Chapter 1: Harsh Beginning

We see a young boy running through the streets of Konoha being chased by what it seems as a mob of villagers.

"Get him!!"

"For the fourth!!"

"Kill the demon!!"

Screaming was heard throughout the village, as the child continued to run tears falling down his face.

'What did I do?'

'What did I do to deserve this?'

'I am not a demon'

Thoughts of questioning continued to circulate within the mind of the young boy, until this thinking led to him being distracted as he tripped to the ground, hard looking at his knee, and seeing that he was bruised. He tried to stand up, but to no avail.

The mob was able to catch up to him, fear engulfing the boy, but at the same time, looking everywhere to see if there was someone who was willing to help, he tried to ask for help and tried to plead more than once, but none was willing to hear his pleas.

The boy was beaten; as he was bruised, there was no part of his body that was not touched. Being beaten down to a bloody pulp was something he had experienced only once before, and that was when he was 4 years old, when the hunting began whenever it was the day of his birth.

The villagers weren't finished, though. As the child was looking up, not being able to feel even his body, he realised that he could no longer feel any pain, and this gave him a sense of hope as he remembered what his grandfather told him.

'Remember the pain we feel is what you should always look for, as that pain will be what tells you that your still alive'

He looked between building to building as he was dragged to an alley, but every window he sees an adult yet none would come, none would help, none would speak, as all of them closed their windows in order to not see what was going to be done to the boy.

The boy's eyes were filled with nothing, an empty iris, as if the soul itself were dead; there was no life, no fire, nothing; it was cold and reeked of death.

This didn't stop the villagers, though, as the ones that gathered threw things at him, but one villager seems to have gotten an idea as he pulled his pants down.

This has gotten a rise from everyone else, screaming to that one villager to pull it up again, but to no avail, some of the villagers, more specifically the women of the group, started to back away.

They have been part of this torture, but even they had a line to cross, and it seemed that raping the kid was over said line. But the torture wasn't quite ironic, as they seem to think that they have moral high ground.

"Hey man that's kinda too far"

"Too far?! Do you see what state it's in?! And your telling me this is too far?!"

"Man even I won't stoop that low!? Keep your pants up no one wants to see you being nasty"

"Shut up!! I don't wanna hear that from someone that just pierced its leg to make sure it couldn't run"

"That's why it's called the hunting, not the mating, no one wanna go at it even if their that horny, besides have you seen the state of it?! It's dirty and all bloody"

Many tried but to no avail, the man was determined to puncture someting else than what is seen from the outside, so as he pulls the kids shorts he plunged something in.

A reaction, something that the kid didn't provide for a while after the beating got to its peak, grew dull for many but was pleasurable for the few that had the satisfaction of breaking the demon, and now a new reaction was given, something more disgusting, something primal, the punctured behind has made the kid scream louder than anything it was done to.

As the child continued to wail, it was bound to get the attention of the Hokage or any ninja that would or should have noticed, but no one, not a single one came.

The scream of pain and agony has reached the neighborhood, yet not one, no one was willing to go out, stuffing their heads with pillows as they tried to drown the sound with silence, their face filled with guilt and shame as they didn't wanna do anything to help it, as to not Garner the ire of anyone that will harm them.

The motion was done, a rhythm was going on, but as the man released something inside he was brunt to crisp, along with the other villagers that was a long with him.

Rain started to pour at this, supposed joyous occasion for the boy, seemingly the sky crying for the child in question, someone with a mask suddenly dropped down near the child seeing the state as the wounds and the semen flowed outside due to the sudden rainfall.

The masked individual was panting, as if he was already in the process of looking for someone yet couldn't find it, but what or who he was looking for seemed to have been tortured mercilessly as he sees multiple knifes protruding of his abdomen.

Rage was something everyone feels, but the masked individual was feeling was beyond that, he felt that his vision was starting to turn black, as he realized this he started to shake his head to make sure that he stayed in control of his emotions.

Suddenly someone was running towards their destination, as the masked individual looked towards the sound of running he saw an old man that was wearing all while, with some red, with the hat having the kanji of fire he bowed.

"Hokage-sama, you have arrived"

"What has happened here dog"

The now identified hokage questioned the now identified dog.

"I saw some mobs too late, I was about to go get the boy, but when I was on my way I was then intercepted by some anbu and said that I was to be on a mission, but it seemed that it was a lie as when I was about to leave the village I saw an already formed mob at a distance, upon further inspections they have seemed to have encircled something and I saw the boy laying there as he was mercilessly beaten and–"

The last word was something that was difficult even for a seasoned Shinobi to say, something about the image of what they were doing or in this instance did to the boy was etched in his mind that he was starting to lose control of his emotions again until.

"And what dog?! I have no patience for this, I will bring him to the hospital as soon as possible!!"

"Raped, the child was raped"

Silence suddenly descended the group, as multiple masked individual was carrying the child looked on in horror as they heard what dog was saying, the child they are carrying was raped and beaten on the day of his birth, the day that was supposed to be joyous has been put through torture and rape.

Everyone started to feel anger, blood started to boil, and eyes started to narrow, even one with a red glow could be heard growling.

But no one mas more angrier than the Hokage himself, a simple look was enough to send some to look away, his blood was boiling in anger as he tried to control his emotions but to limited success, he thrown away his hat and robe and out it over the child as he ordered the masked man that was carrying the kid to a nearby hospital, having a voice of authority that no one should question.

"Who did it"

That wasn't a question, that was an order this was thought of by everyone else that heard it, but more specifically by dog.

"He is already burnt to a crisp Hokage-sama"

"You should have let him lived, the sweet jaws of death was too good for trash like him, if I were you I would have cut it off, then cut a leg and an arm to prevent retaliation and running, cut the larynx aswell to prevent screaming"

The Hokage continued to state what he should or would have done if the man was still alive in full detail, leading to many of the masked people to sweat drop and run away in order to hunt down the people that was able to escape, if there was any.

"Hokage-sama you should go to the kid, it would not be good if the doctors or nurses get any idea on what they would do"

Realizations struck the Hokage as he suddenly disappeared at where he stood, leaving only leaves at his wake.

-Hospital-

The child was sleeping soundly, all bandaged up and checked up on, unfortunately not everything has been checked as the child's body was too much in critical condition to allow it to be tampered too much.

The Hokage was sitting at the bedside, looking solemnly at the kids situation and couldn't help but sigh in disappoinment.

He stood up and walked towards the window, he looked up and couldn't help but see a blonde man, as he holds a very pregnant red headed woman as he muttered.

"Sorry Minato, Kushina I've failed to looked after him"

He put his hand over the window and clenches it as hard as he could muster as tears slowly started to swell.

"I couldn't protect him"

He looked down in shame, shaking in anger, while tears started to fall down.

"I'm already too old, I need a successor but Jiraiya just doesn't wanna take it, I can't seem to find Tsunade, and your son is in shambles"

He started to feel like his body was collapsing, the weight of the responsibility taking a toll at his aged body.

"I wanted to try and give him a normal childhood but even to that I failed, I removed the root but for some reason some are still around, I tried to dispose of the loose ends but there's only so much I could do, I'm not young anymore, I can't even properly manage the village so I had to make a council for that"

Suddenly the bed was creaking, the Hokage turned around quickly only to see that the kid is turning, but every turn is puting him in extreme pain.

"Naruto!!"

The sudden shout woke up the child now named Naruto, as he looked towards the aged Hokage he smiled bitterly.

"Good evening grandpa, funny seeing you here"

That weak greeting was all the child could muster until he collapsed once more, being taken by sleep.

The Hokage couldn't help but grind his teeth, but slowly walked towards the side of the boy and knelt, holding Naruto's hand with both of his, closing his eyes and said.

"I promise, I promise on my name, not as Hokage, but as Sarutobi Hiruzen, that I'll never allow this to happen again"

Eyes burning with determination, he knew that in order to protect the child he needed to fix a plan until he could properly defend himself, but that was for another time as he plans to allow the kid to progress slowly within his childhood but Hiruzen already knew that no matter how much he tries to do for the kid, it will only delay the inevitable.

"Anbu"

As those words came out of his mouth, 4 masked individuals suddenly appeared in front of him kneeling.

"Bring me my pen, and a scroll, it's time to start moving things around here"

""""Yes""""

Simultaneously the organization now named anbu has disperse, looking at the window, his expression changed from helplessness to a face filled with determination.

"No, I'm gonna apologize when I die, but for now I plan to try my best to make sure that your child grows up well, please guide me Minato, Kushina"