...It wasn't supposed to be like this…

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Garbed in a pair of orange pants, a pair of blue sandals, and a black uniform jacket accessorized with buttons on the waist and fold up sleeves with orange zippers worn over said pants and sandals, a gravity defying spiky blond haired male figure made his way across the forest hopping from branch to branch as fast and, carefully, and as stealthily as he could.

Things weren't supposed to be like this. I wasn't supposed to be on the run.

A few couple of miles away, a platoon of soldiers were hot on his trail.

How did things get to this?

How did any of this happen?

The blonde haired figure came across a clearing, before spring on the branch he was on and landing on said clearing with a soft thud, and then removing the large scroll hanging firm on his back and placing it on the ground.

Why did it happen?

He sat down, opened the scroll, and then began reading the words imprinted on it.

Oh, I'll tell you why…

His blue eyes speedily scanned what they could.

Because the world is still the same that's why.

He brought out the items needed and placed it on the ground and around him.

I thought that after the war, this world achieve a state of peace that would last for decades. I thought that after the war, people would come to understand each other but as it turns out, I. Was. WRONG.

I was wrong and Sasuke?

Well…

Sasuke was right.

He set up the items as instructed and picked up a paintbrush, painted a few characters around the ground and in a perfect radius, before with the use his unbandaged hand, he rushed through a number of complex handsigns, and the dome barrier that erupted all around him once he was done weaving said hand sign was the result of these actions.

It was a shame that it I realised this 3 years after I lost my arm in that fight with him to prove him otherwise.

The fight that also lost him his left arm…

The platoon chasing him saw the light. "There! 7 o'clock! Do not lose sight of him!" Instantly, they changed directions and resumed their chase.

With the help of her grandfather's cells, Tsunade managed to create an artificial arm for me, which when surgically attached to my stump and eventually became a part of my body after my cells and Chakra did their work, managed to do just fine for me but I was unable to use two hands to perform hand seals for a while and I grew used to it because I saw the tactical advantage, even after my coils attached itself to the coils on Hashirama's regenerated arm.

Sasuke didn't get that luxury.

The figures body was starting to glow, until suddenly in a flash of light, it was consumed by a golden cloak, one very familiar to those who've seen it in action.

He had to get some sort of punishment for abandoning the leaf for one of their worst traitors.

He accepted it.

He took the loss of his arm as a symbol of his failure, as a reminder of why he should avoid doing stupid things.

Things calmed down a bit after he was locked up, until suddenly, someone brought up a point.

"There he is, he's surrounded by some sort of barrier!"

"This has gone on long enough. Take down the barrier and restrain him! War Hero or not!"

'Why does he get to keep all the bijuu to himself' they said. 'Why should Konoha keep all that power' they said…

Even after I came up with a reason as to why the bijuu's should reside with me until further notice, they still refused the offer of truce. Their compromise involved in either me releasing the beasts from their prison, or me staying in a secure prison with a number of seals restricting my access to Chakra.

Blood Prison was where they decided.

I refused, and now I was on the run, because I didn't want to prove their worries right in attacking them with my Chakra.

I was on the run, and with a number of scrolls I received from a dying old Uzumaki, as well as a few personal scrolls and a compact version of the Scroll of Seals, I fled to a location that would give me the space I needed in order for me to work on the Transdimensional Space-Time Seal known only to two people.

"Commander none of our attacks are working! Infact… I think it's only making it stronger!"

"Damn it!" The leader of the chasing platoon growled, easily realising that his comrade was right. "Uzumaki Naruto! Take down this barrier and surrender peacefully!"

Naruto growled.

"It'll be a long day in hell before I let the Bijuu's becomes anyone's weapon again."

He slapped his two hands together, and ran through handsigns faster than many could track.

"Fūin Uzumaki Ōgi…

I was one of them.

I couldn't stay in this place anymore, in the Elemental Nations, because for the rest of my life I'd be hunted down for the greed of a shinobi, so I decided to leave.

This was the only way I knew how.

"Stop! Don't let him finish what he's doing!"

"Sit, we managed to break through the barrier..."

"Everyone, force your attacks through that crack!"

Naruto's hands slapped together in a final hand seal.

"Konran Seichuu!"

*...Ba-dump...*

Naruto blinked.

He unclasped his hands and looked around, at the thought that nothing had happened until he noted a few things.

My promises unkept.

...Everyone and everything stopped moving or was moving very slowly...

My dreams unreached.

...Everything was suddenly grey. He was the only one, the only thing with colour…

I never got to go on that date with Sakura.

…and standing there right in front of him, bursting with unfamiliar energy was a portal, a rip in space-time, and on the other end was a black soulless void.

With an ability and secrets known only to me and a recently deceased member of my clan, and chakra from myself and the nine-bijuu, I tore open a portal in space-time that was sure to send me and us away from all of this…

That was sure to send us to freedom.

Unfortunately, because the portal was shrinking at an alarming rate, I couldn't stand by and admire its beauty.

'Oi brat, if I were you, I'd hurry up and leave before our door way closes in on us.'

Naruto frowned, and in a split second, he gathered all that was scattered before him and appeared in the portal with his scroll fastened and his stance firm.

I wish things didn't have to be like this but unfortunately, this is good by.e

Still clad in his SPSM cloak, he walked towards the portal and placed his left hand in front of it, before it was suddenly sucked in followed by the rest of his body.

Naruto didn't have the time to scream.

To those who're still my friends in the Elemental Nations, I hope you all live a nice life without me to hold you back.

The portal closed shut as the rip was sewn together, before time resumed and everything turned back to normal.

The barrier holding the platoon back disappeared.

I don't know what's out there but if there's anything I do know, it's the fact that there's nothing keeping me here with you guys.

So as a final farewell ya' know, I'll say this with a big smile on my face…

"Damn it! He got away."

NOTHING is going to hold Naruto Uzumaki's freedom...

"We better head back to the Gokage and report what happened."

Believe it!

And as the platoon vanished, a cloaked figure appeared and stood where Naruto Uzumaki took his last steps.

"A Portal huh."

A pair of glowing red eyes with a familiar trio set of tomoe in each eye was seen.

A fully matured Sharingan.

"Uzumaki Naruto, don't think that this is the end of your story."

And after a few moments of lingering, the figure disappeared, leaving no trace that he was ever there to begin with.

With the events that transpired, what is the fate of the elemental nations?

Where did Naruto end up?

Only time will tell.

End.

Authors Note: Okay, the prologue is out and Chapter One is on its way to being completed, but this doesn't mean that I'm abandoning any of my stories. I'm just busy working on many different stories at the same time, that's why it's taking so long to update and with many new ideas to catalog... well, that's my story.

In any case...

This version of Naruto has all the techniques and abilities Cannon Naruto had by The Last, the only difference is that this version of Naruto is a year older than that one and their circumstances are different, so while he does have all the techniques and abilities as The Last!Naruto, he has a few extra that's there as a result of his current circumstance. This is an AU verse following the War.

Quick Note I: Naruto still has access to the healing powers granted to him by the sage. I just didn't want him to use said healing powers to heal his right hand because then he won't get the Chakra boost Hashirama's hand would grant him.

Quick Note II: Naruto still has access to the Chakra of the tailed beasts, as you see here, as it's what he needed along with his sage powers to open the portal as said technique requires a shit load of Chakra to activate. The beasts stayed within him even after they regenerated because they didn't want to be used like tools and Naruto was the only one they trust with their power.

Quick Note III: Because the Beasts are made up of Chakra and are basically 'spirits' in every sense of the word, they'll be residing in the Spirit World once they arrive on Earthland but Kurama won't be doing that because he likes his space and he's kinda grown fond of Naruto. Gyuki, like Kurama, can split into Yin-Yang forms so while he's still inside Bee, he can be inside Naruto as well. When Bee dies, his Yang form would eventually rejoin with his Yin form in Earthland.

With that said...

I hope you guys like this chapter. The official Chapter One will be out as soon as I finish it. I have a plan for this story so don't worry about it being abandoned.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Fairy Tail.

P.S: Please remember to review for the more positive reviews I get determines how much faster I get to write the story. Flamers will be reported.

Fūin Uzumaki Ōgi: Konran Seichuu = Secret Uzumaki Sealing Arts: Chaos Control - A Technique that allows its user to actively control Randomized Chaos Theory to achieve great effects. It requires a huge amount of Chakra to activate for the technique to last for a bit. If you don't have the right amount of Chakra, you'll die when activating the technique. It is a forbidden art.