Kitsune Reincarnation: Chapter 1 Rebirth
Fire filled the air as the Village burned all around burned, charred, and crushed bodies littered the ground. In the crowd was a family of 3 with a mother, father, and son running for their lives with a growing shadow gained. The last thing they would see would be the flames of the kaiju's fire and piercing pain of fire. They were now another casualty of the night.
Or would they as the Kyuubi was being sealed into his new prison, he had one final trick. He reached out to anyone or anything for a connection to inhabit but there were few options and one of them was the child clinging to life. No options were better so he sent a tail-sized piece of his soul to the vessel. As the spirit entered the boy it regrated being made as all it felt was pain as the body wanted to die and it's itself left to join his's parents to the afterlife. The kyuubi cursed without a soul the body was nearly useless just an animated corpse.
The only option was transference instead of a living puppet the body would now have to be his creation unless he wanted his power to fade. As the body lost color, he made his decision as a new perspective was now filling his mind. A broken crippled body was better than the nothing he felt in his seal that he pushed toward the back of his mind. He strained to do anything but the body would do nothing and despite his chakra following through the injuries weren't deadly but more of a blockade without outside help.
Hours passed before help came as villagers gathered around looking for survivors or so he thought. The first person to come across him went through his and the host family's bodies looking for valuables. The Kyuubi burned that man's image into his mind. Something he hated was humans who stole main reason he was here in the first place Madara best hope they never meet. But eventually necessary humans came and gathered him. He was glad it was boring laying there before he noticed he was on a cart full of bodies. A hiss from him signaled he was still alive and was wrote off as the only noise he could make given his injuries.
The hospital was a fresh type of test of patience as all around there were other injured and dying people. Sure, he caused most of this damage but he never expected having face it all face-to-face waiting for help. The help he got was a cot and a doctor writing him off as a lost case. Sure, his flesh was charred but there was supposed to be a boy underneath it all. At least he couldn't fail himself as his chakra knitted his flesh back together and he healed at the cost of all his host's fat making it nearly emaciated.
During the night he snook out he needed to feed and these "doctors" were content to let him die. As he hobbled out, he wandered around finding most places closed till he came across a ramen stand. A 30-year-old man was calling himself Teuchi was serving out ramen and seeing his sorry state gave him a bowl of miso ramen. He said not many places were open at this time at night and not many would serve a skeleton. Kyuubi blushed at that he needed to improve this dumb human body. He all but passed out as his body gave out exhausted and breaking down the meal. He mentally wasn't asleep as he felt his body being touched. Great another pickpocket, he thought. As he opened an eye, he saw instead him bandaging his burns, maybe humans aren't so bad.
In the morning he knew were to go the Hokage Mansion were his previous host's husband worked. With a bowl of chicken ramen courtesy of Teuchi he went to the building. He and the Hokage had much to talk about, since he was supposed to be sealed inside the Jinchuriki. For a child to get an audience would typically be hard, but of course he had memories of Jiraiya always entering through the window. All he would need to do was the same thing simple.
Ok, the climb around the Mansion wasn't nearly as easy as he thought it would be. He was outside the building all he needed to do was just open up the window. "CRASH," filled the office as a dazed kid fell into the office were Hiruzen Sarutobi and Jiraiya were both standing in irritation. The Kyuubi stood up saying, "I'm here to see the Hokage." "Aren't most People," countered Jiraiya to the youth before them. "I'm not a person I'm the Kyuubi," said the kid before the adults to which Jiraiya and Hiruzen both sweat dropped. "Listen kid there a lot that needs to be done and we don't have time to entertain your delusions…" started Jiraiya. "It's true" whined the Kyuubi before with tremendous effort he spawned a nub of a tail.
"Jiraiya, examine him," commanded Hiruzen. "Well, this is no doubt the Kyuubi's chakra at work but there is little of it with no active control over it," stated Jiraiya "Yes because I am the Kyuubi," pouted the little boy before them. "No, you are just under its influence a seal over it and you will just be another orphan with a little bit of demonic chakra," stated Jiraiya. Jiraiya's fingers lite up with chakra and before the Kyuubi could react he felt searing pain as he felt his mind be sealed inside the boy's body. The boy then dropped dead as both Jiraiya and Hiruzen were surprised. "Seems like the demonic Chakra is the only thing keeping the boy alive," stated Jiraiya sadly. "I've seen too many dead release the seal if he wants to pretend to be the Kyuubi let him," stated Hiruzen. Jiraiya released the seal and the boy began to breathe again. What to do with him now thought Hiruzen before a idea formed.