Ninpocho Chronicles

Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.

Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.

Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.

The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.

This is Ninpocho Chronicles.

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The winter storms continued to roll in hard. Snow blanketed everything in a pristine sheet of white while dark clouds blocked out the majority of the sun. Nothing was moving in Kumogakure today despite it being only 12pm. The storms this high up in the mountains were nothing to trifle with, even with the chakra barriers that were erected to keep the worst of the wind from slamming their mountain city. Yet, all because the weather was keeping proper business from running, it didn’t mean that the criminal underworld stopped. In fact,they usually thrived in bad weather such as this. Smugglers loved using storms to cover their tracks, pirates to skirt around marine ports, and other ner’dowells using bad weather to do bad things. It was with that information in mind that kept the cyborg quietly moving across the snow in the back alleys.

Rei’s darkened form didn’t leave imprints. The artificial chakra coil that ran through her feet were tuned to emanate the Water Elemental Change, making so that her steps on the fluffy ice didn’t even so much as shift the flakes around. Like a ghost stepping through the snow the cyborg prowled through the alleys with her ears tuned to listen to anyone; but all that returned was mostly silence. The howling of wind through the crevices of her city and the occasional elevated voices from a lover’s quarrel in the buildings she moved between was all that caught the scientist’s attention. It seemed that, for a change, the thieves and murderers were taking a break with the rest of Kumo. Rei finally allowed her body to relax as a large cloud of hot air was exhaled from between her lips.

The cyborg stepped out from the frozen dark allies back into an open but empty street. The dimly lit city under a deeply clouded sun revealed little about what she wore beyond a long jacket, combat boots, and winter pants. Her short scruffy hair billowed in the wind, collecting a nice white sheen from all the snow flurrying around, but she looked completely non-bothered by it. Rei looked up at the dark clouds and glared at them, the true target of her ire; she was bored. Work was limited due to the weather and the same went towards her research and engineering due to a lack of specific parts. So the engineer had taken to scouring the city, for about two hours at a time, and then warmed back up to allow her…more, human parts to thaw out. It had been 2hrs, now it was time to warm up again and crack back open her log book. It wasn’t much to do, but it helped kill time until her next resting cycle where she hoped to wake up to sans blizzard.

Taking a moment to find her bearings, Rei turned crossed the street and went down another alley. In the far back of this one, past all the windows that lead into the offices of the stores that surrounded her, was a simple black metal door. On it was a set of three numbers embedded into the steel and painted in red: 221. The scientist strode up to the door and reached her hand out to turn the knob. As she did, Rei commanded a chakra string to be created within the arm and pull back a little latch inside that made her palm disassemble and eject out the end of a key. As her fingers gripped the knob, the key slid in and turned itself clockwise. A frozen ‘click’ echoed inside of the cyborg as she felt the key doing its job before turning back and sheathing itself back into her wrist; the wrist turned and pushed the steel door open. Ice that had frozen onto the frame fell on the scientist, but she ignored it and moved past the snow to step down onto the floor and close it behind her. Once the door was shut, lights automatically began to turn on with a low hum, and a cold air billowed out of a grate on the floor that would heat up with time.

Safe house number 221. Only Jounin and ANBU staff had the keys to these places, as they were kind of “pop up” interrogation rooms or a safe place that a shinobi could call for reinforcements within the city if needed. There was even a separate room branching off that was an ER, containing everything one would need to conduct emergency surgery if they didn’t think the patient could make it to the main hospital in time. The rooms were created ages ago back when Kumogakure’s shinobi population started to dwindle and were a place for their militants to stop and collect themselves before moving to another part of their rather large city. As powerful as each soldier was, a group of civilians could still over run them if caught off guard.

Before Rei could get comfortable though, the steel door flew open again. Bursting inside were three men and something in a burlap sack. Those that exploded into the room through brute force were welcomed with darkness before one of them closed the door to reveal an empty room. The lights worked like a reverse refrigerator light. When the door was opened the power hit a kill switch; specifically just for moments like these. The very second the light became dark, Rei shot towards the ceiling and clung to the wood rafters with claws that extended from her her finger joins and ankles. Her neck turned 180 degrees to stare down at the intruders and watch them. If they turned out to be Jounin or ANBU, then she would be merciful, but if not, then she would happily execute all three for trespassing on government property. The real mystery here, one that immediately caught her interest beyond murder, was what was kicking around in the sack one of them had slung over their shoulder.
 

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Cold, it was so cold.

She was out in the cold blizzard Kumo was so known of, but why? It's simple, she was out getting groceries for the family, in case the blizzard lasted for a few days. She was the one with something to prove, so she took it upon herself to go out on her own. She was bundled up quite heavily, a giant scarf covering most of her face and a big hood covering the rest, basically a giant coat and a pair of eyes. She was rather short and small, so it would be surprising for someone to know how little of a person was under it all. Even with it all layered on, the cold still cut through and chilled her to the bone. What was a 20 minute trip out was quickly becoming hours, as the sun was setting. She had gotten most of what she was after, so she took a moment for herself, using some of her own money she would find a restaurant and get some hot chocolate, a delicacy for the ages for someone of her age.

Walking through the main streets, possibly side by side with the robot woman, she stepped into an open building and was immediately hit with a wave of warm air, making her thick clothing a burden in the opposite sense. She'd deal with it though, as she knew the arctic temperature that were awaiting her outside. Fighting to remove her gloves, she slid onto an empty stool at the food counter.

"What'll it be?"
"One hot chocolate please."

A sheepishly small voice escaped the big coat, the man behind the counter went to work on her order. As she was waiting, her attention was caught up with a bug that had crawled up on the counter. The place seemed relatively clean, and there was no way it had survived the snow, whatever it was doing here, it had deserved to live. She still found it kind of gross though, bugs were icky. She'd admire them from a distance, but you wouldn't catch her interacting with them. It would crawl its way down the table and she'd lose sight of it, before two men bursted in being loud mouthed, perhaps drunk but most likely just who they were as people. They sat down with a quieter set of people, and from what she could make out with a turn of the head was that they were playing cards, money was on the table.

She didn't have time to pay much more attention as the hot chocolate arrived. The smell of it overtook her, she dropped her unusually large scarf off her face, and over zealously sipped at it. It burned her, it was hot obviously, but children refused to notice. The result was her dropping the drink, it spilling on her coat and sending her in an adrenaline filled body jerk that sent her back off her stool, her back touching the leg of one of the chairs the loud men were sitting on. A cascade effect began, where one fell into the other, and the table fell over, scattering cards and money everywhere. In all the confusion and anger of them getting up, the other two quieter individuals scooped everything up and ran away, out into the cold to never be seen again.

"Little bitch, you owe us! You're gonna pay up, or else!" The first man exclaimed as he regained composure.
"Grab her, we'll force her to tell us where her family lives, we'll make them pay for her back and get paid double what we would've earned here!"

The first guy seemed to agree with this plan. He took her sack of rice, emptied it on the floor and shoved her in. She couldn't fight back, she was bundled to tight in this coat. It was suffocating to say the least, not much room to move and she saw a sight that didn't help much. She saw the bug from the counter, only inches from her eye. She shuffled around, wiggling free of the coat as best she could and used her leverage to kick and hit against the bag, to no avail until she was sat down harshly, the coat softening the blow. As the bag opened, she sprung out and flew off the table in this strange new building, smacking her back on the ground and rolling to a stop, facing up where she saw what she could only describe as a human spider stuck to the cieling. This was all very sudden and a lot to take in. If the woman above her looked at Keiko's face, she'd notice a bug crawl out from under her skin on her forehead, run across her face and disappear into her neck skin, she herself unaware of what happened.

The men, angry, were approaching to get their information.

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Rei clung to the ceiling beam and observed the situation. Her pupils lit up gently with chakra before they began to expand and contract, narrowing out the distance between herself and the three men that came in heaving their heavy sack. She did the math, measured the numbers vs her weapons, and had already calculated the exact timing of when each of them would receive death; all before Keiko dropped out of the sack. She originally intended to capture the mystery wiggle sack before it could hit the ground and injure whatever was inside, but before that came to conclusion, a child kicked her way to the floor and back against a wall.

The addition of the girl suddenly appearing into her combat zone made Rei freeze for a whole second as she recalculated the battle plan. The vocal leader of the group began to encroach upon Keiko’s personal space when the cyborg finished her suddenly finished her math, and the scientist shot into action without hesitation. Rei focused a small amount of chakra to the tip of her left index finger and released the hand to whip out a string of chakra that grabbed the door handle. With another whip of her arm the door was jerked open which triggered the light back off. With the darkness and sudden cold’s biting distraction, she had plenty of time to annihilate the trespassers cleanly and approach the child in a manor that wouldn’t damage her psyche. Her blades retracted from her hands and ankles, dropping the machina woman into the shadows opposite of the men.

Invisible strings of chakra with nooses expertly tied into them flew out of the shadows and wrapped each man’s throat before any of them had the time to close the door. They were all dragged back away from Keiko, screaming and kicking one by one; all beyond her field of vision. There was no sound other than the sudden silence of the kidnapper’s cries of alarm and terror. The room’s floor rumbled gently, stopped, and then again before the steel door was slammed shut to have the lights reveal a horrifying emptiness. There was no bodies. No blood. Only the faint trademark smell of death, and a lightly bloodied rag Rei was using to wipe off her hands. Her jacket was gone as well - mysteriously torn to shreds behind her, and she stared down at the child with a cold calculating gaze. The piercing blue only shifted back to her more natural hazel-red color when she caught the rare sight of an insect crawling across the child’s face. Rei instantly recalled studies involving a special bloodline that allowed insects to live inside them in trade for a deadly kekkei genkai. The memory recalled, as well, a set of unfinished blueprints she had intended for one of her many weapons based off their ability to harvest chakra from other shinobi. This left the scientist in a bit of mild joy as it meant she had both found a child of high chakra potential, and it was possibly of a certain study she was already trying to crack. Anything that helped further the accomplishment of creating a new weapon was well worth the effort she just put into dropping three living men.

The cyborg approached the child casually, kneeling down with a fake friendly smile and a clean hand held out to help Keiko back on her feet. She wondered if she was already enrolled into the Academy or if she would need to purchase the child from her parents. Hopefully it was not the latter. The purse strings for Kumogakure’s funds were held tight under the control of Kitsune’s competent staff. It would take at least a month’s time for reimbursement and there were projects that still needed funding! That said, it wasn’t like Rei was hurting for funds.

Are you okay?” she asked with a faux-genuine concern, “Were you hurt? Do you wish to be extracted to the medical facilities?
 

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FWOOSH!

The door flew open and the lights blurred and dissipated, the wind had knocked them out. She quickly scrambled to an upright position, scurrying across the floor as sounds of battle rang out in front of her. Her back smacked against the far wall, as two men dove out of the darkness within her range, and for just a moment she felt something, a little taste of something almost sweet, was it chakra? They screamed as they were pulled out of her vision range and summarily executed. A moment passed, and the light retook the room, the woman from the cieling standing before her in a tattered cloak.

She smiled, and moved down to her knee to help her up, but she didn't feel right to Keiko. Had she just fell from one predators trap into another? What she was feeling, unbeknownst to her, was the uncanny valley effect, the uneasiness of a realistic portrayal of a human but not being one. She however had to play along, reluctantly taking the womans hand and raising to her feet. She was rather short in comparison, only about waist height at most.

“Are you okay?”

She asked, it sounded real enough but she was still a bit creeped out.

"I-I'm alright, but my coat..."

She ran over to the bag, pulling her coat from it to find it ripped up, she had damaged it during the struggle and it was no longer fit to wear outside, she was stuck in this building for the night, or until the storm passed, and all her shopping was left back at the bar. Her face looked sad, like a small child having her candy stolen, she teared up.

“Were you hurt? Do you wish to be extracted to the medical facilities?”

"N-no, doctors are gross!"

She exclaimed as she welled up with tears, wiping them from her eyes as she silently sobbed.
 

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No, no! Not all doctors!" the cyborg immediately responded, “Dr. Shinrya is an amazing doctor capable of all sorts of miraculous feats! Although…I highly doubt she could be bothered at this time of evening…yes, actually. Probably for the best.

Rei considered the child before her. Her diminutive size was just barely taller than the snowbanks the Ryuu could walk on, and even if the three men that had stormed into here managed to clear a path, it was only to the bar and back; and that’s if the blizzard outside hadn’t already covered it back up. The machine turned her head away from Keiko for a moment to check the clock hanging on the wall. It was late, and that meant that the storm was only going to get worse. Blizzards in Kumogakure weren’t rare, but at least the shinobi and villagers living here were used to them. One rule raised higher than the rest concerning the icy flakes and that was no one left their home once the sun settled in the Western horizon. Even the highest trained ninja would find themselves frozen to death in the blizzards that struck the mountains. It gave them a sort of boon, though, as no one dared to attack their elevated home so long as the storm clouds hung near the peaks.

Since they would be stuck here for the time-foreseeable the machine stood up completely and walked to the end of the room. Touching a random spot on the wall, she sent a small pulse of chakra through her wooden fingers and activated a device beyond. Clicks could be heard echoing in the room causing openings in the floor to appear. A slow elevating unit pushed furniture up through those openings before the floor would slide close beneath the feet of the couch, table, and chairs that were produced. The far wall segmented in the middle, pushed out, and flipped around to reveal a fireplace; a log flipped out from the speed it was turned, but Rei caught it and tossed it back in. She aimed her left wrist at the stack of logs, formed a jutsu seal with one hand to channel the chakra, and ejected a small spurt of flame from her inner wrist. The logs caught immediately and a ball of heat rolled through the room.
That should help…” she muttered.

Rei flopped into one of the chairs, trying to give herself an air of aloofness to lure the child, and gestured towards the center table. On it was a pot of hot water, bags for tea, cups for sipping said tea, and a towering tray of baked sweets. Kitsune had a love for tea and sweets, so it was only natural that shortly after becoming Raikage all the emergency rooms were filled with these kind of necessities in case she ever found herself in one of them. Rei, herself, only began to pour the hot water from the pot into a cup and began to dunk a tea-bag into it. The cyborg didn’t have a taste for sweets and preferred bitter flavors, but then again the sweets weren’t for her. They were for Kitsune, or, a youth with high chakra potential a shinobi was trying to convince into joining the Academy.

My name is Rei,” the scientist said after Keiko neared closer, “Kumogakure Jounin and Weapon Inventor,” she had a far longer title but considering the fact the youth she spoke to seemed…really young, the machine decided to use the easier to understand one. “I would ask what happened to your coat, but I believe I can make that guesstimation accurately. I find myself more curious at your presence in such a blizzard. Why would you, so small, be sent out into such a storm? Are your parents not concerned for your wellbeing?

Please be an orphan’, the term kept repeating itself in her head. It was far easier to convince children with Chakra Potential to join the military when they had no home to go to.
 

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“No, no! Not all doctors!"
“Dr. Shinrya is an amazing doctor capable of all sorts of miraculous feats! Although…I highly doubt she could be bothered at this time of evening…yes, actually. Probably for the best.”


She shook her head in defiance.

"No, all doctors are icky! They poke you and take all your juices like a bug!"

Her vocabulary wasn't the best, but she had a childlike vendetta against the collection of so many bodily fluids. This would probably wane with time and experience however, but for now she had a strict no doctor policy. As she contemplated the nature of such human bugs, she was assaulted by the visual of the safehouse she had found herself in flipping around and revealing comfortable furniture, a log flying around but then the cool lady doing a fire jutsu and lighting a fire, creating warmth in a rough and cold room. It would warm quickly, and she would be enticed by the hidden floor couch. She walked around the edge of the couch and plopped down in the center, taking some warm tea and sipping on it slowly. She sneezed, the cold having its way with her, she would be sick tomorrow.

“My name is Rei, Kumogakure Jounin and Weapon Inventor, I would ask what happened to your coat, but I believe I can make that guesstimation accurately. I find myself more curious at your presence in such a blizzard. Why would you, so small, be sent out into such a storm? Are your parents not concerned for your wellbeing?”

Oh, introductions! She knew those!

"My name is Yamiyo Keiko, student!" she shot up from her love seat, and bowed deeply to show respect, as her father had taught, or rather beaten, into her. She would plop back down, swiping her busted coat off the ground and used it as a lap blanket.

"Mom and dad are tough on me to make me strong so I can be a, what did they call it? Oh! Golden ticket! They say if I try hard, I can be the savior of the family!" she pumped her fist as if motivated by the obviously bad statement. Her parents were former ninja, retired after a long life of civil servitude, they never saw action or fame, mostly just chuunin who did clerical work or sanitation. They had bigger dreams, and where obviously forcing on their daughter.

"They sent me out to get groceries to make me tough! Don't tell mom and dad, but I think they're just old and the cold makes their bones hurt!" she laughed, drinking in more of the comforting tea. She didn't really like sweets, so she wasn't partaking in the cookies.

"I just wish I could get started already, the academy put me on a list, said I'd get a teacher when one was available." she looked sad in that moment, looking down into her tea contemplating whether or not she was good enough, and that's why they looked over her.

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There was a small disgust in Rei’s stomach followed by a pinch of excitement. It was one of the few parts of her that was still mostly flesh, and that was her core. The cyborg’s actual stomach was synthetic, but, it was still attached to the correct nerves that when she heard the world “Golden Ticket” utter from the child’s mouth, even her stomach cringed.

So she was a child to those kind of parents. Either they had lived in Kumogakure for generations like her own, hoping for a child that could enter the military and bring the riches that career gave, or, they were ex-shinobi that had never gotten far themselves for whatever reason. “Golden Ticket” was not a term she was unaware of, but Rei had been raised to see it as a terribly negative term. Her family were ones steeped deep in scientific research. She was the first in two generations to have anything to do with Kumogakure, and that term had been thrown around in the years leading up to Kitsune snatching her up for a secret weapons project; it was never in a good way. Rei’s parents feared their children being taken away as they were very much against shinobi training, and knew well that Kumogakure would attempt to pay them ludicrous sums of money; which they would refuse every time. To meet a child who was growing up to see the “Golden Ticket” meme as a good thing, well…it didn’t set well on the machine’s artificial palette.

Yet, the fact that the Academy was already screening her potential was a plus. It gave the scientist a lot to work with if her paperwork was already on the up-n-up, especially if child’s folks were planning to all but sell the kid to the military anyways. If they really thought sending a child into one of the deadliest blizzards Kumo has known in over a decade…well, it was no wonder they didn’t make it far. Rei was also a woman of little emotion, but, couldn’t help but feel horribly conflicted regarding Keiko. She had never cared for children but the thought of parents that weren’t completely loving and supporting, like her own, stoked a fire of fury she had not felt in some years. There was a small, very, small part that wanted to just simply make the child an orphan and take her under the wing of science, but Rei resisted that homicidal side of hers.
Oh?” Rei had replied, perfectly removing any anger in her tone that should have been there, “I will have to meet these parents of yours. Have a talk. There are far better, and safer, ways of getting strong,” the cyborg took a deep drink of the hot tea, “and I would not worry about the Academy. You have the fortune of stumbling on myself, a Jounin! I can simply tell them you have the potential and we can start real training as soon as…oh, say next week? I suspect the weather will have cleared by then…but do tell me, what is your opinion on…beetles.” Her eyes widened slightly at the word as if she was trying to tease the girl, fully expecting the child who couldn’t stand doctors to also have ill emotions towards insects. If so, they would have a long way to go as far as training was concerned…

Then again, perhaps Keiko was just a passive genius. There was already another boy making waves in the Academy who hadn’t even served a full year and was making marks that surpassed students with three years experience.
 

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“I will have to meet these parents of yours. Have a talk. There are far better, and safer, ways of getting strong, and I would not worry about the Academy. You have the fortune of stumbling on myself, a Jounin! I can simply tell them you have the potential and we can start real training as soon as…oh, say next week? I suspect the weather will have cleared by then..."

She blinked for a second, had she just gotten her parents in trouble? Uh ooohhhh! She'd have no time to feel anxiety for besmirching the family name however, as the woman said she was a Jounin, and that Keiko could start as soon as next week. She clapped excitedly, ready to go at a moments notice.

"Now now!" she exclaimed excitedly, the childlike wonder and inability to chill and wait for things intensified.

"...but do tell me, what is your opinion on…beetles."

She dropped her happyness like a bag of potatoes.

"Bugs are gross...they seem cool from a distance, but I wouldn't touch one." She said, as one crawled down her arm, unbeknownst to her, and buried itself in her hand. She was actively growing her own bug colony as they sat there, and didn't even know.
 

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She didn’t know. Rei’s perfect eyes caught the insect traveling down the child’s arm and wondered how she didn’t feel it. For her, it wouldn’t be a stretch of imagination to be able to turn off the sensory chakra that allowed her to feel the “skin” of her fake arms. Keiko, however, was a fleshbag with nerve endings. Either her chakra levels were just large enough to feed the colony inside, or, the bugs themselves held a naturally hard to detect form; either one was promising.

Now, now,” the cyborg said with a hand extended to calm the child, “One day at a time. For now, let us just try to relax and wait out the blizzard…

It took another four hours, but, the wind finally died down enough for the natural barrier around Kumogakure to block out the storm cloud surrounding them. The snow banks were thick and still next to impossible to travel through, but the chakra-less peons were already busting out the good snow plows; even as the cold of dark and night surrounded them. A soft haze of trapped c02 collected at the top of the barrier as the engines spewed black smoke to power the wheels that allowed large waves of snow to be pushed off streets for citizens to walk through. The door that Rei and Keiko was behind became freed from a special order the cybernetic scientist sent out, as the safe room was a secret anyways.

Spending four hours alone with a child had been…enlightening. There were mixed feelings of simultaneously wishing she could be a parent while also being glad she was not. It was a lesson in patience. Not for Keiko, no, but for Rei concerning said child’s parents. The scientist had never been much of one for “motherly attachment”, but the small girl was really starting to wear on that, and the continued tales Keiko listed off about her folks nearly had Rei in a murderous rage. Who knew shitty parents would be an anger trigger?

Now that the streets were clear, Rei saw the child back to her home and announced then and there that Kumogakure would be accepting her into the Academy. Any sass or attempt to bargain over the child’s life would be met with a stone-cold ‘no’, and eyes that kept flashing from blue to a murderous red. She didn’t leave until Keiko’s parents well understood the hint that she was taking their child away from them, they would receive no compensation, and gave them an incredibly rude place to file a complaint.

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