Chapter 2: Naruto the Demon of Konoha!
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[AN: New novel while red death is on break hasn't been dropped yet whereas the PJO; ToD is up for adoption otherwise it will be dropped as all motivation has left me.]
[WC: 825]
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Konoha Age: 69
[October 10th]
A young boy with crimson red hair and deep violet eyes that glistened in contrast with the moon who appeared to be off the age of four was backed into the corner of a dark alleyway by a crowd of men and even a few women. Lots of them had weapons of different kinds; bats, sticks, spoons and a few had knives.
As the group was readying themselves to kill the child. A frail voice spoke out cracking as tears began falling. "What did I do to deserve this." Women with pink hair wielding a glass bottle shouted aloud "Save it brat we know you're the Kyuubi"
A tall man who wielded a short knife screamed "For the Yondaime!" He brought his knife down in a diagonal slash cutting Naruto's upper right shoulder going down all the way to his left hip. Blood was gushing out of the boy and the rest of the civilians took this opportunity to bring an onslaught of beatings to the young boy.
As Naruto was fading out of conscience his short, meagre life flashed through his eyes since he was born he suffered greatly ever since he was three everyone around him turned cold and would start beating him. It was as if this was the socially acceptable way to deal with the stress of life. He was their scapegoat, their punching bag. Naruto would not fight back, mind you, it wouldn't matter much if he did after all, what can a four-year-old kid do to dozens of fully grown men? Naruto even with all of his suffering still wanted to protect his village. Consequently, Naruto would start going around the village pulling plenty of harmless pranks, defiling houses, and painting whatever he could set his eyes upon. Naruto knew of only a handful of people who cared for him, Hokage-Jiji, dog-san, Teuchi and Ayame the owners of Naruto's favourite food restaurant Ichiraku Ramen. That was it. Mind you, a few people looked at him with indifference yet that did not mean they liked him.
[Host has been detected to be in a critical state]
[Utilizing host's abilities to save him]
[Naruto's Mindscape]
Naruto awoke to a robotic voice mumbling about a host and when he came to he felt power, true unrivalled, untamed, chaotic power. He knew he wasn't in control of it nor was it his but he welcomed it wholeheartedly, the villagers had gone too far this time Naruto started questioning his own morals, he would no longer be some foolish knuckleheaded brat. From now on this is a new Naruto. One that shouldn't be underestimated!
Naruto's crimson hair suited a few black streaks, his hair already being quite spikey became spikier and longer, his whiskers became more defined, the boy's violet eyes had a vertical slit-like pupil and a menacing dark orange chakra began cloaking around naruto shifting into a single bubbly transparent tail.
What appeared to be multiple red flashes began to take place and once a thirty-man horde had quickly turned into a one-sided massacre corpses littered the alleyway blood tainted the floors and the smell of dead flesh plagued the village.
The last thing Naruto saw before collapsing was a bunch of armed shinobi all wearing a mask with different animals they were the Anbu Black Ops the most prestigious and high-ranking shinobi of Konohagakure, the elite of the elite, the best of the best. Leading them at the front stood Hiruzen Sarutobi dressed in his full battle armour and his staff already wielded ready to strike anyone at a moment's notice. His eyes showed decades of battle experience, after all, he was a seasoned veteran a man who fought in all three great wars. Old age had started catching up to the old man's wrinkles covering his deteriorating body and he had a grave expression.
Looking around the Hokage noticed all the corpses as he ordered his anbu to search for survivors. In the middle of the corpses lay a young boy with crimson red hair he bathed in blood his clothes turning a shade that rivalled his hair, however, most of the blood was not his own he had a shallow wound across his shoulder that was already healing at astronomical rates. The sandaime concluded that it was a mix of the Uzumaki's unrivalled vitality and the Kyuubi's unheard-off healing prowess.
"Cat! Take him to the infirmary!" The old man commanded receiving a swift feminine hai and a shunshin taking both her and naruto away.
'When the council find out about this they won't let it go! I'm sorry Minato I truly am I have failed you.'
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