Welcome to Malevolent! This story isn't really new, just more of a rewrite of my old story. I didn't like how it had turned out and decided not to finish it and after going through the old story I finally came up with the direction I want to go in.
Rated: M (Strong Language, Adult Content)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Warnings: OOC, AU, and Dark Naruto!
Summary: The Villagers taught me how to hate, they taught me where the weakest points in the body are, and they taught me to kill. Whether it'll be in the past or present, I, Naruto Uzumaki, will teach them how to fear.
Laughing then, laughing now. They all laughed. Never had the villagers showed any other kind of emotion towards him, always hatred and mockery. Beating now, beating later. Always some kind of abuse, never to the point where death was involved though, they could never get that far. Someone would always stop the beatings, most likely because they had to. Hate then, hate now, hate all the time.
Dirt, he could feel it under his feet, he didn't feel the earth like most people did, he could actually feel it, like he could control it. Water, he could pull from the air and out of anything that had water in it, it seemed like the liquid just refused to kill him. He didn't know how, but it just happened. Air…he could never get cold or too hot, the temperature always seemed to be just right. While everyone seemed to be sweating a cool breeze would always surround him, he couldn't figure it out. Lightening…he would always build up static faster than all of the normal people and he could release it whenever he wanted, not just when he touch something. Fire, an element that seemed to react to his anger… Whenever he got mad the air around someone would ignite and burn them. It was like his personal body guard.
Naruto sat on the ground scribbling into a pad. He was watching two Jounin battle it out. He needed help with his own Tai-Jutsu and decided to take notes. The Academy instructors refused to teach him properly and always found ways to make him fail on a simple test. He caught up with his class eventually and might even be stronger than them, though he wasn't too positive. Cold cerulean blue eyes carefully watched as the two sparring partners moved around on the field. He knew he didn't have a legit style as it was a mixture of everything, but it was a tough style to beat. He practically created his own style and he loved it. His Gen-Jutsu was nowhere to be found and his Nin-Jutsu was above average as he would copy the hand signs of the ninja he watched and he practice those moves until he got them right.
He wore a black long-sleeved T-shirt and some simple black ninja pants with black shinobi sandals to match. The bangs of his blonde hair passed over his eyebrow just a bit as he tilted his a bit. He dressed the way he dressed because he wanted to blend in, look normal. The villagers ignored him and he ignored them. They hated him and he hated them. They taught him how to hate, how to kill, they taught him where to hit when looking to kill someone or seriously injure. They had done him a favor, and they would surely regret it. Sooner or later they will be begging for his help and he will refuse, he will let them all die. Being a small eight year-old had its perks as he could slip through tight, small places and escape from mobs. He could steal and disappear easily and no one would expect an eight year-old to steal their supplies.
Naruto closed his pad and placed it in his pouch that was placed behind him on his hip. He stood up, placed his hands in his pockets and left the field. The night sky was filled with light as all of the shops were open and busy. Konoha was a lively and peaceful place if you're different from the people that lived there. One little or big difference and they would reject you, spit on you, and kick you while you are down; it is the worst place in the world. He didn't know how his classmates could be so proud of their village when it was full of the worst kind of people in the entire nation. They didn't see what he did, they haven't gone through what he has and that made them weak.
Naruto climbed up the steps that led to his apartment, opened the door and walked into the small apartment. He shut the door behind him, threw his pouch onto the floor and collapsed onto his bed. School was tomorrow and he was ecstatic. A sparring tournament was going to take place and this was what was going to give him the excuse to beat the shit out of everyone student that ridiculed him. Tomorrow is going to be the day that he will show everyone that he will no longer be putting up with their shit.
Naruto sat at the very back of the classroom with his head resting on the desk; he was bored out of his mind and couldn't wait to beat someone's ass. He looked at Sakura Haruno who was furiously copying down the notes from the board. His glance slowly moved over to Shikamaru Nara who was sleeping, the kid had the right idea.
Iruka closed his text book and set it down on his desk. "Okay class, it is time for our end of the week spar. If you would please go outside onto the field wait for further instruction."
Naruto didn't have to be told twice and he ran out of the door, followed by the other students.
Mizuki held up a clipboard and flipped the page. "When I call your name you and your opponent will walk into the middle of the field and wait for me to give the signal to begin."
Naruto was disappointed when his name wasn't called, but he knew he had the rest of the class period still. As the matches progressed through, his name still wasn't called. He knew number of the people in the class was odd, but that shouldn't keep him from being able to spar. Once the last fight finished Mizuki put flipped the page down and excused the class. Naruto stood still while everyone ran back into the classroom. Naruto clenched his fists and walked back into the classroom, his anger must have been clear because everyone went silent. He grabbed his bag and slammed it onto the desk. He unzipped it and shoved his things inside of it before zipping it up and slinging it over his shoulder.
Naruto walked out the Academy and walked over to the training field to take more notes. If he couldn't fight then he would just get stronger so when he did fight he would humiliate all of them, even Mizuki. Naruto pulled out his pad and plopped himself down on the grass. Today wasn't Nin-Jutsu training, but rather Tai-Jutsu…again.
Naruto raised an eyebrow when a water droplet landed on his pad, spreading the ink of his lines. He quickly closed his pad and placed it back in his pouch and then held up his hand and noticed it was raining. He closed his eyes and sighed, he had a love hate relationship with the rain. He loved the smell but hated getting wet. He didn't worry though as he never got wet for some reason, it was like some kind of force was pushing the rain away from him. Naruto lied down on the grass and closed his eyes, trying to think of a reason as to why this was happening. He always had an easy time with Jutsus, no matter the element. He thought back on all of the times he noticed something out of the ordinary with the elements, he could do things with them that no one else could, it made him feel good. It seemed like he had some amount of control over all of the elements, he just needed to figure out how much control he has and how to actually control them.
"Okay class! Today's topic is the Leaders of our village!"
Naruto yawned and rested his head on his arms. He had spent the rest of the night figuring out how to control the elements. He had succeeded, but couldn't control them to the extent he wanted to. He could get them to bend, sway, ignite, crack, and release currents whenever he wanted to, but he could not do any damage to his enemy.
Naruto let the lecture Mizuki was spilling go in one ear and out the other. He didn't care about what he was talking about and didn't plan to listen. Feeling a gaze on his back and he turned around and saw a girl named Hinata Hyuuga staring right at him. She quickly looked down at the floor, her face burning red. Naruto glared at her slightly before he turned back around to face the front of the class.
The discussion continued on through-out the class period with Mizuki and Iruka switching positions. It felt like they were getting nowhere in this class. They didn't focus on combat as much as they focused on studies. That's where Naruto didn't pay attention, but when it came to strategy and other actual useful information he put his entire focus into the subject.
Iruka looked at the clock on the wall above the door. "Class is dismissed for lunch, go enjoy yourselves!"
Naruto stood up from his chair and left the building. He walked over to a tree and sat himself down, the shade helping him escape from the sunlight. Naruto placed his hand against his eyes and slowly ran it down passed his nose and finally stopped at his throat. He opened his eyes and saw someone staring at him. "What are you looking at?"
The kid had brown hair that went down to his chin, his eyes were brown and his clothes consisted of a gray t-shirt and some simple blue shorts. "You're in my spot."
"I don't care. You'll have to find a new spot today."
The kid clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "This is my spot and I claimed it during the start of the year! Leave!"
Naruto shook his head and grabbed a handful of grass. "I don't see your name on it nor do I care when you claimed it. I am not leaving."
"Either you move or I'll make you!"
"It seems like you will have to make me then, because I have no plans on moving."
The kid swung a fist at Naruto only to find him-self thrown into the grass face first and a huge amount of unknown pressure holding him still. He looked at Naruto and saw that he was only picking at the grass calmly, not even bothering to look at him. "What did you do to me!?"
Naruto shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea, and if I did have an idea, I wouldn't tell you."
"How long are you going to keep me pinned to the ground?"
"I don't know, does it look I have any control over it?"
The kid struggled for awhile before finally giving up. When the bell rang Naruto stood up and walked to class, leaving behind the kid who was stuck to the ground. Naruto pulled out a chair from the very back and sat down. About five minutes later the kid who got pinned to the floor walked into the classroom looking very pissed. Naruto just gave him a grin and saluted him.
The day ended shortly and Naruto walked towards one of the training grounds to take more notes. When he got to the field he saw a team running up and down some trees. Naruto pulled out his pad and flipped to a blank page and started to copy down their instructor's instructions. He waited until the team left before he started to practice the exercise himself. He didn't waste any time while he was waiting though, he wrote down all of the tips the instructor yelled out and even manage to get some more Tai-Jutsu tips written down. Naruto walked over to one of the trees and placed his foot against the bark and focused some Chakra into his feet. He ran up two steps before the bark exploded under his foot sending him flying off the tree. He rolled over onto his stomach and stood up. He would get this exercise down before the end of the night.
To be continued…
What did you all think? Better than the original? Should I continue?
All of the chapters after this will be longer, I just didn't how this story would be received and I didn't want to make a super long chapter only to find out no one wants to read it.
Review and tell me what you think!