I've rarely seen a Naruto Redwall crossover, so I decided to write this one

(5 years earlier)

"(Sob) why?" asked a depressed Naruto as he walked into his small run down apartment. The 7 year old boy had just returned from yet another pointless beating from the villagers. His arms, legs, and face were littered with bruises and cuts, along with a large trail of blood that had snaked out of his broken nose and onto his little orange shirt. It was as if someone had just taken a pain brush and simply splattered red paint onto him. And his yellow spiky hair which had looked rather nice that morning, was now a ragged bloody mess. On his back, laid what remained of his backpack, this was the 13 pack this week that had been torn up and destroyed by the ruthless hate of the villagers. Naruto, all beaten up and miserable yet again, walked into his apartment and locked the door behind him. He tossed what was once his backpack into the corner, and then with a swift motion, landed face flat on his bed.

"What did I ever do?" he whimpered again.

"How come nobody in this village even bothers to care for me?" every time he ever asked this question to anyone, the only answer he would get was a fist to the face, or a kick in the stomach. Followed by the words.

"Die demon!"

"Get away from me you monster!"

UGHH! Why don't you ever just die?!?"

he couldn't get anywhere in the village without hearing anyone even mutter the word "Demon" or "Monster". He had pretty much heard these words at least 20 times a day, to naruto's way of thinking, it was like being caught in a tape recorder, it just kept repeating itself and repeating itself. And that is what Naruto's life was doing. Everyday, it was all the same. Getting called names, getting made fun of, and most of all, receiving beatings from mobs of villagers that would get him at even the most random of places. Yes naruto's life was nothing but a tape recorder, but Naruto didn't want that any longer. The little boy sat in his bed, face buried into his pillow while his tears streaked down his checks like two water falls side by side.

"All I ever wanted was just to be accepted." he said.

"All I wanted was friends, or at least one." out of all the kids at the ninja academy, Naruto alone was the loneliest, and worst. Naruto could never seem to do any of the assignments right, even the simplest juitsu for him was impossible to accomplish without screwing up. No matter how hard he tried, nothing ever seemed to change. Normally a boy like him would turn to his friends or family for help, for comfort, but not only did he have no friends, but also a family. All his life he lived alone, no brothers, no sisters, or mothers or fathers. The only one who ever looked after, one of the two people in his life that had ever given him a hint of respect, was the third hokage. He would always comfort him and would always be there for him. But as fatherly and kind as he was, he never had the time to adopt him. So those chances of a family went out the window years ago. And not one single kid he knew at the academy would ever even try to help him, or get him on the right track. Instead, they would always fill the room up with laughter every time something Naruto did went wrong, even some of the shinobi would join in on the torment. Even the ones he considered friends weren't ever there for him. Like Kiba for instance. Kiba, along with his little wolf pup Akumaru, would always work together to play tricks on Naruto. Either sneaking things from the teachers desk that wasn't their's and putting it under Naruto's desk, or just having Akumaru snatch Naruto's lunch when he had his back turned. Another so called friend, was Sakura. Naruto for the longest time had a huge crush on the pink haired girl, but Sakura on the other hand, couldn't give a rat's ass about how Naruto felt. The one and only thing that mattered in her world, was Sasuke. Sasuke was more of a rival to Naruto then a friend. Ever since the day he meet him, and observed his amazing skills, Naruto suddenly dreamed and dreamed again of one day, becoming just as strong as sasuke, or stronger. But with Naruto's progress now, it wasn't looking so bright. Naruto cried for what seemed like an eternity. He simply couldn't stop, not after all the shit he has been throught. Then with a loud sniff, naruto finally said.

"I can't (sniff) take it anymore." with all the strength he had left, he pried himself into a sitting position, his arms wrapped around his legs and his chin resting on his knees.

"Wha- what am I gonna do?" what was there to do? Nothing he did, nothing he accomplished never even caught the attention of the villagers for the slightest second, unless a mob was after him that is. He sat there, silent tears streaming down his cheeks, deep in his thoughts.

"Maybe.." he thought.

"..maybe I can see the hokage." yes, the hokage, the only one who was ever there for him, the only one who ever showed a single sign of respect.

"Maybe he can do something." so he slipped off his bed and headed over to his wardrobe. After throwing on a new fresh shirt, he started making his way to the door.

"Hes got to do something." he added as he stopped at the door. He reached out and grasped the knob. Then with a small twist, begun to open it. But before he could get open all the way, a thought stopped him.

"Wait." he said.

"Since when has he ever done anything for me?" Besides the apartment and money he provided him, Naruto could never even recall a single moment that the hokage had ever done anything to the damn villagers for hurting him. Why hasn't he ever taken the time to teach those people a lesson? It didn't take long for Naruto to figure it out. And the answer flared in his mind as he suddenly became overflowed with anger.

"..Never.." he growled softly.

"That old goat has never done anything to help me!" He yanked his hand away from the knob as if it had bitten him.

"All these years, I have been beaten up, laughed at, and he never has done a single thing about it!" soon the boy could feel tears begin to wet his cheeks again.

"I bet he doesn't he care about me!" He sank into the corner as his tears begun yet again. Naruto cried and cried, he simply couldn't stop, no matter how hard he tried. But soon, his whimpers morphed into growls that grew with every second. His hands slowly clenched up into fist. And he begun to grit his teeth, almost like a wolf.

"I hate his place." he snarled.

"I HATE IT!" he impaled his little fist into the wall, sending a small tremor through it. The little boy stood there, his breath coursing with the heaviness of rage.

"I can't live like this anymore." he said, his tone suddenly soft.

"But what can I do?" What could he do? Well he knew what he wasn't gonna do. He wasn't gonna make another useless attempt to impress the villagers. NO! He was finished with making a fool of himself, and receiving beatings. And these were pretty much always the outcome of every plan he had ever cooked up.

"No matter what I do, no matter what I say, nothing changes in this village." he said.

"if thats how it always is, how would my dream of hokage be any different?" he realized, he had completely forgotten about his dream. His one goal in life, bigger than his rivalry with Sasuke, the position as hokage. Ever since the village came to be, it has been ruled by four hokages since. And it was Naruto's one dream to one day follow in their footsteps. But it wasn't the first second or third he was focused at, his main inspiration was the fourth hokage. The fourth was considered the greatest of all the hokages. Naruto has probably seen his photo hanging in the old man's office thousands of times, staring back down at him with those fearless, bold eyes, it was like seeing him in person. But sadly, the photo was all that remained of the brave man. Cause many years ago, a horrible tragedy struck the village. A monster had erupted from the darkness, and begun to reek havoc on the village. And this was no ordinary monster. It was a demon. A demon known only as, Kyuubi, the nine tailed fox, the worst of all the nine demons. The ninja of the village did all they could to defend their home, but they were no match for the strength of the monster. Then in a final attempt to save his village, the fourth confronted the fox alone. In a terrible battle, the fourth had some how destroyed the kyuubi. But unfortunately, the battle also cost him his life. So with the fall of the Kyuubi and the fourth, the village was saved. But how could Naruto ever be something like the fourth? After all, he was considered the worst student in the academy, and nobody ever even thought of giving him a hint of support, besides the hokage and the other only person that cared for him, Iruka.

"Oh what was I thinking?" he moaned.

"I never had a chance of being hokage." tears started to form once again in his eyes. But instead of crying, another feeling rose up in him.

"And besides..." he said in a hard tone.

"Whats the point of leading a village as hateful and heartless as this one?" his hands balled up into fists.

"This village doesn't deserve a hokage." he growled softly.

"It doesn't deserve anything." the same could go for Naruto. He didn't deserve any of the shit the village had given him his whole life. All the beatings, the name calling, the mockery. Naruto couldn't believe he had wasted half his life just to try and help a village which dosn't even give a rat's ass about him. It was all a complete waste of his time! And why would the village want him as hokage, the only thing they would ever want from him was for him to just disappear, or better yet, dead. After that very thought, it all came to him. It was as if someone had just unlocked something in his mind that had been locked away for all these years.

"So..." he said.

"This place wants me gone huh?" he stood up.

"Well... maybe I should just give this place what it wants, in other words... I have to leave, for good. Naruto had made up his mind. There was not a single point to staying in the village any longer. No one cared for him, no one loved him, no one would give a damn if he left. Naruto went over to his bed, reached under it, and pulled out a large backpack that he always kept under there just in case.

"I should only pack the stuff I need." he said.

"And in the meantime, maybe I should clean out the apartment." naruto spent the next hour straightening our the room. He made the bed, swept he floors, dusted off the counters, threw out all the empty ramen cups that littered the kitchen, and threw away any left over food in the fridge. Soon enough, the apartment look almost exactly like it did when he first moved in there, in was almost like deja vu. He tossed his backpack over his shoulders, which contained nothing but a few pairs of clothes, a few packs of dried up ramen, a couple hundred dollars that he managed to swipe from the hokage's desk a few weeks ago for extra food, and an old picture of him and the hokage, then placed the keys on the nightstand. Naruto sighed, he had lived in this room half his life, it was actually kinda hard, leaving this behind, but he had to. After taking one last look around, he exited out the window.

About an hour later.

Naruto peeked over his shoulder as he stopped on the road for a moment. Behind him, about a mile or 2 away, lay the village. He was far away, but it was still in clear site. He had spent his whole life here in the leaf village. Everything that had happened to him, every memory, had taken place here. Even thougt most of them were painful and unpleasant, he had a tiny stash of good moments here. All the times Iruka took him out for ramen, observing the massive stone faces of the past hokages in the mountain side, first time ever getting into the academy. But it wasn't the memories that were getting to him, it was the fact that neither the hokage nor Iruka even knew what he was doing. He left no note, he didn't even say goodbye. The thought of this made his heart twinge. But it was for the best. He couldn't leave anything that could be a lead to him. He couldn't tell Iruka or the hokage he was leaving, they would probably stop him. After a moment, naruto only said one thing.

"well... goodbye." with those final words, he begun to make his way down the road. The village behind him shrunk and shrunk until eventually, vanished under the blanket of the night. Naruto knew, there was no turning back, it was the beginning of an aimless journey, in search of a new home.

Hope you liked the first chapter. I haven't updated in a while, so I'm a bit rusty, so go easy on the comments. Naruto will find Redwall in the third or fourth chapter. I'm following the tv series of redwall, cause I've never red the book (and I'm far to lazy to) I'll be changing just a few things that happened, and maybe adding a few new characters in. I'll try to update more soon, but in the mean time, R&R :)