Demon. Dirt. Monster. The words one would call someone in emotional distress. These words are used every single day against someone, somewhere out there in the vast world. These words are used to hurt, never to forgive. When these words are used, others feel worthless. They feel uneeded, unwanted, non-existent. These words shouldn't ever be used against a child, oblivious to everything that happened before they were born into thw world. Yet, it's happened.
-- Streets Of Konoha Night Time--
"Today is the day our loved ones will be honored!!!" A mob of angry villagers shouted, armed with pitch forks, torches, and other weapons, ready to kill a supposed demon. "Please, leave me alone! I have done nothing to harm you! If I did, I'm sure I can apologize!" A child, barely 4 years old, has to say to keep grown adults from beating him. "Who do you think you are, demon!? You should know what you did to us! YOU KILLED MY SON!!!" An angry woman shouted. Upon hearing this, the mob started to walk closer, and closer, their feet booming with each step. "Please, stop!" "SHUT THE HELL UP YOU DEMON!" The mob then started to throw their tools at him. The poor boy tried to dodge with all his might, but could barely keep himself from letting the tools touch him. "GAGHHH!!" He screamed, when one of their pitchforks hit him in the chest, poking holes in it for blood to leak out. "That's right, scream for us, SCREAM FOR, *cough cough hack*" A villager started to cough, then was knocked out by an unseen force. "What are you doing, demon!?" An angry villager yelled, confused, but more-so furious that another 'human' was 'killed'. But just then, after those few words were said, the whole mob was completly decimated, blood and guts flying everywhere. "I will never have any respect for this village, ever again!" A clearly horrified and angry man with impossible white hair, dressed in anbu attire yelled. "How dare they hurt such an inoccent child!" The man in his now blood soaked clothes, looked up at the dark sky, with his newfound emotions: Anger and sorrow. "Hey mister... why'd you save me?" The frightend, but brave boy weekly asked. "I'll tell you later. Right now, we have to get you fixed up, ok?" Just as he said that, the boy then fainted, the pain catching up with him. Before he hit the ground, the anbu caught him in his arms and leaf shunshined to the Konoha hospital.
(A.N) How was that for a first chapter? I know I know, it was really short, but I was just too excited not to have this posted. I'm suprised I got 3 story followers with just the story plan setup. Thank you for that. This isn't my first fanfiction though, not by far. So you can expect this to be really good. Not good like Hero or Monster though. That one is REALLY good. You guys should check it out sometime, if you haven't already. Until then, see ya!