A young boy of only three years old was lying flat against a slab of rock. His small wrists were tied down tightly with a thin black wire. His short silver hair stuck against his forehead due to the heat radiating around the cave despite the chilly night air blowing through the hole on the cave ceiling. His grey eyes were wide in fear as three grown men wearing matching black hooded capes towered over his small body.

"This really the boy?" one of the hooded figures asked eyeing the small boy.

"Yes," the tallest of the three replied, "He's the Hatake boy boss spoke about." He then grabbed ahold of the young boy's black shirt and lifted it up to show a pale stomach. "You two," he called, "We will begin the summoning process in a few minutes."

"Why not now?"

The tallest one glared harshly at the other two. "Boss isn't here yet." Then he shrugged, "Anyway, the moon isn't shining through the hole yet." He then turned towards the young Hatake, "Don't worry. This shouldn't hurt… too much."

The boy gulped. What were these strange men going to do to him? He attempted to stay calm like he remembered his father always telling him. Daddy… He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to imagine himself in the warmth of his father's arms.

The image was cut short however, when a sudden poof sounded somewhere to his right. Almost instantly, his eyes widened and he began to shake. Coming towards him was an old man wearing a cloak that matched the other three in the room. The man's right eye was bandaged tightly with medical tape, while the other one appeared closed. On his chin was a scar shaped like a small 'x'.

"Should we start now, Master?" one of the hooded men asked, walking around towards the Hatake's head.

The old man nodded his head, a small smirk lifting his lips as his eyes skimmed over the child. "Yes."

Upon his orders, the other two men placed themselves on either side of the boy. It was then the elder in the room pulled a scroll from beneath his cloak. "Hatake Kakashi," he mumbled emotionlessly, "Would you like to serve your village like a proper shinobi?"

Kakashi blinked up in surprise, "Y-yes sir…" He pulled at the ropes holding him, not liking the way he was being stared down. "W-where's my-"

A hand covered his mouth, stopping any more words from flowing pasts his lips. "Enough." The elder man then sent chakra into the scroll, successfully opening it. "Now hold still child, or this may just hurt." Quickly, he bit his thumb and drew a couple of kanji with his blood against the seemingly blank scroll. Suddenly a flash of light emitted from within the scroll, shining onto the boy. "Start."

The three guys formed the dragon seal in unison, "Call of the wolf to bask upon the moonlight in this here world. We calleth upon thyself," their hands then formed the horse seal, "to release thy powers upon the darkest parts of this universe." They lifted their hands into the ox seal as their boss drags a bloodied finger against the Hatake's stomach tenderly forming the kanji needed for the ritual spelling one word. Wolf. The three then chorused, "Seal!" as the moonlight settled perfectly onto the boy's body.

Kakashi screamed in agony as the light engulfed him. Its rays burning the seal onto his stomach as too much chakra for his small body to handle began to pool itself into him. With one last thought of his father, Kakashi passed out.

"Boss he-"

"I know." the man look at the Hatake in disgust. Then he smirked, "but he and his father will be pawns in my little game." With one last look at the boy, he disappeared.

"We should g-"

A sudden explosion and the sound of electricity crackling cut the man off. "Get your filthy hands away from my son!" a man with long silver hair roared angrily.

"Oh shi-" Suddenly the man fell over with his left arm lying against the ground, a small sword having severed it from his body. The man screamed out in pain, but not before managing to glare at the silver haired intruder.

The taller cloaked man formed a series of signs before calling, "Katon: Fire Blast no jutsu!" Instantly, a huge wave of fire was sent towards the older Hatake.

Growling, the Hatake covered his face from the flames before pushing chakra into his feet last second to dodge the blast. His right sleeve was slightly singed, but he remained unharmed otherwise. He bared his teeth as he ran forward and slammed his tanto straight through the back of the man closest towards his son, killing him in an instant. His body fell back against the hilt of the sword. The Hatake pulled it out of the man's back, letting him slump against the cold cave floor.

He turned his body towards the man who attempted to attack him before and channeled white electrical chakra into his blade. His almost black eyes darkened as he charged forward, slicing the neck of the taller man clean off without batting an eye.

"Now you," He turned around and pointed his bloodied weapon at the one-armed cloaked man, "Tell me what you did to my son, or I'm cutting off your other arm as well." The blood dried in his white hair and dripping off of his face giving him an even more intimidating look than before.

The man laughed bitterly, "I'm not telling you anything." He struggled to stand with the use of only one arm. Quickly, he reached for a senbon he had previously dipped in poison a few moments ago and threw it skillfully at the other shinobi. Without any time to react, the needle hit Sakumo dead center in the chest. Kuso… he thought clutching his chest in pain. Breathing deeply, he moved his hands in a rapid series of seals, "Raiton: Wolf Pack!" Suddenly, four wolfs made from his electrical chakra charged at the one limbed man. Each wolf grabbed one of his remaining limbs and ripped them apart from his torso, leaving behind a gruesome mess of blood and loose limbs before dissipating into thin air.

The Hatake fell to his knees, struggling to breathe. "Kakashi…" he breathed out in worry, his eyes catching sight of his son. With the little strength he had, he crawled towards his son and pulled the young boy against his bloodied body. "Shh…" He soothed, running a shaky hand against his son's fluffy hair, dyeing its normal white color a light maroon, "Daddy's here now…" Slowly his eyes began to close as the poison's effects finally took over.