Even as a child Shizuko Uzumaki knew she was different, why else would her family ignore her?

Who were her family? Well, her father was the yellow flash Minato Namikaze and the Yondamie Hokage. He was an average 6' 2" man with a slightly broad flame and tightly packed muscles. His bright yellow hair framed his face and was not unlike Shizuko's although she was more of a bright blonde that a striking yellow but they framed their face the same way.

Her mother was Kushina Uzumaki, the flaming red habenaro, the red death, and the last Uzumaki (Well used to be). She had flaming red hair that was about the same length as Shizuko's. Kushina was 5' 8" and had striking violet eyes, Shizuko had more of a purplish color but they were close enought. Shizuko also had her mother's round face and slight frame.

Lastly was her twin brother and her opposite, Menma Uzumaki Namikaze. He was heir to the Uzumaki's and the Namikaze's (Although Shizuko was older by a few minuets). He had short bright red hair like his mother, an angular face like his father, and sky blue eyes that twinkled. Shizuko knew from experience that she had her father's intellegent and clam demeanor while Menma had their mother's fiesty and tempermental personality, also her temper but yeah.

Now, back to why Shizuko knew she was different. She knew for a fact that she hosted the Kyuubi no Kitsune and she was fine with that. She knew that her brother was a supposed 'Prophecy child' and she was fine with that.

So what was so wrong? Shizuko was ignored and locked out of the house constantly, it was if she didn't even exist and she wasn't okay with that.

Why? Being locked out of the house alone meant that she was a prime target for the avengers wanting to 'Finish what the Fourth started' and 'Kill the demon fox'. Now you can guess how Shizuko knows about the fox.

That was the very situation Shizuko found herself in now. The night was frigid as young 6 year old Shizuko darted through the streets, behind her a mob was formed. The average mob was mostly civilians with a few ninja every now and then, this one had higher ranking ninja she could tell.

They also were carrying torches, shit. A kunai whizzed by her head as she turned sharply into an alleyway, so they were armed, double shit. Her lungs burned and her legs ached as she pushed them beyond their limit.

Realizing said alleyway was a dead end, Shizuko began climbing the back wall. It was made of bricks and wasn't too high, if she could just get to the top then... Uh oh.

A hand grabbed her long hair roughly, tearing her from the wall and tossing her small frame to the ground with as much force as they could muster. Shizuko heard her head crack loudly against the stones on the hard dirt floor of the alley. All air rushed from her lungs leaving her gasping for breath.

A boot pressed against her chest, this one was holding a torch. The man looked disgusting, yellow teeth giving her a crooked grin. The torchlight illuminated her face making the fear plainly visible.

The next thing Shizuko knew was her head snapping back roughly from it's slightly tilted position, her jaw hurt and her mouth tasted like copper.

Minuets seemed like hours as the mob surrounded her, beating her till she was barely alive. How she was conscious at all was confusing.

*Slice* There goes a knife, or kunai, slicing her skin. Were they going to skin her alive?

*Snap* That was a bone wasn't it? Or four but who was counting?

*Screaming* Was that her? She couldn't tell.

*Swish* Her hair? Why would they cut her hair? Oh wait, that's blood from her neck isn't it?

*Sting* Were they stabbing her? Something was in her stomach, that's for sure. Wait... who was crying?

Evenutally the obscenities they yelled became blurred, she couldn't see straight, was she seeing at all? What was the buzzing sound? The salt from her own tears burned her wounds.

It was easily hours before the crowd dispersed, bored of the no longer moving demon who just barely hung on to life.

The result was Shizuko not even being distinguishable as her own self. Turns out, yes, they did skin her alive or at least part of her arm and showing the muscle beneath. Bones protruded from her arms, legs, and a rib was clearly visible from her chest.

A kunai was imbeaded in her stomach, thankfully missing vital organs. Carved into her exposed chest was demon, although the mob was nice enough to cauterize the wound.

The girl's hair had turned crimson red from her own blood, which she was lying in. The coppery pool surround her, stinging her eyes and getting into her mouth but she didn't care.

Everything was numb for Shizuko and a thought floated through her mind.

'Maybe I deserve this' Then, everything went black.

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So, how'd I do? Gore isn't really my strong suit but I tried my best for the sake of this chapter.

Also dat cliffhanger doe.

=3

Hope you enjoyed!