Well, this is my first fanfiction story, and I hope you all love it. Quite a bit will be changed from cannon and this idea has been lurking around in my head for the past eight months of so, but never got around to actually writing it. So here it is, Enjoy!

Well I ended up revising this first chapter some. I removed the original election scene because to be honest I dis-liked it when re-reading it. It went against the flow of the chapter so ya, hopefully you guys like it. Otherwise it wasn't changed too much really. But hopefully improved overall.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, just so you know.

Naruto: Return of the God's Eye

Chapter 1

In the Village of Konohagakure, or the Village hidden within the leaves, you could hear the sounds of screaming and the burning of wood echoing throughout the night. With men and women mourning their recently lost loved ones could be heard for miles. With the smell of ask and flames pervading the air, the Shinobi Village that protected the Lands of fire was lit up much like a beacon In the night, shouting out to the worlds its pain as it burned.

It was currently the early recesses of October eleventh, just hours after a great beast was reunited with the world for just a short hour, before being reunited with the renowned Uzumaki sealing arts. Caging the beast back into another host, another sacrifice to both utilize its enormous power and restrain it from putting the very landscape at sake as it did to Konohagakure.

The Kyuubi no Yoko, the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, was once more sealed away, yet this time with only half its power. Having the other half sealed away into the very guts on the Shinigami, something even it had no power to combat. For a God of death ruled over everything living. Something of which the person holding the Kyuubi's new container could even attest to now, despite her wishes of it being false.

Madara Uchiha, was many things, one being old...beyond old for a human even. Finding a way to prolong life beyond what was considered the human limit for nearly a hundred years. Over said years, there was constant plotting and scheming. Who's far reaching impact was even greater then the chaos the Biju had created over the duration of a near millennium in their spouts of rage.

The results of said plotting causing all three of the shinobi world wars. Causing untold amounts of death and suffering, and altering the very landscape of the Elemental Nation. Entire clans being wiped out, such as the Uzumaki. All of this was planned, and designed by her, yet all of that plotting and scheming had the potential to fail due to two things.

One being time, Madara Uchiha, despite all of HER power, despite all of her abilities was still beyond her limits due to time. Her body was aged, unable to handle releasing the immense power she holds. She did not gain the Rinnegan until her body was already to weak to complete her goals, and thus she came upon the need of a disciple, someone to complete her plans.

Which is where the second issue came upon her plans and scheming. Said disciple, Obito Uchiha was not a man that was easily controlled, yes you could mold him through his emotions even control him to an extent. She had warped his personality to something more acceptable of a shinobi to her standards. Yet, he still wasn't what she needed, he didn't have the will power to subjugate humanity, and worst of all, he was not loyal to her, not loyal to the 'Eye of the Moon' plan. She needed another disciple, someone that would be loyal to her to a fault, she needed a plan B.

Madara had once been a fairly tall women in her prime, yet now with hunched shoulders due to the passage of time and the compressing of her bones stood around 5 ft 5 with white hair flowing down to the mid of her back in an untamed fashion, giving her a somewhat wild look, despite the aura royalty she permitted around her. Her eyes were a deep cold onyx. Eyes that given to her from her deceased brother on his death bed, something that to this day still caused grief for her. Madara currently addorned a simple black and red robe hiding the majority of her physical features from the world and what she wore underneath, other then the distinct black combat sandals at her feet.

Madara Uchiha currently found herself in a clearing near the village she had founded with her formal rival Hashirama Senju. Being so close to what was once her home, her dream she couldn't help herself from remembering the times when she was clan head and matriarch of the Uchiha Clan. Nor when she was just the eldest and only daughter of Tajima Uchiha, sister of Izuna Uchiha, and descendant of Indra Otsutsuki, as well as her transcendent, albeit she didn't know those last two parts.

Looking to her left she saw a...being with a masculine build underneath what appeared to be large Venus flytrap encompassing its body appear from the ground beside her.

Said being, appeared to be split in half, with the left side of its body being black and the other white. The two-sided being was simply known as 'Zetsu', however, to her it was the most important asset behind Obito at this point in time. For the black portion of its body was the manifestation of her will, of her dreams and goals. It was what would assure her revival if Obito does end up betraying her, thus refusing to revive her himself, and secondly if she was unsuccesful in either finding or creating another disciple.

"The vile's you asked for Madara-Sama" The black portion of Zetsu stated as it bowed. Watching in interest as its master turned towards a newborn-child with the vile's it had given her in hand. Said new-born child sat upon what looked to be an alter made by an doton-jutsu, wailing into the night its grief, over what he couldn't know..."Maybe the two dead bodies in front of it?" Zetsu thought, before tuning back in, hearing Madara speak up.

"Good...what has happened to Obito? I felt him get wounded before running off after failing to kill the fourth" Madara asked, as she stared at the crying newborn. Observing its bright blue eyes, as well as the six whisker marks running across its cheeks, three to each and its bright blond hair, before injecting the two vials directly into its bloodstream, quickly performing a blood transfusion. It might not be as effective as a full operation, but considering her time it would be good enough...and she could improve upon it later if this worked...

"He has ran off to your old base to recover from his wounds, as well as train, are you sure this... test of your is wise? Black Zetsu both answered and voiced its confusion. It personally didn't understand why she would want this new-born as her possible new apprentice, let alone give it both her AND Harashimas DNA. They would need to extract the biju eventually from the boy, why make a possible enemy even stronger? But before it could continue its questioning he heard something that gripped its non-existent heart in slight fear...the signature Uchiha grunt.

"I know what I am doing, ZETSU. Madara answered heatedly. She didn't respond well to being questioned, and worse of all she used used her damn tic! She hated that damn signature Uchiha grunt! To use such a...repulsive tic was infuriating, and demeaning of her station and her damned subordinate of all people got her to use it.

Madara, turning towards Zetsu, gave it a cold glare, that nearly had its white portion learning something it had always wanted to learn...what the bodily function of defacting was like.

Gaining some satisfaction from the white-zetsu shaking in fear Madara assumed she would have enough time to answer before they had to part ways...Obito would be questioning where Zetsu was if he didn't return soon enough...

"Because Obito isn't loyal to me, nor do I trust in both his ability and willingness to go through with the Eye of the Moon plan." She stated.

She knew Obito was and would never be truly loyal to her, despite the seal placed on his heart. He had the same ultimate goal in gaining peace, as her. However she didn't think he had either the strength of will to go through with the plan. Thus, she NEEDED another apprentice, another disciple to learn and follower her teachings. She needed a weapon that was loyal to her and her alone and with these gifts, this child could become the perfect weapon.

And all of this was because of the in-genius seal that was used by the fourth Hokage. It was truly a masterpiece of sealing that only the Uzumaki clan ever held, before she had a little...fun with them. Apparently one had taken quite a bit of their teachings to Konoha...

Feeling a group of chakra signatures zoning in on their position, Madara new their time was up, before placing the newborn infant back on the alter his parents left him on and left, without deigning Zetsu with another word. It should have sensed them as well, and she was already mad at the damn plant...

Zetsu looking at the moon once before leaving, left with only a small sentence travelling on the winds of time to mark his presence ever having been there... "soon mother...soon you shall be free"

With the beacon of fire and ash that was left of Konohakure slowly dimming down in the night, four men appeared in the clearing that Madara had just left minutes prior. One being Hiruzen Sarutobi, the previous hokage, or fire shadow of the village hidden within the leaves.

Hiruzen was a short man, standing at just five feet four inches. However his lacking of height could never portray just how much power he wielded, now did It stop him from being one of the strongest shinobi in all of history. Over the years he had garned titles such as 'The Professor', and 'God of Shinobi' while holding the title of Hokage. All of these titles screamed out his prowess, yet right now he felt much like the person he simply wanted to be and what he was. An old man who was retired, who just wanted to watch his kids and hopefully grand-kids grow up.

Currently the Sarutobi clan head was wearing his battle attire, consisting of a black jumpsuit, with mesh segments at his wrists and ankles. With an armored hood over his head, that had two long straps flowing down behind him, and a Metal Plate stitched into the forehead of said hood, with the symbol of a leaf imbued into it. On the back of his jumpsuit was the Kanji simply for 'fire', a clear symbol of his retirement compared to the previous 'Third Hokage' that stood proudly on his back in the previous years.

Said man, was currently looking down in sadness at the two corpses near the alter of the currently crying newborn. To see such potential, let alone a brand new family torn apart and dead at his feet like this was something the old man had wished he wouldn't have to see anymore after his retirement. It was one of the many reasons for him being retired in the first place dammit! He hated war, and was sick of the death that came with it. Yet despite all of this he never cried, never showed his grief beyond a small grimace, and the slight glittering of eyes. Considering he had 'only' lost his wife in this night, he knew himself to be quite lucky in that aspect this night...

Looking behind him, Hiruzen addressed the three ninja accompanying him.

"Grab their bodies...we will need to put them to rest by the morning and bring them to anbu's headquarters," He stated, before turning back to look at the child on the alter...

Hiruzen watched the three ninja move quickly, with precise movements, positioning the dead bodies together while before creating a triangle formation around them. Thinking rapidly on what he would need to do with the fourth now dead...and a new jinchuriki if his assumption was correct.

"Genma, after you get their bodies secure call for a council meeting under my name...Also send summoning hawk for Jiraiya, the village will need his expertise in sealing. Act as if the boy is an S rank secret for now, do not tell anyone about his existence." Hiruzen stated, using his Hokage voice, demanding obedience to follow his orders. He needed to show that he still wielded the power to be a Hokage in the coming weeks and months...

Nodding once, Genma motioned to the other two to leave with him and the bodies in tow. The group of three were the Fourths Hokage's personal bodyguards, yet they had zero impact in the night, explaining the down-trodden faces they sported. Before leaving using the Hiraijin no Jutsu, or Flying Thunder Formation Technique as a last remembrance for their Hokage...They didn't need to use that jutsu to complete their mission, but they did it in honor of the death of their leader.

Watching them leave Sarutobi turned back to the child with a grim face. He had faith in the Fourth's fuinjutsu techniques, but still just the tiniest of mistakes could allow for the seal to be broken by the Kyuubi...However a problem occurred to him while looking at the seal.

He was called the professor, for many reasons, the most glaring being that he had NO weak spots as a Shinobi, he was proficient in every field. He may not be any were near the fourths level, or even a self proclaimed 'master' of fuinjutsu like Jiraiya, but he was still extremely skilled in the art. Yet despite this, he could make no heads or tails of the seal, other then its resemblance to an very old Uzumaki seal...the Eight Trigrams Sealing, something that albeit extremely powerful, should not have been capable of containing the nine-tails as far he knew...maybe the eight tails, but not the nine tails.

Looking up, pondering why the Fourth would use a seal ineffective for containing the nine-tails, Hiruzen could only think of the dead demon consuming seal, to have allowed Minato to seal the nine-tails in his child. With half of it's power gone, it was possible. But still...the risks were great to have an infant containing the nine-tails especially considering that the previous containers had all been in their teens or even late twenties, when sealed into them...He would need to consult Jiraiya to look into the strength of the seal.

Looking up at the moon, he could see clouds slowly converging on the village, and feel a chill coming in. With his enhanced senses he could also hear the soft pitter patter, of rainfall in the distance, as if to show the worlds mourning over the lost of life his village had just seen. Looking back at the village he could see the village's fires slowly burning out, leaving the once bright beacon of death, coming to a slow end.

"Well, it looks like it is time to get back, huh little one?" Hiruzen asked the small newborn babe as he picked him up. Smiling softly as the baby snuggled into his arms seeking out as much warmth as possible...

Looking one last time at the sight of the large clearing marking where the Kyuubi had once stood, he gave one last fairwell to the young parents before leaving in a shunshin, never noticing two minuscule dots on the babes arms as he did so before the faded completely away.

It had been three days since his meeting with the clan heads and elders, and three days since he was re-introduced to the public as the third Hokage of Konoha. Admittedly he faced some resistance in his reinstatement, surprisingly from his old rival and long-time friend Danzo. Once upon a time, some thirty years ago he could have been a good leader of the village, but now...he feared what Konoha would become with Danzo leading. He was better off buried with his roots in the ground then with the leaves.

Getting up, from his seated position behind the Hokage's desk, Hiruzen walked to the window. Looking out of the window of what was the Hokage tower he could only smile when seeing his village in the beginnings of its rebuilding. It was truly marvelous how far people would go for their village, and how fast they could work when motivated. Just seventy-two sum hours ago this village looked like a war-ground, now...it looked like home, it looked like his village once more. Yet, that smile did not last once he thought of what had been happening since then.

His current ward, a new-born less then a week old, was already on the top of the list when it came to who's head the populace of his village wanted. Somehow,...he suspected Danzo, despite his denying of it, word got out about the new Jinchuriki of the nine-tailed fox. It was the first time it became common knowledge to the populace of Konoha that they beheld the Jinchuriki of the strongest of biju, and they hadn't reacted kindly to that. Only the Elders, Clan Heads, Hokage and Daimyo were supposed to know who it was. Yet word had gotten out, causing small riots for the new-borns head, and demands of the 'demon' being killed to 'avenge' the fourth were common place on the streets. He tried to rectify this as much as possible by outlawing even a simple mentioning of "demon" to both quiet small mobs and prevent word from spreading to the other villages of a new blonde haired Jinchuriki in Konohagakure.

Rumor of a 'demon' with spiky blonde hair, or the new Jinchuuriki of Konoha having any resemblance of the fourth Hokage...that was something that could and would likely cause the fourth shinobi war and the end of his village. Which led to another issue.

What was he supposed to do with said new-born baby just a few feet away from him, sleeping soundly in a crib. He wanted, oh did he want to take the orphan and raise it as his own. It was the right thing to do, for both his now dead successor, and Kushina Uzumaki, yet he could not. Rumors of a blonde haired orphan taking residence with the third Hokage, a man in his late 50's, was another thing he could not afford to reach the other villages. It could just as easily cause a war as the knowledge of a blonde haired child being the Jinchuuriki of the nine-tailed fox could...damn did Iwa hate Minato.

Now, he could only wait for his pupil to come home to Konoha. From what his anbu had found in Minato's will, Jiraiya was to be the child's god-parent, along with Mikoto Uchiha, yet that was something that could not happen as well. With the late rumors of an Uchiha controlling the Kyubbi, he could not afford to have the child taken into their care. The village would be in an out-roar, not to mention...he himself didn't necessarily trust the old clan.

So here Hiruzen sat in the Hokage's office, doing the bane of his existence for the past thirty years, paper-work, while he waited for Jiraiya. He needed the self-proclaimed super pervert to look at Naruto's seal. From what he could tell it was holding quite well, but even still he could only understand so much of the seal, looking further into it, Minato had changed it quite significantly from the original Uzumaki seal when looking at the notes on it. Hopefully Jiraiya could explain a few of the oddities he found within the seal...

'Unknown location'

Shh, it's okay sochi, Ka-san is here. I'm here and won't be leaving you anytime soon...

A/N

Would love your reviews, and want, no need to hear what you guys think...where can I improve and how do you guys like it so far?

After that, well I don't know when i'm going to update this story, I wrote this over two days, periodically, and It mostly just happened. As stated been thinking about writing it for awhile, just never got around to it, so updates will be sporadic. Also major shout out to RyoshiMorino. Dude helped me a lot with writing this, his stories are amazing and you guys should really go read his stories if you haven't, and if you guys want to write read his 'story', "A Writers Spark"

So ya, with that, I give you all a good day, hopefully you all enjoyed reading this and I looked forward to see what you guys say...

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