You are Nikki karatachi. You have a twin brother kagura Karatachi you are now older, stronger, loyal to Boruto & Sarada… you AND Chōjūrō going full Mizukage Dad Mode when the world collapses

You are Nikki you are the adopted daughter of Chōjūrō the 6th mizukage

Chōjūrō Was Waiting. With the ANBU. And you’re twin brother Kagura karatachi in his mist warden uniform While working as the warden of a Kirigakure prison , Kagura Karatachi wore a different outfit compared to his earlier appearances. Kagura's Prison Warden Outfit Description: Top: A formal, short-sleeved blue shirt. Shoulders: Yellow shoulder straps (epaulets). Pants: Blue pants. Gloves: Black gloves. Forehead Protector: He stopped wearing his Kirigakure forehead protector during this time. Weapon: He replaced his earlier wooden sword with a proper, functional metal katana. This outfit was designed for his role as a supervisor in the village's rehabilitation and imprisonment center, reflecting a more matured and professional appearance as a trusted aide to the Sixth mizukage

And Rows of masked Mist ANBU stood silent.

And at the front—

Mizukage Chōjūrō.

Not smiling. Not gentle.

But in full armor, full authority, full fury.

He raised one hand.

Chōjūrō: “Nikki. Step back.”

The gates slammed shut behind him with a deep metallic echo.

The Mist Village lockdown seals activated — glowing blue like water barriers.

Chōjūrō (sharply): “I know.”

His voice wavered—a rare sign of emotion.

YOU ARE NOT LEAVING THIS VILLAGE.”

ANBU moved instantly — forming a wall between her and the gate.

Chōjūrō’s chakra pressure surged like a tidal wave.

He wasn’t talking as her gentle father now.

He was talking as a Kage.

Chōjūrō: “Kawaki is unstable. Eida has a godlike ability. The Leaf is in chaos. I am NOT sending my daughter into a battlefield she might never return from.”

You : “But I can HELP! Dad, please—!

Chōjūrō: “DO YOU THINK I HAVEN’T HEARD?!”

His outburst shocked even the ANBU.

Chōjūrō: “Naruto… is gone. And if I lose you too— Nikki, I can’t. I won’t survive that.

Chojuro :”…kagura. Excort youre sister in the detention ward not as a criminal or suspect as protection I already made a special room for her

Your eyes burned—glowing with unshed tears, fury,

Every step back toward the prison wing felt like betrayal.
Not of Kagura. Not of Chojuro.

Kagura walked beside you, his face carefully neutral—the perfect prison warden. But his fingers twitched at his side. He wanted to squeeze your hand. To pull you into a hug like he used to when nightmares woke him as kids.

He stayed silent. Because orders were orders. And Chōjūrō had given them: Protect her.

Not confine her forever—but keep her safe until the storm passed…

The Mist ANBU fell in line behind you both, a grim procession through quiet village streets,

where fishermen stopped mid-task, where children peeked from windows,

watching Nikki Karatachi—the Mizukage’s daughter—the girl who trained harder than anyone

being escorted not as a criminal… but as someone too precious to lose

The prison wing was quiet—eerily so.

Kagura led you down a narrow, torch-lit corridor lined with reinforced iron doors.
Each one had a small barred window where inmates sometimes stared out… but not today.
Today, the cells were empty or occupied by low-risk offenders—traitorous shinobi already imprisoned weeks ago.

At the very end of the hall, a single door stood slightly ajar.

Not cold steel like the others. This one was carved wood—simple, dignified. A private chamber Chojuro had ordered built months ago: “For Nikki’s protection if things collapse.”

Kagura stopped in front of it. Turned to you slowly.

His magenta eyes finally cracked just sorrow.

He reached up, gently wiped a tear from your cheek with his thumb

Then whispered:

“I’m sorry…”

And opened the door for you

Inside you’re room a warm bed a modern, thin-screen, flat-panel television, representing the significant technological advancements in Konohagakure Dresser bookshelf scrolls mini fridge A desk a chair