Hey! My name is OreoCookieWave, but you can call me OC since I am a very original character, and this is my first FanFic…EVER! I am looking for feedback on my work and can't wait to get some!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto! If I did 1) it would probably suck and 2) I wouldn't be writing this now would I.
Warning: Nothing much…just a little bit of forced expirementation (That's not even a word.) and extremely early mornings. Also, I am my own Beta so yeah…
"I don't wanna! I don't wanna!"A young blonde screamed, squirming in his chair and fighting against the restraints attached to his lower stomach and legs. However, it seemed no amount of struggling could break him free from the chair he was currently strapped to. A loud buzz resounded in the room before a voice sounded over the intercom.
"Hello Uzumaki, Naruto, and welcome to the Bijuu Program!" The man's voice was eerie and immediately stopped Naruto's whining. All the boy could think about was how much like a snake the man's voice sounded.
"In front of you is a red pill, a blue pill, and a cup of water. Now take a quick glance at both of the pills. I understand it's your birthday Naruto! Consider this my present to you." You could practically hear the smirk in the man's voice as he spoke, and it was definitely getting on Naruto's nerves.
"I don't want these stupid pills, I want my daddy!" Naruto screamed not liking his current situation at all. Behind the one way window, a man with long greasy hair and pasty skin narrowed his yellow eyes at the little boy on the other side of the wall. 'Hmm...If that's how you want to be.'
"Listen to me!" The voice growled, obviously displeased. "If you don't follow my every command, you can forget about ever seeing your dad again!" This effectively silenced the boy, making the yellow eyed man smirk in triumph.
"Now listen. I want you to pick up the red pill in one hand, and the water in the other." Naruto listened, quickly picking up both objects. "Now swallow the red pill it will make you feel tingly. If you need to, you can drink a sip of water to help it go down. Just don't drink it all, you may need some later." The blonde gazed at the pill hesitantly before popping it in his mouth and reluctantly taking a sip of water to get it down.
"Now I want you to-" The mysterious man began, but before he could finish, a pained shriek erupted from the now struggling young boy.
He began thrashing and screaming, vividly expressing the pain he was currently in. Alarms started buzzing and red lights flashed throwing the entire facility into complete and utter chaos. The intercom repeatedly screeched the words "Code red" as the previously talking man busted in the room with a large syringe in hand, its contents a clearly shown blue liquid.
Many men and women followed the pasty figure, but one man with silver hair placed in a high ponytail raised his glasses before chuckling, "Orochimaru…"
"Shut up!" The pasty figure hissed before grabbing a hold of the thrashing child in front of him by the arm. The boy turned and stared at the man fearfully, now crimson eyes burning into yellow ones. The man raised the needle, smirking devilishly, while slowing lowering it towards the small limb.
"NO!" The blonde screamed.
"NOO!"
"NOOO!"
Blue eyes burst open as the host's body rushed forward in bed. Beads of sweat trickled down his face as he panted heavily.
"Ugh!" The blonde groaned, throwing his sweat soaked sheets off his body and lowering his feet onto the floor. He yawned and took a look at his clock,, noting it was only 5:30am. He took his time getting up and stretching before making his way to the bathroom.
As he reached the door, he pushed through before flicking on the lights and looking at himself in the mirror. A blonde haired, blue eyed, and not to mention sleep deprived 17 year old boy looked back at him in defeat, as he stared into the glass.
At first glance he looked like an average teen blessed with good looks and not enough sleep, but in truth there was one abnormal thing about him.
The boy smirked in the mirror before opening up a small pill bottle and popping two in his mouth.
He was Naruto Uzumaki, one of the nine living expirements of the Bijuu Project.
How was that? Again this is my first fic and this is a short chapter, but I hope you read and review! I don't know when I will update because I'm on vacation, but reviews always help. Is that bribery? Oh well if it is, I didn't know!