I don't own Naruto
This fic is someting I'm doing for fun so updates will probably be short and few and far between, all of my updates have been lately because I'm in the middle of the most important exams of my life.
I will not stop writing It's a Cold and It's a Broken Hallelujah, it will continue along side this fic and I have already written the next chapter of ICIBH although it's not ready to be published yet.
Now thats out of the way I really hope you enjoy this new fic.
Happy reading people!!
-Rin
Prologue
Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto. A name that could once strike fear into the hearts of the village he lived in.
A name that with time the villagers hoped would fade away, into a distant and terrible memory.
They had no intention of passing on the legacy of a demon child.
Who knew they where playing right into the 'demons' hands.
Long ago a nine tailed fox demon lord attacked the village hidden in the leaves; all who stood to fight it fell to the might of its demonic chakra. The Yondaime Hokage, seeing the destruction the monster caused made a sacrifice to save the village and those he held dear to him, that sacrifice was his very own life. In his final act the hero of Konohagakure no sato stood before the demon on the head of Gamabunta, the boss toad summon and activated a very complicated seal, calling forth the shinigami to seal the demon fox's soul in the stomach of a new born baby boy.
The sacrifice made by the Yondaime will always be remembered by the villagers just as the face of the Yondaime was made immortal, carved in the rocky cliff top.
It was a story of heroism told to all children in the village hidden in the leaves as they grew up, a story in which one man was honoured above all others and therefore lived on in the hearts of the people he gave his life for.
Not one of the children who heard the story ever asked about the jinchuuriki that would carry the burden of the demonic fox for the rest of his life, a victim of a terrible and gruesome fate.
Not a single person asked about the child who was hated and beaten by the villagers he protected by keeping the fox at bay and so as the years went by, the true hero of the story faded out of memory until no-one left alive knew of the little boy who was ignored and glared at his entire life for the fate the Yondaime left to him, he was the Yondaime's second sacrifice, that boy was Uzumaki Naruto.
However even if a name fades from memory, even when the story turns to myth, then legend, the truth remains close by and continues to live through the memories of the dead and so even when it is all forgotten nothing can erase it's reality altogether.
The legacy of Uzumaki Naruto would never fade completely, no matter how much the ones who hated him wished it would and so truth gave way for Uzumaki Naruto to rise again but this time as the demon lord they all thought he was.