This is my first fic so please NO FLAMES! However constructive critizism would be greatly apreciated.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or its characters.

However, I do own Ryastu so if you want to use him ASK FIRST.

Now I present to you- Enter the Dark One: A Tale of Pain

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

"Biju speaking"

'Biju Thinking'

"Jutsu"

Chapter 1- A Life of Darkness

Hello I'm Ryastu and as far as I've known, joy as almost never existed. I used to live in Yuki-no-Kuni nearly 3 years ago. 7 years ago on the night I was born a demon known as the Hachibi-no- Orochi attacked our village. Our leader, the Godaime Yukikage gave her life along with the many others who also gave their lives to kill it. During my time there I would be beaten to near-death everyday by the villagers, worse so on June 13th, my birthday, and throughout the time being known as "Monster", "Demon", "Vile Serpent", and finally," Incarnation of Death". Even my family, except for my mother, treated me as if I was a disease. My mother and the village elder were the only people there who actually treated me like a person and I felt happy when I was around them. Unfortunately they both were killed before I left. This is my story. My father had found me in my room, drawing blissfully ignorant of what would happen.

"What are you doing here you demon?", He asked me in a voice laced in poison.

"I'm dra-"

My words choked out as he clenched my throat, slamming me to the ground. Almost immediately making hand signs "Ninpou- Karada Baindo-no-justu".

My body was no longer able to move as if it was bound to the floor. He then walked out of the room shortly and came back holding the family blade.

"Now I will free the village of their blight", He declared in with a crazed look on his face, raising the blade over his head training its point at my heart.

Scared of what would happened next I closed my eyes, biting myself hoping this was nothing more than one horrible nightmare. Little did I know that Fate decided to do the one thing that would changed my life, forever.

"Shiine!", My crazed father yelled as he thrusted the blade towards me.

Time seem to have frozen still, there was a scream that was silenced quickly to the sound of the blade piercing through flesh. I felt the warmth of blood spray all over me. What my opened eyes saw the one thing that day haunts me everyday. My mother, kind soul, respected and feared shinobi was between my father and myself, dead, with that blade through her heart. Tears streamed down my eyes as I screamed for her name, hoping she would just get up and say things would be all right.

My Father just stood there motionless, bloodstained hair covering his face hiding the emotions streaming through him. Something was escaping through his lips faintly but grew to insanly levels, Laughter. Throwing his head up laughing madly with an insane look in his eyes(AN: Think of Dr. Stein From Soul Eater).

"See! See! Look What you did you Demon, You Snake," He yelled madly pointing at me His bloodied hand.

"No...no...I-I-I c-c-couldn't h-have...I w-w-wouldn't," I stuttered in fear crawling away from him, not knowing that the jutsu was gone.

" But you did! You killed this little demon slut even before you impaled her with this," He continued violently yanking the blade out mother's corpse, a insane smile slowly grew across his face.

I put my hand out in front in hopes he would stop. Then what happened next has stilled confuses me. A dark-like chakra flowed around my hand, condensing into a sphere. My Father thrusted at it in fear. The sphere exploded, sending him crashing into the other side of the room. He slumped down unconscious, the blade span in circles landing in the middle of the room.

' Oh no! I killed him! I gotta get out of here!', I thought frantically.

Not thinking, I grabbed the blade, and ran towards the one place I knew no one knew about, Old man's Shrine. After running for what seemed like hours I finally reached the place. The Shrine was ran down since the Elder died. I tended to use this place as a sanctuary when the village went to go on a "demon hunt". Checking the floorboards for that loose one after awhile grabbing the only things in it, a scroll and a obsidian statuette of a coiled snake. These were gifts from my mother that my father didn't manage to destroy. That nite, I snuck out of the village and venture into the below zero storm in hopes of finding a new "home" and life.

Little did i know that finding a new home was the least of my problems.

Hope you all enjoyed. Find out next time as the story of Ryatsu's life will pick up in his present time.

All will be revealed in Ch.2: Welcome To Konohagure.

Ja Ne

Orochi-no-Tsukiyomi