when there’s a chance others may say something in front of him. I froze at what I heard next, “I heard that he has a son in the academy. I’m sure he’s the same as his father a disgrace to the village I bet even I can beat him in a fight, am sure he’s just some brat that made his dad buy his way into the academy.” “Hey Kichiro isn’t that going too far I mean even if he has a kid its not like the kid did anything” “Whatever Isamu your just scared it not like-“ “What did you just say about my son,” I spoke glaring and simultaneously leaking small amounts of K.I as I walked near him scaring his friend and those near him into submission.

“Gahh!! U-um I don’t know what you’re talking about I d-didn’t even k-know that you had a s-son” he stammered out. “You clearly do Kichiro , seeing as how you mentioned him right now you seem to do a lot of betting on how I’ve lived my life and how I’ve met others,” Kichiro gulped sweat dripping down his head. Legs shaking as if he was running from the Shinigami himself.

“So, let’s make a bet” I whispered venomously into his ear, enough to put Orochimaru to shame. “Let’s see how long it takes for me to do anything to you before Anbu gets here, I say it’s going to take me less than two minutes perhaps even one.” He gulped falling to his knees murmuring prayers and faintly smelling of urine. I then spoke loud enough that the crowd that now surrounds us could hear,“ You can talk bad about me all you want but you will not! bring my son into this he’s done nothing wrong.”  Kichiro then fainted to the floor where Isamu would soon check on him. Others that had gathered around us started speaking up about myself and the civilian,

 “How pathetic”

“I’m sure what that man said is true”

“What a disgrace”

“Can’t believe he pissed himself, all that talking yet there he is laying in his own puddle of urine”

“ He sure as hell had some balls to insult the man, even if he did pay the higher ups to get his rank he’s still a shinobi whose had at least some training, there’s even rumors that he’s favored by the Hyuga, Uchiha and Aburame clan”

“Oh yeah wasn’t he the current clan heads Sensei when they were still in the academy.” I felt myself feeling embarrassed by what they were saying and feeling sorry for the man. Feeling guilty I walked away and apologized for what I had done. Fleeting through the large crowd I thought to myself maybe I should end this. I arrived back to the house; rain was starting to fall lightly.

 I continued to think about what they said, I know almost none of it was true, but I couldn’t help but let it affect me. Walking to the studying room I saw my tanto, a straight blade with a small circular handguard, its sheath engraved with the Hatake clan symbol, next to it was my Konoha headband that I removed due to the elders and the hokage releasing me from my duties. Walking to the desk I clenched the tanto it in my hand with the forehead protector in my other. Was I really thinking about if I really should end my life? Deciding after a few minutes that I was I kneeled down near the huge window facing my right.  I neatly place the symbol of Konoha in front of me. Unsheathing my blade, I brought it to the light of the storm, flashing across the room, watching it gleam white.

             How ironic that my own blade will be the end of me after I ended the lives of countless others from Iwa to Kumo to Kiri and then finally Suna. I really did have some worthy foes like that red-haired puppet master and his female companion. Hearing the sound of thunder brought me out of my thoughts facing the blade towards me I brought it near my abdomen, praying that my former students, kakashi and the Hokage would forgive me for what I’m about to do.

 I pierced myself, slicing from left to right to make sure it was deep enough that I would lose blood rapidly. Blood began to seep out slowly before gushing out, staining my clothes crimson and leaving the floor stained with fresh blood.

             Falling to my side I felt the sudden chill of death overcome me. Lying in a pool of my own blood I felt my heart slowing. Eyes seeing black spots along my vision along with flashes of light and the faint sound of thunder in the background. Strangely what I felt and saw afterwards wasn’t what I expected, causing me to forget about my agony for a few moments. I felt sorrow and despair coming off the blood covered tanto as if it had a mind and body of its own to express and eyes that were purple in color with circular rings reflecting on it. I felt the need to ask for forgiveness and so I gushed out “I’m so-sorry… for w-what I’ve done…. if I c-could I would r-restart a-again s-so pl-please f-forgive me.” In my last moments I heard the faint sound of someone quietly saying my name if it was in my imagination or not. I would never know.

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Kakashi P.O.V

Walking home alone was a new experience. Usually dad would pick me up or meet me halfway but lately he’s been acting strange. I’ve noticed that others are looking at me more than usually, even what looked like masked men were following me. I thought perhaps them following or looking at me strangely was because I’m going to be the youngest to graduate the academy since the village first started. But there’s been rumors about a certain mission with dad. I’ve gathered information from the citizens secretly but all they’ve mentioned was that it had to do with a scroll. I continued walking along the isolated path, free from civilians, trying to peace what information I gathered. I know a few key things about what could have happened

1. It had to do with dads’ last mission
2. It included a scroll
3. His teammates were involved

 When I was gathering my information, I heard rumors about him paying the higher ups. Why would dad pay the higher ups? And what reason does he have? Or is it all false?

As I was piecing what could have happened a man came up to me. Carrying a sword secured to his back and smelling faintly of alcohol he scowled like I was some kind of pest that he couldn’t get rid of. He was a shinobi, but I could tell that wasn’t true, due his steps being too loud, or maybe it was because he’s drunk. Hmm, so being drunk really does affect how you -.

 I was disrupted from my thoughts when the man spit in my face, “You damn brat are you even listening to me, I asked you if you know who The White Fang is,” I replied “Yes I do, why are you asking? If this about the mission if so, I have no clue what you’re talking about.” A predatory grin appeared on his face, “You know now that I look at you, I can see the resemblance.”

Glancing at my hair he asked again “You wouldn’t happen to be his son would you.”

 “What of it, if you’re here because your kid complained about how I cheated the exam and that’s why I’m graduating earlier. Then that’s false I passed because I had the skills to pass, it’s what others call being a prodigy.”

Getting in my face he said “You sure are cocky for a brat that’s for sure, but you never answered by question I asked if you’re his son.” Wiping the spit off my face and mask again I answered "Yes i am”

” Huh so you are the son of the Disgraced White Fang. Such a shame that you're probably one too, probably weak as well.”

 “How would you know you have never seen me fight and besides like i told you earlier im considered a prodigy. If you're saying something about me, what does that make you? You're a shinobi, I can assume, and yet you confront me about something my father has done.” which i've yet to figure out i thought to myself.

“You damn brat!” getting out a kunai he slashed at me. While jumping back I grabbed my kunai as well and mockingly told him, “ You know that there are laws about this, If a Fellow Shinobi were to Attack you Unwarranted you have the right to defend yourself. ”

He started running towards me in rage. He had the upper hand due to him being bigger than myself. The clash of metal against metal was all I heard, I felt a growl escaping my throat.

”OH!, does the little puppy want to be the Big Bad Wolf ”

Feeling my eyes narrowing, I sarcastically told him, “Why yes grandma. I've been meaning to sharpen my teeth with the blood and bones of my enemies. Maybe I'll start with you.”

We started to fight more aggressively when I realized that no one had yet to come. Even when I knew some were following me for the past few days.

"Why don't you just die already hatake!!!" I got distracted by what he said, no one had ever said that to me before. Which was my mistake ,in the next second his chakra coved kunai slashed at my eye.

 I grunted out in pain slightly losing my balance. I felt blood oozing from the wound, leaving me with a sensation of hot liquid running down my face and the painful throbbing of my eye. I was slowly getting more exhausted and dizzy when the man decided to finish it off.

He grabbed onto the sword behind his back and impaled me in the chest, a clean cut by what I could feel making the sword appear once again behind my back. Right when he yanked out the sword I fell to the ground blood flowing out from my chest. Rain was starting to fall when the man standing over me spoke in a crazed voice “ Hahaha, I did it!!…. I killed the Great White Fang's son Hahaha.” Me groaning in pain was what caused him to look down. He kicked me in the chest repeatedly, I let out a short sharp cry of pain for each time. My eye was still throbbing and the other was going blurry, but what I heard next  was clear as day.

Kneeling before me he grabbed my hair roughly and whispered the following, “ You know kid your father really shouldn't piss off people. After what he did earlier, embarrassing a man in public. The guy couldn't wait to get his revenge and what better way to his revenge then to hire a missing-nin to kill his son.”

Releasing me from his grip he started to walk away. I scowled at him and painfully spoke, ”there… g-going to... f-find y-you”

“Heh, Good Luck with that they'll have to find you first,” his words faint as I was in and out of consciousness.

I laid there for what felt like an eternity. When I opened my undamaged eye once again, the missing-nin long gone and what appeared to be blurs of red and yellow crying my name. Before the cold dark nothing took over me once again.

Minato P.O.V

All day I felt a sense of dread filling my chest, I couldn't figure what was causing this. I felt like something bad was going to happen . It followed me throughout the day Kushina tried cheering me up, both having taken the day off to relax before we went back to taking more stressful missions.

Walking to Ichiraku Ramen we decided to get our regular orders. We talked for a bit about previous missions and our favorite childhood memories, hers being when she won free bowls of ramen. I remembered that day because it was the happiest I saw her when she since first came to the village.

 We continued talking when a sudden chill in my spine and the faint name of kakashi in my ear, it was all I needed to get up and leave. I slammed the money on the counter, paying for mine and Kushina's meal and immediately left. I heard kushina yelling my name. I ignored her, rushing through the village looking for kakashi when i remembered he previously said that he would sometimes take the isolated path to get to his house without the hassle of going through the bustling crowd of the village market place.

 I reached the street stopping and called out for him, “ Kakashi!!... Kakashi!! Where are you!?!.” Did he arrive home? I mused. I continued looking around when I heard a heart wrenching gasp followed by sobbing. It was kushina standing over something, i couldn't tell what it was, water dripping down my hair and eyes. As I got closer, I saw what she was standing over, the sobbing becoming louder and my eyes going blank.

 A feeling of despair washed over me as I saw kakashi’s matted, blood covered hair, soaked mask and clothes from both blood and rain on the mud covered ground. Blood oozing from his left eye. I promptly knelt down, tears falling from my eyes checking to see if he was still breathing. Right when I bent my head down his eye fainting opened giving me hope that he would survive, but deep in my heart I knew it was unlikely. However I couldn't give up hope now. I gently grabbed him in my arms intending on running to the hospital.

Behind me Kushina clenched my shoulder. I looked at her seeing red rimmed eyes, but what worried me was that in the next minute her eyes turned to slits, the nine tails chakra leaking off of her in waves, hair standing in nine separate sections. Anbu having surrounded us making sure she wouldn't get out of control, if they noticed Kakashi I couldn't tell. Giving my attention back to Kushina, she, in a voice that didn't seem like it was her’s, growled out, “ I’ll Kill Them, I’ll Kill Whoever Did This To Him. ” I couldn't help but nod along. Getting back to kakashi  I used my chakra to enhance my speed running over roofs as fast as I could, hoping kakashi wasn't cold enough to get hypothermia.

Finally reaching the hospital, Kakashi and I were soaked to the bone and covered in mud, the rain having washed away most of the blood. I was thankful enough that a few nurses immediately noticed us and hurriedly grabbed a stretcher, a doctor passing by grabbed him slowly from my arms but efficiently enough where he would then put him on the stretcher. 

“Are you his Parent/Guardian”

“Huh..Oh Um... No I'm his Sensei, '' he wrote in his Doctors Note the information i was giving him and continued asking me questions following speedily behind the stretcher holding kakashi.

“Alright then do you know his Date of Birth or Age.”

“Yes its September 15 and he’s 5 years old,” the doctor paused giving me a look of pity 

“You said you were his sensei correct I can assume he's a shinobi or at least in the academy..Do you happen to know his ninja registration”

“Yes its 009720”

“Alright then that should help with anything else we need to know and please inform his parent/guardian(s) should he/she arrive back from their mission that their son has been admitted here at Konoha Hospital.”

I nodded, allowing the doctor to walk away. I assume he went to get the rest of Kakashi's medical records. As I went over what he had said I froze ...Wait mission,what mission? it took me a second before putting it together. Oh Kami… Sakumo! I eternally panicked because I realized he doesn't know. Oh Kami he's going to kill me, if he isn't trying to already. Wait, does he even know, more than likely knowing kushina she probably scared the Anbu into helping her track down kakashi's attacker,so it's less than likely that one of them would go and check to see that sakumo knows what happened, not wanting to feel her wrath. I checked room 564, it was the room Kakashi was in, it smelt faintly of disinfectant and blood. I knew that he hated the hospital because it was too white and with his keen sense of smell it was overwhelming to him.

I also noticed that they had changed him out of his wet blood soaked clothes into a hospital gown, seeing as his clothes were folded in a pile against the wall. He was covered in a thick blanket up to his nose, where his mask was usually up to, his visible face pale as a sheet. It's this that I saw that truly made me realize his age.

Seeing that he looked in a somewhat stable condition I decided to go notify Sakumo about his condition. Walking out of the building I realized it was raining heavily, I didn’t realize the heavy sound of rain hitting the window in the room. Who knew how much time had passed. Sakumo was more than likely worried. I sprinted through roads dodging civilians left and right, and I finally reached the house. Knocking three times I waited for him to answer, the rain was getting heavier, hearing the sound of thunder and the flash of lightning I decided to turn the knob, hoping he left it unlocked for kakashi to enter. The sounder of the knob creaking relieved me, I entered looking around, seeing nothing. I decided to enter the hallway leading to the other rooms. My clothes clinging to me along with my mud covered shoes made me wince, reaching the end of the hallway was sakumo’s study room, gulping and praying to kami, I opened the door. The smell of blood instantly hit my nose, the sight I saw gave me great sorrow. He was laid on his side, blood surrounding him, his famous tanto next to him. With the amount of blood on the floor it stunk up the whole room, I felt like I was both breathing and drowning in it.

“ Sakumo” was all I said, my throat feeling as if it was clogged. Seeing him made me realize that we could possibly lose two great ninja. I know there wasn't any hope to save Sakumo, and he must've known that, he must've planned on losing large amounts of blood so there wasn't a chance of bringing him back. But I still held out hope that kakashi could be saved. Quickly deciding to gather sakumo up,I held him limply in my arms and laid him down in a separate area of the house. Gathering his blood covered tanto I wiped it clean with a cloth. Finally cleaning the blood covered floor, I visited him in the room I placed him in and prayed to kami that in his next life he wouldn't have to go through the suffering that caused him to be led down this path. 

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Hokage P.O.V

Sighing was all I could do today with the amount of paperwork I was doing. I was too old for this, my hand was cramping up and my back was aching from sitting just at the desk all day. I thought that perhaps now was a good time to retire and let my successor inherit all this ungodly amount of paperwork. Then I can finally rest. I can eat hijiki and sardine fish balls whenever I want. I can even drink and smoke when I want.

/ If one were to look at the current Hokage's face they would see bliss and small amounts of drool from the thoughts going through his head /

/ It quickly went to that of pouting /

But those damn Anbu's won't let me do what I want. Returning back to my paperwork was all that I can do for now.

A slow paced knocking echoed throughout the room , a pale faced Minato came in, eyes red and puffy soaked to the bone. This moment was forever ingrained in my head for I've seen this look thousands of times and I would feel the pain they felt till the day I died but all I could do was move on. Minato finally spoke telling the story of his sense of dread telling him that something was wrong, how he found both Hatake's on the brink of death and how the youngest one was in the hospital injured from an unknown shinobi. Eyes widening at what he said I asked,

"Do you currently know the whereabouts of this shinobi"

"No sir, as of now kushina is currently working in tracking them down"

"This weather, Minato is not likely going to help find the shinobi," sighing "but I can likely help since it saddens me that they would attack a young child even if he was a on his way to becoming a great shinobi"

Before continuing the conversation I brought out the civilian complaints from today finding a specific one that detailed an interaction with Sakumo and a civilian named Kichiro.

But seeing as how this civilian has submitted complaints for even the simplest things and starting fights due to his issue with not keeping his mouth shut, another civilian's words, it could possibly be a lead.

 Handing the file to Minato, “Here, as I was reading the civilian complaints earlier I noticed that one detailed an interaction with Sakumo intentionally releasing his K.I on a civilian."

“While this may or may not help, it would be best if you yourself do not intentionally let you emotions get out of control” getting a nod as confirmation, I knew from the look in his eye it was likely going to happen either way.

 “And do immediately see that Kushina’s emotions do not reach a certain point that she will not be able to return from, it'll only add more problems if the Nine tailed fox were to appear, I can sense its chakra from here and no doubt other chakra sensors as well as the elders can as well.”

“Hai Hokage-sama…. if i may ask would it be alright if an Anbu member were to guard kakashi, there’s very small chance that the shinobi may very well return and fin-

“There is no need to ask Minato. Now see that you bring me the shinobi who did this to one of our most shinobi”

Watching Minato’s use of the Flying Thunder God technique to the nearest seal that he placed, was a reminder that he very well failed his Sensei’s promise to not let children fight in this war or any war. Leaning back with a guilty weight on his shoulders he signaled for an Anbu to appear before him,

“Boar see that you go to the Konoha Hospital and watch over the youngest Hatake, report back to me should anything major happen.”

“Hai’

~Time Skip Few Minutes Later~

Doctors P.O.V

Immediately after the boy was put on the stretcher and rolled to a vacant room, I pulled down his mask noticing that the mask was not only wet with water but blood as well.

The nurses were cutting the shirt open so that they could possibly stop the bleeding. After seeing the wound was when I noticed that he was going paler by the second with his exposed skin looking clammy .

“Grab the hot water and pieces of cloth to clean and disinfect the wound!!” getting no response i looked back seeing that the three nurses had stopped

 “What are you waiting for!”

“Its that he’s-”

 “ He’s what- a child!! Is this the first time you've treated a kid!! if you don't hand me the water and disinfectant before we heal him me may very well die of an infect-”

“HE’S HIS SON!,” one nurse yelled continuing in a much quieter tone “He’s his son, he's the white fangs son”

Both shock and fury filled my body, “Get out.” 

The three nurses stood there doing nothing but looking away, “GET. OUT. OF. THIS. ROOM” 

Watching them walk away filled my body to the core with a burning hatred, never wishing to see the faces of those stupid skanks ever again.

“Here,” surprised by the sudden voice appearance of an Anbu member handing me the necessary items to ensure that I could possible save the child would forever be in my memory 

Steeling myself I got to work dunking the cloth in the hot water and immediately wiping every blood stain that covered the boy's body starting with the gashes. As well as cleaning the left eye with the vertical cut, more than likely it would leave a scar.

“Anbu-san, I may very well lose my license but do you possible now any basic healing techniques ,i need to start immediately with the wound in his chest if not he may just succumb to his death ” 

Looking at the child laying down he rested his hand slightly against his eye before pulling away.

“....Of Course”

Pointing the man to which gashes he could heal, I returned back to the area in which needed my attention most.

~Time Skip Around 10 Minutes Later~

Now that all if not most of the gashes were healed the one thing left to worry about was the wound that went through the chest along with the few broken ribs that he has. The amount of chakra i was using just didn't seem enough to heal it, and the anbu man couldn't help since he wasn't an expertise in these kinds of major wounds

The boy, Kakashi, was faintly breathing at this point, his pulse was faint and we couldn't do a blood transfusion until the wound was fully healed and even then we would have to find the correct donor. That could take days, if not weeks just because of who his father is, it wouldn't matter to them if he was a child.

Grinding my teeth, the thought of the fact that they'd willingly let the child die just because of his relation to that man. I knew that I myself was partial to blaming the continuing war on that man but to blame the sins of the father on his son.... I just couldn't and I don't think I ever could. Not now, Not ever and hopefully not in any lifetime.

“Se..sens..sei”

Head snapping up to see the boy, his eye was slightly open allowing me to see an eye of grey. A wince on his face was either due to his heightened smell or that fact that he could still feel the pain in his eye and chest. Before a word could get out of my mouth the boar faced masked man spoke

“Hatake-san my name is Boar, you are currently in the Konoha Hospital with a fatal wound in your chest along with now healed gashes, Namikaze and Uzumaki-san are currently trying to find the whereabouts of your attacker.”

“If you have any information to add to aide in the capture of the assaulter speak now or do you wish for a scroll and ink” 

About to criticize the man for interrupting and speaking bluntly to the child instead of gently telling him where he was, hatake spoke once again in a raspy tone instead of the usual high squeaky voice of any child his age.

“Ma..n….dr-dru..nk...s-sw..sword…apped..o...b-bac..k,” his body shivering, he coughed hard enough that it shook his whole body.

His next question was what brought tears to my eyes as I both saw and felt his life fading,

“W-whe...re..s my D-D..ad ..I….I.. wan..t.. m-my..D..ad, ” and with that said he took his last breath.

Unknown P.O.V

Today was the day that marked both Sakumo and Kakashi’s death. Few people were in mourning, among the mourners were Hiashi Hyuga, Fugaku Uchiha and Shibi Aburame, the former genin team of one Sakumo Hatake. Minato Namikaze, the former sensei for one Kakashi Hatake, as well as Kushina Uzumaki and the current Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi. The rest were either hidden in the shadows or celebrating the day because the disgraced White Fang and his son had died.

The person who wounded Kakashi, leading to his death was eventually caught and sent to jail along with the civilian who hired him, due to the Anbu Member Boar collecting the remaining amount of  chakra left to slash Kakashi’s eye. The man who was hired was beaten an inch to death, some of his pressure points were closed, he faced his worst nightmare in a genjutsu that felt like eternity to him, along with having insects feeding on what remained of his chakra.

The civilian, Kichiro, was threatened, put under a genjutsu, as well as having insects crawl all over him enough to give him nightmares for years to come.

 All the while a blond haired man watched, occasionally joining in.

 But what they didn’t know was that this was the start of a New Life and Adventure for the two Hatake’s and it was only just the Beginning.

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 Sakumo P.O.V

All he remembered was the flash of lighting and the sound of thunder before collapsing , he knew what he was doing.

He had hoped to remove the disgrace that he felt he was, by doing what the civilians and shinobi alike we're thinking.

He stopped in his thoughts.

It Was Cold.

It was cold enough that it felt unnatural….

Was this how death felt like. The feeling of being surrounded by a void, where the shadows merged on my body.

Looking around he couldn't see any light. He couldn't see anything, not even the hand he brought to his face.…. He was essentially walking like a blind man.

Except this blind man couldn't hear, he couldn't see nor could he smell or touch. Alarms were ringing in his head all his years of training has taught him not to stress when in an unknown situation.

He chose to walk aimlessly in the void.

Was he even walking was he just perhaps thinking that he could and still standing in the same place he was earlier.

Before he could think about that more, the faint if not non-existent sound of a fire crackling and a small light caught his attention.

Pausing for a few minutes, he didn't know if in this void the concept of time was a thing, he decided on walking to where he could possibly find the answer to where he was.

As he was walked towards the light he thought of the following, Wasn't death supposed to be the taking of your senses that life has gifted you.

So why could he see the light getting brighter, why could he hear fire crackling louder the closer he got.

When he finally got close enough to see where the light was coming from he was shocked.

What he thought was just a small fire crackling was in fact a raging miniature sun. It's flames lit up his whole body. He could finally see himself.

What was even more surprising was that he could feel and practically taste the heat that surrounded him.

Why was he feeling all of this…..wasn't he dead, were you not supposed to lose the gifts that life had given to you. 

"Dad!!"

"Dad?" 

Was he just imagining Kakashi's voice or was he actually here. Turning around in both hope, dread and anger he saw him. The shadows surrounding him slowly disappeared as he got closer.

Does this mean he wasn't dead? Were we both dead? Did he find me?Why is he here? Who did this? What happened? 

"Dad are you alright?"

"...Yeah," sighing clearing my previous thoughts by putting my hand to my head. I asked,

"Kakashi how are you here"

"How are you here"

Rubbing the back of my neck I answered, "I asked you first but if you must know, Uhh....I was doing a ritual when I suddenly appeared here"

"Ritual what kind of ritual"

Deciding to go along with what I said I stated, "The kind that our ancestors would once to do for Honor to be brought to our family"

"I've never heard or read of a ritual that would bring honor to our family. What reason would we possibly need honor for?"

The amount of guilt I felt for not telling him the truth was practically nothing. His whole life as a Shinobi he was taught to lie, to spin a web full of deceit, one that would never be found out.

But this time he wasn't lying for the sake of a mission he was telling the truth…. just not the full story.

"Does this have to do with your mission?"

Freezing for a second, I knelt down to my five year old son so small for his age

"What mission, I've had a lot of missions this past year"

"The one that has to do with your teammates... The one that caused a man to call you a disgrace and possibly the reason why civilians were staring at me"

Ohh how was he going to get out of this one.

"Uhhh...well it wouldn't be the first time I was called a disgrace after all people have their own opinions. For example I was once offered to join Kumo by multiple Shinobi allied with them but I declined since I was still loyal to the leaf village because of that I was called a disgrace upon my Shinobi ancestors that once originated from Kumo"

"We're descended from Shinobi from Kumo"

"Yup as well as the Land of Iron where Samurai are still used today. It's the reason why we hatake's are known to have a natural affinity to lightning and are naturals when using different types of swords"

"Now then you never answered me on how you are here"

"Papa I don't think we're alive anymore, I think we're dead"

Papa he's never called me that before only when he used to consider him a child himself in his eyes why is he calling me this now.

"What makes you think that Kashi"

Please. Please let him be wrong.

"There was a man that had attacked me asking if I was your son on my way home. I tried fighting him but in the end I didn't couldn't do it." 

He looked down before he continued once again," The last thing I remember was waking in the hospital with a doctor and a mask Shinobi, my body was aching as if I had trained for hours and my eye hurt so bad that I couldn't open it and I still can't now."

It was then that I realized that he had kept his left eye closed for the entire conversation.

"You mean that a man attacked you on your way home" 

Grinding my teeth "Did he do this to you is he the reason you were in the hospital"

The amount of rage I was feeling was perhaps the most I ever felt in my life.

I felt as if lava was boiling under my skin waiting to erupt. And the only way to release this lava was for me to have the Head of the man who did this to my son.

It felt like he had the strength to rip the spine of a man with my bare hands with anger alone. 

"I think I know how I died, it was possibly from both chakra exhaustion and blood loss but I don't know about you," he said in a voice that showed he was trying to keep his emotions back

 Immediately I started hugging him.

It was then I realized it truly wasn't part of my imagination, he was really here.

I said it was going to be alright and I  apologized for not protecting him in a time of need and that I should have gone to pick him up myself, but now to distract him from the situation we were in at least I told he that we can go see his mom now.

 His eye crinkled as he smiled beneath the mask that hid his to young of a face he said, "Yeah let's go met her"

It was then that we noticed that the miniature sun was getting larger and hotter by the second.

 Then finally in a shockwave that released a great amount of light appeared the shadow of a man.

Though the light had blinded him the man was not a normal looking man, if it was even a man, whoever they were looked as if they had horns.

Ones that he has never seen on any other Shinobi or Shinobi Clan.

 As his eyes adjusted to the light he finally noticed that the shadow was in fact floating.

Then the shadow finally took appearance.

It was a tall and pale-skinned man, who had  deep wrinkles. It had spiky, shoulder length, pale brown hair, with a chin length, braided lock hanging by his left ear. It sported a goatee, with its length reaching down to his waist.

The pair of horn-like protrusions he noticed earlier extend from either side of his forehead. It had a Sharingan like marking in the centre of it's forehead. It's two other eyes were purple with ripple like markings on each one. 

It wore a white, full-length kimono with a pattern of six black magatama. On its neck  was a necklace made up of six black magatama.

And while it's eyes were nothing like he's seen before, he recognized the wisdom that it held.

Kakashi’s P.O.V

He didn't know what had happened, he woke up in a void like area surrounded by shadows, cold. His left eye still throbbing he couldn't open it, he wouldn't try either something told him not to open it. He didn't know what but with the amount of pain he felt now convinced him that he shouldn't. The only thing that comforted him was the mask he still had on.

He knew that he couldn't stay still in this void, he would have to get moving to analyze the situation that he was in. No matter how small or young he was he knew that getting a view of the area could help him in a way. 

He walked in the straight path hoping to find any clue as to were he was. As he walked further he saw a light and while it wasn't as bright now who knew if it were bigger or maybe someone was even there.

Rushing to were he thought it was, he finally reached his destination. 

As he got closer he noticed that someone or something was indeed there. From what he could tell just by the shadow, they were taller than him, so a teen or adult.

Did he know this person? Reaching towards where he could finally see the shadow in all it's glory. 

He recognized the hair of his father, he felt happy he wasn't alone.

He paused in his sprint thinking to himself, slightly guilty, he knew he died how could he not. He was smarter than the average Shinobi it was the reason he was labeled a genius, it why he had graduated early. 

But was his dad a figment of his imagination, to cope with the fact that he didn't see his father on his own death bed. He may be a genius but even he had a limit, he didn't like to admit that but he did.

He was five for kami's sake what average five year old wouldn't be sad that they couldn't see there parents again.

Eye narrowing he decided a plan to see if it was truly him.

So he decided to call him out.

(Possible Imagination of Dad) turned around.

Walking closer to him he noticed there was a look in his eye he couldn't describe.

So he asked him questions in hopes that it really was him, How was he here? What ritual was he doing that would bring honor to our family? Was it somehow connected to his previous mission?

He got the answers to his questions while also learning more about their heritage.

Learning that it wasn't the first time he was called a disgrace.

Answering back to his questions, he told him that we were dead. He wanted to see his reaction to this, he had tensed up.

So he proceeded to tell him the story of how he died. He reacted by kneeling infront of me, hugging and apologizing for not being there. This confirmed that it really was my dad otherwise I wouldn't feel the hug if it was just a figment of his imagination

If this really was his dad, How did he end up here? Just what exactly did the ritual do? Did the ritual cause his death?

Did he die before him or was it vise versa?

After awhile we began to notice that the minituraised sun was expanding. Light shot out of it, blinding us in place.

As the light faded an elderly man appeared before us with three eyes and two horns.

"Stay behind me"

Staying silent standing behind my father I looked at the three eyed man.

He looked back at me and he spoke.

"Such a shame that you've died, I've never been a fan of young children dying," stroking the goatee that he had he continued, "You had so much potential in your life Kakashi Hatake yet fate was so cruel."

The faint sound of growling coming from my dad was the reason I asked the following question.

"Who are you"

"You may know me as the Sage of the Six Paths"

"The Sage of the Six Paths is a myth told to children as a bedtime story, but even then only the older generations know the story."

"Well he's here and he's staring at us, so I don't think he is a myth"

Looking back at the Sage he wondered what he wanted. What reason could he possibly have to appearin front of us?

And so I asked.

"Why are you here"

"As I said earlier I'm not particularly fond of children dying, especially ones that had a major potential."

The man in question once again stroked the goatee and straightened his back, he floated there for what seemed like a few seconds before he spoke again.

"I may not have as much power or chakra as I did when I was younger, I myself am long dead, but death is just the beginning."

"So I will give you two choices, the first option is, You both can pass peacefully. The second option, You may be placed in a new world."

"Don't you mean reborn."

The sound of growling above me reminded me that my dad was still there. The growling went ignored by the Sage as he continued.

"No, I mean placed. If you choose the second option your body will automatically adapt to the change in that world. You will still have your chakra. It is a part of you but it will possibly have an effect on you. Good or Bad I don't know."

I thought of the two choices he gave. Would this apply to dad to or was it just me? Did I really want to stay dead or Do I want to see what the New World holds? What will it have? Is it different from ours or somewhat similar?

Deciding after awhile I chose what I wanted my answer to be, I didn't exactly want to die just yet and I couldn't help but think what the world could offer.

So I answered him back, "Will my dad be able to come with me."

He paused with a thoughtful look in his eye head tilted his head to the right.

"Hmmm, I believe I could spare the energy to send him as well"

"Then I choose Option 2"

"I see...then before you go, I will give a gift similar to what should have been your's"

...What should have been mine?

Sakumo P.O.V

Throughout the entire conversation my son had, with the so called Sage of Six Paths, I was ignored. It didn't matter that I was standing in between them.

It wasn't the best feeling, I didn't have a say in the matter of whether or not we should go to the new world or to peacefully pass on. 

And from what I could tell it was just only offered to Kakashi.

He really wasn't expecting the answer he gave the sage. He was my son yes, but that didn't mean he'd know what he was thinking at every given moment.

His son a genius yes, and he understood that most prodigies tended to have a thirst for knowledge, more so than the average person it was practically a known fact. 

There were still rumors that the Nidaime would often perform experiments on bodies of dead Shinobi just to sate his curiosity of whether or not he could bring them back.

But did he really want to be in an unknown world with no clue as to how it worked.

The amount of stress his five year old son was giving him was enough to make him go bald.

Turning back to the situation at hand the sound of muttering reached his ears. The Sage was muttering an older language of what we spoke now.

When he finished speaking there appeared a light beneath us. Looking down a giant seal had surrounded us.

"Before the seal is finished all I can you tell you is that your heading to a place called Hueco Mundo otherwise known as the Hollow World. It is neither the Purelands or the Unholylands but simply between."

"Now then, there are certain requirements that you must fulfil in order for your son to manifest."

Manifest? Looking down to were Kashi stood....He was gone. Panicked he couldn't think straight. His was son gone from right behind him and he didn't notice.

Did it trick him into believing I was going with him?!?! He was prepared to attack the man in the next second.

"Do not misunderstand, you are to be with him as well, but like I said you must fulfil the requirements."

"What requirements could I possibly fulfil just for him to manifest!! He's gone!!"

"He is not gone. You must listen to me the seal is about to finish there are requirements that you must do in order to bring back your son. It could take an unknown amount of time to meet these requirements, but it all depends on how you succeed doing these tasks."

"Fine then what do I need to do"

There is no order to these, the tasks are of the following...."

Memorizing the list he gave me lined up the the final moment the seal finished.

It was now my turn to to go.

The seal glowed brighter and brighter before suddenly my body felt as if it was floating, and as quick as it happened I was plunged into darkness, with only a dull light guiding me.

Chapter Text

Aizen P.O.V

Today seemed to be quite an eventful start of the day.

The hogyoku has been acting, abnormal today. Pondering as to the cause of it abnormality, the sensation of two presences behind halted me...for the time being.

Turning around to face the occupents before me, there stood the two Commanders of the Arrancar Army, Gin Ichimaru and Kaname Tosen. Former Captains for the Third and Ninth Division.

"Ohh~ my, to think you're still here ~"

"Is there something wrong Lord Aizen"

"There is nothing wrong but it seems the hogyoku has behaving abnormally since the start of today"

Gin and Kaname walked closer getting a closer look.

"Hmm maybe it just don't like your face" 

"......"

Perhaps the look of annoyance and threat of something happening appeared in his eyes for he answered,

"Such a mean look in your eyes"

"Lord Aizen do know what's causing the reason of it abnormality"

"I plan on monitoring it closely in hopes that it...."

 The spike in reistu from the hogyoku alerted us. The sudden bright glow it illuminated was blinding, when from its glow came out three small strings of reistu.

Reaching out it latched to us greedily taking our own reistu

"My my my, it didn't even ask~"

Perhaps he should have Gin clean the entirety of Las Noches

Curious as it's action we silently watched as more and more reistu was stolen from us.

When done the strings retreated back, the reistu it had stolen pulsed and combined together in the hogyoku, constantly shifting, pulsing with power.

"Is it perhaps possible that the hogyoku taking reistu is a sign of someone's desires manifesting"

"Wer' just goin' to have to wait aren't we"

~Few days later~

The analyzation of the hogyoku has not revealed anything as of yet, but a theory has come to mind, the decision to call a meeting among the espada was decided.

"Menoly, Loly notify Gin and Kaname to report to here"

"Yes Aizen-sama"

After a minute Kaname was first to come, "Notify the Espada to gather at Throne Room 1, Gin will help notify the Fracciónes once here ." A nod of confirmation was all before the leaving of Kaname and the appearance of Gin.

"Oops~ looks like I missed everything. ByeBye Now~"

He stopped him before he could shunpo away, "Not so fast Gin the "accidental" lateness will not work, You will help notify the Espada that there is to be a meeting as well as the Fracciónes"

"Boo~"

~Few Minutes Later~

"Is something wrong Lord Aizen."

"No nothing is wrong this is just a mere formality I called you all you hear to ask of anyone of you has a wish"

The murmurs of those below him reached his ears, the repeating of the word wish was met with weariness.

"What the hell do you mean by a wish!! You-"

Before he had the chance to finish Kaname held his zanpakuto to the center of his neck "Nnoritra do not be disrespectful to Lord Aizen."

"Huhhh!!"

Before any of the Espada, Fracciónes or Nnoritra and Kaname could react he released some of his own reistu.

"The only reason I ask is because perhaps I'll be willing to make it true."

"tch"

"Now then, do not argue while I'm talking," perhaps now they can understand the consequences they'd face for talking back to me.

~Before Meeting~

??? P.O.V

He was feeling.. Sad.

It's been long since he has met that man. He has waited days, weeks, months and year's for him to awaken.

The anger he felt that day was perhaps his worst, the white sands of Hueco Mundo stained with both the blood and reistu of hollows, as well as his own, was forever carved in his skull. A man he considered a friend, the word left a taste in his mouth as if it was unused to the feel of it, attacked all that were near him.

He waited and waited and waited for his General....

Perhaps he should check, he felt it would be long before he heard his howl again. A howl so full of emotion, unheard of from hollows, when his jewel had cracked. A howl the man himself had said would be the sign of him coming back. A howl that would forever be known to him as the day he both met and watched his general leave.

Sleeping to gather strength, waiting for the day his jewel could be fixed.

He had to follow the rules.

If it weren't for him perhaps he wouldn't be King. No. He was King long before he met that man. 

That Damn White Fang!! What is the reason for feeling these emotions!! He is a hollow, a race of creatures born from Human souls, he had no heart!!!

It was moments like these that he wished he could see the moon, but instead there was that idiotic dome the shinigami had put.

~Present Time Aizen P.O.V~ 

None had come forward, I was wrong the hogyoku's collecting of our reistu was bizarre yes, but I had reasons to believe that it was due to the proximity of it.

No.

Was it perhaps evolving itself? Or is there a different reason? 

The silent thought was arrupted when it caught his eye.

He believed the reistu would have been absorbed by now but instead it continuously pulsed and shifted inside. 

Until finally it stopped, shaking in place. He watched with skeptical wide eyes as it broke free, landing will a sharp clink,  rolling and rolling until it stopped.

Was it perhaps intending on leading me to were it's needed. It certainly peeked my interest. 

Menoly, Loly notify Gin and Kaname to come here as well as any available Espada Immediately. 

Yes Aizen-sama!!