The red feast: aftermath

alternative title: (being) supper for a demon

or: the next course

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The invasion came to a gridlock as Konohas Sandaime Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, died at the hands of his former student and "Otokage" Orochimaru of the Sannin, who fled shortly afterwards. The Oto-nin continued to attack because they still had some of the prepared snake-summons and out of fear of their master, but the Suna-nin held a little more back, because of the unknown whereabouts of their Kazekage, fearing him captured by Konoha.

The two forces hid themselves in the woods surrounding Konoha, making the name-givers and trusted friends a veritable deathtrap for every incautious shinobi.

Even the arrival of Lord Jiraya of the Sannin couldn't change the cards to Konohas favour and raise them out of their shock as they were hit hard and not only lost their Hokage, many friends and comrades, but the civilian Butcher's Bill was equal horrifying.

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It was at the hour of the tiger (3 p.m.) that there was a mysterious light from deep in the woods from the direction of Konohas enemies, a fire red-yellow shine lightening the underside of the deep hanging clouds and strange gusts of wind.

Feeling that nothing good will come out of this, Lord Jiraya ordered all men to man the wall.

What came then was a shock for the defenders. The enemy attack was as disorganized as they come, most enemies disregarding every decent sense of self-preservation, running right into kunai- and jutsu-volleys like they had a death wish.

But they weren't attacking. They where fleeing.

The few prisoners they apprehended alive where Oto-nin, the big bulk of the Suna-nin left them before "IT" came, the few staying had personal reasons.

Only some where still useful for interrogation. They spilled the beans right away. Information for security.

And even then they only spoke of "IT", not even giving it a name. Seasoned cutthroats with eyes darting into every shadow like frightened children.

They spoke of a horror in the woods, a glowing red demon...

They told stories about a red...

thing, a blur, a...

flash...

Humanoid, but...

...untouchable...

...invincible...

...not senseable...

...it even took Jonin, grown men...

...right from their midst...

...and women.

They found some remains. They heard...

...they heard screams.

Terrible screams...

...often last words of...

...cries...

...of being...

...eaten alive.

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Coming sunrise the bodies of some of the last attackers indeed had wounds not normally found on humans, even whole arms ripped of, and bite marks, not as deep as found on others, like, as if tasting. Ironically it was one of the Inuzuka who said that it looked more like some rabid animal did it. Rather ironic thought the bystanders, as the Inuzuka used a rather brutal combat style themselves.

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By then the stories already spread, stories of a legend, a dark legend, the legend of a demon stalking. A stalker in the woods. A monster.

Some called it 'Kyuubis revenge', others even 'the Yondaimes pet', as bad nicknames were given to everything.

Some few called it 'Sentinel', if properly... mollified, because without it, Konoha may have fallen.

It where only myths, tales from a friend of a friend, more fiction than fact, but within the week it was all over the elemental countries.

The stories of the Konohagakure-no-oni.


Originally I would close this story with that and/or starting the next shorts arc, going more and more into Narutos head, and the hows and the whos and whatchamcallits, and some surprises, but life ain't fair and I have to play the song of my people to get money to eat and pay a lot of bills.

At least I wish it where music, instead it back-breaking work, oh joy.

So, leave some nice words for me and I see what I can do. Flames will be used to cut my heating bill.

On a little side note: At first I wanted to do it as a two-parter ending with the Bawara scene. By my imagination yelled "Onward to wenches, gold, rum and plunder yar filthy land-lubbers." and laughed throaty.

I have a Potter/PotC crossover lying around here somewhere, too, just needs some finishing touches here and there, it's in the style of my Naruto/Star Wars one-shot. I call'em my Introductors.

As for disclaimer? Motherfuckin' Kishi-moto owns not only Naruto, but the fans too. Goddamn Troll that he is. I hope someone pissed in his coffee every morning.