The Life Hunter
His hands caressed the soft, old painting. It had a large castle, one covered with snow with parts of it's walls crumbling down the mountian it sat on. The painting itself had a strange sensation as Naruto kept touching the painting. Almost as if it wanted to pull him in. 'Pretty' Naruto said inside his mind.
Echoeing foot steps suddenly caught his attention and quickly turned around. Three men, each wearing a white uniform with steel leggings. A small knife could be seen in each hand. "W-who are you?" Naruto, a now eleven year old boy, stuttered asking. The three did not answer. Instead they charged at the blond readying their knifes ready to strike. Scared out of his mind, he leaned his back against the wall. He closed his eyes. Instead of an incoming strike he felt a cold breeze hit his skin. The feeling of snow under his bare feet.
"Hello, child." A sweet, mature voice emitted. Naruto opened his eyes and slowly turned his neck to look at the lady who was speaking. "Your name, child?" she asked him. The lady wore a long white fur dress, there seemed to be two layers. Her hair white, flowing with the cold breeze. A tail, almost like a dragon's tail and in her left hand; a scythe of great length.
"Naruto, miss." Naruto mumbled out just loud enough for her to hear. The young boy held a biju inside his body. The same one that nearly destroyed his home the night he was born. The tall women stared down at the young boy, sensing a very demonic energy in his back.
"I am Prescilla." She introduced herself and kneeled down. Even kneeling she was still several feel taller than him. The boy, Naruto was still scared. Prescilla released the scythe in her hand it began to fall but, it drifted away into a flurry of snow before it hit the ground. "Why have you entered my home?" she tried to ask in the sweetest voice she could ask in. No one had entered this place. This painted world in the past millenia. He was still scared. "I won't hurt you. I promise." she assured Naruto.
"I'm no sure how I got here. " he told Prescilla.
Prescilla then patted his head and kept looking at him. His memories then flowed into her mind. Naruto's whole life, she suddenly knew. This boy had been scorned and hated his entire life for something he had no control of.
The scene changed completely. Prescilla now stood in a puddle of water that completely covered her feet, getting the edged of her fur dress wet. A soft hum of breathing could be heard from behind. She held out her hand and her scythe appeared in her hand. Looking behind her, a large red gate stood and red eyes stared back from inside it.
"Begone from this place, she devil." the beast spoke in a low growl. Whatever it was, it was angry that she had entered.
"So you are the beast that people have accused him of his entire life?"
"And if I am?" he began to sound more angry. "Leave, before I decide to rip you to shreds." the unknown beast threatened.
"You can do nothing. Not from inside that cage." the beast ran at the cage and pushed against it, revealing it to be a fox. A fox with nine tails.
"I think I'll stay here. In this,...whatever this is. I'm not really fancying on letting my only chance of leaving without me."
Sarutobi Hiruzen, third Hokage of the Village Hidden in the Leaves stared down at the his jinchurikii. Naruto had been missing for days. He had all his Anbu looking for him everywhere. There was not a single spot in his village that he didn't have knowledge of. So where could he have gone?
"Jiji!" Naruto hugged him. He had always been there for him. Caring for him and showed him kindness and compassion. So naturally, Naruto saw him as family.
"Where have you been? You've had me worried sick."
"I found this room with an old painting. After that I'm not entirely sure." Naruto confessed.
'Painting?' Hiruzen mused to himself. "What did this painting took like?' he inquired.
"I remember snow and that's about it." Naruto thought, trying to remember with all his might but the only thing he could remember was a white haired women.
"It's okay. Just be sure to tell me if you do remember anything." Naruto shook his head up and down. "I'll write a letter to your sensei, Iruka. Telling him to excuse you from any missing assignments."
"Okay Jiji." Naruto then turned around and bolted through the door heading back to him small apartment, located in the red light district.
*Later that night*
Naruto tossed and turned, he for some reason has had the hardest time sleeping. Images of the same white haired lady kept flashing in his mind, along with a red fox. The fox reminded of tales told about the Kyuubi No Kitsune.
Prescilla now sat in the corner of the small room, watching Naruto sleep. She had her scythe propped against her shoulder. 'Now that I'm out, where should I go?' she thought to herself but she knew nothing of this world. Prescilla has lived in that painting for so long. She could barely remember her past but for one thing. The battle with Aldrich the Devourer against herself and her half brother Gwyndolin. They lost and Gwyndolin lost his life and she escaped back into the painted world. 'Brother.' she thought solemnly.
Her thoughts now turned to the boy sleeping. Naruto was his name. For one so young, he has had such a rough life. A life much like her own. Both scorned and hated, treated horribly for something out of their control. Prescilla then realized, she could learn the ways of the world through him. Maybe teach him something, exiles such as themselves needed to stick together afterall.