Unleashed Hatred

He stared at his feet. He had killed three deer, five more birds, ten rats, and about three snakes. The culmination of their deaths had led to a large quantity of floating blood. What Naruto also noticed was that just trying to keep it floating was hard as well, but that was fine. He stared at the large massive orb in front of him. He was starting to get a headache, but he didn't want to drop it yet.

He glanced at a tree and held his hand. He imagined a spike, the widest spike with the sharpest point. Yes, it was a definite headache, but he could feel the blood hardening as he swung his hand down. Naruto watched the spear crush the trees and ground in front of him most likely startling any other animals in the area. He panted as he rubbed his temples.

"Okay, no more training. Bad headache," Naruto said to himself. He walked over to the destroyed tree branch. Not the best speak in the world, but it passed for what it needed to. As much as Naruto didn't like it, he would have to do some reading. Just the thought of forming anything he could made him smirk, and what better place to look than books?

Suddenly, Naruto paused. He could hear it. He could hear the rhythmic beats of a human heart. He looked back at the spike of blood he had made. He sucked his teeth. He held out his hand. He asked for it to withdraw into him. Almost immediately, the spike turned into a pool and then twirled itself around his flesh.

He watched his skin absorb it almost...naturally. All of the animals he had killed, their life fluid was his for the taking. If he could master this...no one in the village would dare mess with him again. In fact, he could do worse to the village! He snorted, but now he had to turn his attention to the one rushing towards him.

"Naruto! I knew I'd find you here!"

The blonde scowled. Great, one of the last people he wanted to see. He turned around and he noticed Iruka stepping into the clearing. Perhaps it was time now for a new training spot. "Hello Iruka-sensei, to what do I owe the unwanted displeasure of your company?" Naruto asked.

Iruka wasn't sure what made him shiver. Whether it was his young student's entire tone, or his hateful gaze upon him. However, the teacher angrily marched towards him. "You're late for school! Don't even think about ditching again!" He said.

"Tch! Right, cause you all are SO interested in my education. I'm not going back to spending my time wasting away at a desk. Let me guess, you want me to go back so you and the rest of the teachers can make your not obvious snide comments about me? Or maybe you want to make fun of me while I spare with my classmates?" Naruto asked.

Iruka did not speak. He had been too stunned at the words which came out of his student's mouth. The look of sheer anger and resentment in his young body caused the Chunin worry, and Naruto easily noticed this.

He gave a mirthless laugh. "Yeah, you think I didn't know Iruka-sensei? You think I didn't know that you hated me? You think I didn't know that you wanted me to die just like everyone else?! Always pretending you cared about me! Always pretending you were helping me! Well, I don't need your damn help! What did I even do to you all to suffer like this?! TELL ME!" Naruto shouted.

Iruka stiffened. "Naruto, I..."

The blonde could see it. Iruka's heart was pounding. He could see the rush of blood. He could see his heart beating at least twice as fast. Yet, the man's mouth remained shut it. The blonde growled. "Each and every last one of you! Telling me to forgive, forgive, forgive! Well, I'm sick of forgiving. Don't you worry, Iruka-sensei, I'll do us both the greatest favor we deserve! Any interaction I have with you is the bare minimum.," Naruto finished.

Iruka still didn't say anything. Naruto walked past him and picked up his things. He then gave a small grin. "Alright, Iruka-sensei, if you and the entire village want a monster, then I'll make sure you all get one. Turnabout is fair play as they say. I tried being the good guy. You all didn't seem to like that. You all destroyed my hope of ever being accepted, but I'm not a vengeful person. I'll make sure to live up to your hopes...by becoming what you all wanted." he said and walked off.

Iruka turned around and watched Naruto's form disappear. He would have to quickly notify the Hokage of this immediately. He couldn't handle the shudder which flew across his spine. It felt as if a swirl of malice was headed for the village...in the form of a ten-year old.

Naruto reentered the village, his mood ruined. He did not bother with the glares nor whispers sent his way. Spineless, worthless, pathetic, sniveling cowards! ALL OF THEM! He didn't need to bother with…

A sharp pain hit his head. Naruto touched his forehead and noticed drops of blood at his fingertips. On the ground, at his feet, was a small stone. Every. Single. Last. PERSON! All of you! All of you could fucking...

"Who threw that?" Naruto asked. He did not received a response. He didn't need one. He stared at them all. All the hate was quickly centered around him. He picked up the stone.

"Alright, since we're all out of honesty. I'll just pick who I think did it," Naruto said. He wasted no time before flung the stone into a woman's face just above her eyelid. This made her scream as she covered her face. People looked on in shock at her pain, but the moment they turned to look at Naruto he was gone.

Naruto closed the door to his home behind him. He dropped a pile of books he pilfered from the library. He doubted they would miss them anyway. Yet, he would not read them now. He hoped to save them for later when he could make this headache go away.

Whether it was from the training, Iruka, or that stupid somebody who threw a stone at him, he wasn't sure. What he was sure of was that he needed some rest. He climbed into his bed and closed his eyes. He heard the small pattering of feet.

Naruto opened one of his eyes and he saw a rat scurrying about his floor. His pupils glowed with a sinister red light. He could feel his consciousness slipping, but he didn't seem to mind it so much. In fact, he welcomed it.

He embraced it. He glossed over the intruder. That rat, what was it thinking about? Did it want to find food? Was it taking care of its young ones? Did it just want to find a scrap of food to bring back to its potential newborn baby? What did it hope to achieve?

Well, that didn't matter. He held out his hand. After all, hope...was a stupid, false reality anyway. A grin marred his face, yet...there was no radiant joy to be found there. He grinned when he heard the rat squeak in pain as the blonde clenched his hand into a fist.

The rat squeaked from the unknown pains which plagued it until dozens of spike-shaped blood blades exploded from its body killing it instantly. It washed his floor as Naruto fell asleep. Yes, hope...was a lie. It was a lie Naruto was going to teach everyone.

Especially you, Konoha.