Shadows danced along alleyways and building walls as he ran, the air around him hung heavily with the stench of alcohol and sweat. As he rounded another corner, the only thought that crept into his mind was the thought that had lingered in his head since even before he could remember.

'Why me...? Why do they chase me? I've never done anything to them. I don't even know what this Kyubii thing is!'

As slurred yells of 'Demon!' and 'Monster!' continued to penetrate his ears, Naruto, enveloped in his own thoughts as he ran, failed to notice that he took a turn onto a alleyway that eventually led to a dead end.

'Oh no!' The young boy thought.

As he turned around and faced this mob of ignorant people, tears formed in eyes. Yet another beating he would endure for reasons that elude him completely. Why did people hate him so much? What did he do?

"C'mere, you pest," one of the drunkards slurred. He took two uneasy steps before finding sure footing and looked down on Naruto, who gulped with tears streaming down his cheeks. "we'll make you pay for those you killed."

"B-B-But I didn't kill anyone!" cried Naruto. "I don't know what you're talking about; PLEASE, just listen!"

But his words fell on deaf ears as he was struck across the face by a huge fist. Naruto was knocked to the ground and took the fetal position like he taught himself to long ago. 'They'll disappear eventually just like every other time, and then I'll be able to go home...' he told himself.

He was kicked in the sides, his back, even his head. The blows were endless, and each was packed with a pain a seven year old should never have to endure.

"Hah! I wore my steel-toe boots just for this!" he heard someone say as he was kicked in the spine.

Naruto heard his back crack as the boot struck, but resisted crying out in pain. He may be young, but he knew these people WANTED him to cry and scream. He wouldn't give them that; it was the least he could do. He hugged his knees and began sinking into that void in his mind, the one where he could go and feel no pain, feel nothing at all, just sit and wait until everything died down... in a sense, disappear...

"Hey! Monster! Are you dead yet!?!" one of the men asked. They bad backed off to see if their punching bag had finally given out, and at first, Naruto just looked like a bruised bag of flesh lying on the ground.

Just then however, a sudden wind picked up, forming a vortex around the young boy. A red aura began seeping out of Naruto, then began transforming this whirlwind into something that looked like a tornado made of fire. Getting to his feet slowly, he turned to the mob that had tried taking his life.

"Y-You don't scare me, fox!" stuttered the one who wore the steel-toe boots. He ran at Naruto, preparing for an attack, but cried out in pain instead. The others looked on in horror. The chakra-filled tornado that had picked up literally burned the man's hand to a crisp, rendering it useless. He stumbled backwards, clutching his barbecued hand. "Fuck! FUCK!" he cried again and again

"You're rude." Naruto said in a voice that wasn't his.

The steel-toed man sent a murderous glare at him, and was about to speak, before he suddenly burst into flames, his screams and his cries the last thing he left in this world.

The others, frozen from watching this person's hand being burnt, came crashing back into reality as they watched him burn alive. They turned tail and ran away from this monster, no longer the young boy they were pursuing.

"I don't think so." Naruto said, again in that deep, demonic voice. Suddenly, Naruto appeared in front of this crowd of people, leaving his vortex behind them, while creating a new one and sending it straight to them. His plan then was obvious.

"Let us go!" cried one of them. "We promise, we'll never hurt you again! We'll even tell others to back off! PLEASE LET US LIVE!!"

Naruto tilted his head to the side and grinned from ear to ear, showing his face to them for the first time since he got up. His eyes were no longer sea blue, but a ruby red that seemed to burn. The whiskers on his face became more prominent, and his incisors elongated, almost looking like fangs.

These vortexes closed in on them, trapping them and getting closer and closer, the heat actually causing their clothes to suffer from spontaneous combustion. As their pleas and bargaining turned into screams and howls of pain, Naruto's smile faded slowly. One by one, they ceased to move, and even then the fire continued to burn, leaving nothing but ashes in it's wake.

"Hmph."

He closed his eyes, and for a few seconds, was still. Then the young boy woke up, his eyes no longer burning with rage and his face back to it's boyish self. He looked around him and he could smell the charred flesh in the air, see burnt clothing in front of him and the blood on the ground.

"Wha-What happened..?!" He said. "Th-This never happened before! Usually they just disappeared!"

Not knowing what else to do, the frightened child ran to the safety of his home. Little did he know, that's exactly where something otherworldly planned to confront him on the events that took place that night.


A/N: I know it's a short chapter, but it's also my very first story. Be nice? :3 Reviews are appreciated =D I need encouragement to continue D;