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Naruto stared into the mirror, glaring at his reflection. The nine year old boy hated only one person, the one person who is causing his village heartache, and the one person that made his people lash out in anger. He hated the fact that this person could walk around with the consent of the Hokage himself. He hated the fact that this person was alive. Naruto slammed his fist into the mirror, shattering it and cutting his hand, but he didn't care he knew the Kyuubi would fix it up in no time.

Oh yes Naruto knew of the Kyuubi, ever since his early years of life. His first encounter with the beast ended with the boy being super charged with the demon's chakra and bloodlust. By the end of the day, multiple people had lost their lives to the child's rampage. It had taken several squads of ANBU to finally subdue him. They were lucky that the Toad Sage Jiraiya was there with a chakra suppression seal. When Naruto had come out of his blood rage he realized for the first time in his entire life that he hated someone.

After that day Hiruzen made the decision of placing Naruto in ANBU. He was obviously unstable, and with his new found abilities he would be a liability near lower ranked shinobi. From that day forward Naruto tried to kill the person who had garnered his hatred with all his might. Who is this person that Naruto hates so much, with every fiber of his being? The answer was so simple. He hated himself.

He hated himself for what he housed, for what he had done, for making his people remember their losses, and every day he was alive he brought more pain to the people he was sworn to protect. The blond found himself trying to commit suicide on multiple occasions; they were all fruitless though, as any damage was healed immediately by his stubborn Bijuu. He would then sigh, and begin the process of cleaning up any blood that was left from his attempt.

One night when Naruto was reading a scroll, a sudden realization hit him. It was so brilliantly simple! Since he could not end his life, maybe he could leave. Of course the blond would still be doing missions for Konoha, even if they didn't know it. He would leave, therefore ridding himself of the villager's lives and still protecting them. Two birds with one stone. Naruto walked into his room, observing several scrolls that were laid out on his bed. They contained clothes, food, weapons, and the essentials. The blond put on his ANBU gear, including a large black cloak, and tanto which he strapped to his back. Naruto checked then rechecked his supplies, and when he was satisfied he placed his kitsune mask over his face, before disappearing in a swirl of leaves.

The blond ANBU operative reappeared on the outskirts of the village. Naruto did a quick sweep with his senses, making sure that he was alone. When he didn't feel any other chakra signatures, the small assassin pulled out a scroll from his cloak. Naruto opened it before reading carefully; if his information was correct (and it always is) then this scroll had the means for a long distance shunshin. The range would be able to get him out of fire country in the blink of an eye.

Once he was content, Naruto began making the handsigns. Without thinking the blond had put too much chakra into the jutsu, making his whole body flush with an indescribable feeling. He felt himself falling before his eyes closed and unconsciousness took him.

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Erlok was having a bad day. The troll scowled at his current predicament. He was currently tied to a post in the middle of a desert, his armor and weapons were taken from him. Why was he in this situation? The troll glared at the ground, he was the only one besides his leader Vol'jin to stand up to Garrosh's tyranny. The orc warchief had gone too far! He needed to be stopped. Unfortunately when the troll hunter had made his opinion known he had been incarcerated then sent into the desert along with a rather hotheaded orc.

Erlok sighed, before turning his head to the right to observe his fellow prisoner. The orc, Grug was his name? Grug was pulling at his ropes in a vain attempt to free himself, cursing audibly when he couldn't achieve his goal. After another minute of this the green skinned warrior huffed before going limp in irritation. Erlok turned his head to the left to see the rotted remains of a human, tied to the other post. He was beginning to smell as the sun glared down on them.

The troll chuckled lightly, getting the orc's attention, "What do you find amusing troll?" despite the rude way he put it Erlok replied nonetheless, "At least we aren't like him, aye mon?" Grug snorted before muttering under his breath. "I'd very much appreciate it if you didn't speak like I am not present." Erlok snapped his head to the left, forest green eyes met eerie yellow, "Uh sorry mon, didn't know ya were a forsaken, how didya get in this position?" The shirtless undead shook his head in annoyance, causing his thin purple hair to sway, "Apparently imbuing grunts with demonic energy is a crime." Grug glared at the undead, "You are one of those cowardly warlocks." The forsaken merely grinned at the orc, "Demon handler Sydneth, at your service."

The orc growled before turning his attention elsewhere. Erlok gave a respectable nod to the undead, many trolls practiced dark magic, or as they liked to call it, voodoo. The troll hunter turned his gaze to a very sharp looking rock in front of him. He cursed in zandali; it was just out of reach. Any further actions were put on hold as a white flash blinded them all. When the light died down a small humanoid form was crumpled up in a heap in front of them. At first glance it looked like a gnome, but upon closer inspection Erlok realized it was a small human child.

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Naruto became intensely aware that his mask wasn't on his face; he kept his eyes closed and stretched out his senses. He felt the rough gritty sand beneath him, and he could hear slow breaths being released to his right. As he was about to sit up a strange voice spoke up, it was laced with an unknown accent, "Aye mon, are you alright?" The voice was berated by another one, this voice was gruff and angry, "Have you lost your mind troll!? That's a human!"

Now Naruto was curious, the boy sat up and turned his head towards the voices before opening his eyes. The blond couldn't stop his eyes from widening at the site before him. Three creatures looked at him with mixed expressions, one of anger, another of expectance, and one of boredom. The tallest of the creatures, this one sporting an impressive pair of tusks, called out to him, "Aye mon, do ya mind gettin us outta here?"

Naruto calmly walked up to them, before pulling out his tanto and pointing it at them, "Tell me what I want to know first." The angry one seemed to grow furious, "Who do you think you are you insolent whelp?!" The blond boy placed the blade lazily on the furious creature's shoulder, "I'm your key to freedom, demon." The creature seemed to sputter in anger at being labeled as such and Naruto didn't miss the quiet chuckle that came from the corpse.

Erlok eyed the boy for a second, before smiling broadly, "What do ya want to know mon?" The boy seemed surprised at his willingness to comply, before his face went impassive once more. "What are you, were am I, and why are you here?" Erlok nodded slowly at the questions, "In order, I am a troll, he is an orc and he is an undead." Erlok nodded to his fellow captives as he gave their race, and then their names. "We are currently in Durotar, not too far away from Sen'jin village actually, and da reason we are here is because we stood up to our tyrant of a leader."

The blonde nodded at the troll's words, before making a decision. "My name is Naruto Uzumaki." With a slash of his tanto the troll slumped to the ground, rubbing his now freed wrists. Next he cut down Grug, who gave a grunt as thanks. Naruto then turned his attention to the undead; the blond grimaced as he took in Sydneth's condition. It was obvious that the undead had been there for quite a while, as the rope that was binding him was digging deeply into his flesh, not that he minded.

"Hold still zombie-san." Sydneth glared at the boy, "I am no zombie child, being such would imply that I have no will of my own, and as you can see I do, for I am forsaken." Naruto gave a quiet apology for insulting the undead, before carefully cutting the ropes that dug into Sydneth's skin. Once they were all free, the horde members stood and stretched their limbs. A loud growl tore through the silence, everyone looked at Grug. The orc absently scratched his cheek, "You wouldn't happen to have any food with you, boy?"

Naruto wordlessly pulled out a scroll, before sending chakra into it. A poof of smoke later and three bentos were in his arms. Erlok and Grug took the food with grins of approval, Sydneth shook his head, "I haven't eaten anything in years, and I don't plan on starting now." As the orc and troll sat down, they eyed the food curiously. Erlok took I tentative bite into an eggroll before quickly gobbling the rest of it down. Grug being a bit selective but still hungry picked at his food with an apprehensive look.

Naruto observed the horde members curiously; he was a bit disappointed with how the jutsu turned out. He was obviously in a foreign world. The blond sighed, perhaps that was for the best. At least here he couldn't hurt his village. As the blond was lost in thought he failed to notice the strange look the forsaken warlock kept sending him.

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