Prologue: Discovery of a Power.
The five year old Naruto was running from the mob of at least ten villagers who were pursuing him. All of them brandished some sort of weapons; pitchforks, sticks, swords, the list goes on to a broken glass bottle.
The five year old continued to run until he reached a dead end where he turned to face his tormentors and let the heaven above to decide his fate. The mob cracked a grin as they approached the blonde boy and began their assault. They beat him so bad, his eyes were swollen shut, and he lost two front teeth and a lot of blood.
'At least,' he thought, 'if I die I'll be free from the torture.' The thought, however didn't linger in his mind for long as he heard a voice calling him.
'Weak,' a voice from the back of his head told him. It was from a shrouded figure with no apparent face; only a pair of large crimson eyes. 'So, very weak,' it continued.
"Who, who is it?" the boy asked fearfully.
'Even with my gift, you are still so weak,' it told him again.
By this time, Naruto was confused. Gift? What gift? He possessed nothing. Everything he obtained was only for a moment before someone else from the orphanage took it. Even his clothes were simply left out bright orange shirt and shorts.
"What gift? No body gives me anything!" he yelled poignantly.
'Hmph. Even after all this time, you still haven't noticed? Then let me give you a last gift; a parting gift. Let's see what you'll do with it,' the voice told him.
With that said, the dark figure whose voice rang into Naruto's head disappeared; returning the blonde haired boy to the living world.
When he opened his eyes, his pained grimace turned into a heartless smile as the injury his body sustained began healing at an insanely fast rate. Gaping wounds became scabs, scabs turned into slightly discolored skin, slash inflicted injury disappeared, burn marks turn into fresh skin.
After a short, yet powerful blast of chakra, the cerulean eyed boy promptly stood up and turned to look at his attackers which backed away. Naruto smiled and a sharp, strong wind blew.
Less than a moment later, an anguished cry was let out as a man lost his arms, a woman's arm got shredded, a teenager lost his legs, and another lost an ear.
The whiskered boy's 'sincere' smile widened as he let out another torrent of wind which shredded the rest. They lost limbs, ears, noses and fingers, making all twenty of them nothing less than disfigured people. They all were screaming in pain while Naruto looked at them with a mask of happiness.
"You all are too noisy, but look at the bright side, you now know the suffering that I went through."
Upon seeing the display of power, an ANBU member from the Root division appeared and knelt before Naruto could cause more damage to them.
The boy looked nonplussed by this and with his smile still in place; he asked, "Yes, ANBU-san?"
"Naruto-kun, I am here to take you to both Hokage-sama and Danzou-sama. Please comply and follow me," the cat-masked ANBU said.
The blond boy didn't respond, but nodded nonetheless.
Upon arrival, both the jinchuuriki and the ANBU were told to go inside where two men were waiting inside. One was an old man with a large hat bearing the 'hi' kanji. He wore a large white robe and was smoking. The other was a black haired man with a bandaged eye, wearing a black and white robe.
They were the Sandaime Hokage and the founder of the 'Ne' or Root division of ANBU, Danzou. Both stopped their conversation when the door opened. A cat masked ANBU and a blonde boy entered. Danzou motioned for the masked-nin to leave which he did immediately.
"Naruto-kun, this man is Danzou, the founder of the Root Division of ANBU," Sarutobi introduced.
"Are you the Uzumaki Naruto?" he asked.
Seeing that he had no losses in telling him, the boy did so. "Yes," he said.
"I have heard of your… conditions, so to speak. And also of the events that happened today," he continued.
"That is why it has come to my decision to ensign you to the Root division of ANBU," Danzou proclaimed.
The Hokage didn't disagree to the militaristic man as he said that. 'At least, he will have some one or several people who will care for him and treat him like he is human,' the Hokage thought.
Contrary to popular believe that Naruto is an idiot blonde who smiles when he got beaten up, he was in fact, quite a smart boy because he learnt everything from the source instead of books and the likes. One such knowledge was one of the jobs of the Ne Division of ANBU, eliminating the threats to Konoha.
He thought about the consequences of this offer. If he joined, he wouldn't have a childhood anymore because he would be trained to kill at an early age and their training would most likely turn the members into heartless killing machines.
On the other hand, if he decided to turn down the offer, he would have to go through his almost non-existent childhood and still be an easy target for the villagers. If he decided to go with it and joined, he would get fear from the villagers; another form of recognition, which he would do anything to receive.
"Do you have any rejections to this, jii-chan?" Naruto asked.
"No," the old man said solemnly.
"Ok then, I will join you, Danzou-san," the blue eyed boy said with a look of indifference on his face.
"Excellent. Your training regime shall start immediately," the one-eyed man said.