Tale of Kyuubi
An: I have decided to tell the tale of Kyuubi from Save me, my Immortal. And while it will cover pretty much the entire spectrum of writing, there will be tragedy throughout the story. You have been warned.
Chapter one: Potential
He couldn't even open his eyes. He felt warmth all around him, his nose telling him that the warmth was his mother, brothers, and sisters. Within moments, he couldn't stand it anymore, and forced his eyes open, but all he could see was vague shadows and lights, the outlines of others. He couldn't see any details.
A voice spoke, "Look at him, already he is trying to see. Not even an hour old and he has opened his eyes."
"Indeed." Came the response from a second, older voice.
He wanted to lunge at whoever was insulting him in such a manner, after all, just because he was young didn't mean that he was deaf. However, his legs didn't seem to want to respond, and as he thought about it, he doubted that they could support his weight yet. And so he did the only thing he could, he spoke. However, he instantly knew that he was speaking another language then the others. Where as their voices seemed to be in a sort of ordered chaos, his was simply primitive. Barks and yips. He could tell instantly that the others were startled.
"He can already speak. This is truly a time to rejoice! After all, if this is any indication, he will grow to be great in power." Said another voice, different from the first two.
"Yes," spoke the second voice "and if it is any indication, we will have to be cautious in his upbringing and what he is exposed to."
Then he felt another voice and he instantly knew it to be his mother's. "What do you mean elder?"
The old voice spoke again, "If this is any indication, your kit has the potential to become the next Kyuubi. However, there are no guarantees. But we cannot let such a gem go unused and wasted."
His mother spoke again. "That is fine and all, but I am tired, and would appreciate it if you all would leave. My kits and I need sleep."
"Of course."
And with that, the others left the room. Then, he felt his mother's breath across his head. Then she spoke, "My beautiful kits… and you my great son. I will never let them turn you into what they want you to be. You will grow to be kind, and you will help this world. Not cause it more harm."
He answered back with a whimper.
"Hush little one… it is time for you to sleep."
And with that, he suddenly felt very tired. He let his eyes close, and drifted off into the dark oblivion of sleep.
AN: So, how do you like it? Please review.
