"In a world of darkness and light, there is a world in between, a world that has both light and darkness swirling, to become one. This world is known as the world of Twilight. They say that their world is full of dark magic, but it isn't evil just because it was 'dark' magic… in fact, their magic can be used for the greater good.

"But, no one knows if the people of that world are like us, or if they are completely different beings all together. No one knows what their world is like and no one shall ever know so long as the gateway to their world is forever lost. They say that the Goddesses and the beings of Twilight were once good friends. The people of Twilight, were people of this world long ago, but had gone to use the forbidden magic…

"But no one knows why they were going to use that kind of magic… only that the goddesses were not pleased with their plan… and had created a portal of glass on this side of the realm and sent them to that world, and trapped them forever… Even though the glass portal has also been created on their side, they refuse to use it… for only so few of them can come into the light now… They say, that the beings of Twilight can no longer stand the light, and the only people that can come through, are special, containing a special kind of blood in their veins.

"Though, there is one thing that the legend also says… the only person from this side of the world of light, that can enter the world of Twilight, and not be transformed into a spirit or a Twili being, is the Chosen Hero of the Goddess… For only the Chosen Hero, can freely pass through the portal of glass with the help of a Twili being… a being that has felt torment and feels remorse for their people… though, the real miracle would be if a being of this world of light, and the world of twilight fell in love… than peace and harmony would remain between those worlds forever…

"And how you can tell from the Chosen Hero from any other person? Just one thing, a birthmark on their left hand… The mark, of the Triforce, just three triangles becoming one, each triangle is a symbol… Courage, Wisdom… and Power… the symbol of each goddess…

"Though, the Chosen Hero has not been needed. Peace still remains in the world of light and Twilight… though maybe someday, that hero will be called at the first sight of danger… just maybe, just maybe, the Chosen Hero will be needed… One day…"

"That was a great story daddy!" said a small five year old boy, the boy had spiky blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, three whisker marks on his cheeks… a big goofy smile that would brighten up any room. He wore a simple white shirt with a red swirl on the back, the symbol of his mother's clan. And a pair of orange pajama pants…

He had sat on his bed holding a stuffed nine tailed fox tightly to his chest as his father told him his favourite bedtime story. The tale of the Twilight World and the Chosen Hero, which was a story that has been told to him for as long as he can remember…

"Minato, are you telling Naruto that story again?" asked a woman as she walked from the door frame of the room, she was a slightly tall woman… Had long beautiful red hair and dark blue, yet kind eyes.

"I can't help it Kushina, Naruto loves this story…"

"I just don't want Naruto believe that the story is real… After all, it's just a legend…"

"True, but I can't help it Kushina… Naruto loves to pretend that he is the hero of the story."

"True."

Naruto just smiled and bounced a bit on the bed. Wanting to know if the hero was ever needed… and if he was who was the chosen hero? It was something that he had always wanted to know… even if the story was merely a legend, but somehow, he felt like it was real, that the legend would come true… and that it somehow really did involve him…

Yet he doesn't really understand why that was… and had a feeling that he never would understand the real story behind the legend… Mentally shrugging to himself, Naruto crawled under the covers and looked up at his parents and smiled brightly at them.

"Good night Naruto…" said Minato as he kissed his son's forehead, as did Kushina. Both parents walked out of the room and gently closed the door behind them. Naruto could only smile at where his parents stood, though he looked at the birthmark on the back of his hand… just like in the story…

Three triangles… one atop the other two, forming slightly bigger triangle with a hole of an upside down triangle in the middle, it made him wonder why he had such a strange birthmark besides the whisker marks on his cheeks.

"Maybe I'm just special." Said Naruto with a childish smile before slipping a little more under the covers and drifting off to sleep… his mind drifting to the story that his father had told him… just like it has every night.

Many years had passed since then… Naruto outgrew the story that his father had always told him… his mother thought that maybe, he had gotten sick and tired of being treated as a child. No, it wasn't because he was sick of the story… it's mostly cause of those strange dreams he's been having for the past year… He keeps seeing himself in different clothing…

He sees a strange shadow next to him and he just stares at it before smiling… as if it was a friend… maybe it was? He didn't know anymore…

Rubbing his forehead, the young man looked at the village he had grown up in… his hair was a little longer than it was when he was a child… Walking to his closet, Naruto had changed into an orange muscle shirt and black shorts, it was going to be a long day and he had to help in the field today… After all, he had promised his mother that he would help with the pumpkins today…

Even if he didn't really want too… not in the least… all the young man could do was sigh softly to himself as he started to walk toward the pumpkin patch… Though, as Naruto walked, he couldn't help but wonder what his life is to be like now… sure, he was to take over for his father someday, to look after the village but, he felt like he didn't deserve it just yet…

That he had a higher purpose right now…

But at the moment, he just couldn't think of it… Maybe it wasn't that important… sighing, Naruto walked over to the pumpkin patch and started to remove the ripe pumpkins and went to go put them in the storage. It was a little hard for him to do that, since these were a lot bigger than last years.

As he walked, Naruto kept on thinking about those dreams he keeps having… each time, they were always different… The only thing that wasn't different, were his clothes and the strange shadow he would smile at… The locations on the other hand… they always showed something different… he would be in the forest… he would be surrounded by heat… water… sand… snow… then, a strange building that looked like belonged to an old building that had been torn down many years ago… only to look as if it were only mere years old instead of decades…

He still just didn't understand and had a feeling that he wouldn't understand till it happens to him. "Ha, what a joke, like anything that happens in a dream could happen in real life." He said to himself as he walked into the storage house and tried to set the pumpkin on the only space left on the shelf.

"Might have to tell dad we'll need more shelves… or a bigger storage house…" Naruto said with a sigh, just as he was shoving the crop back further onto the shelf, he felt something wrong… his head felt like it was spinning… everything blurred in his line of sight… body feeling so heavy as if it was made of lead instead of flesh…

'Wh-what's going on? Why… is this happening…?' thought Naruto, his body couldn't stand anymore… darkness started to cloud the edge of his vision… Naruto tried to move away from the shelf… from the very building but sadly, it didn't seem like it was meant to be. For before Naruto could even move away from the shelf, he fell over.

Knocking everything down with him, this had resulted in a loud crash that everyone in the whole village heard…

Minato and Kushina both ran to the storage and saw their son lying on the ground out cold. "Naruto!" Both of them had shouted as they tried to wake up their unconscious son only to fail… Naruto didn't wake up for the time being… Though, his dreams were not empty… no, they were filled with the visions of something strange and unique…

Naruto didn't know where he was… all he knew, was that he was in the shadows… just barely making out a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel… It made him think that he was dead… dear god was he? He sure as hell he hoped not. Naruto looked around, trying to think on what he was supposed to do…

He could faintly see a small orb of light being swallowed up by shadows… Naruto didn't know what was going on… though, what he did know was that it wasn't good news in the least. Running, Naruto tried to get to the source of light to help… he knew that he had to stop the shadows from swallowing up the light but no matter what… he just couldn't get close enough to stop them.

But before he could do anything… Naruto felt something swimming around his ankles. Looking down, Naruto screamed, trying to run away from the shadows… but no matter what it just wouldn't stop.

"You must face your destiny… you must use the powers of darkness…"

Naruto screamed, not sure what was going on… All he knew, was that this was freaking him out… the shadows were coiling around his ankles, up his legs and around his body. Naruto tried to move, tried to run away from the shadows but no matter what, he just couldn't get away… No matter what he did… claw, grabbed… he even tried to bite it off of him when it coiled him around his torso and up to his neck.

No matter what he did… he couldn't break free… Why was this happening? The only sounds that filled the darkness were Naruto's screams as the shadows coiled itself around his face… No one could hear his screams no matter how loud they were… no one, could help him…

Naruto shot up wildly looking around the room to be sure that he was still alive… his breaths were short and deep… Groaning, Naruto fell back on his bed rubbing his sweaty forehead… "What a nightmare…" He whispered softly before opening his once closed eyes and stared at the ceiling… Least he was home, that made it better… but what bothered the young man all the more was the nightmare he just had…

What did it mean? Did it have some kind of meaning from the other dreams that he was having? Or, was it something all the more that he wasn't aware of? The only thing he knew, was that maybe he was working too hard, he had been working every day nonstop for who knows how long and knew that he would need some kind of rest…

"But, do those dreams have some meaning other than exhaustion?" asked Naruto, mostly to himself before falling asleep.