I own none a this story cept the plot to come and a few bits in this prologue. I already gots a beta and we are gunna rock the naruto world. BOOYAH. Also already gots the next chaps. gunna update sooon.
Talking: Normal script
Thoughts: How odd, the con of man
Kyuubi: I BE DA KING
Chitenshi: I feel pretty..oh so pretty
Prologue
Death's Champion
Once again Naruto was running for his life. Yet another birthday was spent running away from angry villagers in this hell he called a life. Yet again he wished that he could understand why they always chased him on this day of all days. It was like clockwork. One minute he'd be walking down a deserted path, when out of nowhere a huge mob would appear from behind him. He always wondered how they did it. The numerous scars from these confrontations encased his body, and throbbed dully in reminder of what would happen if they caught up with him.
Running…
He darted down a deserted alleyway, bounded and dodged random trash bags and boxes littering the small pathway. So far the villagers were out of sight
Running….Dead end
He turned to the entrance to escape down yet another passageway, only to find villagers blocking his way, leering at him. "This time you won't escape bakemono Kyuubi!" yelled one of the villagers. Truly, as they surged forward to inflict the worst possible harm, his pain began in earnest. At first he just stood there, petrified by the hate and killing intent pouring of the villagers. The next moment he tried to dodge under their feet to make his escape. Foolhardy as it was, he managed to get halfway through them when a foot came flying at him with blinding speed.
Pain…Chin hurts….Broken….
The kick caught him right under the left side of his chin, forcing him up into the arms of the waiting villagers behind him. They picked him up and threw him bodily through the air back towards the dead end, and into their trap. One of the people in the crowd, (which was tightly jammed into the narrow passage way) slashed out with a knife in hand while Naruto was in mid-flight, drawing a deep cut along his left forearm.
It hurts… everything hurts…
When he landed on the ground, the people in the front of the mob surged forward and attacked him. Punches, kicks, stabs, nothing was held back by the villagers. Naruto tried to fend off the blows only to be held down and brutally stomped into the ground.
Vision fading…pain beginning to dull….darkness rushing towards him…
Naruto passed out form the intense, massive amount of pain inflicted on him in that narrow hellhole. The villagers stopped only for a moment to surge forward again to let new people to attack the near lifeless form before them. One of them was a butcher, who stepped forward to bring down his cleaver on Naruto's head when a black ball of intense chakra beyond reckoning appeared between him and Naruto and blasted the mob and the alleyway into a crater, while managing not to kill anyone. Only a small patch of earth, with Naruto upon it, was spared from the destruction. More people crowded around the smoking hole to see what happened. The black orb of pulsing energy flattened out into a rectangular shape, forming a gateway, and Death itself stepped into this world.
-End of prologue