Dog Eared Fox
Naruto x ?
Inner Thoughts, Dialogue, or reading passages from book.
(Quick Notes and Messages or Echoes.)
(Dark over lapping echoes)
Demons, Dark beings speaking, Demonic/Angry characters Speaking as well as extremely Dark spells and Magic.''
Like most stories I tend to age up my characters a bit for reason often not touched upon, but will always in some way be connected to the plot. This remains true to his story right here. Also some of you don't like the fact that I adopted the story. Well, go do your own damn version instead of whining and crying about it.
At age fourteen Naruto lived a life that none would call a happy life. A demon container was a curse, one filled with distrust, fear, and hatred. For the Kyuubi's attack was a major blow to Konoha's nearly untouchable standing as the most powerful of the five villages, powerful families along with the blessing of exceptional geniuses and a unified force under the belief of the Will of Fire remained the reason why they could cling to the title. Over the course of the years Konoha worked on reclaiming it's military power, but at a declined rate from what it once was due to the fact the Elemental Nations undergoing a time of peace so the urgency of new shinobi on the field has lessened with each passing year. Though time and its effect on people varied in many different ways.
Memories, the pain that was brought on by the Kyuubi attack resulted in a festering grudge amongst many Konoha citizens as of each year it grew when eyes set upon its container. The majority of this hate came from civilians who knew little about the intricate arts of sealing that was privy even amongst other shinobi. While some tried to use the argument that Naruto was a scroll and the Kyuubi was a kunai sealed inside of him one also had to acknowledge that a kunai on its own was not dangerous and if the Kyuubi was ever released it could cause havoc to the entire village.
So Uzumaki Naruto had to deal with isolation, scorn, and hateful glares. A lone existence only filled by a hand full of people who acknowledge his existence. This life, a jinchuuriki's life was filled with pain and turmoil. Food was overpriced for him wherever he went, resulting in his physical conditioning to remain low. The only ninja tools available to him were the discarded ones which were worn from years of use. Stores refused to sell him up-to-date text books. Whateverbooks he could get were gutted of any tangible information. The teachers at the academy purposefully taught Naruto the wrong material in an attempt to force him to quit.
And. In a sick attempt at humor, the only clothes he was able to buy were a set of "shoot-me-orange" outfits that would make him an easy target for even the most "visually challenged" of ninja.
As well, his home was a run-down piece of crap with triple-rent which was constantly vandalized by beer bottles, stones, and the occasional kunai knife. He was constantly ridiculed by the village, and that led to a sense of isolation that was hard to fill. At least those attempted beatings or assassination had long since been stopped by the Sandaime Hokage. No one was willingly to cross with the strongest shinobi of the village and would stupidly attack the boy once his decrees were passed. Unfortunately there were times a drunken shinobi would have a bit too much to drink and attack him. Even if such things had been openly stopped as a result of no one wanting to anger the war veteran it never gave Naruto an answer and often times he felt like that was the worst part. Never knowing why the village seemed to treat him as a plague and kept their distance from him.
The Third Hokage, pulled out of retirement to lead the village again, watched his viewing globe with disdain. For years he had tried to make Naruto's life better, but nothing ever seemed to work. Even as a Kage his power was only so finite. He could not will his people to accept the boy as he was only a mortal he was lost in thought, a knocking sound came on his door.
"Come in," Sarutobi beckoned the person on the other side. The door opened and it revealed the form of a thirty something year old kunoichi with brown hair, fang-like marks on her face and a rather feral took to her.
''Hokage-sama, Inuzuka Tsume reporting in," the head of the Inuzuka clan said as she walked in. The Inuzuka was a clan of canine users who worked with canines and bred dogs for tracking or other such shinobi based duties.
"Do not worry about formalities Tsume-san," Sarutobi informed her. After decades of service he started to see many members of the village as family.
"Phew, thanks," she said changing her mood. "To tell you the truth, I never was one for formalities. So may I ask why you called me here Sarutobi-san?''
Sarutobi looked into his viewing globe. "I need you to watch Naruto again tonight. I've have a bad feeling about the villagers as of late." lately a few villagers had been getting bold as of a late due to a lack of imprisoning of law breakers. The decline was a result of Sarutobi having relieved several civilian counsel members of their position as a result of finding incriminating evidence of illegal duties. Unfortunately the evidence clued in that there were other possible leaks and he had his hands filled with this.
Tsume nodded, like many people she knew of the general disdain of the boy. Her own concern for unwanted hatred being directed at her clan and by proxy her children as a result of being connected to the boy was the reason why she hadn't made any attempts to reach out to him. The kyuubi's poisonous chakra had an adverse genetic defect on an entire generation of pups leading to many pups dying prematurely and weakening her clan which took years of selective breeding and domesticating new breeds of dog outside of Konoha to rectify this problem.
"I just don't see why you don't do a few more executions here and there. Let some heads roll. You know, something a dictator would do."
"Tsume," Sarutobi spoke mournfully. "The only reason that Naruto isn't despised by the younger generation is because it was made forbidden that anyone ever speak about that. If I started executing people on a whim, they would demand an explanation for it. And then the whole village would hate Naruto for would never have a chance at happiness ever again," he added solemnly.
"I just don't see why you keep calling me in," Tsume said. "Naruto's treated like garbage every day. What will make tonight any different?''
Sarutobi looked into his viewing globe again. "The hate coming off them is far worse then it has ever been. Before they merely tried to scare Naruto away from the village or scare him into dropping out of the ninja program. But now, they may try to kill him for real this time. That's why if push comes to shove, I want you to protect Naruto and bring him back here."
"I understand," Tsume said as she turned to leave. "I will prepare for tonight."
Before she could leave, the Third called for her again."What is it?" she asked.
"I just wanted you to know," he said, "...that I am glad there are a few people who do not treat Naruto as a monster. You and only a few others have treated him as a human."
"Thank you Hokage-sama,'' she bid the Hokage farewell before she left.
Sarutobi looked into his viewing globe again.Naruto. I pray things do not get any worse then they already are.
That night, Naruto lay awake on his bed. Looking up at the ceiling searching for answers.
Why does everyone treat me the way they do? I never did anything wrong. I never hurt anyone. I didn't do anything to deserve this. I just wish I knew why.
Every night he would ask himself these questions as he cried himself to sleep.
"Demon! Open up! We know you're in there!" a drunken voice slurred from outside his door.
Just ignore them and they'll go away, Naruto chanted to himself. Just ignore them and they'll go away.
The next moment, his door was kicked in. It hit the floor with a resounding crash. Before Naruto could do anything, a dozen men stormed into his apartment and snatched him out of bed.
The streets of Konoha at night were always empty. An eerie light from the full moon gave everything a dim glow. In the darkness behind his home, Naruto was held at his arms by two burly men. Both of them wore Leaf Village headbands.
He was then held into the air in front of a large group of villagers, his arms spread to the point that they'd be torn from their sockets.
"We finally get to kill the demon brat," one villager said.
"Good riddance," another said.
"We'd be doing the village a favor," a third said.
Nearly everyone there wore a Leaf Village Headband. Naruto's eyes were wide with terror as several of the villagers pulled out kunai, obviously with the intent of stabbing him to death.
Why? What did I ever do wrong? he asked himself.
At the same time. Something deep inside of him began to stir.
"What the hell is going on out there? I was having a good nap."
A half dozen villagers readied their kunai, ready to stab Naruto in the heart and end his life.
"Damn. For once I was enjoying the peace and quiet."
The villagers tightened their grips and charged forward.
"Oh well. No way around it."
Naruto's eyes changed from blue to gold for a brief moment. A new energy coursed through his veins. As he was about to be stabbed by a half dozen people, he quickly yanked the man on his right off his feet and threw him in front and using the man as a human shield. The large man howled in pain as the kunai became wedged in his back. Large quantities of blood leaving his body.
As the first man's grip loosened, Naruto's feet were finally able to touch the ground.
"What the hell!" the other villager holding Naruto's arm demanded.
In a moment of sheer desperation, Naruto bit down on the other man's arm, then jerked his head away tearing gashes in his arm with his teeth causing the man to let go of Naruto's wrist.
As soon as he was free, Naruto bolted away from his home.
"Stop him! He's getting away!" one of the villagers shouted as Naruto ran down the street.
The gathered villagers swarmed after him, not bothering with the two larger men who were injured.
At the same time, Tsume Inuzuka leapt from roof to roof. Following was her ninja hound Kuromaru.
"I can't believe it. The villagers all ganging up on one kid like that," Tsume growled as she cleared another street. "It sickens me."
"Tsume. I smell blood," her hound spoke up.
"Damn it! They had better not have hurt him," Tsume growled, her fangs bared as she reached into her kunai pouch.
A moment later she jumped down near Naruto's home, ready to tear anyone who stood in her way to shreds. She looked around and saw two large ninja moaning in pain. One had several kunai lodged in his back as he lay on the ground, another was bleeding profusely from his arm as he lean against a wall.
"What the hell is going on!" the Inuzuka Clan head demanded.
"The demon brat," one muttered pointing to the other's injury. "He did this."
"Hurry," the other said. "If you go now, you can catch him and kill him."
"You sicken me!" she spat at them. "Calling yourselves ninja. You're nothing but a pair of bullies picking on a little kid who can't even defend himself." she snarled in outrage as it took every bit of her will power not to lose control.
"He's not a kid," the first of them spoke with other contempt.
"He's a demon," the other finished. "He deserves to die."
Tsume pulled two kunai from her pouch.
"I see you agree with us," the first one said in relief.
"No. I don't." She remarked as she used her speed to quickly close the distance as she plunged the kunai deep into the men's throats, close enough to kill but far away from anything vital, leaving them enough time to let them suffer as they bled to death. "Kuromaru. Take their headbands," Tsume ordered as she walked away. "They do not deserve them."
With little difficulty, Kuromaru ripped the headbands from the two dying ninja. One tried to stop him. His hand torn off by the hound's fangs and soon discarded.
As Kuromaru walked behind his master, he caught scent of something. "I smell more blood," the hound spoke.
"Yeah, and it's fresh too," Tsume said as she smelled the air. "We have to hurry!" she said as she followed the scent trail.
A few minutes later, Tsume and Kuromaru found a back alley.
"If those bastards killed him," Tsume growled as she waked forward. "They'll wish they hadn't."
Tsume entered the dark alley followed by her companion. When a lamp overhead flickered on, Tsume's eyes widened slightly as to what the light revealed. Villagers were lying dead all around, the bodies were shredded in numerous ways. The resulting slaughter had left the walls soaked with blood, and marrow oozed freely from their bones.
"What did this?" Kuromaru asked as he looked around.
Some bodies merely had low cuts across the body, allowing some to bleed out. Others were maimed beyond the point of recognition, while others had their entrails ripped out of their bodies. Some were even unfortunate enough that they had been cleaved in two, some horizontally, others vertically, and some both ways.
"I don't know," Tsume said. "The kid may've put up more of a fight then I thought," she said smiling.
Kuromaru noted that it took a little bit of difficulty to avoid stepping in any blood, freshly left entrails, or a stray body part that had also been cleaved from its body.
"Lets go see if he's alive," Kuromaru said as the two of them continued down the alley.
Tsume noted that some people still held weapons in their hands. They obviously wanted to kill Naruto, so she was perfectly willing to condone Naruto's actions in defending himself.
She then turned a corned and saw something that made her guts churn. In the corner of the alley, about two dozen bodies were ripped limb from limb. Arms and legs were separated from their bodies, the soil underneath was saturated with fresh blood. Flies had begun to gather over the fresh source of food.
She looked to the corner. It was there that she found Naruto, leaning against the wall trembling in fear. What drew her attention the most was that his hands, now armed with sharp claws, were soaked with blood up to the elbows. She walked forward slowly in an attempt to make her presence known beforehand. "Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto. Are you okay?"
Naruto looked up and saw someone towards him, a large hound a few steps behind her.
"No! Stay back!" he pleaded as he took a defensive stance with his claws in front. "Just leave me alone!"
Tsume stopped. Man. After what these villagers have put him through, I'm not surprised that he'd act this way.
"Its okay," she said trying to calm him down. "I'm not here to hurt you."
"Y-you're lying!" Naruto said as he tried to back further into the corner. "All anyone has ever done was hurt me."
A swell of hatred filled the pit of her stomach. She asked herself why the villagers would go out of their way to hurt him. Even if he was the Nine Tailed Fox's container, they didn't have the right to do something like this.
Tsume walked forward, kneeling down as she came closer to him.
"No! Don't come any closer!" he screamed as he shut his eyes and swung his claws wildly at her.
"Tsume stand back!" her wolf partner shouted.
Tsume grabbed hold of Naruto's hands and looked into his eyes. "Its okay. I won't hurt you."
Naruto stopped flailing his arms and looked into her eyes. They weren't filled with hatred like the other villagers. Instead they held a sense of caring, which was a thing only a few of the villagers ever showed him. Tears welled up in his eyes and his arms fell limp at his sides.
"Don't be afraid. Everything will be alright," Tsume told Naruto as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Thank you," Naruto spoke weakly as his head rested on her shoulder.
Tsume picked Naruto up and carried him to the Hokage Tower.
"Once we get to the tower, that old fart will have a few things to say," Tsume told Naruto as she neared the tower. "Naruto?" she asked looking to him. She looked over her shoulder and saw that Naruto had fallen asleep. "He's kind of cute when he's asleep," she said as she looked at him. "Now how could that be the face of a monster?"
"As I have come to know," Kuromaru spoke, "humans fear what they do not understand."
"I guess you're right," she said as they made their way back to the Hokage Tower.