AN: Kill me
The old man was looking down at the horrific scene before him. A sick and twisted crimson pooled and splashed everywhere, the metallic scent hits his nose. These people are the results of his own faults, he has misguided the boy unintentionally. His gaze falls back onto the boy who caused the chaos his face is blood soaked, his normally golden hair is dyed red from the blood of his victims. The boy looks up at him "Hey, you wanna play too?" Inwardly the old man cringed at the hoarse and cracked voice of the child. "No Naruto".
The boy continues to stare at him with morbid amusement. The old man knocks him out with agility not fit for a man his age. He sighs as he picks the boy up and hands him to the ANBU beside him, "Don't let him escape again".