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[3rd person pov]
Tatsuya's mind was a jumbled mess of panic and confusion. His thoughts swirled with questions, first starting with the mysterious appearance of the Jougan, a dojutsu he knew specifically nothing about other than it being called eye of destiny.
What were the odds that he possessed it? And then, out of nowhere, Kawarma and Itama showed up, claiming to be his siblings in this bizarre new reality. It all felt too forced, like a cheap plot twist.
'What the hell is happening?'Tatsuya's inner monologue was laced with frustration and confusion. Was this even the Naruto world he thought he knew?
Kawarma and Itama had played a significant role in the original series, serving as a motivation for Hashirama to establish the Leaf Village due to their deaths by the hands of Uchihas serving as necessary sacrifices.
And then, there was the Jougan - a dojutsu that Boruto, the crybaby, had possessed in the original timeline. It was definitely due to his parents strong genes.
Jougan was the result of Kurama and Naruto's yang chakra fusion, combined with Hinata's byakugan pure Otsutsuki chakra. But here, Tatsuya was left wondering, How the fuck did he end up with the Jougan?.
The yang chakra part made sense, given his Senju and Uzumaki heritage, but the yin chakra, tied to the purity of the Hamura Otsutsuki's Hyuga bloodline, was completely absent from his known family line.
Tatsuya's mind reeled, struggling to make sense of these inexplicable events. 'Just what the actual fuck is going on today?'
Aina's voice broke the silence, filled with warmth and reassurance. "Why are you thinking too much, Tatsuya? Don't worry, I'll protect you from those Uchihas."
Her words were meant to comfort her son, who seemed lost in thought after hearing the news from the scroll.
Tatsuya snapped out of his daze, his eyes locking onto his mother's with an intense, piercing blue light. "No, Mom, it will be me who will protect you," he declared, his small chest puffed out in determination.
Aina was taken aback by the sudden change in Tatsuya's demeanor, her eyes widening in surprise.
A smirk slowly spread across her face as she dropped the scroll, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
With a playful giggle, she tackled her son, ruffling his spiky red hair with one hand while tickling his stomach with the other. "Hmm, my baby thinks that now he has opened his chakra pathways, awakened a new kekkei genkai, and gained the Kagura Mind's Eye, he's strong enough to protect me?" She teased, her voice filled with playful sarcasm.
Tatsuya's face scrunched up in laughter as he tried to squirm away from his mother's tickling fingers. "No, don't do that! No! Noooo!....Hahaha.ha...no stop. Haha" .
His loud, infectious laughter echoed through the room as Aina continued to ruffle him up, squeezing him in a tight, loving hug.
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[In dense Forest ]
Huff...
Huff...
Huff..
Drip.. Drip.. Drip
In the dense forest, a small figure stood panting,trying to grasp for breath, about 140 cm tall, his hands clenched around the tanto with blood dripping from its hilt.
The surrounding grounds were littered with bodies, some missing hands or legs, which lay severed.
Blood soaked the ground, turning the air a reddish hue. The figure's armor bore a horizontal double headed trident-like symbol, clearly indicating his Senju lineage.
Near a tree, a person shook, their body transforming into a log as they tried to blend in.
In his hand, a dagger-shaped sharp weapon gleamed, clearly conducting chakra to enhance its sharpness.
Walking towards the white-haired boy, who was covered in blood and had trinkets scattered across his face, the person spoke, "No wonder they spoke so highly of you Senju brothers... You both are monsters for your age."
His steps were slow and deliberate, resounding as he stepped on the blood of his fallen comrades – or rather, tools – which he had used to lure and weaken the younger Senju boy.
Tobirama was too tired to respond to the enemy's sarcastic tone. Vapors evaporated from his body as he continued panting, his chakra reserves depleted long ago.
At just eight and a half years old, he was fueled by rage upon learning of his uncle's murder at the hands of the naturally EVIL UCHIHAS.
He wasn't stationed near the Uchiha battlefield but rather near the land of earth, where some days ago,the Kaminari clan had attacked Senju ninjas who were patrolling the borders.
Alongside his brother, he had been stationed to this battlefield under two A-rank Senju ninjas, including one of the Senju elders.
Upon learning the news of the death of his uncle, he had been unable to control his growing anger and ventured out deep into the woods without informing anyone.
It was just his shitty luck that now he was standing at the door of death, all because he thought that these +d rank ninjas were mere canon fodder spent to spy on their base.
And truthfully they were canon fodder, but just that the lives of these canon fodder came with an experience price....
A shinobi of rank +C. He had been tricked and now their was only a few metres between him and the green haired shinobi's gleaming dagger.
[An :- +C indicates elite chunin level]
Tap... Tap .... Tap . His footsteps echoed.
The green-haired shinobi, a +C rank, sneered at Tobirama. "I really do find you unlucky... Honestly, this trap was set up for your older brother, but who knew we'd catch an unexpected fish? A valuable fish, nonetheless... Haha."
The shinobi's footsteps echoed through the forest as he closed in on Tobirama.
Tobirama's desperation was palpable as he tried to move, his body screaming in exhaustion.
Suddenly, a silhouette appeared behind him, and a silver light gleamed in the darkness.
A chakra-coated dagger hurtled towards his neck, and Tobirama's instincts kicked in. He barely reacted, a few strands of his hair cut down as a small gash appeared on his forehead, blood oozing out.
Tobirama ducked the strike and jumped backward, squeezing out every last bit of strength left in his body. The green-haired shinobi sneered, lunging forward with murderous intent.
The air seemed to thicken with tension as Tobirama raised his tanto, knowing it was a futile attempt to counter the oncoming attack.
The chakra-enforced dagger connected with his tanto, breaking it into pieces and sending Tobirama flying backward. He struck a hard tree, his vision blurring.
The green-haired shinobi muttered, "Cockroach," his voice dripping with disdain. With a flick of his wrist, he prepared to deliver the finishing blow, finally using 50% of his strength to end the Senju boy's life once and for all.
Brother Hashirama, little Tatsuya... it seems I'll be the first one to go to the afterlife among us,' Tobirama thought, his mind racing with despair. "I hope you don't join me soon..." .
His thoughts were cut short by a loud boom, followed by a deep anguish of pain. "Arghhh!" Tobirama's red eyes flickered, which had earlier dimmed due to his acceptance of death.
Standing before him was a boy of 10 years, his black hair swaying in the wind. The symbol of Senju, a horizontal double-sided trident, was emblazoned on his red armor.
Hashirama's worried gaze met Tobirama's, and he spoke,
"You don't seem to be in good condition, Tobirama."
Without waiting for a response, he turned his attention to the perpetrator, who had nearly killed his brother.
The green-haired shinobi stood up, struggling to cope with the pain caused by Hashirama's kick. There was no doubt about it – this boy was a monster.
Hashirama Senju, the eldest son of the Senju clan leader, was rumored to be one of the two monsters of the future warring states, alongside Madara Uchiha, the young clan leader of the Uchiha clan.
[A/n :- Originally Madara was a year or two younger than Hashirama, but in this fic i have made them of same age]
The green-haired shinobi spoke condescendingly, "It's better to nip a ninja with such potential in its budding stage.Previously, I was quite embarrassed when I was ordered to kill the young Senju brothers. But now I know this mission is for the best of the ninja world."
His words dripped with malice, and his eyes gleamed with a sinister intensity.
"Ahh, do enemy ninjas really talk that much?" Hashirama genuinely expressed his surprise, seeing that the green-haired guy was talking so much.
However, he didn't know that this comment came out as sarcasm, further angering the green-haired +C rank ninja.
Immediately, Hashirama's senses flared, his instincts warning him of the upcoming instantaneous danger. He lunged upwards, quickly positioning his knees up to his chest.
The place where his lower body had been was sliced, as the sound of something cutting through the air came. The dagger passed harmlessly, slicing through the wind just beneath him.
At that very moment, Hashirama twisted in the air and launched a downward kick with all his strength, spinning with the momentum of his katana and aiming at the shinobi's head.
Immediately, he backed off, his figure flashing backward, as his gleaming dagger, which had missed its target, tilted upwards, facing directly towards the incoming kick.
Along with that, the shinobi twisted his hips, gathering strength in his fists by the momentum built up in his upper body, directly aiming towards Hashirama's groin.
Hashirama couldn't stop his kick since he had already put all his strength into it, and further movement in the air was not possible for him.
But seeing a fist coming swiftly towards him, his mind flashed a curse, "Disgusting Ninja".
Without further ado, Hashirama gave up on retracting his right leg, as again he moved his body, this time his left leg directly countering the enemy's fist with his exposed knees.
Boom!
A thundering voice resounded, as a sound of someone's bones breaking could be heard.
Crunch, crunch.
Dust arose from the ground as Hashirama's body collided with the ground.
Boom !! boom!!
Tobirama, who was the sole spectator, saw with his eyes wide open as the dust cleared.
His brother Hashirama was neither injured nor exhausted by the sudden intense movement, though blood could be seen seeping out of his left leg.
In the mid crater that had been formed, stood the green-haired shinobi. His dagger, which was conducting chakra, was BROKEN??? WHAT? And his other hand, which he had used to punch, was also bleeding. Looking at the twist near the wrist, it was BROKEN??
'Does brother eat different food than me? Otherwise, how the heck is he able to shatter a chakra-conducting sword and a +C rank ninja wrist who was definitely 6-7 years older than him?' Tobirama thought.
Without giving the opponent any leeway, Hashirama moved again with extreme speed, his starting footing shattering the ground underneath.
"Don't underestimate me, you damn brat!!" The green-haired ninja screamed, as he tried to cope with his injuries.
Immediately, he started to weave one-handed seals, as chakra gathered in his mouth.
Water Release: Wild Water Wave.
Water spewed out from his mouth, in the form of a gushing waterfall, aiming directly towards Hashirama, who had already closed almost all the distance.
"Hii" A smirk formed on Hashirama's lips as, without any effort, his body vanished as soon as it came into contact with the jutsu.
In its place, a log appeared, getting broken into splinters due to the direct onslaught of a C-rank ninjutsu.
But the green-haired shinobi was too stressed to care about the power of his ninjutsu, as his body became tense.
A thought crossed his mind, 'When had that brat formed seals for the substitution technique?' When a voice appeared behind him, making a chill run through his spine.
"It was just after our collision, when the dust had risen," Hashirama answered as if reading the enemy's mind. Hashirama moved his leg in a frontal assault while speaking, as his foot connected with the ninja's back.
A crunching sound resounded again throughout the woods as his spine got crushed.
He flew across the field, directly slamming into a tree, a loud groan accompanying him.
"Arghhhhh" He screamed, as tears and snot came to his eyes and nose, respectively. He coughed out blood, no words escaping from his mouth.
His dimming eyes locked into the black-haired boy walking towards him, as his own eyes closed, losing consciousness unable to take any further hits.
"Huhh?? Did he die just from that... Are C rank ninjas so weak?" Hashirama complained, looking at the slumped figure of the green-haired ninja.
Tobirama rolled his eyes, listening to his brother complaining. ' No it's just you who is a monster brother ' he thought, not at all considering to say this aloud.
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[A/n :- Tatsuya is still only five years old and I was itching to write a fighting scene where gore is involved, that's why I wrote this chapter involving Hashirama and Tobirama]
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