Naruto Elders Novels & Stories

"I will stay here with Adolf." "Okay," I replied briefly, giving a smile full of assurance before turning towards the room where the elders were waiting. As soon as I stepped closer to the main hall, the magical aura and power of the elders could be felt spreading around. They were not just any elders; they were the keepers of tradition and wisdom from generation to generation, maintaining the balance of the supernatural world and ensuring that the rules were respected by all tribes.

“I want the ones resisting this brought to my office tomorrow so I can hear them explain why they disrespect their Alpha and future Luna.” Manzitti then guides me to an impressive oak table with three elderly gentlemen sitting in black velvet high backed seats. “Helen, this is my Advisory Council, more commonly known as the Elders. Elder Glen, Elder Arthur, and Elder Joshua. Elders, this is my fated mate and love, Helen.” I bow to the elderly gentlemen and can almost feel their scrutiny fall on me. After a couple of intrusive questions, Manzitti’s frustration is reaching boiling point, so I place my hand on his arm and ask if we can go to get some fresh air.

Elder Oscard crossed his arms. Elder Lina just laughed and ignored him. There are 10 elders in the room and 4 teachers. The 9 elders are elders from the Inner Sect. Elder Win had a high position at the Royal Heavenly sect. Elder Lina, the Alchemist Factor elder. Elder Oscard, the elders of the Array Factor. Elder Kyle, the elder of Music Master Factor. Elder Situ, the elder of the Armament Fact. Elder Gia, the elder of the Poison Factor. Elder Yin, the elder of the Beast Master factor. Elder Gorge, the elder of the Swordmaster Factor. Elder Lark, the Elder of the Archer Factor. "What's your name, young boy?" Zachary asked the boy they saved a while ago.

Things like basic terminology, details about the ‘pack’, and a general rundown of how their weird hierarchy worked. “Okay, so… Alpha, Beta… and then Gamma…,” I said aloud, trying to remember the right names. “And then you have warriors, each with their own ranks… and then… Elders? Which are who again?” “They’re a small collective made up of the older generation,” he answered. “Unlike the birth ranks, the Elders don’t necessarily need to be born into an influential family. Their position is voted by merit and intelligence.” “The birth ranks being… the Alpha, Beta and Gamma, right?”

“Who are the elders?” “They’re the highest power there is in the brethren. They live in isolation trying to develop higher clarity. When things go wrong or a warrior is to be questioned for doing wrong they are consulted. They are thought to have mystical powers that connect them to the gods.” Elaina started. “They are also capable of looking into a persons true self and determining whether it is good or evil.” “So they’ve got powers?” Charise asked still confused. “That is what they say, usually no one ever actually ever meets the elders.” Elaina continued. “I’ve heard about them before when I used to live with the monks.”

The Council chambers felt ancient and imposing, carved stone walls lined with flickering torches that cast dancing shadows across our faces. Three high-backed chairs sat elevated on a dais, occupied by the Elders who governed this neutral territory—a place where supernatural beings could gather without the usual territorial conflicts. Elder Ama sat in the center, her silver hair braided with intricate beads that caught the firelight. To her left, Elder Nilo's weathered face bore the stern expression of someone who'd seen too many conflicts, while Elder Maura on the right watched us with calculating eyes that missed nothing.

"Oh. Are you all done?" They were all seated in the Council Room. It was something of a long table with twenty of the most powerful men in Raester. First, came the ten Elders. This Elders were either related to the Royal Family in a certain path, or timeline. Due to this, they were called Highborns as they had an inkling of the Royal family's strength and abilities. For this reason, most of them acted like they were better than the officials and Lior was sure there was definitely a person who wanted to take over from the Byron line so therefore, was probably bearing Lucas at the time.

Johnathon says, sitting beside Ana and I watch as he smiles sadly , after holding her hand. "She is going cold, I can feel it." Kai adds. "Yeah. What do you wanna say , Vlad?" I ask him, finding my voice at last. "I think, we should call upon the elders." He says . "Elders?" Both Damien and I ask him. "The oldest to have ever existed. They have seen many centuries, come and go. They are the people who guide us, every community has at least one living elder. They have immense knowledge, of everything, even things that are not written in history. I think I like that. Should I call him?" Kai asks Johnathon.

Blackthorn’s crest loomed largest. Of course it did. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission,” Ronan murmured beside me. I didn’t look at him. “You don’t own my voice.” His jaw tightened. “Not here.” “So this is where you draw the line?” I asked softly. “Where I stop being a person and start being a liability?” He glanced at me then, expression conflicted. “This is where I keep you alive.” I didn’t answer. The elders were already seated—nine of them, each radiating authority, age, and barely restrained hostility. Elara stood near the western pillar, hands folded, face carefully neutral.

“Elders, here is Gemma Anne Foster, Wade Grover the rogue, and coven leader Charles Nathaniel Holden and her representation, Attorney Malcolm Thompson. These are the elders, Elder Stuart, who is in charge of the military school and defense. Elder Daniels, is in charge of packs and families; Elder Heath, in charge of our history and logging present matters for the library. Elder Gordon is in charge of supernatural alliances and negotiations and Elder Crawford, overseeing trades and technologies, including medical.” “Why do they call them the elders? There’s only one old guy; shouldn’t they be the eldest and the mid-lifers?” She whispered more to herself, but judging from Grant coughing u