The Maelstrom's Revenge

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, I would use that power to become supremely awesome ruler of the world…and I'd have a lifetime supply of Pocky…because Pocky's pure win.

-Prologue-

It was midnight in Konoha, a time where such a village would be asleep and ANBU would be patrolling the city. This was not the case as several small mobs of villagers were all running around the town, looking for the object of their hatred. Said object of hatred was crouching in a stall in the market. It was a small child, only 4 years old, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and three whisker marks on each cheek, he was wearing an orange jumpsuit and his name was Uzumaki Naruto. He had gotten kicked out of the orphanage that morning and the villagers had jumped at the chance to eliminate the "Demon".

The child was crying, wondering what he had done to deserve this, what had he done to earn their hatred, to earn their beatings. He could remember nothing. Things had always been like this and he didn't know why.

"There he is!" Shouted a villager.

"Kill him, kill the demon!"

The child was suddenly surrounded by the murderous civilians as he thought "This shouldn't be happening. Why me?"

Even as he said these words, a thick mist rolled in. He couldn't see his hand in front of his face. He heard nothing for a few seconds and then he heard a series of thuds. The mist vanished and all around him were the bodies of the villagers. Some decapitated, some sliced in half, but all mutilated by a blade of some kind. The young boys eyes widened in shock before he knelt down and threw up. He looked up and saw a pair of shinobi sandals and a pair of dark blue pants. He looked further up and saw a shirtless torso with a fit musculature, looking further revealed arms clad in cow patterned arm warmers and a masked face. A sideways headband adorned his head, it had a series of four waving lines on it and he had a sword on his back that was almost as long as he was tall.

Naruto stood up in horror as he noticed the blood coating the giant blade on his back. He curled up and began begging for his life from the monster of a man.

The man spoke in a gruff and gravely voice. "Get off the ground you little blonde Gaki! I saved your ass and this is the thanks I get!"

The scared demon vessel looked up hesitantly.

"So, you aren't gonna kill me?"

"I wouldn't have saved you if I was little were those villager's trying to kill you anyway kid?"

"I don't know mister, it's always been like this. I've always been attacked like this and I don't know why."

Zabuza did his best to control his rage, but he knew he was gonna have to take a C-class mission for some mindless slaughter later.

"Kid, I'm taking you away from this hell-hole right now."

"I can't just leave! I have a few people who'll miss me!"

"Tell me something kid, are those few peoples feelings worth getting killed over?"

Naruto thought it over and realized that he was right, he loves those that have accepted him, but he knew he'd die if he didn't get out of here soon.

"Alright you're right. But where are we even going?"

"Kirigakure kid. We gotta get rid of that god awful orange jumpsuit too."

"Hey don't mess with orange mister! Or I'll kick your ass!"

He laughed. "You got guts kid, and the names Momochi Zabuza."

"Mine's Uzumaki Naruto."

"That's gotta change. From now on, you're name will be Momochi Naruto."