There are several things that cannot be forgiven. And very rarely are they ever done to the extent to be placed under that category. Genocide was one, however if you repent for your actions…you can be forgiven. If you truly regret it, or had a reason in which it was necessary. Several reasons, several things… However, there was one that could never be forgiven. One that would truly damn thy soul…

Messing with the dead…

The lightning crashed into the ground, easily breaking the earth apart into small pebble sized pieces. Thousands of screams where heard, as the lightning bolts sought out any humans and attacked. Continuously this happened; any that even thought of coming near the temple was destroyed. The wind had turned into nothing more than blades that sliced any that remained outside apart. Only the trees provided shelter, and even then only for mere moments.

The sky was a pure black with electric blue jolts running through them every second. It looked like a never ending cycle, and the bolts shot down every five seconds. Rain mixed with this natural disaster, causing them to turn into deadly needles. The masses were being slaughtered, and yet the enemies were still never ending. Then again those that were being destroyed were already among the damned…dead and yet still moving.

Standing at the front entrance of the temple was a female. Her skin was an unhealthy translucent shade. Her hair fell around her face, bangs a silver color and falling to her shoulders and chin. The rest was black and flipping around her to fall past her knees. Her eyes looked like that of a mirror, and were glaring out at the scene before her. Around her neck was purple string wrapped around, in the center hung a crimson jewel with the Sand symbol engraved. She wore a black kimono with crimson lining that fell past her shoulder and was held up by her chest and the light blue sash around her waist. The sleeves of the kimono were long and billowed, while the open kimono landed beneath her knees. A crimson body suit covered her skin beneath it, it covered to above her knees, while her back and arms uncovered by it. Dark purple half finger gloves covered her hands and arms till her biceps. Black bandages covered her shins and led into close toed Shinobi boots that reached her calves. In one hand she held a light blue sash with large bells on the ends. Her expression was blank, pale lips pulled into a scowl of concentration.

Standing behind and to the right of the girl was another. She was also pale, while her hair was dark blue and short coming to her shoulders at the longest in the back. The right side of her face was covered with her bangs, which ended past her chin, while the left side was a single long piece that reached her chest. Her eyes were a dark grey that looked black. Around her neck was dark blue collar with a silver strip going vertically in the center, hanging from the strip was a large dark blue gem pendant encased in silver. She wore a trench coat like shirt that was skin tight, sleeveless, and covered half of her collarbones, and reached her ankles. The top half was black, but from the middle of her chest it was dark blue on down. Black large thick thread X's held it closed to above her bellybutton, where it then was left open and lay around her hips. Black spandex pants covered her legs, from her waist to half way down her calves. A silver skirt lay over that, which reached mid thigh, and started at her hip bones, showing the top of her pants. It had slits on both sides going the whole length, a belt like top held it together with a simple snap button. Her waist was wrapped in silver bandages that vanished beneath her shirt and reached her pants. She wore black ankle length Shinobi sandals with metal covering the toes and heels. Black gloves covered her arms, going from the second knuckle of each finger to below her shoulder.

Both stood keeping watch over the area, the only other person around was the male inside working on a seal he had etched into the soft earth ground with in the temple. This male was tan and had bright blonde hair with bright blue eyes. Whisker marks covered his cheeks. He wore an orange and black track suit and crimson sleeveless over coat with black flames licking from the bottom. His attention was on the seals and markings he was making, not paying any mind to the occurrence outside.

The blue haired girl glanced back, her eyes flicking over the designs trying to make sense of it all. Her fists clenching and she couldn't help but bring her hand up to clasp them before her chest. Her eyes slipped closed and she couldn't help but wish none of this had ever happened. It wasn't supposed to be like this… This wasn't what they had hoped for. All they had wanted was a world of peace… Instead everything had gone wrong. The Shinju had broken free the moment it had been sealed within Master Madara, Obito…whoever. Instead it had gone on a rampage. The spell that kept the dead alive had never been canceled. Because of this the world had become hell on earth, and slowly everyone had been killed off.

Closing her eyes she couldn't think of the three of them, the survivors.

There was herself, Amaya Akira, a failed experiment of a crossbreed of the Hyuuga and Uchiha Clan. All that she had gained was their colorings. She had an affinity for fire and Genjutsu was useless against her, and she could see a person's pressure points and was good at chakra based attacks. That and she had an ability to control blue flames that could heal. She was an Ex-Shinobi of Ame Village, nothing else. She was 23 and the vessel to the Goddess Artemis.

Her eyes opened and drifted back to the blonde.

The male was Uzumaki-Namikaze Naruto, the host of the Kyubbi, Kurama. A Shinobi from Kohona and the last member and only survivor of that damned village. He had a wind based affinity, the Uzumaki Bloodline of long-livity and unending chakra. Thought of as the dobe of his generation and was the current holder to the title Seal Master. He was 19 years of age and the champion of the God Ares.

Her gaze drifted to the other girl.

The last of their group was Kana Kagami, though her real name was Kira Kazuko. She held a rare bloodline she called Tamashiigan. She was currently only clinging to sanity by destroying those trying to stop them. She was a mercenary, and Ex-Follower of Uchiha Madara. She was 20 years old and she was the upholder of the Goddess Athena.

None of them should have met. At one point they had all been enemies. Naruto had been a devoted member of Kohona. Akira had been a member and Shinobi of Ame. And Kagami had followed Madara. They all had something in common though. They needed each other, and they were all family. Kagami and Akira because of Kagami's loyalty to Madara. Naruto and Akira because of their relations to Kohona. Naruto and Kagami because of the Uzumaki Clan.

They were going to change everything. Some things had to happen, and couldn't be avoided. However, other things would be changed so that they never happened. They only had one shot, but it was worth it. They all knew what to do. Though they would still suffer, it was worth the price of fixing the world.

Though all Kagami cared about was making sure Haruno Sakura, the manipulating bitch, never joined Team 7. Even though she was aware that it was an unavoidable event, she still couldn't forgive the girl that had hurt her brother so much. Her main goal was to leave Iwa before she got trapped in Madara's plans.

Naruto's was to make sure Haku never died and to save those that had died. He wanted to save as many lives as he could and make sure mistakes that were made never happened again.

Akira's was to make sure Sasuke never met her, alive. And to be able to escape from Orochimaru before his plans for Kohona started taking way, and help Kinimaro.

"It's ready!" Naruto shouted. A bright blue glow covered the room. Akira nodded grabbing Kagami's arm and pulled her into the building, slamming the doors closed. The storm slowly vanished as they all hurried to finish everything.

"I hope this works. It's the only chance we have..." Naruto muttered as he finished the hand seals. They all looked up and nodded at one another.

Kagami nodded. "It is our only option. I'll make sure he doesn't follow us...The only one that should have any idea of what's going on is Pein, because of those eyes of his. It took a lot of time to make sure only his eyes noticed anything different. Hopefully, he will gain the memories of his future self as well." She muttered lowly closing her eyes. "Although the consequences of even attempting this will most likely be horrendous." She muttered softly.

Akira nodded taking a deep breath. "Everything will be alright. We just have to do the best we can. We can't be expected to do this on our own alone though…" She muttered biting at her lip.

"We won't." Naruto declared with narrow eyes. "We know that others inherited a God's blessing like we have. However, there was no one to wake that part of them up. Once we find them and do the same they should gain their memories as well."

The three looked at each other and held out a hand above the seal, bringing up their other hand to their mouths they bit their thumbs. With a nod to one another they swiped the blood along the other palm and slammed it upon the ground.

With a final seal from the bleeding hand the jutsu activated and the seal flashed consuming all in a flash of blue lightning and black void.