I do not own Naruto nor any version thereof. If I did I sure as hell wouldn't be writing Fanfiction.
It was a wonderful day in the elemental nations. The birds sung, the sun shown, and- "SOMEBODY HELP ME!" -there was doom of impending violence happening in only ONE ninja village.
Parallel Dimentions.
"Get back here you little DEMON!" Screamed a drunken man.
Alternate Realites.
"Stop running so that we can finish what Lord Fourth started you MONSTER!" Bellowed another.
To many, these two things may be considered extremely similer, or perhaps maybe even the same thing.
Down the winding streets and allys of Konohagakure, a mob of no small amount of people had gathered and were chasing something.
However, This is quite far from the truth.
Were they chasing an actual Demon? No. Were they running after a true Monster? No. Then what were they chasing? A small blond, 7 year old, Boy.
'But I didn't do anything yet!' The boy thought as he ran.
The boy was 3"1', had bright Yellow-blond hair, wore a 'HERE I AM!' orange and blue jumpsuit, and went by the name of Naruto.
In a parallel dimention, this boy would have fled to the left.
Naruto, seeing that the mob was catching up with him, quickly made a sharp right turn, hoping to lose or at the very least bottleneck his persuers in a small and somewhat thin ally.
In that dimention, he would have escaped, then trained himself to run faster for future pranks, eventually being able to outrun ANBU at age 10, and eventually brought peace to the elemental nations with some skill, a bit of tanacity, and a lot of luck.
Sparing a quick glance behind him, Naruto noted with a small amount of releaf that his plan had worked and they were only able to chase him two at a time, only to barely stop himself from running into a wall when he turned back around.
But that, is in another dimention.
Naruto looked around, horror-stricken, to find he had run into a dead-end ally. He turned around again to check his persuers only to have his face struck by a meaty fist that quickly sent him to the ground.
He saw that the two men that were at the front of the mob were now in front of him, grinning evilly while chracking their nuckles in a show of intimidation.
In another parallel dimention, the boy would be saved.
Naruto, nearly panicing, desperately searched the rooftops hoping that the ANBU Inu (dog) would soon beak up the mob and bail him out of this.
In this dimention, the boy would have idolized the ANBU. He would have continued to play pranks, all while continuing to train his skills in stealth and infiltation, eventually being able to get past a squad of ANBU at age 11 completely undetected, and again would have brought peace to the elemental nations. Only this time it would be with a combination of a fair bit of skill, a crap load of tanacity , and only a small bit of luck.
However, none ever came. Realizing this, the villigers began to display a mixture of evil and vindictive smirks once they figured out that they wouldn't be interrupted.
However this, again, is in another dimention.
The Boy screamed.
