Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Naruko: The Kyuubi’s Kit ❯ Beginnings and Emergence ( Chapter 1 )

Naruko: The Kyuubi's Kit

Chapter 1: Beginnings and Emergence

Our story starts in the village of Konoha where the 4th hokage rages battle against the Kyuubi. It was a failing fight, if it could so be called, ask any who have witnessed this supposed fight and they will call it but one thing a massacre. The Kyuubi, a being of infinite power and wisdom, seemed destined a victory; however, as those who truly are wise know that power blinds. Said kitsune was too content with it's superiority that it made no calculation that the hokage's attack was indirect. The monstrosity's blindness gave way to pure utter confusion as a young girl's wails echoed through the battlefield.

As the creature became cognizant of its surroundings it was alarmed to see the shinigami. Looking towards the infant a seal was seen shining forth, a declaration of triumph. The Kyuubi may have been blind, it did; however, possess the capability for humility. He glanced to the blond warrior before him with reverence believing this human to be a truly venerable being.

In the midst of his train of thought the Kyuubi felt a tug. Looking to the infant he is enthralled by her beautiful blue eyes; that could only belong to a true being of compassion. Peculiarly, the notion of compassion while foreign to him is something which bestows upon him a great longing. He knows not the meaning of the word having known only cruelty in his life. As he gazes spellbound he concedes his defeat wondering just what about this child could fascinate him so; as if, demanding respect and oddly affection. He muses that perhaps it is fate that has decided that he learn from a being thousands of years his junior what it means to be loved.

Of course the great demon would not admit his desire for affection; on the contrary, he would display nothing but a very vitriolic nature. This is contradictory to fact about sentient beings. This fact being that all sentient beings knowing or unknowingly languish for love. So he would watch with pained indifference for five long years the suffering of Naruko Uzumaki, only daughter of the fourth hokage.

5 Years Later Naruko's point of view

As I walk down the street's Konoha, wearing my emotional mask, I can feel them, the stares boring through my body, burning holes through me and my sanity. I fight them with façade of unadulterated happiness. It does not give me happiness but I refuse to give them the satisfaction of watching me breakdown. They may be destroying me but I will always smite them with smile, deny them satisfaction with my misery, and refuse them my head. For my protection I carry second mask, this mask is one of idiocy. The advantage of a surprising boost of apparent intellect forces them to underestimate me. I fool them with one of history's most dangerous thought's that one's superiority is a guarantee of an easy victory.

I have few people who care for me and many who blindly hate. I keep constant vigil less an assassin catch me off guard. I receive help from only the third hokage or as I call him `old man'. I am not hated by the owner's of Ichiraku's ramen stand. In fact, they guarantee that I get three meals a day. The rest of the village is an ocean of blind and caustic hatred, an ocean that drowns me as gasp for air only to sink farther into the depths of despair as my soul burns. Silently I pray for acceptance by someone who can be there for me.

My musings are cut short as I sense three ANBU in the distance closing in. I hurriedly create three clones and with myself we run in three different routes to the hokage tower, my safe haven. I finally get within a block to reach a blockade. An ANBU with the mask of a dog and silver strikes first with fist that slams into a log as I vanish to the rooftops to make an escape. The man with the dog mask is actually one of my protectors and this is but a clever ruse to aide in my escape.

As I fly through the night air I sense a total of now five ANBU on my tail the dog masked ANBU absent. I high tail it but I am caught from behind and thrown into a building. My pants and undergarments ripped from me and the last thing I feel is the excruciating penetration.