second battle

frostbite883  asked:

Naruto (Naruto and Sasuke aka Naruto to Sasuke) Episode AU Question: If Sasuke didn't ran out of energy to kill Naruto, succeeded in killing his rival/enemy and soon declared himself Hokage, what do you think would had happened afterwards?

I’m not sure which episode exactly you’re talking about here as Naruto and Sasuke have fought at least four times. For the sake of this answer I’m going to work with the last fight, the second battle at the Valley of the End. While it wouldn’t happen due to a number of factors we’ll also assume for the sake of an AU that Sasuke does defeat and kill Naruto, and declare himself Hokage. 

I don’t think he’d get very far. 

Assuming he would free the Shinobi Alliance of the Inifinite Tsukyomi (not guaranteed, as we heard Sasuke admit that he thought he should take all the burdens of the shinobi world on himself, a much easier task when all the shinobi are, you know, stuck in a genjutsu) he would have two paths: a hokage of peace or a hokage of war. 

To be any kind of kage, you need the support of the village, and barring that, you need enough power to subdue them. Sasuke has that ultimate power, but if he comes back with Naruto’s corpse he definitely wouldn’t have the support. He’d have to face the remnants of the Shinobi Alliance and either talk them down- not something he’s good at- or he would have to fight them. 

Probably all of them. 

Or at least a large portion of them including some of the most powerful warriors from all five villages. 

Now let’s go a step further and say by some miracle he wins that fight, subduing what’s left of Konoha’s military forces and bringing them home. He ousts Tsunade and becomes Hokage. 

There are now four other kage in the ninja world (and if they didn’t survive the fight, their heirs) who definitely do not like him. 

Sasuke could either engage in active peacework, or he could build up Konoha’s military might and take on every last one of them in a fifth Ninja World War. If Sasuke wasn’t so dedicated to the idea of one man making all the mistakes, I think he would try for peace- but that Uchiha Curse of Hatred has him by the balls. Fifth World War it would be. 

In the end, Sasuke would be a shit Hokage. He can’t delegate,his charisma is nill, he can’t trust others to accomplish tasks, and most importantly he feels he should do everything himself which was the original impetus for his leaving Konoha anyway- he didn’t believe he could become stronger in the village or with the village. 

Without meaning to, and probably to his immense sadness, Sasuke would inevitably become a dictator- either a Giver-type who controls Konoha in a false peace or an action-movie leader who keeps throwing bodies at problems hoping to make them go away. 

And then someone would have to come along and put him down the same way Madara was put down, thus starting the cycle of bullshit all over again. 

IRAQ. Al-Anbar governorate. Fallujah. June 27, 2016. A member of Iraqi government forces celebrates along a street in Fallujah after government forces recaptured the city from Islamic State militants.

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February 2nd 1943: Battle of Stalingrad ends

On this day in 19423 during the Second World War, German troops surrendered to the Soviet Red Army in Stalingrad, thus ending five months of fighting. The battle began in August 1942 during the Nazi invasion of Russia - codenamed Operation Barbarossa - and Adolf Hitler ordered an attack on the major city of Stalingrad. Stalingrad became a major playing field of the war, as Soviet leader Stalin was determined to save the city which bore his name. Under the leadership of General Paulus, German bombing destroyed much of the city and troops captured areas through hand-to-hand urban warfare. In November, Marshal Zhukov assembled six Russian armies to surround Stalingrad and trap the Germans in the city, barring provisions and troops from reaching them. Many German soldiers died of starvation and frostbite following the onset of the harsh Russian winter, with temperatures down to -30°C, but Hitler insisted they fight until the last man. After five months, the Russian Red Army claimed victory when the remaining German troops surrendered in February 1943. 91,000 Germans were taken prisoner, including twenty-two generals; this was all that remained of the 330,000 strong German force who arrived at Stalingrad. The Battle of Stalingrad is among the bloodiest battles of the Second World War, causing nearly two million casualties. The disaster depleted the German army’s supply of men and equipment, allowing the Allies to gain the advantage, which enabled them to invade Germany and win the war.

“The God of war has gone over to the other side”
- Adolf Hitler upon hearing of the German surrender at Stalingrad


December 8th 1941: Battle of Hong Kong begins

On this day in 1941, during the Second World War, the Battle of Hong Kong began. The attack on the then British colony of Hong Kong began just hours after the Japanese attacked the American base of Pearl Harbor, marking the beginning of Japan’s quest for domination in Asia. The British government was sceptical of their chances of defending the outpost, but in September 1941 drafted Canadian troops to Hong Kong. The Battle of Hong Kong lasted 17 days, seeing heavy bombardment and fierce fighting, including a massacre at an Allied hostpital. The 12,000 Allied troops - comprising Canadians, Britons, Indians, and locals - were vastly outnumbered by the 50,000 Japanese. Ultimately, over 2,000 Allied troops died trying to defend Hong Kong, and the British governor surrendered on December 25th. The Japanese occupied Hong Kong until August 1945; after the war, the Japanese governor was executed for war crimes. The battle of Hong Kong remains an important moment in Canadian and Commonwealth history, for, despite overwhelming odds and little military training, the Allied forces refused to surrender, and many subsequently endured brutal conditions as prisoners of war.

75 years ago today

Halloween 1998

@shadowalex2000 requested this, so if you want to be angry with someone go be angry with him. Draco was my addition I don’t know where that came from.

It had been a rough year for Harry, after the war he had shut himself up. He knew he had managed to save the Wizarding world and he was aware that it was a big deal and that he was a big deal but he just wanted to stay alone for a while.

He had distanced himself from Ginny, Hermione, Ron, everyone around him that he knew cared about him but just wasn’t in the mood for which sounded mean but he had lost so much in such a short span of time, he needed to heal before he could function as a normal human.

May was filled with all these funeral he wish he never had to attend, he went to every single one he could and stayed with the families, he made sure everyone knew how he appreciated their sacrifice.

He stayed with Andromeda during May to be with Teddy, he couldn’t forgive himself for giving Teddy a life without his parents, Remus sounded like he forgave him but Harry didn’t forgive himself. The boy with pink hair like Tonks and warm eyes like Remus whatever colour it was, he hurt every time he held him he felt calm but also sad.

June was a little bit better, Harry spent June with the Weasleys, they deserved that. Harry wanted to shut himself away much but he felt like he owed them a proper visit, helping Molly around the house, giving George all the time he needs, playing with Ginny’s hair every time she has a nightmare about Bellatrix and of course being there for Ron and Hermione. He knew he wasn’t the only one who lost loved ones on 2nd of May, but he, himself died too that day, nobody could have known what that feels like.

In July, McGonagall announced that they will be taking the 7th years of last year as 8th years back to Hogwarts so they can complete their educations. This was very important to Harry, the boy who lived could become an auror anytime but he wanted to become one as normal people did. He wanted to be normal so bad.

September came and he apparated to Hogsmeade with his fellow Dumbledore’s Army friends, none of them wanted the extra attention they would receive on Platform 9 ¾. McGonagall made the arrangement so that everyone could stay together, they were the children of war and McGonagall understood that, she knew that each of them needed one another to heal. Or just to have the chance to heal, the things those kids went through, she didn’t think any of them would be whole again.

Staying with people who have fought alongside him felt good because they didn’t ask for interviews or for comments, they treated him like a normal person. No one was the same person they were before the war, there were so many familiar faces missing, Harry sometimes went to the Room of Requirement or the Shrieking Shack to have a small outburst of feelings, Room of Requirement would provide him things he can break and throw to the walls, he never told anyone about these.

October came, Harry laughed for the first time since May in October. Andromeda had sent him a picture of Teddy in his costume which was a wolf with blue fur. Then it hit him Halloween was coming closer. He learnt the date of his parents death a year before when he visited Godric’s Hollow with Hermione on Christmas Eve. He thought about all the Halloween’s before this one, he never knew, he never grieved because no one had the decency to tell him.

31st of October came and the usual Halloween feast was under it’s way but Harry didn’t feel like eating or celebrating Halloween so he excused himself and went outside the castle. He knew these small celebrations were everyone’s attempt at feeling better. He slowly started walking down the hill to the tree where he once watched his father play with a snitch as Peter Pettigrew watched in awe. He sat down under that tree and stared into the darkness, he felt numb, he had so much inside him willing to come out but he would never let them free. Harry Potter was strong and he was thought by Vernon that crying was a weakness, wonder what they were doing, how Petunia was spending the day her sister died.

Harry looked up at the sky at the Moon and the brightest star, he thought about Remus and Sirius, all those times they talked about James and Lily and they never told him when they died, he first felt anger suddenly replaced by longing, he missed having them around the only reminders of his parents.

He heard something, when he turned around to check what it was he saw pale blond hair before he saw his face Harry knew who it was. 

“You have found my spot then, Potter” said Draco, they way he said Potter never changed, Harry felt like he was in second year.

“Didn’t know it was yours, Draco. I will leave no worries.” answered Harry, he pulled himself up and started making his way to the castle.

“I’m very sorry for your loss” mumbled Draco.

“It’s been 5 months–”

“No, not for that. I know today’s your parents’– you know” he had trouble talking, he was avoiding the word dead.

“Yes I do” said Harry with a small smile, he found it funny for some reason. Then it hit him, it was the first time some had said that, the first time someone had actually acknowledged that the day James and Lily Potter died, Harry had lost his parents. He felt something in his heart like someone was squeezing it too hard. He had never felt something so strong in his life and he felt his eyes burn. He had survived so much in the past year and not once he had cried, he realised the last time he cried was when Dumbledore died. He somehow kept his composure during the funerals, he had been criticised by Daily Prophet for looking too stone faced, luckily the families didn’t care.

Harry let it go all at once, Draco looked very surprised. Harry felt relief wash over him, Merlin it felt good to cry.

“I- I’m sorry Malfoy, I wish you never saw this” he said while laughing. The wave of relief was overwhelming.

“If it makes you feel good Potter” replied Draco. “The great Harry Potter having a break down in front of the infamous Draco Malfoy, Daily Prophet worthy title.” he added with a small grin.

“I never liked Halloweens myself” he continued and he kept on telling stories about why he didn’t like Halloweens as Harry cried his heart out. It was Draco’s way of dealing with the absurdity of the situation.

Harry calmed down slowly after crying for what it felt like months, he felt better.

“You didn’t have to be such a drama queen to be my friend Potter, a simple question would have sufficed” teased Draco.

“I never really thanked you for not giving me away at the Malfoy Manor, so, uh, thank you” said Harry.

“I knew you regretted not accepting my hand first year” replied Draco as he got up. He offered a hand to Harry and he took it this time around.

“Don’t get over yourself Malfoy, I genuinely hated you until this year, right now I hate you a little less” said Harry as he took his glasses to clean them and they made their way up to the castle slowly. 

Harry was glad it was Draco who found him and it wasn’t any of his actual friends, if it was them Harry would have kept it to himself because he wouldn’t want them to worry. This felt strange but it felt right.

858. When Voldemort was defeated, it was McGonagall who went looking for Snape's body. What she found was a very weak, but also very much alive Snape, lying in the shack with Fawkes by his side. McGonagall was overjoyed, but Snape didn't want to go back to the others. He didn't feel like a hero and with Voldemort finally defeated, he wanted to start a new life, away from idiotic students or apologetic Potters.  McGonagall helped him transfigure a tree branch into a life-like Snape corpse and helped him leave, unseen, by everyone. Snape builds a new life as a potions-master outside of England, where he is too well known, and finally lives the life he never got the chance to live. He meets with McGonagall sometimes and at some point tells Sprout and Flitwick, who are both relieved and angry at him for not telling them.

IRAQ. Al-Anbar governorate. Near Fallujah. 2016. An Iraqi policeman prays after breaking his Ramadan fast at Camp Tariq outside the (now formerly) ISIS-held town. 

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Whoniverse: Class Appreciation Week – Day 4 – Favorite Theme: Inverted Tropes

Charlie is the white male protagonist–the alien prince without a people.  This is meant to be his tragic backstory.  She’s just the terrorist who attacked his people.  And yet…?  This becomes her story.  She is a freedom fighter against an oppressive regime.  The ‘tragic prince’ is the heir to a morally questionable monarchy.  He is not the hero (nor is she the villain) one would expect.