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R&Rplz D
Why?
He asked himself.
What had he done to deserve such treatment?
There had to be a reason. He knew there was, yet he couldn't comprehend, even with all the clues blatantly shoved into his face.
"DEMON BRAT!"
The blonde child winced in pain as a stone was lobbed at him. Blood trailed down his skin in a gruesome but beautifully disturbing pattern.
He stared. It was the same crimson colour like he'd seen when someone got hurt if they fell.
I'm the same!
"THAT WAS FOR MY BROTHER YOU MURDERER!"
But I am different.
With that came another stone and another and another, soon anything the man could get his hands on somehow ended hurling into Naruto's face.
Demon?
Naruto looked around at the people surrounding him silently begging them to help him.
Can't they see my pain?
But the cold eyes he stared into were completely devoid of pity. Some of them even had the nerve to smirk before picking up stones and throwing at him. Then others joined in and it quickly became a full-blown attack as men, and the occasional woman grabbed sticks and bats and started hitting the boy.
Murderer?
Powerless, he turned, stumbling and crying out in pain as a large object crushed into the small of his back.
What have I done?
Run.
Run.
Don't look back.
Don't stop.
You'll die.
"KILL HIM! HE DESERVES TO DIE!"
"DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!"
Naruto had known this would happen. He had always dreaded this day.
He tried to hide on October the tenth.
His birthday though nobody knew it was. He had actually gotten many boxes of ramen to prepare for this day. He had planned on sitting quietly at home, away from the window, where occasionally a rock or something larger found it's way there, celebrating his birthday alone by allowing himself to eat more of his beloved favourite food. He would barricade the door clumsily with anything he could find and wait a few days for them to cool down.
To stop bothering him.
The beatings were worse on this day, where it was most likely for a mob to form and chase Naruto around and throw stones at him.
However that was not to be when the water heater broke and he dared not get a plumber because of the many number of times they tried to trick and murder him. Where would he find one anyway?
He had to get something to eat. And so he had tried to creep silently to the Ichiraku Ramen Bar. But with no success.
He had watched all the other children, barely keeping his jealousy in.
How come they were so loved on their birthdays?
How was he any different?
They were happy.
They had presents.
They had family
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
The beatings of the bat had turned into mindless droning beats, his mind uncomprehending the pain.
Thump.
Thump.
Thum-
Then something inside him had snapped. His mind descended into incomprehensible thoughts. A thousand images sped pass him in a rush of colours and memories. He ran after them, trying to understand but they slipped pass his fingers as he grasped at them. Through all the confusion there was a small voice in the back of his head. So small yet so clear.
So comforting and soft.
Not yelling, not screaming.
It liked him.
Not like they.
"Kill them all! What have you ever done to them? They've made your life MISERABLE! Kill them all I say."
He digested these thoughts slowly as his last piece of resolve floated away to nothing.
Why not?
Insane laughter echoed quietly at first before resounding through the walls of his mind.
And he regretted his agreement at once.
The attacking villagers suddenly felt a massive amount of killer intent radiating into the air. Wave after wave blasted forward making most of them vomit the contents of their stomachs.
Several masked heads perked up and all at once ran with their infamous swiftness towards the evil chakra.
Don't panic.
Some attackers opted to run away, screaming in pain and terror from the boy but others stood their ground and began abusing him with more desperation.
Stay in Control.
"DEMON!"
They started stabbing him with knives and kunai. Anything they could find!
But they would not scratch.
They would not cut.
The blades bounced from his skin as if the were made of rubber. They all stopped with frozen horror when an evil laugh pierced the air.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Is that all you puny humans can do?"
The voice was low and guttural; coming from the small boy's mouth was so disturbing.
The men found themselves blown into the air as the red fiery chakra surrounded him. It was like the creation of a tornado being formed in their very village. Everything and everybody in the immediate vicinity was blown into the air with the razor sharp winds cutting at their flesh with cruel accuracy.
Screams of agony were heard through the night sky, and as the wind stopped, various limbs were missing from flailing bodies. The others screamed in fear and tried to flee but the blonde had turned on them.
His eyes bloody red.
Claws sharp and dripping with blood.
Fangs jagged and drawn.
Whiskers thickening to dark bold lines.
"Where do you think you're going?"
He walked up to them deliberately slowly while the villages stood frozen in fear, unable to move, unable to run away the fiery menace coming closer and closer.
Naruto walked up to one of the more violent abusers and held him by his throat.
I think you should die too.
The man screamed.
There's so much power isn't it? So much control. I hold all your lives by a thread, and you can't do anything about it… And that's why it's just so amusing to watch you scream…
Then, using his razor sharp fangs he slit the man's throat in one fluid motion. Blood came spurting out, completely drenching Naruto in the red liquid.
He dropped to the ground lifeless.
The blonde turned to the others.
"There isn't enough BLOOD."
But before he could murder the others, a few dozen of masked men and women jumped in his path.
"Uzumaki Naruto, By order of the Hokage, you have to stop immediately or we will be forced to end your life."
He was silent for merely a moment before laughing again. The ANBU tightened their grip on their katana nervously.
All of them were brave no doubt having been sent on many life and death missions.
But nothing in the single history of their shinobi lives had prepared them for this moment.
"At least you will be a bit more of a challenge."
How'd you like it? R&R plz D