Third person pov

The third hokage stared out at the village below him, the village that he swore to protect when he took the position of hokage several years ago.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his pipe, taking a long drag. There was something in the air tonight. After being hokage as long as he has he gained a keen sense for danger. He breathed out, smoke clouding his vision. Something was going to happen. He could feel it.

"Lord hokage!" His right hand man Shikaku nara burst in with a worried expression "we have a breach"

The old man let out a sigh. Seems his bad feeling was right.

*Time skip*

The hokage stepped outside, the wind blowing through his robe. His eyes scanned the area. Now where could the enemy be-

"Yo" their heads shot up to see a man in a strange mask and a black cloak dawned with red clouds.

"The akatsuki" shikaku spat.

The two of them jumped onto the rooftop where the man waited for him "what is your business here?" The hokage demanded.

"Such a sharp tone. It makes me feel like your not having to see me" he pouted.

"Answer the question" shikaku growled.

"Well I came to give you some wonderful news" he spun around happily before holding five fingers out "five years from now a war is going to break, the fourth shinobi war"

Their eyes widened in horror. Another war. It can't be.

"Welp anyway I should get goi-" he stopped, his body paralysised.

"You're not going anywhere" shikaku held him in a shadow possession jitsu.

"Well pooey" the man pouted.

"Tell me" the hokage stepped forward "why tell us this? What could you possibly gain from giving us this information?"

"Well I thought it's be fun to watch you squirm. After all there's nothing you can do to stop me" his voice got deeper, his cheerful persona slipping away into something more sinister.

"We'll see about that tough guy-" shikakus words were cut short by an explosion knocking both them and his shadow possession jitsu away.

"Are you done here Tobi?" A man with long blonde hair asked with an annoyed expression "my works of art aren't to be wasted on meaningless chatter"

"Coming!" His childlike persona returned "toodaloo gentleman" with that the two men disappeared.

"How troublesome" shikaku gave the hokage a worried look "what should we do lord hokage?"

He took a deep puff of his pipe "gather every  Joninin the village has to offer, we're putting them on information tracking"

"But what about the Genin? My son's unmotivated enough without taking asuma out of the picture" shikaku groaned.

"I want you to contact our four top shinobi. They'll be tasked with training our Genin for the worst case sanerio"

"So we're bringing those guys in. We really must be in trouble" shikaku sighed "alright I'll get on it" shikaku took off, leaving the hokage alone.

The old man stared up at the stars above him. Another war can't break out. He must prevent it by any means nessasary.