Prologue
We have all read fic's like these (you will see soon) but I don't think this path has been taken.
This is the story of a girl named Naruto Uzumaki. Naruto was an expressive young child. Even at the age of four, she always smiled and laughed. Those who talked to the young girl almost never new she was in so much pain. What pain? Was she beaten? Was she chased by mobs every year on her birthday? Sadly, this was not the case. Nobody beat her, nobody chased her, nobody sold her rotten food, racked up the prices on every thing she wanted, trashed her apartment, and forced her to live in some rundown death trap. What they did was far worse to the babbling bubbly young for year old. They Ignored her.
Except for the Hokage and two nice ramen shop owners, no buddy talked to her. She was never, showed much kindness or anything really, had no friends and was simply glared at everywhere she went.
Then the day came on one sunny march day. The day every thing changed. The day this four year old was robbed. Robbed of one of the few things that kept her sane.
Naruto walked back from one of konoha's parks horribly depressed. She had not been aloud to pay with anybody again. She felt that ache in her chest. Almost as if some one had stuck a block of ice where her heart should be. Trudging along an empty street on tan soil towered her house she wandered why everyone hated her. Her face so filled with sadness it would make a Hyuga break down into tears. Nevertheless, when she was pushed down and flipped over all traces were gone. Replaced by a bright cheeky grin. The last time ant one ever saw that grin. Or heard her talk.
"Hey brat!" bellowed the man with a green vest above her.
"Because of you I've been kicked off the shinobi force!" he bellowed.
"I do no…" Another swift kick to the girl pushed her behind a nearby crate.
"I'm not sure how you corrupted my wife demon. But all of a sudden she wants to serve you, give you a home above her restaurant! Then I get punished for giving her what she deserved!"
The man glared at Naruto with a raw smothering hate. This man she never met had come to hurt her, to cause pain. "And I know just how to do it to!" The former ninja's hands glowed blue as he grabbed her throat. Electrifying pin laced through her mouth and throat as something strange happened to the four your olds tongue. Blackness claimed her vision.
Hours later, she would awake to stark white walls and the suffocating smell of antiseptic. Naruto always Smirked, always pulled pranks, expressed her self through action and a flimsy pad of paper. But she never spoke. That day a man used his medical Jutsu "skin" graft" Jutsu to dissolve her tongue. She was a happy child