I apologize that the prologue is short, the following chapters will be better though.

I do not own any characters from Naruto.

Warnings for this chapter: some violence, mild language, attempt suicide

Please enjoy reading the prologue!

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The night sky was a clear black; blotches of gray clouds were painted in the endless sky. Stars shined their brightest over the large town. A nice blanket of snow and ice was gently placed over the ground, it had seemed that Father Winter paid a nice visit this afternoon. Street lamps beamed down on the ground. Season times were near, and places began closing one by one. Many people were in their warm house with their loving families, all but one.

A silent figure was sitting on a snow-covered bench. Bright yellow hair was spiked in every which way and hid some of his face. Ocean blue eyes watched as his feet swung a centimeter over the white snow. An orange sweat suit and black under shirt were the only things keeping him warm. Hands were clasped around opposite shoulders, shielding himself from the harsh, cold winds.

This, my dear friends, was Naruto Uzumaki. He was a homeless orphan, and to add to that, he was basically hated by the people of the town. It hurt, both his body and heart. He yearned for a family, someone to hold close. But he knew know one would take him, after all, he was only a filthy dog from the streets.

'Why can't it stop?' Naruto thought to himself as he dug his face into his crossed arms. He was broken, bruised, and bleeding. Scars he got from fights covered his body, though the ones on his cheeks stood out the most. He lifted up his head and looked out to the near by streets. He squinted his eyes as he saw highlights of a black car shining bright, stopped at a stop sign. He wanted the pain to end…he wanted and begged for the hole in his heart to go away.

"Should I?" Naruto asked to himself as he got up and slowly made his way to the street. About half way there, memories flashed in his mind.

-Flashback-

"Monster!" a seven-year-old Naruto was hit straight across the face as he fell backwards and dropped a piece of fruit to the ground. "You think you can steal from me?" an angered storeowner shouted at Naruto, who was now trapped in the alleyway with the scary man.

"I-I'm sorry!" Naruto cried out as the man kicked him straight in the chest, breaking a rib or two.

"You're about to feel sorry…" the man slowly closed in on Naruto, a metal pipe in hand. The first blow went straight to Naruto's shoulder, causing the flesh to open…

-Another flashback-

Eleven-year-old Naruto tripped as a gang of older teens chased him. Once on the ground, the leader jumped him. Naruto was pinned under the leader as he had his chin gripped between tight fingers.

"Now, now pretty boy…" the eighteen year old laughed as Naruto let out unheard whimpers. "You have guts trashing my car you know…I think I want to pay you back," He laughed as Naruto screamed at the sight of a switchblade. "Shut him up!" the leader hissed as another came and placed a rag in Naruto's mouth, muffling loud cries. With that done, the leader brought the blade to Naruto's face. Naruto closed his eyes tight as the blade ripped across his face. He could feel blood run down one of his checks. All he could do was let out silenced screams as the knife left three marks on each cheek.

-End of flashbacks-

Naruto realized when he was at the curb of the street, giving a glazed look at the car; it was steadily making its way towards him. His mind was telling him to quick this foolishness and walk away, but his heart told him to jump. With a big breath of air, Naruto let himself run out into the middle of the street, knowing the car would not miss him. Some time between getting hit and falling to the ground, Naruto felt like he had just thrown his seventeen-year-old life away.

Once his thin frame hit the cement paved street, Naruto's body rolled over a few times before it rested a few feet away from the car, facing directly bright head lights. He felt pain in his chest and his arm felt like it was ripped out of place. His hip was spilling blood into a shallow puddle. He hoped he didn't have to feel the stinging it any longer as he felt his body starting to shut down. First he lost feeling in his leg, numbness slowly creeping up his body.

"Damn. Are you ok!" he heard shouting as a car door opened and a figure made its way to his side. "Hell, you're bleeding!" Naruto looked up only to see a dark haired figure wrap strong arms around him. He opened his mouth to speak, but let it drop as pain ate at his insides like a virus. "I need to get you somewhere…" the person, who Naruto presumed was a male, stated simple. Naruto closed his eyes and limply placed his head on a warm shoulder, letting darkness wrap around his mind. A single tear rolled down he cheek as one thought hit his mind…

'Maybe I should have waited…'

Prologue done…please review and tell me what you think. And be honest please!

-Red (lots of writing love)