Metamorphoze is a Naruto fanfiction. I try to make it as original as possible for a fanfiction, using mostly my own characters aside from fan pairings of course. *shameless* I hope you enjoy it~
Metamorphoze: Prelude 0 by changetheFATES, literature
Literature
Metamorphoze: Prelude 0
Prelude to Sachirin Komatsu
A young girl, not more than eight years of age, stood in front of her trainer in a battle stance. Her little feet shoulder length apart, her frail looking form perfectly balanced. She wore only a tank top, baggy pants, and a knitted net drape all in shades of black. Her long, bright orange hair with blood red streaks lay around her body, extending past her hips, and intensified her pale look. Her grayish hazel eyes stared at her trainer intently. A man standing very tall, with wolfish looking white hair tied in a pony tail.
"Go." Jiraiya told his little student. She made the hand signs for ox, ram, and then har
Metamorphoze: Chapter 1 by changetheFATES, literature
Literature
Metamorphoze: Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Konoha's Proud Shinobi
Sachirin Komatsu stood at the edge of a cliff, her eyes scanning Konoha with loving intent. Her long, blood orange hair blew in the mountain breeze, just enough not to make her ponytail that kept it tame come loose. She breathed in the air, calm in the fact that she was finally bringing her team home. Even though she was only a Chunnin and not team leader they felt like it and so did she. Her young sensei, Satomi Inuzuka, stood over her with a proud look on her face with her ninkin at her flank. Satomi was tall and well built with wolfish, long brown hair and sharp eyes. She was a classic and beautiful exam
Metamorphoze: Chapter 2 by changetheFATES, literature
Literature
Metamorphoze: Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Meeting Kakashi and the Exam
Sachi walked home that night, taking the long way around to her apartment. She didn't know how to process being away from her team, finally having a definitive answer. The carried a box of sushi for her cat whom undoubtibly would be waiting for her, swinging it lightly along with a bag of dango. She was looking forward to sleep, but not to this day ending. This was one of her favorite missions, one that apparently earned her a reputation. That was something that many could not hold in their own pride. However, she would also have liked to be with her team that she so loved. She was only starting to gr