Ashura Uzumaki

"Weak ! You are WEAK !! And you cower behind a barrier ?!! How the mighty have fallen. The last heir to Uzushiogakure unable to make a last stand." The Raikage spat on the floor, near the dead body of my father.

All around me, I see dead bodies of my familly. My brothers, my sisters, my uncles and aunt's, grandpa's and ma's. All just DEAD. And surrounding me, standing over their corpses, the invader.

"The Barrier can even protect the boy from my Dust Release. How interesting. Let's pilage what we can and-" Abruptly interrupted, Onoki looked up to see a cloud of gaz quickly escaping the dead bodies of every Uzumaki.

"I curse you Kages of the world, Kiri, Kumo and Iwa shall all perish during your lives. Your dreams of prosperity shall disapear in the dust you like so much, Onoki. And my soul willl be looking from beyond the veil." With solemnity unbefitting a four years old, I took a fallen kunai and cut myself. Using my blood as ink I draw one of the variant of the Shiki Fûjin on my palm and flared my chakra.

Then immense pain assaulted me as my very Soul was extracted. In exchange, the gazes around started chasing and killing every Shinobi I considered an enemy. And in the brief instant before I lost my soul, where I saw the 4 of the Seven Sword of the Mist die alongside, easily 150 chunins and jonins, I smiled, content with the outcome.

I fell on my back, and expired my last breath.

*****

3rd P.O.V

The last Uzumaki had expired as all the shinobis around fled for their skin. With the death of it's host, the cloud became much more violent and vindicative, dispersing itself to be undetectable just to reappear in the lungs of its victims. Wind release wasn't able to protect the Shinobis as the cloud just passed through the jutsus. Everything attempted failed. Be it the Dust release or the Lightning Amor of the Raikage, they all failed to repel the attack. The Raikage was smashed through the island by the whip-shaped cloud before making a full stop and spat some blood.

While everybody was dodging and running they didn't see a part of the cloud envelopping the corpses of the Uzumaki and destroying them.

"Shit !! To the boats !" Unwilling to fight something unkown, especially after the whole week spent eradicating a bunch of people known for their unpredictability, Onoki gave the order to retreat.

In a matter of minutes, the Raikage, the Tsuchikage and the Mizukage all went back to their boats with what they could take with them, practically nothing. some books found in some house, nothing groundbreaking.

Silence envelopped an island which was filled with laughter and joy for years. Hours passed and the cloud just remained there, unmoving with no enemy to kill. And from death and silence, life began anew.

*****

A gasp escaped my lips as I was assaulted with memories and emotions.

The life of a 4 years old Ashura Uzumaki, son of Ashira Uzumaki, Uzukage of Uzushio no Sato, just popped in my head.

One minute I was dying but happy, and the other I was breathing in clean air, alive, but despairing, sad, utterly devastated.

I saw how I loved my mother and the food she made me. And no, we do NOT only eat ramen ! That's Kushina for you. My twin, coincidently send to Konoha to be the replacent jinchuriki, just before the destruction of Uzushiogakure and its people. How suspicious.

I saw the time spend with my father as he taught me how to be a strong shinobi, how to be a strong man, how to be dependable, how to live well.

I also saw the rest of my familly, our aunts and uncles, granndparents, member of the clan we liked, everybody that just died...

Tears leaked from my eyes and I cried, I cried for hours. Cried for the loss of life, the loss of familly, the pain inflicted for no reason bar fear of our might and cried for Kushina.

I didn't know if she was alive or not. In Cannon, she clearly was till her twenties. But we are NOT in cannon. Right now, I'm alive, which shouldn't be possible. So I could only hope to, one day, find her alive.

Anyway, after hours of tears and sobs, a sense of calm and fatigue envelopped me and I fell to the embrace of sleep.

***6 hours later***

I woke up and slowly stood up.

Honestly, I was happy to have been reincarnated. Oh I wasn't really suicidal but I always wanted to live in a world more maghcal than mine, to die and just go to the next great adventure, so to say. I just don't find life on normal Earth exciting. But here, in the Elemental Nations, I could let my creativity really blossom. And the best part ? I was a prince of the Uzumaki. I always wanted to restore this clan to its former glory, it was just so painfull to me, to see a people that thrives so much, fall down and disapear in the annal of time.

Yeah, I was given a mighty chance right here. The best/worst is that I didn't interract with any gods or ROB, nothing of the sort. I just appeared here with the memory of Ashura Uzumaki, me now.

~Growl~

Interrupting me from my thoughts, I looked around to see a barrier surrouding me. I walked to it and passed through easily.

I started walking through the debris, not a sign of the corpses of my familly. I walked through every burnt houses, broken building and started searching for something to eat.

Time quickly passed and I found some instant ramen in a fridge laying on its side, in the middle of a destroyed street.

After filling my stomach, I sat down and made a mental map of where I was in the village and where I could probably find ways to grows in strenght. I really wanted to go and help my people, those that fled and found themselves at the mercy of monsters (aka Orochimaru/kusa nins). But I would just be another weak Uzumaki, ready for the taking if I go. I need to start working on my strenght first and later, reunite the Uzumaki under one banner.

The layout of the village was easily remembered. A central house for administration purpose, the Main house for the Main Uzumaki Clan. Training ground littered everywhere. And the whole village in the center of the Island. Simple.

So, I walked to the Main House, while thinking of my plans. You see, I could do a lot of things right now. I had access to almost all future S-Rank Shinobi from Konoha. I was free from Akatsuki and the 2nd Shinobi war was almost finished. The true problem lied with my main goal, what I really wanted to do. Resurect the Uzumaki Clan and push it towards such greatness, it was unrivalled for eons to come.

To do this, I would need lots of Uzumaki and to push them to fornicate a lot to bring back our population. Then I would need to find ways to improve our strenght, improve our knowledge, make sure nobody can attack us anymore. We have to be protected from anything. I don't want our island to be devastated again.

I need to remember who from canon is a comfirmed Uzumaki, and I need to go look for them and help them. I also need to make a list of other possible Uzumaki.

As for the comfirmed, we have : Nagato's mother and him, Karin's mother, who should be around my age, and Kushina. They are the only one I know about. But I must keep my mind open. There are lots of different nations bordering the Island of Whirlpool and it wouldn't be surprising if some Uzumaki succeeded in hiding themselves in these parts of the world. Just on top of my head I could find them in the land of Waves, Hot Water, Rice, Frost, Forest, the Paradise Isles and Flower Isles. And that is without thinking about the possible Uzumaki captured by the Raikage, Tsuchikage and Mizukage, and those escaping further inland.

Just the thought of them capturing one of my familly and using them as a breeding ground revolt me.

As I arrived to the destroyed mansion, I look up to see gravas and debris everywhere. The mansion had been completely levelled. I march in there as a Barrier Seal stand before me, fortunately, I'm from the Main line and won't have any problem entering my house. And I look for the office of my father. There I find a little Seal hiden beneath the broken table. I bite my thumb and let the blood flow on the seal. The blood disapear quickly, seemingly absorbed, and a low rumble sounds. I turn around to see a trap door, where a little shelf full of books, appear. I go down the stairs and look upon our treasure, that for which our Clan has been almost completely butchered.

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