Naruto was running for his life! The ten year old was being chased by a group of about twenty villagers armed with pitchforks, knifes and touches! "Leave me alone please!" Naruto begged as he kept running while avoding any attempts to be impaled through the back.
"Get the demon!" A man with a tourch shouted.
"Don't let it get away!" Shouted a woman with a pitchfork held tightly in her hands. Why did they hate him? What did Naruto do to earn their wrath? Be born!? Why was he cursed with hate?
Naruto turned left and ran right into a dead end! He was gonna die! He turned and backed away to try and avoid as much pain as possible when a swarm of bats started to surround him and cut the villagers off. "You shall leave this child or suffer my wraith!" Echoed a voice that took a human form from the bats and up popped a man with hair as dark as night, longer then a foot and reached his sholders. His robes were as red is crimson and his eyes were as deep as an abyess that led on forever. The man's skin was as pale as the moon and looked sickly. His gaze on the group of villagers was almost enough to scare them away. The man with the touch tried to burn the stranger but had the touch was blown out with a single chilling breath. With a smirk he said a single word. "Run." The villagers did what they were told and ran away from the man, leaving him alone with Naruto who was shaking in fear. "Please, don't fight it. I prefer my food to be... ripe with fear."
"W-Who are you?" Naruto asked as he slowly stood up.
"My boy, I am your new master: Ankoku." The now named Ankoku said as he showed off a set of fangs. He then closed the gap in a flash and grabbed Naruto by his shirt.
Ankoku took a quick sniff of Naruto's scent and smiled. "Ah... the perfect aroma of fear. I relish it every few hundred years. I can sense the power locked away inside you, feeding on your very soul, begging to get out and free itslef. But I can give you something better."
Then, Ankoku bit into Naruto's neck. His blue eye's widend as he tried to get free but wasn't drained, just sucked. The pain was the most unimaginable as the blonde's blood boiled at a degree that could compair to that of a hire iron poker! Ankoku let Naruto go and slide to the ground holding his now bitten neck.
"Good. Your body is accepting my gift. In time you will become one of your new kind: a Kyuketsuki. You will learn the ways of the Kyuketsuki once your transformation is complete. Until then... my thrall." Ankoku then turned into a cloud of bats and flew way into the night, leaving Naruto writhing on the ground where he passed out from the shock and mixed in-together.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was scared out of his mind when his nighttime walk turned into a nightmare when he discovered his surrogate grandson passed out in an alleyway with blood seeping from his neck! He screamed one word into the night as fear and worry overtook his voice. "NARUTO!"
This is just the begginning of Naruto the Kyuketsuki.