GojiPrime: Yo! What's up? This'll be the first actual story I put up on this web-site. Please review if you read it, and if you don't like it, then give me a suggestion on how to make it better. Seriously, PLEASE don't be an ass and just say "This blows diarrhea out of my dick" as a review. You don't help. Anyway, enjoy this piece of crap I just came up with…

Chapter One:

-"Prayer of the Refugee"-

They were after me. They were always after me. They wanted me back so bad, and I don't know why.

I was stuck, running through the undergrowth of the jungle. It's only my handgun by my side in this vast wilderness, and I couldn't take it much longer. I fired three shots into the air, hoping They would end this useless pursuit. Before I knew it, blood was running down my thigh, along with a tingling sensation from my right hip. They got me? I fell, my legs and arms covered in wet, cold mud.

It was hopeless. I took my gun to my head and hesitantly put pressure to the trigger.

My eyes opened wide. The bed under me was soaked in sweat, and I slowly rose to sit up. I quickly took a look at my surroundings, then heard a sigh of relief leave my lips. It was only a dream…or rather a memory.

I've been out hiding in a large village called Konoha for about three days. Why were those awful memories coming back? I was lost in thought for a while until I focused on the small alarm clock next to my bed.

I hated that fucking thing.

It was 2:38 p.m.. I had just wasted half the day asleep. I sighed again, then lifted myself up off my bed. The murderous memories from when I was in the military were haunting me. They had been trying desperately to get me back, but I knew I made the right decision to leave.

This stuff was just too much…for a sixteen-year-old boy like me.

My name is Silver. The scientists weren't very creative with names, so they gave me "Silver". Why? Because I have shining silver hair and silver eyes that glow faintly in the night. To put a long story short: I'm the son of the greatest murderer of all time. Who that person is, is a story for another time.

As I've mentioned, I've been in Konoha for about three days now. I'm surprised I've gone so long without having been attacked by Them. I guess it's a good hiding spot, frankly. The only problem is: I don't know anyone here. The villagers are nice people, they really are, but they don't trust me. It's like I'm treated as a demon here.

Perhaps, I deserve that.

I walked into my small kitchen and swung the fridge door open. Quickly, I snatched one of the many gallons of milk inside and popped the cap off. Within seconds, the gallon was empty. I licked my lips and cut my tongue on one of my large canine teeth. Again.

The bleeding was annoying and filled my mouth with the strong taste of copper. For all of you people who watch anime or stuff like that, and look at some guy's demonically sharp teeth while thinking "damn I want those", trust me: you don't!

Opening up the window in the living room filled my empty house with light. I quickly blocked the sun out of my eyes with my hand and looked out into the crowded streets of Konoha. Everyone seemed so happy and cheerful. It wasn't really my style.

I'm not too sure, but I think the Konoha villagers are on crack. There are too many damn-stupid reasons people stare at me. There's, like, eighty-year old men here wearing dresses, and my clothes look suspicious. These people need to get out more. All I'm wearing is a black t-shirt and some jeans, with rips every here and there, but that's not the point.

Also, I've mentioned my name was Silver, right? Well, sure, that's an odd name even for other countries. So, why am I complaining? Because there are people named Jiraiya, Tsunade, her dead husband Dan, and MY name makes people cringe!

Anyway, I left my house and began walking down the long and crowded streets, prepared for people to stare. Apparently, they've been spreading rumors about me. Like: "he's a demon", "he's a spy for Orichymaru" or some shit like that, and "he's hot".

Cute young girls would say that last one, so yea for me. Unfortunately, I've heard some thirty-year-old-virgin in a green jump suit say that last one too.

Just then, I stopped. I froze where I was standing and my ear twitched a few times. Someone was following me. It was one of them. 'Bout time they showed up.

I slowly reached for the combat knife attached to my belt and shivered from the cold metal on my skin. Listening carefully and on guard, I began walking again. My follower was gone. How like them to be a pussy when they realize some inhuman being will kill without hesitation. I inherited that from my father.

My bloodthirsty father would never hesitate to kill. Whether he was fighting to the death, or just killing for fun, whoever got in the way was just cannon fodder. Although I'm not proud of this trait, it came in handy. Especially when I killed my father.

Forgot to mention that part. Whatever.

Wham! Just like that, a girl ran into me. I jumped a little from being thrown out of my own thoughts to see a small girl with pink hair in front of me. I didn't know what just happened, but I put my hand out to help her up. She grabbed it and I pulled her to her feet, saying "Sorry 'bout that."

"No, I'm sorry" she said, her voice sounding sweet and no wanting-to-kill-me attitude behind it. "I wasn't paying attention" she explained.

I took a quick look at her. She was a few inches shorter than me, looked like she weighed close to nothing, and completely human. Her arms weren't very muscular, but I could feel she had strength. Nice ass.

I can't believe people thought I was weird…compared to the pink-haired-wonder. The awkward silence broke when she gasped and looked away from my eyes.

"Oh" she said, now surprised as if she didn't recognize me at first. That's probably what it was. "You're name is…umm…Silver, right?" I swear she was starting to blush.

This was a shocker. I could feel my silver eyes shoot open. She wasn't scared, or angry, or anything. She was just acting…normal?

"Yeah" I said.

The girl smiled and held out her hand for a shake. "My name's Sakura Haruno." I shook her hand. "It's nice to finally meet you."

"And you know me…how?" I asked, realizing I sounded kind of rude.

"I know just about everyone in the village" she explained. "I work with the Hokage, so I get a lot of paperwork with profiles of people, especially newcomers."

I didn't know I even had a profile. Probably something about chakra and all that ninja shit. "I feel a little stalked now" I said. Sakura giggled. I was being serious.

"Don't worry" she said, "its only basic information, like height and weight. If you don't mind though, could you come to the Hokage's office tomorrow? Some things are a little unclear, and we need to ask you a few questions."

"Yeah, sure" I said. I lied. Like hell was I going to give away info on me! Especially since they found me, I won't be here much longer. They'll attack soon, and I'll be long gone before tomorrow.

"Project 11-07-S, Silver."

"Speak of the devil!" I shouted, as I quickly spun around and whipped out my knife. There he was. My pursuer from just a few minutes ago. He was wearing a long black cloak, so I couldn't see his face, but I could recognize his voice.

"Who's that?" Sakura asked. She stepped to my side and pulled out a kunai knife. Villagers noticed what was going on and ran out of our way. Smart choice. Some stayed to watch the fight. Assholes.

"Uncle Anguirus" I said, giving him a smile that exposed all of my pure-white and deadly teeth. The man took off his hood and revealed his face. His long spiky hair bounced out of the cloak and he smiled back at me.

"Very good, nephew. My brother raised you well" he said, mocking me.

"My father was scum" I shot at him. "He has nothing to do with my life. And frankly, Angy, you're just retarded."

Anguirus's face turned red with anger. "Respect your elders you little shit!" His hand curled into a fist and he growled. I put my arm in front of Sakura and stepped ahead of her.

I turned towards her and smiled. "No offense, but you'll just get in the way." She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed at me. I turned back around and faced Anguirus. "It's only gonna take one hit to take out this geezer."

Anguirus began to laugh. "Are you caring for this human?" he scoffed. "You're weaker than I thought. I don't know why they want you back. You're nothing but a failed experiment."

"Aren't you the one who wanted Lady Mothra?" I asked seriously. "Sounds to me like someone's jealous."

"THAT'S IT YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Anguirus screamed with rage. He lunged forward and threw his fist at me. I easily moved out of the way. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Whoa!" I laughed. "You're pretty intimidating."

Anguirus jumped to his feet and lunged forward again. I reached out and grabbed his arm, swinging him into a nearby wall. Before he had a chance to catch his breath, I leaped forward and rammed my elbow right into his gut. Angy coughed up blood and fell to the ground.

I walked over to the easily defeated faggot and shoved the heel of my shoe onto the back of his neck. "Give up?" I asked, but the geezer was already dead.

"Whoa!" I heard Sakura gasp, followed by the villagers behind her. I flicked my thumb across my nose and laughed quietly. Take that modern-day society!

GojiPrime: Okay, how was that. I honestly had no idea how any of this would work, and had to think for about a week for the best way for everything to come together. I know that last sentence made almost no sense, so just ignore it. Also, if you've got any ideas for this story, please share, and I'll throw you a virtual cookie!