Message from the writer: I do NOT own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto is the creator. I own all OC characters. Criticism is welcome.
Naruto and the Hell Hound.
Chapter 1. The child.
It was a bright and sunny day. The people of Konohagakure were bustling around opening their shops, going to work, and readying their children, that's if they had any. There was one lonely soul who looked out their window mourning what their day would be. "Another day..I'm so tired.." he sighed when he caught his awful reflection on his cracked window. He brushed his oily bang and sniffled as he tried to drown out his sobs. He just didn't understand how could his people be so cruel? He hugged himself and began to rock himself. A comfort he had found during his early days in the orphanage.
Within minutes he changed his clothes and brushed his teeth. His stomach growled in protest when he eyed his refrigerator hungrily. He knew the food he'd been given was spoiled. If he ate he'd surely just get another stomachache. He sighed resigned that he might just starve another day.
Out the door he moved quickly down the stairs. He was sure to keep his head down. The five year old knew the villagers would only hurt him worse if he tried to be brave. He wasn't a coward, but the knifes and rocks hurt too much especially when he went without food.
"Demon brat."
"It's his fault I lost my mom."
"It's his fault I lost my dad."
"We should kill him." the blonde shuttered at the words as he quickened his pace. The sound of a blade being unsheath sent him running down an alleyway where he met a dead end. With his innocent blue eyes he turned to look at his attacker. It was the baker! Tears gathered in his eyes. 'I'm going to die!' the boy thought.
Just as the baker raised the knife to stab him, the man gurgled. Blood spilled from his lips as he coughed. A kunia sliced his throat. "What's wrong with this village? Killing children?" The voice was soft and full of fury. The body of the man collapsed as he rasped for mercy. A fine black combat boot kicked his ribs. "No." she spit at him.
Naruto's eyes snapped open and widened. Standing crouched in front of him was a beautiful woman. She had fiery red hair and blood red eyes. Clothed in a Victorian forest green dress robe, Her skin was fair unblemished. She smiled at him and shook her head. Her wavy locks swayed as she reached with a dainty hand to pet his head. "My name is Isabella. What's yours little one?"
"Naruto"