Alone
This is a quick brief of the story I want to continue, if people want me to continue this then I will, though I should say this is based in the Naruto world and this in my OC called Saijo, it starts off one day before Itachi kills the clan but that's all I say, give me a review or something and I'll continue it :D
Chapter 1: Misguided
'Where… am I?" A quiet voice asked as he looked at his right arm, covered in strange markings and tattoos.
With his brown hair, the boy looked up, to see a young man with a scar on his left cheek and a long pin-like blade in his left hand, though having a strange un-nerving aura surrounding him.
"Please... I need help." The young boy asked, desperation in his voice at every turn
All it took was one look at the child for the old man's smile to fade away, with his eyes bulging, he dropped his pin-like knife on the ground and ran away with a blood-curdling scream escaping his mouth.
"Th- thank you for the knife. My names… Saijo." The child with pale blue eyes shed a tear, though instantly swiping it away, though he didn't know why, 'This, always happens… why?'
Slowly it became night time, with Saijo's eyes glistening in the night sky, showing a vibrant silver in his eyes, as quite unexpectedly his hair did the same.
-The next day-
The innocent child, who could be no older than five, woke up to the sudden fast winds by a shinobi who seemed to be sporting some sort of ANBU gear from the Konoha village. The tear stricken shinobi smiled deeply, "Your an interesting kid, aren't you Saijo? This weapon, the Nuibari, you're a lucky child."
"And, what about you? Mister." Saijo asked, feeling rather comfortable in the man's arms
The man smiled once more, "Me? My luck has run out."