So, I was bored and just decided to come up with this. The idea just came to me and I wanted to do it so…
Greetings my friends and welcome to the insane pit that is this story. To be honest this just a mix of two of my favourite kinds of Naruto story and I wanted to write this so without further ado…
Disclaimer
I, Kaien Crosszeria, do not own anything in this piece of fiction except my own ideas and deviations of the original intentions and/or desires for the original piece of work. Neither do I claim ownership of the basis or inspiration for this piece of fiction. All rights go to the original parties and creators of Naruto, and the bands and singers who the music I use in this fiction belong to.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1:
The child, innocent and sweet, as he plays among the leaves and flowers, as sweet as the petals he dances among, never knowing, realizing that just like a pulled flower, he would slowly rot.
A Field outside Konoha
A young boy, aged around 6, was playing among the red lilies outside his home village of Konohagakure no Sato. His hair a deep dark red, his skin a pale white, he ran around rolling in the grass and fallen petals. His deep amethyst eyes scanned his surroundings. A frown marring his face, he slowly grumbled.
"Stupid Otou-san, Kaa-san, only training Mito. I'll show them how good a ninja I am, even if I don't have a dumb fox's chakra in my belly."
The reason this boy, his name Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, was so upset was because of the events of an hour ago.
Flashback
"Otou-san, can you train me please?" asked the red-headed boy, "Pretty please, with a cherry on top?"
"Sorry Naruto but no, we need to train Mito how to use the Kyuubi's power. Another time." Says a blonde man to the child.
"But I've been good. I've eaten all my vegetables, and cleaned mine and Mito's room, and did her homework for her like you told me to! I won't moan or grumble or-" the 6 year- old was interrupted when a woman very similar in appearance to him, slapped him on the back of his head. "Minato-kun doesn't need to train you so bugger off you twerp!"
The small boy, shocked by the woman's actions began to weep and then ran away.
"You didn't need to be so harsh to your own son, Kushi-chan." The now named Minato said to his wife Kushina. She replied with, "The brat needs to learn that he is nothing but Mito- chan's squire. Her servant. That's why I'm so mean to him. He needs to learn."
I guess but still…"
End Flashback
Naruto, caught up in his inner monologue, never noticed the mob behind him until it was too late.
"Kill the bearer of the soul! The demon must die!" yelled one of the villagers.
Yeah! Not as if the Hokage's real family will care. I overheard them saying they hate him as well. Probably for corrupting Mito-sama!" said another.
'It's true then. They do hate me.' The young man thought.
'I'm nothing to them.'
The villagers didn't notice, what with their idiotic bickering, the vibrations and sounds rising underneath them. When they did, it was because their ears were bleeding.
"What kind of demonic ability is this!" one screamed, but wasn't heard due to most of the mob having become deaf. Eventually their brain began to run out of their ears and thus, they were dead.
And like a rotting flower he is dead, but not physically, nay, but emotionally. For he was dead inside, and thus the former boy was dead.
"I can kill people with sound?" asked the boy. But he wasn't mortified, terrified, or even emotionless. A smile spread across his face, and he chuckled. That chuckle then became a string of giggles, which then evolved into a laugh, which then became a cacophony of loud and crazed guffaws.
In the innocent child's place a crazed maniac appeared, a lover of violence, a remorseless monster appeared to wreak havoc upon this world of sin.
End Chapter
Wow. I delved into some messed up philosophy here guys. Anyway this will be a Godlike! Insane! Red-Headed! Neglected! Naruto story and no he is not like the Joker. He is his own brand of messed up.
It could take a day to update, it could take months, I honestly don't know as my timetable is incredibly messed up.
If you enjoyed this, then please review and favourite, constructive criticism accepted, flames will be used to burn our characters up for bashing.
Thanks for reading my first story and goodbye!