Authors Note: Hi! I'm The New Sage Of Six Paths and I've adopted this story from The Immoral Flame, hoping to finish where he/she left off. I hope I can make this story entertaining and get a few people to leave some reviews so I can know if I've done this justice or not. Anyways, on with the story and don't forget to review, please.

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The New Demon

The shouts of celebration and happiness echoed high into the night of a peaceful village hidden in a forest in the land of fire. This was the birthplace of some of the strongest shinobi in the elemental nations, Konohagakure No Sato.

The reason for celebration?

The defeat of the great beast, the overwhelmingly strong, Kyuubi No Youko. They celebrated because their Yondaime Hokage had sacrificed his life to save them all and to kill the beast. Only a handful knew the truth of what happened the day the Kyuubi attacked and that same handful of people grieved for what was still happening to this day.

You see… The Kyuubi was not dead.

It lived within a boy of six years old, imprisoned because of its destructive nature and, naturally, for the attack on the village hidden in the leaves.

The Yondaime could not possibly hope to kill a being with no real body and so it was up to him to find a new way to stop this monstrous threat to the lives of his countrymen.

The Yondaime was not hailed as one of the strongest Kage level Shinobi to ever have been produced by Konoha for no reason… He was never out of options, and he certainly would never count himself out of a fight. Utilizing a Sealing method known as the Shiki Fuujin, the blonde Kage ingeniously sealed the beast inside of his only son, at the cost of his life, and to stop the rampaging destruction wrought by the tailed beast.

Ironically… The life he'd hoped to give his son turned out to be much worse for him than the death he saved him from.

The villagers hated him so very much for what he contained, and constantly made excuses for why he could not eat as well as they or simply exist for that matter. This boy, carrying such a tremendous burden, carried on day to day with the strength his father once carried.

And for Uzumaki Naruto… It was a way to show that he would not crumble and give these people what they wanted. He carried on and lived his life a day at a time, surviving and proving that he could be better than what they thought of him. Of course… No one ever paid him any attention…

Six year old Naruto was in the forest that surrounded Konoha, trying desperately to overcome his own ineptitude through training. He'd been here since the start of the celebration and would probably remain until it was finished.

He didn't want to be beaten again.

With a sigh, the blonde readied himself to begin his usual Taijutsu regiment, the fireworks in the background giving him a very good idea of what he could expect if he tried to go into the Village.

With a scowl, he launched himself forward, just as a violent streak of red crossed the heavens and touched down somewhere in Konoha. The thunderous touchdown of this object raised an ominous cloud of dust at its descension point and any that took notice of it instantly began to celebrate.

It had landed on the Demon's home, after all.

Maybe it had killed him? Hopefully. No one bothered to go inside and actually check, and so no one noticed the shining black stone, quivering as if alive resting at the center of the destroyed apartment.

Well... Almost no one.

The Sandaime Hokage, leader of Konoha, paled at what he'd seen and made a quick move to stand that prompted his unseen guards to blur into existence before him. His orders were given, sternly and grimly.

"Find Uzumaki Naruto and find out what that was."

He worried for the boy, as he was one of the few people that knew that Naruto was not what the villagers made him out to be. Due to his own meekness as a leader, he could not come to terms with how Naruto was truly treated in his own home, and had come down with a serious case of denial.

He denied that Naruto's life was truly as bad as it was made to to be. Of course, he was not oblivious to the bruises and scarring he'd noticed on young Naruto when he'd meet with him monthly to visit.

He chalked it up to the tiny blond being a rough a tumble youth.

He sighed as he made his way in the direction of Naruto's apartment, walking along with the hope that he'd see Naruto out here in the streets playing and not have to find him dead in that ruined apartment.

Naruto blinked as he stared at the volumous dust cloud hanging over Konoha, his stomach tightening. He frowned, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened. Maybe one of the fireworks had backfired? Or maybe…

"Not again…"

The blond took a running leap and fired off like a shot into the trees, headed back into Konoha. Meanwhile, three streaks of black blurred to catch up to him, per their orders to find him. They decided to observe his return to Konoha, so as not to make him too antsy with their presence. They stuck to the rooftops, covering him discreetly with their ever watchful gaze and Naruto was none the wiser.

The citizens of Konoha were not so unaware.

Naruto either didn't notice, or didn't care, that wherever he went as he ran the crowd parted like he had the plague. He ran quickly, his breath coming in pants as he finally reached what remained of his home. He frowned, tears welling up as he fell backwards to sit on his butt.

His home was nothing more than a smoldering wreckage now, and he was homeless once again. With a sigh and a grunt of annoyance, he leapt headlong into the flames to search out the only thing he had of value, hopefully, to save it. He disappeared into the fire just as his three shadows made it to him, causing the leader to swear almost inaudibly.

"I'm going after him. Stay here and make sure no one else enters."

Without waiting for a reply, the dog masked Anbu disappeared in a plume of smoke, leaving a Neko masked Anbu standing with a Bear masked Anbu.

Inside the fire, Naruto was near his burned up bed, prying up a loose floorboard so that he could get to his precious treasure.

He wiped his brow of sweat, smearing a black smudge on his face before he reached into the darkness of the opened up floor and grasped a ratty looking teddy bear from its confines.

He hugged the bear, forgetting himself for a moment while, at his back, a black shadow loomed and began to worm its way to him along the floor. Naruto leaned, intent on standing, and pressed his right hand to the floor so that he could get his feet under him.

Then the shadow struck.

It was so sudden he probably hadn't even noticed it, the black sludge like substance wrapping around his arm to tightly that he couldn't move. He began to hyperventilate, his eyes seeing but not understanding.

It swept up his arm and around his throat. A dry heave escaped him as it swept around and engulfed his face and suddenly vanished down his throat. A dry heave forced him onto his side that left him panting and hunched.

A cough wracked him and a single drop of that black sludge escaped into a crack in the floorboard.

Then he was being hauled to his feet and they were outside, his body trembling and sweating.

"Is he alright..?"

It was the Hokage's aged voice, his brow knit with concern as Naruto's vision began to swim and darken.

"I can't be certain; he needs to go to the hospital."

With that they were airborne again, but this time… Naruto passed out before they got to their destination.

The Kyuubi no Youko was many things, but afraid was not one of them. The beast had seen what had happened and was now staring down a mass of black that was steadily creeping towards the cell. First it had awakened him, trying desperately to breech the confinement the seal had provided. But something was happening now that it could not understand, at least, not fully.

"What is this..?"

A feeling of dread came over the fox, its eyes narrowing.

"What are you, then?"

There was no real answer, only the continued advance and a trembling and droning voice that made the fox both nervous and angry.

"Give us power."

A black tendril shot from the black mass to wind around the Fox's snout, a second and third following as he bellowed in outrage. With a lashing of one of its tails, the tendrils were destroyed and the black substance that had issued them was reduced to a smear.

A very annoying smear that reformed nearly instantly.

It quivered and bubbled, seeming contemplating what it would do now. Suddenly, the black mass launched itself at the seal tag that kept the doors to the cell closed, latching on and beginning to feed from the Chakra that the seal was absorbing from the fox. The fox snarled, but knew that it was ultimately powerless to stop this from happening, so it simply sat and watched.

"I hate this place."

The Hokage sighed, not truly understanding what was wrong with the boy he was watching over. Naruto was hooked up to a respirator, his chest rising and falling slowly as he "slept".

If only he were truly sleeping.

Turning his head, he took notice of the three Anbu that had been there to save the poor boy. Turning to regard his three subordinate's, he cast a sideways glance at the blond tucked into the sheets of the hospital bed.

"What exactly happened to him that's left him so... worn out?"

It was the Dog masked Anbu that spoke up first, standing straight and not deviating his attention from his leader.

"I believe he was attacked, Hokage-sama. When I took notice of him, he was looking for something. It turned out to be the stuffed bear he was found with. However, as I was moving to collect him, something struck out at him and... Well, sir, it forced its way down his throat. I do not know what to make of it, truthfully. Afterward, he was very tired, borderline comatose. I was worried for him, sir."

This news disturbed the elder Shinobi and prompted him to turn his head to look at the sleeping child. he reached out and stroked the blond locks of his little charge, his eyes showing great sorrow.

"Is there anything else?"

There was silence for a time, his subordinates gathering themselves. It was Neko that spoke up first.

"What will happen to him now, sir?"

This made the Sandaime smile, for he knew just how much Neko cared about the little bundle of energy. Inu nodded, his posture relaxing a bit.

"I too, am curious, Hokage-sama. Would it be alright if... Someone were to adopt him?"

The old man chuckled knowingly, his hand moving from Naruto's head to fish in his pocket for his pipe. With a simple tap to a seal engraved on its side, the old man lit it and turned to go.

"I don't believe there is anything wrong with that. When he awakens, you should bring him to me Inu, so that I can explain things to him."

In a swirl of leaves, the elder Kage was gone. The three Anbu couldn't see one another faces, but they knew that there were smiles being shared. Things might just start looking up for the boy at this rate.

AN: Thanks for reading if you made it this far! Please, Review so i can see if I'm doing The Immoral Flame any justice here!