The main protagonists including Lady Tsunade, the Leaf Village, and the Naruto universe are property of Masashi Kishimoto everything else is fictional.
Chapter I: The Night Rats
I remember how the problem got started…I just didn't know that the reaction would go this far. They told me that everything would be fine… They told me I would change from a butterfly to a wild animal… I didn't like the sound of it… But who said that a dark moon couldn't shine light…I didn't do anything bad exactly except for some violence and mainly destruction of property…. Let me tell you that a monster is easier to stop then tame… Then again that's what happened to me… I got tamed twice… Once by those bastards who call themselves gentlemen… The second was by the village's new system… I just can't say much more… But as I sit here in this cell waiting for my time to be up… I wonder why it got started, but I can tell you how it got started. It all began when I got back from a mission with my squad.
We had just got back from a mission. I breathed in air and exhaled. Our mission had been to track down a man who had been conning villages out of much of their money. I never knew that propaganda was such a powerful tool until that hour. I'm getting ahead of myself though. We reported to Lady Tsunade.
"So, what's the report?" enquired Tsunade.
"We got the crook and he's going to be in jail for a long time," said Sakura.
I turned to Kakashi who added no other comments. I looked at our other teammate Sai and saw that who was also quiet.
"Very well, I will inform you if any other missions come up," said Tsunade.
We left and went our separate ways. I remember I was starving… Food, I can't remember its taste ever since I lost myself, but I can remember the event… It's strange how someone can forget a taste of something, but the being can remember the event… It's so weird. I'm getting of track though. I got a bite to eat at my favorite landmark. Ichiraku Ramen. After that I went to go train until night.
Night soon fell and I was walking home when I heard someone cry out in pain. It seemed to be coming right from my home. I ran quickly and quietly at the same time. I arrived and saw in a corner a bunch of punks picking on a minor. The poor kid had been kicked in the face. I could see a bruise. He must have been at least twelve. The punks were at least a year older than the victim. It was wrong and I decided to intervene.
"Hey you jerks, stop it right there," I yelled.
The punks stopped. I remember there were at least five of them. I don't know why I didn't mention it earlier, but I just remembered it. The group turned and looked at me. The kid ran away as fast as he could. The group walked up to me and surrounded me. I didn't want to use my full force so I decided to go using only a ¼ of my strength. I clobbered them, but they seemed to keep coming. This surprised me and I felt like I had no choice, but to go ahead and use my clones. Before I could perform my shadow clones I was quickly knocked out. Before going out I heard them say, "No one messes with The Night Rats," and I fell out of time and space into the black emptiness of what is sleep.