Naruto: Chronicles of A Fire Ninja

Before the jonin leader of the team could decide anything, the boy in front of them placed his hand in front of his right eye and said:

"Takamagahara no Shihai."

As soon as those words left his mouth, an area of 10-meter radius suddenly lost all of its color. Even though it was already night and there wasn't much color in the first place, for the ninja present there, the difference was stark.

The sand, the rocks, clothes of their allies and even their own, and last but not least, the darkness—all of it had lost color. At that time, the experienced ninja from the group finally understood what they were facing: an Uchiha with a higher level of Sharingan than 3 tomoe Sharingan.

The jonin leader wanted to shout, to give orders of retreat, to run, to go back, but then another thing became apparent to him—he couldn't move. And he wasn't the only one with such thoughts. By now, every one of them had tried to do anything, from trying to turn to their leader for orders to trying to form hand signs to attack the enemy, only to come to the realization that they couldn't do anything.

The jonin among them started to use his chakra to move forcefully, to break through this cursed state with force, but before he could even use enough chakra to empower his body, the boy appeared in front of him. The movement was so fast that it almost looked like teleportation, but he knew it was just pure speed if the trail behind was any indication.

The jonin leader knew his time had come. In the last seconds of his life, the only regret in his mind was coming here. He should have just gone back when there were cries sounding in the desert—it was an obvious trap. But being overconfident in their numbers, he had taken an unnecessary risk, a risk that was totally worthless and would now be the reason for his death.

But still, he kept looking into the eyes of the boy, showing that he was not afraid of death at all.

"It's a good thing you are stubbornly looking in my eyes. I can read your memories easily now," the boy said.

Hearing that, the jonin cursed his stupidity and quickly tried to close his eyes, but suddenly the power which was stopping their movements somehow was now focused on him, making even closing his eyes impossible.

The boy in front of him smirked, and then he felt chakra invading his brain, but there was nothing he could do now. Within seconds, the boy was finished and moved the blade in his hand in an upward arc, bisecting the jonin leader in two equal parts.

"YOU FUCKER!" the second jonin of the team shouted, the only other person who had a chance of moving in the field. Even though before moving even a little was impossible, when the power was focused on the leader, he tried his best and took out explosion tags from his pocket.

Even though he couldn't throw them, there was no need for it—since he was sure he was going to die, there was only one intention left in his mind:

'Take the enemy with him.' When others saw the explosion tags in the jonin's hand, they were afraid. They knew what it would mean if he ignited those now—since they couldn't use any jutsu nor move, they would be blown to smithereens. But that fear was soon overtaken by resolve.

Seeing their leader dead, they knew they had no chance of surviving, but this way they would get their revenge with death along with removing a potential threat to the village. Seeing this, the other three special jonin also did their best and took out their explosion tags as well.

All of this happened in mere 15 seconds, a time so insignificant in the life of a person, but it was the time 9 ninja had made up their minds to die for their village. All four of them exchanged glances, affirming each other's actions before they ignited all of the explosion tags.

"Wow, you guys really want to kill me, huh! Well, you're just following orders, not like we're enemies, but let me make it clear," the boy said, and in the next second, wind blades formed around the explosion tags, bisecting them along with the hands of the ninja holding them.

And they couldn't even scream because they couldn't move even a muscle in their body inside the domain they were in. But the pain they felt was nothing in comparison to the helplessness they were feeling.

They were ready to die, ready to sacrifice their lives for their village, but the enemy in front of them was way too strong for them to have even a chance against him. They were now just lambs in front of a slaughterer, waiting to be slaughtered.

...

Kaida looked toward the nine remaining ninja inside his domain. When their last attack failed, they lost all hope, waiting to die. Seeing them like this, and giving a cursory glance to their recent memories, Kaida lost all will to torture them as even though it was them who had killed people, it was just because they were following orders—all but one person who thoroughly enjoyed killing ninja, especially young ones, because they were more talented than him.

Kaida raised his sword once again and appeared behind the ninja. Behind him, seven heads fell from their bodies. At that time, the domain had been active for more than 75 seconds. Kaida's eyes spun once again, and the domain faded as color returned to the world for the two remaining ninja.

Well, only one of them could see the color as the second was already in a genjutsu, suffering through what one could consider 'hell.'

"What do you want with me?" the only remaining ninja, a chunin who was Fumio's student, asked while still alive.

"You didn't kill any ninja, even when you had a chance. Why?" Kaida asked.

"..."

"There is no need for you to answer," Kaida said, and in the next second his sword moved one more time. The chunin tried to block the sword with his kunai, but it was slashed along with his arm, which was not only slashed but also burned, which stopped the blood from flowing out—though it was the last of his worries as he now felt why they were hearing such loud screams when they came here.

But then something unusual happened: Kaida's hand glowed green, and within seconds, the pain that the boy was feeling vanished.

"You will not be able to be a ninja anymore, but you will live. Go and find yourself something better to do," Kaida said.

The chunin was dumbfounded at that, not knowing what he should do now.

"Oh! Also, please pass a message of mine to your superiors. Tell them to inform their Kages they have just made their worst enemy.

 And they could count their days on hand. Soon there will be only three great ninja villages remaining in this world, and this is a promise of Kaida Uchiha." Kaida's face was still expressionless when he said these words.

Even though no emotion could be seen on his face, the chunin felt an immense amount of anger hidden behind each of those words.

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