Wasted

Prolog

It was in my final moments that I noticed something was wrong. Kyuubi was doing something. The war was finally over and with it so was my purpose. After all what else did I have to live for? I know what your thinking, what about my friends right? Well truth be told I don't have any honest friends still around. Those from my generation that still dwell in this world are traitors to me. I only have one design in their eyes. A weapon. No matter how many times my long since dead friends and I tried no one saw me as anything other than a demon fox. So what exactly that fox was doing had me curious. He couldn't break the seal so what was he planning?

Sinking into the familiar tunnels of my mind I watched in curiosity as the fox gathered what chakra was left. It was floating in small wisps around the damp area of his cage. His normal scary figure had shrunk into that of a newborn fox kit. Everything seemed so wrong.

"Kyuu? What are you doing? We were doomed to die on this mission. I thought we had agreed on that." I couldn't keep the sadness from my voice as I watched his last attempt at life. In the last months before the battle we had come to a common understanding of sorts. He wasn't the big bad fox everyone thought and I wasn't the happy go lucky idiot everyone knew. I can't say we became friends but it would be nice.

"I'm giving you another chance is what I'm doing. I can't stand to go out this way and I doubt you like it either. They wont celebrate you after this. They wont put you on a pedestal hailing you as a hero. They wont grant you anything which you so desperately deserve. So I'm giving it to you. Think of it as a going away present." Confusion and fear became my most immediate emotions.

"Who says I want another chance? These people will never accept me no matter how many times I try. Whats the point of doing it all again? Just to experience their torture all over? Do you wish to spite me that much?" I whimpered at the end. I couldn't do it. I would die before a year was up if I had to experience that hell again.

"Kit. Don't doubt me now. Not after we agreed to die together. I'm not sending you back to the past. Not in this world. I would never put you through the demons of that village again. No betrayal, no lies, just a new start in a new world. I promise you no one there will hate you, rather you will be cherished by your new race. That much I can guarantee." I couldn't stop the tears the flowed nor the small hiccups that burst forth. How could I not be sad about this farewell?

"Just remember one thing for me okay? Don't trust anyone until they have proven themselves. Hide and stay safe from the evils of this new world. Only help when you feel it absolutely necessary or when one you trust is about to perish. Please, for me, live." then everything was gone. There was no fancy burst of light. No feeling of floating or falling. Just a darkness, my sadness, and the feeling of nothing.

A breeze twisted in my hair intertwining leaves and dirt. The sound of nature and hoof beats filled my abnormally sensitive ears. Mentally scanning my body for injury I found nothing. Lowly opening my eyes I greeted this new world which my last friend had sent me to. Giant trees, larger than the ones local to Konoha, towered above me. Greenery which was in every direction I looked possessed a calming aura. Closing my eyes I inhaled the fresh air. There was no smell of death on the air, no foul odor of rotting corpses or ash. I felt myself relaxing into the soft moss below me.

I would've fallen into a deep sleep if not for the flare of battle close to my position. Jumping to my feet I staggered. Looking down at myself I noticed something odd. Surely an adult would not be this small. Did Kyuu turn me into a child? Sighing I ran a hand through my hair. Halting by my ear I about screamed at what I felt. My once round ears had become pointed. What had he done to me. shaking off my discomfort I glanced at my new attire. Simple discolored green pants and shirt with an overly large black tunic. Pulling the hood up I decided to be discreet and venture towards the sound of war.