I stared at the mob in front of me with half lidded eyes. I couldn't hear what they were saying anymore, it was like I was underwater. All I could feel was the pain. It was overwhelming and I just wanted to pass out but I knew if I did, it would only be worse when I woke up. So I just sat there waiting for everyone to leave. It felt like years when I was finally alone. Sitting in my mass of blood and flayed flesh. Many bones were broken but I knew I had to move before I was noticed again, so I slowly began to crawl out if the alley across the street to my apartment. It took hours to get there and a couple more to get up to the 5th floor but I couldn't stop until I was in my room. When I got there I entered and locked the door continuing to drag myself to the washroom. Grabbing the medical supplies on the floor beside the bath, I peeled off my cloth and poured the disinfectant all over my body. I didn't bother with only cleaning the wounds since there wasn't a place left untouched. Reaching into the kit again I pulled out a roll of bandages and with a practiced hand began to wrap up the worse injuries before I allowed myself to lose consciousness.

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Groaning I opened my eyes, looking around myself trying to figure out why I was on the floor. Staring up at the flickering light, I finally remembered the night before and winced. Getting beatings from the villagers wasn't uncommon but it was only ever this extreme on my birthday. Which explained the horde from earlier.

"Happy birthday Naruto!"

What seemed like a good portion of the village came to celebrate, yelling about me being a demon child and deserving death. I began to laugh hysterically my whole body shaking. I who didn't do anything, who was beaten and starved, a seven year old child was evil, but not the people who beat and abused said child! What type of world was this. After I was able to stop laughing I slowly pulled myself up and looked in the mirror to help survey the damage. My blonde hair was soaked with dried blood, same with my face. You couldn't tell what color either were it was so thick. My eyes were the only thing you could distinguish, almost appearing to glow blue in contrast too the red. Looking down at the rest of my body it more or less the same. Splashing some water on my face I could finally see the 6 whisker marks that adorned my tanned face. Slowly tracing them I thought about the reason I had them. Trembling from the effort to stand I removed the bandages and quickly got in the shower to get the blood off. Wincing at the feel of the water hitting open cuts I waited till the water wasn't red anymore before I got out and began to re-bandage most of my injuries. I had at least 3 broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder and a sprained wrist. Stab wounds littered my arms and legs but nothing dangerous. Slowly I shuffled to my bed before the world went black once more.

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I awoke this time to the buzzing of my alarm. Sitting up and reaching to the atrocity I clicked the reset button. Looking at the time I saw I had 3 hours to get to the academy. Standing up I felt better then before. Slowly stretching and out feeling out my injuries I was glad to discover most of them healed. Making my way to the washroom I redressed what I needed to and got ready for the day. Getting dressed in an orange jump suit my face reddened with anger. This was the only thing I was allowed to buy. Anything else and I was refused. It was for several purposes. One it let the villagers know when I was near because it was so bright and obnoxious. Two it branded me as an outsider to everybody's obviously normal clothing. Three because I was training to become a ninja they were hoping it would get me killed by being a noticeable target. Entering the kitchen I grabbed some instant ramen in disgust. Another thing I was only allowed to have. Eating it quickly so I didn't have to taste it I nearly chocked. Stupid villagers. They were so stupid; nothing more then pests. All of them deserved to die. Leaving my apartment in a huff I made my way to school. Everyone stopped and stared at me as I walked. Their eyes filled with nothing but cold hatred. Gritting my teeth I didn't react at the few smug looks that I got from those who noticed my slight limp. Several ninja stopped also whispering and joking as they stared at me. A couple kunai and shuriken were thrown at me but I just dodged on instinct. I was used to it. Seeing the school up ahead I sped up. Upon entering the building I went to the classroom to see everyone already in their seats. Making my way to my seat I watched everyone interact with each other, I felt my heart clench and my anger rise.

"That's it kit. Why can they be free from your burden, getting to have friends and family? When you are the reason they live." Cackling the voice continued. "You have me, the reason for their resentment as the only one who cares." The voice cooed.

"It's not fair!" I practicality screamed in my head.

"Don't worry kit, I'm here for you. I'll always take card of you. I heal you're wounds and talk to you. I teach you to survive." The voice purred.

Hearing the teachers voice I jumped leaving, my thoughts and rushed to my seat. The teacher glared before starting the lesson. For the rest of the day he would ignore me or call on me for questions we hadn't gone over yet. My only comfort was the fox who whispered to me, comforted me. When we were let out I ran. It's not like I could talk to the other kids my age. They were warned against me though they didn't know why. Snarling I continued to run only stoping when I was in front of my door and saw it was kicked in. Stepping inside I saw how everything was broken and ripped apart. Shaking I realized I had to leave. I couldn't be here anymore. Grabbing food and basics I ran into the forest listening to the fox who told me where to go and how that if I listened to him I would find a friend who understood my pain. Desperate I didn't stop running for three days. After two days I had entered a dessert, and the voice continued to goad me forwards but the sun was so hot and I didn't have anymore water. Collapsing I reached forward trying to reach the one I was told was my brother