New Story Bich. So here I am, typing new shit because the old just doesn't seem to come out at all. This is an experiment and I don't know if I'll even continue this, depends on the response I guess. Here is the summary first.

Naruto has been tortured, mentally, physically. Shunned for something he never had control over. But he won't break out of his shell, he won't make people see him for things other than the demon inside him. He will become the demon inside him. Strong!Naruto. No Pairings. Grey!Naruto.

So that is the summary guys. Read note at the bottom.

The first and the last time I mention this, but. NARUTO IS NOT OWNED BY ME.

"The psychopaths are always around. In calm times we study them, but in times of upheaval, they rule over us."
― Ernst Kretschmer

"Have you ever felt disconnected from the world?" a voice seemed to ask another. It was dark, looking at it from a distance wouldn't help. It would be better if we moved closer. As close as one could get, because if you got too close, all you'd see was a blue void, darkness, emptiness in eyes that once held feelings. Feelings snuffed out, replaced by someone who does not care anymore. Naruto Uzumaki.

"I have" Naruto seemed to say. As the sun began rising, light began filtering into the room from a small gap that was somewhere in the corner. Inside the room apart from him was sitting another person, tied to a chair, blindfolded.

"Disconnect from the world, allows me to do things" Naruto said to him as he picked up a knife. The knife was hovering agonizingly close to the genitals of this tied up man.

"Things no one wants-" Naruto said as he pierced a knife straight at the testicles of the tied up man, who cried out loud. He was tied, but not gagged. Naruto loved to make them scream, he loved to make them tremble in fear, like this man was now, in fear and in pain.

"Ssssh" Naruto said soothingly applying some Chakra around the area, that seemed to alleviate the pain for a while, but how long. "I can make the pain go away, just tell me, where is it?"

"I- I don't" the man in the chair panned, as more light filtered in, one could clearly see that the man had silver hair. He was a chunin. He was Mizuki Tome.

"You do know, don't you?" Naruto asked him as Naruto pulled the knife out of the general area, Mizuki was surprised to note that he hadn't passed out in pain yet. It was only a matter of time before he would though.

"I would never tell you anything DEMON BRAT" Mizuki shouted, perhaps his last act of defiance. Naruto looked at him before cracking his head sideways. And promptly slashing his throat. Mizuki was no more, all that came from him was a gurgle and that faded away too.

Demon Brat. Naruto wanted to spit at the connotations of that word. He knew what it meant, he had known for a long time now, he had denied it for a while, but after the incident, there was no denial anymore. He was a demon, and he was going to act like it.

-x-

Hiruzen Sarutobi was getting old, perhaps now was the time he could quit, hand over his hat to some other asshat who could do paperwork instead of him, thus freeing him from the headache. He stared at the person standing in front of him, the very power of human sacrifice. The jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Kitsune, Naruto Uzumaki.

Naruto Uzumaki stared right back at him, his piercing blue eyes seemed to be voids, endless if you looked into them. Almost entrancing. Sarutobi cringed as he realized what this child had gone through, to put himself through the shinobi program like this.

Naruto was the living definition of black ops, someone who was so off the books that if he ever got caught, deniability could be ensured. Three people knew about him being what he really was, one was dead, the other was Kakashi Hatake. Even Jiraiya had to be kept in the dark about his 'condition' because it was sure that if he ever found out, he would be outraged.

"Was there any reason you killed him?" Sarutobi asked Naruto, who shook his head, his face slowly breaking into a grin, a grin which still unsettled the old man to this day.

"There was an- how shall I put this, an urge" Naruto said smiling now, not a normal smile, there was nothing normal about this smile. This was a maniacal smile.

"An urge?" Sarutobi asked him, raising an eyebrow. He found some of the boy's answers most amusing. Naruto nodded, before looking out the window.

"Hey old man?" he asked Sarutobi. Sarutobi gestured to Naruto, asking him to continue with the line of questioning. "Do you wonder how hard it is for me, to protect a place I so hate?" he asked him.

Sarutobi nodded. Perhaps there was no reason for Naruto to not hate Konoha. Sarutobi was sure that he himself hated Konoha, the things the village and the act of protecting it had made him were the most vile things ever.

"You still do it though, for her" he asked Naruto, who groaned. As a psychopath, it was hard for Naruto to form bonds, but there was one person during his time with ROOT that he bonded with, someone who made him glad to be alive, someone who he didn't have to kill to feel that way about. Miko-chan.

"Keep Miko out of this" Naruto said, his tone beginning to threaten.

"You need to talk to someone about it Naruto" Sarutobi had almost a pleading look on his face now, he was genuinely concerned about Naruto, someone who was almost as much of a grandson as Konohamaru Sarutobi himself was.

"No, no talking" Naruto said to him. "I made a promise, I keep it old man. Mizuki is dead, the scroll, was in his house" he said. "I will be going home, if its not too much of a problem with you?" Naruto asked him. Sarutobi nodded his ascent.

"Wait" he said to Naruto, before opening the drawer of his desk. Pulling out the coveted leaf headband, he tossed it towards Naruto.

"It's time"

-x-

Nightmares plagued people. Naruto was living a nightmare.

'Swear to me Naru, swear to me right now that you will take care of this village. LOOK AT ME'

Naruto tossed and turned, trying to go to sleep. But dreams of Miko-chan haunted him constantly. Finally he decided he couldn't sleep. He looked outside the window, it was the regular time of the day, he was supposed to be up and about in fifteen minutes, he'd only gotten home an hour ago. He shrugged as he put on his headband.

It's time indeed. He thought, blandly.

So you have questions, perhaps I was shit in the writing of this story, why is this so short and the likes. Review it bich, it helps me, really, and makes me want to write more for you guys.

Now stuff will be explained in flashbacks, obviously, Naruto is above Jounin level, so what rank is he actually going to be. Find out in the next chapter.