A/N - I don't know if I'll continue this. It was just a spur-of-the-moment thing.
My mind is blown that someone actually read this, so I decided to edit it. I also changed some minor things. Now it still has mistakes, just hopefully not as many.
Ok, I recently went throw this and fixed all the spelling and grammar mistakes I could find. So now it is perfect. I hope.
THE RED WOLF
Chapter 1
The third Hokage was sitting behind his desk, puffing on his pipe. A puff of smoke in front of him signaled the presence of an Anbu. Without taking his eyes from the paperwork in front of him, he said "they passed the graduation exam."
"They better have passed" thought the Anbu.
"They still have the genin selection test to take" but as the Anbu said this, he felt something inside of him. Something he didn't recognize. It was pride. He immediately crushed it. He hadn't allowed himself, nor was he fully capable of feeling emotions as of five years ago. When for the second time he had lost everything. The first time hadn't been as bad, because he had gained two things, his Siblings. His father had died sealing one half of the Ninetails into his brother, and the other into his sister. His mother, the previous jinchuriki of the Ninetails, had died shortly after. He had been five then. The second time he had been 12. He had woken up in the hospital, with growing fear as he listened to his body, assessing his condition. He had felt horrific realization when the doctor had told him about the amputation, and that he would no longer be able to have children.
That day had truly been the worst. Not only did he wake up from a coma to find out that his closest friend in the Academy, who had graduated early, had slaughtered his entire clan and was now a rogue shinobi. But because he could no longer produce an heir, the current clan head, had disinherited him. The arranged marriage he had with the woman he loved had been rearranged for his younger brother, who became the new heir to the clan head. He had been a flood of emotion, anger towards the clan had, jealousy towards his brother, who would marry and start a family with the woman that he had loved, and an overwhelming sense of loss. He would no longer be able to start a family of his own, with the woman he loved and have children with her. That had been the single greatest desire of his heart.
He did not know how we felt towards Itachi, but the love he had felt for Hinata had transformed into an indescribable anguish and pain every time he saw her. He felt an uncontrollable rage for his former teammates, the two women who were responsible for his sorry state. His anger only intensified when he had learned what had entirely happened. He had contemplated killing them. Then, just to spite the clan head, run away from the village to join up with Itachi, but he had decided against it.
Due to his newly found lack of status, a deep desire to not rejoin his teammates, and a conversation with Danzo he decided to join the Anbu. His death had then been faked, and he had joined Route, the training division for the Anbu under Danzo. He then transferred to the Hokage's command, after he had been entered into the bingo book under the name the Red Wolf. He had gotten that name after a successful assassination attempt. Where he had broken both of his arms while engaged with the target's bodyguards but had eventually run down the target using his mouth to bite into the target's calf, crippling him. Then biting into, and ripping out his throat. Afterward, his body and face had been covered in gore and blood. The way he had dispatched his target was compared to how a wolf hunts and kills its prey; and because his figure was coded in blood and gore, he was dubbed the Red Wolf. He had then been assigned the codename, Wolf, in the Anbu. It slightly disappointed him that they left out the word red, but he understood why.
"Yes, but they'll probably pass that as well. The teams have not yet been fully decided on, but I'm pretty sure we're going to pair them up with Sasuke under Kakashi". Said the Hokage, right after he let out a long stream of smoke.
When the Anbu gave no response the Hokage side then continued "I thought you should know, anyway Wolf I have a mission for you".
At that, the Anbu now known as Wolf knelt.
As Wolf knelt the Hokage examined him. His formally spiky blonde hair had darkened, bowed, and lost most of its luster. His hair was now a darker muddy yellow that laid on his head as if it was trying to match its owner's new mood and outlook on life. Every time the Hokage saw Wolf the image of him that was taken for the bingo book flash through his mind. An image of a younger Wolf. His right arm was dislocated, hanging a couple of inches lower than it should have, with his palm facing outward. The bone that was previously in the shoulder socket, pushing up against his skin creating an unsightly bulge at the top of his arm. Bones were protruding from his left bicep. His hair a mop of soaked blood atop his head, strands of it hanging down his face. Pieces of flesh hanging from his teeth, his entire face and front of his torso was stained red from blood. The look in his eyes was not the look of a boy his age, nor that of a man, but that of a merciless, unparalleled killing machine that seemed to revel in the act of taking another's life. A look that sent a shiver down the spines and terror into the hearts of all who looked into those eyes. All in all a terrifying visage that no doubt kept his enemies awake at night shivering in sweat. The image that had gotten him his name. Not just the one in the bingo book, but the one used by all those who feared and hated him. The Demonic Red Wolf of the Leaf.
"Wolf we have received reports about a mining village near the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Lightning. Apparently, the Village has been taken over by a group of rogue shinobi, and they are systematically burying the villagers alive if they are unable to keep up with the workload." the Hokage paused to take a puff from his pipe. He then continued "Wolf you are to investigate this village, and if there are any, to deal with these rogue shinobi accordingly". The Hokage then let out another long stream of smoke before saying "you are dismissed".
After Wolf had left, he was now running through the trees towards his destination. He noted that the Hokage had not given his mission a rank. After some consideration, Wolf came to the conclusion that the Hokage probably consider it a waste of time and energy. After all, whether it was a D rank or an S rank, Wolf would approach it the same, and since Wolf didn't care for statistics or status, him knowing the rank of his mission was relatively pointless. Thinking about it Wolf realized that the Hokage had not told him the rank of any of his missions for over a year.
"Wow, how did that go over my head". Wolf thought to himself.
As he ran Wolf thought back to how he became a member of the Anbu. Of how his death had been faked and the fact that only the Hokage and his two advisers, plus a handful of the clan heads, and other high-ranking Leaf shinobi like Danzo and Jiraiya knew who he really was, and that he was still alive. Not even his siblings or former teammates knew, even though his picture was in the bingo book. In the image, his face was covered in blood which hid his whiskers, and the persona he was giving off was so drastically different than his old one, that no one except for the Hokage and Jiraiya could tell it was him. He initially felt bad about lying to his siblings, but he felt no remorse in lying to his former teammates. The guilt they felt believing they were responsible for his death was their punishment in Wolf's eyes. Although it wasn't entirely a lie. The man they knew went by a different name, a name he had long discarded. For on that day, something broke inside of him, and if for no other reason than to protect himself he discarded his name and what remained of who he was, and all of his attachments, and then he became no one. An empty being seeking a new identity. Then he had found it, the day he had committed that assassination, and was given the name Red Wolf.
He felt nothing about lying to his former friends and family, about him still being alive. Because to him, it was not a lie. The man he was was in fact dead. He was no longer Naruto Uzumaki. He was the Demonic Red Wolf of the Leaf.