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Author's Notes: Okay, so when I was reading through the reviews for Hellspawn again, I realised that it's a shame to let this plot go to waste. So I'm rewriting and reposting this. Slots open for alpha, beta and gamma readers. The first two rewritten chapters are dedicated to rabidbutterfly for reviewing twice. Reviews, constructive criticism and flames of any sort are welcome.
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Genre: General/Action/Adventure
Rating: M / NC-16; not suitable for children or teens below the age of 16 with possible strong but non-explicit adult themes, references to violence, and strong coarse language.
Summary: AU Naruto was never real. Kyuubi and the Yondaime were. Kyuubi and the Yondaime still are.
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Hellspawn
-By Shunkuzoku
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Chapter I
Reflection
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A boy with his blonde hair styled into spikes was running in the midst of a crowd, taking no notice of the people that glared at him disapprovingly. Tears flowed freely from his eyes, only to pool at the bottom of his loose fitting goggles. A few drops escaped from its hold, streaming down his cheeks and staining the whisker shaped scars that marked his identity as the medium, Naruto.
He did not say anything, nor had he needed to, for his emotions were clearly depicted in his eyes. The cerulean orbs were deep and mesmerizing, bound to entrance anyone who looked into them. They spoke volumes of his loneliness, his sorrow, and all that anyone of his age should not have had to experience.
One look into his eyes, and they would know how miserable his life was, how badly he was treated. They all knew, but they did not care, for they believed that he deserved what he received, if not worse. They did not see the boy, for in their eyes, he was just a shadow of the Kyuubi, the great demonic beast sealed unto his abdomen.
He had endured the harsh and cruel treatment for the whole 5 years of his life, but now he had finally cracked. The pressure was overwhelming, and his desire to run and hide from it pushed him to make progress away from the village and into the forest. He did not know where he was running to, it was of no importance. His main concern was to get away from it all, the stares, the words, everything.
But his body could not cope with the stress of running too long without rest, and he collapsed to the ground. He was now far enough from Konoha, and he slowly looked up, and was amazed by the beauty of the place he was in.
He was in a clearing in the forest neighbouring the village, and dim light shone from between the leaves of the trees, creating patterns on the forest floor and the lake that was in the middle of it all. A solitary log was set by the lake, toadstools and a clump of moss growing on one side of it. The light reflected off the surface of the lake, and the place was lighted in a continuously moving pattern much like the one on the ground.
It was comforting for him to just be there, away from civilization, where he could finally be alone. He walked towards the lake hesitantly, taking slow deliberate steps as of afraid of what awaits him there. As he looked into the pool, what he saw surprised him. It was the reflection of a nine-tailed fox.
Tsuzuku...