I do not own anything other than the plot. I found this a very hard thing to write, I found no joy in this, it is simply part of the story.
In the streets of konahagakure a small blond boy was being chased throuought the streets by a mob, a very angry mob. He had corrected a child's pronunciation in a attempt to help the girl, for some reason this was taken as a act of war, they finally caught up with the boy, his eyes widened in terror as he braced himself.
(Time skip) narutos point of view
They finally left me alone, after what seems like hours of being beaten and insulted I peeled my eyes open, everything was blurry, but I couldn't see anyone. I was slowly regaining my senses, as I came upon the unpleasant warm feeling of my blood pooling around me. I was in an excruciating amount of pain. Particularly coming from my lower half, I..was raped, repeatedly, dear god it hurts, it hurts so much. Someone make it stop, please.
I started sobbing in agony when a bright flash of light caught my attention, emerging from the light were three figures, as they descended closer to me I could make out their appearance, two women, both wearing relatively modest kimonos that somehow still managed to show off their rather large ahem "assets". one woman wore a black kimono with white accents, she also had shorter, black hair. By her expressions any the way she carried herself I could tell she was a serious, no nonsense type person, but she also looked caring, but the other woman was the exact opposite, this woman wore a white kimono with black accents, she had long white braided hair that fell to her plump round butt, she wore a childish carefree expression on her beautiful face but I could tell that she also was not someone you wanted to mess with.
The third figure strayed back, he was male and had slighly longer hair that framed his sexy, yet beautiful face, he had onyx black eyes that screamed danger and he wore an all black mens kimono that shoiwed off the Chest a little bit showing creamy pale skin, decorated with scars, largest reaching from his torso to his shoulder he had a thinner jegged scar along his jawline that didn't take away from his beauty.
They looked at me with remorse and grief, taking in my appearance. The white haired woman, with a soft frown marring her face crouched down in front of me with a pitying gaze she opened her mouth, her melodic voice ringing out "kami no iyashino no gihō: shifūku." (Healing technique of the gods : restoration) a bright glowing light appeared, encasing me. I instantly felt better, i could feel my wounds closing, leaving only faint scars in their place. It was wonderful.
A moment later I regained my senses, staring up in awe at these beings my saviors. "child, I know you don't know me, or my siblings, however I would like to help you. We could train you, and take you away for a little while." She paused, choosing her next words carefully. "You are destiny's child, suffering through hardships in order to have great understanding and Power. You will be happy in due time. The world is cruel and unfair, yes. But you haven't yet had the chance to experience the joy and wonder of the earth and her fruit. To feel the chakra of nature, and be encased in its soft loving cocoon, but you will soon learn all about you're destiny, and what roads lie ahead, we will prepare you for these trials, and help you breeze through them, so what do you say, little maelstrom?" She finished, tenderly petting the my hair."yes."