Title: You will not be harmed anymore, boy.
Warnings:Blood, sad, teasing. (Warnings for the chapter at top of each page. They will change)
Disclaimer: I do not own naruto in any way. I own nothing of this.
A/n: This is just a Prologe. Edited, twice now. Reread all chapters if you have already read them.
His thoughts jumbled as the screaming in his head wouldnt stop. Freak! Demon! His small hands balled into fists.
"Go away!" He screams at the top of his lungs. The other kids still stairing, all with a small look of terror. Murdered. Unloved. Dirty. Killed his own mother. He heard there whispers, all talking about him like he wasnt around. His red hair was swaying lightly in the small wind going by.
Child... Why let the children mock you? A voice asked deep in his mind.
'Go away..' He sobbed. 'You make them leave.. its all you..'
I make them fear. Child, Why care what they have to say? The voice still booming in his head.
'Stop it! Stop it! Go away!' He tried to roar at the voice, his legs growing weak and falling as tears swam down his face.
I'll cut you a deal. One I wouldn't normally make, child. Let me help you. The voice in his head almost seemed to materialize sending pictures of masacures and death through the childs brain, the devils grin spread across its face.
'Please.. stop.' He whimpered fearfully watching people die through the eyes of a demon, dark and longing. His concious seeming almost to be pushed back, as if losing control.
"No!" He screamed, finding himself surrounded in a puddle of blood from anyone who was nearby while the battle in his head took place. Bodies littered the ground. Sand easily scattered around, whipping and lashing, seemingly an angry cats tail.
It would be unwise to fight me. The demons growl of rage started falling back into the depths on his mind.
Just wait, child. Just wait. Was the last the demon said before almost allowing himself to disapear into the boys concious.
A/N: Edited. Reviews would tell me exactly how i did. Opinions on how the rest of the story should go, are also appreciated. Flames, blah blah, just remember, it was your idea to read this story.