-I Do Not Own Naruto-
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Author's Note:
Alright, this is my new FanFic, as I already mentioned, I dropped "Lie" for adoption, among other things, I really don't like how it turned out, and I'm really hoping this one would set a new standard for my fanfictions.
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Rating(!): M
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"Normal Speech"
"Demonic Speech"
'Normal Though'
'Demonic Though'
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Summary:
A what-if of Naruto starting when he was 11, but still during the last year of the academy, I'm not sure how far back I want it to be, so I'm gonna throw a guess here and base stuff off of it xD – the educational year will be 10 months, this is 3 months before the end of it, that means the second month of the second half of the educational year.
A note on that, (This note is after more serious thought was put into the story line, so I've got everything planned now) in this fiction, Naruto has entered the academy 2 years prior to the rest of his age group, the Rookie 9 are not part of this year, they're on the year below him.
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Be warned, we're talking dark, evil and somewhat crazy Naruto here.
The beginning of the story will be a little vague, I hope to make it that way, so don't be alarmed. Everything will be revealed in due time.
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So…what is the 'what-if', you ask?
What if Naruto broke down mentally at an early age(5) and got more than a little off the tracks? what if it pushed him to do some things our Naruto would never do? Things the villagers will grow to hate him for, things that will make it very hard for our Sandaime to continue protect him?
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How will Konoha handle this dark criminal minded Naruto?
Can they stop him? Can they…
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Save A Soul: Dark Abysses – The Abyss Of Crime
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"You won't get away this time, DEMON!"
"That's what you idiots say every time, but you haven't caught me yet, have you?!"
The young boy didn't stop to check if his taunt worked or not, he knew it did, so he kept running.
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"Over there! He went into that alley! It's a dead end! Get him!"
The crowd that has become a certain young boy's mortal enemy, slowly made their way into the alley, readying their weapons of choice.
O, they were civilians, but that did not stop them from carrying large butcher knives, an assortment of clobbering weapons, and half broken glass bottles.
Truly, the malice of these men knows no end…but the young man they are chasing has plenty of that too.
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The boy calmly stood at the very dead end of the alley, with a vicious grin in place, waiting for the crowd to get close enough.
This would be the first time he tries this particular trick, but there were many before it, these people, he decided, are just dumb.
He crossed his hands and made to taunt the crowd again, he was getting restless and they had slowed their pace to seem more menacing. "Well? Coming to get me yet? Could you CRAWL any slower?! You'll never get me at that pace!"
"SHUT UP, DEMON!", Was his response. A growl from several of the man, and they had picked up their pace a little, but the boy was too anxious and would have non of this crawling. "You'll never get HIM like that!" He spat.
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The boy's taunt seemed to work as the entire crowd began rushing in blindly, not noticing the various tags around them. They did, however, notice when the boy brought up his hand in a sign, the tags catching flame, and the entire crowd – now surrounded by the tags – being engulfed in the explosion.
The explosion could be easily heard by others, this meant trouble for the young boy. He had quickly moved a box away to uncover a small hidden tunnel, and sped through it, disappearing into a crowd.
The boy knew, in the end, that old man always protected him from legal pursuit, and called the ninja off… Eventually…
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The young boy continued in a normal walking pace, now under the cover of a light coat with an over-head piece to hide his face in the shadow of the crowed. He was walking towards that retched place he had been given as some sort of home.
Sure, it was a pretty nice place originally, but after a couple of raids, any place can grow to look pretty bad, and his was just downright awful.
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He went up the short stare case, got to his cracked old wooden door and swung it open.
The young boy never bothered with locks, they were expensive if anyone was even willing to sell one to him, and they were always either broken, or unlocked with a key, one only he should have.
He entered his small 2-room apartment, an old wooden place, filled with cracks and burn marks, the kitchen area only being half-separated from the bedroom area of the main room by a low wall.
'One day…' He decided.
'One day, I will burn this shit hole with my own hands.'
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The boy went to the "kitchen" and dropped "today's spoils" on the barely standing table.
This, this is why the crowd had started chasing him today. Some basic groceries, and instant ramen.
He pondered the fact that the only thing he didn't have to steal was the ramen, given to him at a ramen stand, as he put the water to boil.
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True, ramen wasn't the greatest thing in the world, or very healthy at that, but it was cheap, and the people at that stand agreed to sell it to him.
Just that fact alone, made the ramen taste great.
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He took a look at his orange coat, lying in wait on his bed, another item that was actually sold to him.
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Flash-Back No Jutsu! – The beginning of winter, 6 years ago, age 5…
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A young boy, clad in nothing but blue shorts and a thin, short sleeved, white t-shirt, walked down a deserted street.
The street was deserted because the entirety of Konoha was in the midst of one of the worst storms it has ever experienced.
The streets were covered in a never before seen substance in Konoha, snow.
The temperatures were at an all time low and the winds were relentless.
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And yet this boy kept walking down the street.
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"Hey boy! Aren't you cold like that? Come over here for a second!"
'No… Not again… Aren't THEY cold?! Who would come chase me in this storm?!'
The boy didn't turn, certain that it was too cold for anyone to follow him, but perhaps he underestimated that man's stubbornness.
"Hey kid, you don't have to run away from me, I won't hurt you…"
The boy turned to find the man only a step away from him, but he was too exhausted to run, too tired to care.
"Just be done with it already…I'm too tired, I can't run away from you."
"You don't have to, just follow me to my shop, alright?"
The boy took a good look at the man, he wore a thick brown coat, almost his entire body covered by leather, not very unusual for this weather though…
Sadly, because of what he wore, the boy couldn't tell anything else about him and since he couldn't escape him, he followed him.
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Back to Present
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The boy sighed, he's going to have another one of those nights…
Then again, most of his nights were like that.
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Time Skip No Jutsu – Night Time
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Night, the time when a person rests.
In Konoha, the night was dedicated to two things, the first being sleep, and the second being the leaving and returning Anbu members.
Even so, in a ninja village, there are always those that are denied both, those who are not Anbu and have experienced the harsher things life can offer.
Amongst those, was a young boy who was getting no rest tonight…not that it was something new.
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The boy's mind…
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Not that the boy wasn't used to walking long distances, but this was ridiculous, especially since he was following a random stranger!
"How far is this place?"
"How far? It's right here!"
The man pointed at a small corner shop, filled with various clothes, including an assortment of odd coats. Odd for a ninja at least…
The boy followed the man into the shop thinking it to be about time his ordeal ended!
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A small bell rang as the two entered the shop, but it had no one to announce the entry to as the shop was empty. Not very surprising, considering the storm still raging outside.
The man turned to the young boy that followed him all the way to his shop and one look told him he's going to have to be the one to start the conversation.
"Hey kid, why are you outside on a storm like this? You should stay at home! And why with such thin clothes?!"
"Heh, you must be new around here. I don't have any parents, and I can't really go to… That… Place right now..."
"Yeah… I am, I just moved in… Sorry, I didn't know you were an orphan… But even if you hate the orphanage, you should still stay in it in such a storm!"
"In the orphanage? I haven't been there since I was 4! Mister, if you're not gonna hurt me, can I go now?!"
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The man was taken a back more and more with every sentence the child before him spoke! 'Surely, it can't be THAT bad… Can it?'
"Wait here for a second, kid, I'll be right back."
The man vanished into the back of the store, leaving the boy behind in the main part of the store, still wondering if it was such a good idea to remain here.
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Back to the real world…
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A young boy awoke to a tiring day, after a tiring night.
He's having those dreams again…
Truly, they were some of the most depressing he had, granted, they were all that way.
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The boy got up and headed for the kitchen area.
"Let's see what survived the night… Well, looks like everything made it, so breakfast it is!"
'I haven't had breakfast in a while now… Damn idiots! If only they didn't wreck my fridge every time!'
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The boy made himself a small portion of salad and, of course, some ramen.
True, it was breakfast, but he was a hungry man by nature, and breakfast was said to be the most important meal of the day!
'Time to go, they'll come here soon to look for me for what I did yesterday…'
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The boy jumped onto his window, took a good look to make sure no one was around and jumped to the roof opposing his.
'So… What to do today? Where to go today?... I am supposed to go to the academy in 2 hours, so it can't be anything too troublesome, unless I skip the day…'
The boy continued to ponder today's plans as he let his body jump flawlessly from building to building, in the general direction of the Hokage Monument.
The boy's body always took him there when he wasn't paying attention.
'Well, I could go to the compound of those Hyuga…They deserve some kind of payback for what they did to me that time.'
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With his mind made up, a goal and a resolve to match, the young boy changed direction, heading for the compound of the famous Hyuga clan to do what he does best. Get-backs.
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Flash Back No Jutsu!
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The young boy was getting restless, the man was gone for several minutes already, plenty of time to call an angry mob on him, but he couldn't convince himself to leave!
For some reason, something inside him told him to have… What was it called again? "faith"?, and wait for a complete stranger to come back from an unknown hidden part of his shop, to the main part of his shop, where he has left the boy.
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"Hey? Mister? Are you still there?"
The boy tried his best to increase the volume of his voice without shouting, lest he anger the man, or attract unwanted attention in the form of the wrong person hearing him.
"Just a second more, I know it's here somewhere…"
Another, long, minute past and the man had finally come out to the main part of his shop again, carrying a thick, orange jump suite.
"I found it! I knew it was somewhere in there!"
"Ah, Mister, what's that?", The boy inquired, pointing his index finger at the piece of orange clothing held in front of him.
"This? This is something special! It's not very good for a ninja, considering how… Well… Visible it is, BUT, you're not a ninja, so that shouldn't be a problem, now should it?", The man smiled as he pushed the jump suite into the boy's unwilling hands.
"It IS special though, it's excellent for the winter, even these conditions, thanks to its thickness, but it's also made in such a way, and fabric, that prevent it from being too warm in a hot climate."
The man turned around and made to walk back into the back of the shop, but said one more thing before going, "You can have that boy, so at the very least you don't freeze to death… I'm sorry I can't do anything more for you…"
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The young boy was speechless, stunned and so many other such emotions, this man that he had not even known, that was not even from here! That man had given him clothes for free!
"Mister, wait!"
The man stopped and turned to face the boy again, a sad smile on his face, "What is it?"
"I…", The boy was at a loss for words… A loss for what to do, or how to act to this person… No one has ever been this nice to him before…
"Mister, I can't take this!"
"Nonsense! A young boy such as yourself has more use for it then any other customer that might buy it and I will not take no for an answ-!"
The boy cut him off before the man could finish his sentence and walk away, "No! No! That's not what I meant! I'll take it, but not for free! Please let me at least buy it! I have money!"
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The man pondered the boy's words as he took another good look at the boy, surely what ever money this boy had, he needed… Could he really take money from him?
'But he does look desperate to pay for it…'
In the end, the boy left the man no choice in the matter, he slammed the amount of money written on the price tag of the jump suit on the counter and turned to leave.
"Wait! Wait boy!... At least tell me your name!"
"My name?... My name is-"
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Back To Present No Jutsu!
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The boy had finally made it to the Hyuga compound… He really hated those flashbacks…
'Alright, time for some pay back style fun!'
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Chapter-End No Jutsu!
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A/N:
Alright, that's the first chapter, hope you enjoyed it ;)
I'm going over this very old work of mine, so I do have some chapters, but I want to beta them before I go ahead and have them uploaded.
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The first chapter comes off as more of an intro into this boy's life,
Not all is as it seems. R&R J