NARUTO: SOUL EATER

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Normal speech: "Pathetic"

Normal thinking: 'This could be useful'

Inhuman/Demonic/Summoning speech: "Foolish mortal"

Inhuman/Demonic/Summoning thinking: 'I will play along'

Jutsus (Translation): Raiton: Gekido (Lightning style: Wrath)

Scene change/POV change: - () -

Author's Note: I really appreciate you reading this and I hope you like it.
Version 2: I took the reviews of one person as meaningful and would like to apologize to him/her if I seemed disrespectful. I updated some stuff, corrected my mistakes and renewed it a bit. Felt it was a bit cheesy. 9/03/2016
Version 3: Ok… I'm a bit disappointed in the story after looking at it critically… especially the way I clichéd the character's personalities.
Warnings: Story contains a varying amount of violence, gore, and a bit… ok a lot of minor abuse and 'language' and is not suitable for light hearted.

- (Chapter One: Awakening) -

- (Descending into an abandoned building; Red Light District) -

"I think today's my birthday… maybe it isn't… I don't want it to be… this is the day the fourth died." A knock rang out in the background and it was ignored. "Being ignored doesn't help; those two are my only friends but they have families, it's not like they – the villagers – show their hidden hate but they don't show me any love either, do they do that to everybody who was born today… or only to me." Two knocks this time, "What's that noise… Ah well let's sing the birthday song.

The boy in the makeshift bed wrapped in dirty clothes croaked in a raspy voice or maybe it was supposed to be a song, "Happy… Birthday to me; Happy Birthday to me," The boy stopped and started to cry or maybe wheeze; it was hard to tell with the dryness of his throat. More knocks – continuous – the boy stands and looks around with fear in his eyes then he walks to his apartment's door.

When he opens the door he sees nothing… then he looks down and receives a spray of gas to the face, the last thing he sees being a gloved hand clutching his hair and his point of view shifted as he was lifted unto the shoulder of the man.

- (Random Training Ground) -

Some people say a true monster is one who feels nothing and loves bloodshed. Others say it's from one's origins or legacy. None of these applied to Naruto Uzumaki; the boy, the monster, the demon, the devourer – well… at least not yet.

"AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" The screams were heard all around the training ground.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" They came again louder than before.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- Gurk ...Gurgle gurgle... *cough* *cough*(1)" The screams stopped abruptly with sounds akin to choking.

Those blood curdling screams sent shivers coursing through the watery spines (for they were all cowards) of some of the nearby celebrating villagers of Konahagakure. Why would they not investigate? This was because they justified it as Yakuza business and they cured their guilt with feelings of righteousness and hopes of glory. They drowned their shames in festivities and fire crackers, food and tainted drink; the fools of Konahagakure.

One would ask where his protectors where; this boy being beaten, no tortured. The Third Hokage? Pfft. He was being pushed around by his own council – some great God of Shinobi he turned out to be.

The ANBU; Kakashi Hatake: probably asleep dreaming about scores of women asking for his body or moping about the death of his friends and mentor. Itachi Uchiha had his hands full with clan business. And even some of them (The ANBU) participated in this 'activity'. All of them had convinced themselves it was good for the village; and stress release, taking out their pent up anger on the little boy.

Back to the little boy being tortured; he was so young you would expect him to be asleep at this ungodly hour – Oh, how he longed for its sweet touch – sleep; it would take all the pain away-

*Shhhh* the sound of burning flesh penetrated the air and its revolting smell was introduced.

"HNNNNNNNNNNNNN" Naruto screamed through his rough gag, eyes wide open, body going through spasm after spasm, reacting to the hot kunai being run through his back as if the wielder wanted to carve something.

Naruto just wanted to black out, to forget the pain. He saw black mist crawling its way into his vision. He thanked Kami for answering him till a sharp pain tore out through his back. His body convulsed and his teeth grinded against the rough fabric in his mouth. His thanks turned to curses as the highly efficient Raiton: Kakusei (Lightning Style: Awake) (2) jutsu coursed through his entire body keeping him wide awake – that plus his convulsing body aggravating his already dislocated bones and torn joints. It was a wonder he was still alive.

On the topic of Death, Naruto cursed the Death god rather vehemently, for not letting him die. Then he cursed Konohagakure and all its inhabitants. He was brought out his session by the musings of his torturers.

"What should we do next?" Asked one of the cowards,

"Let's… burn the demon at stake" One said.

Shouts of approval rang through the crowd.

Naruto felt himself being carried – dragged being a better word – by a few in the crowd. Naruto then felt unimaginable pain course through his body, its origin a stake going right through his spine and stomach. Try as he may he couldn't move his body- he was paralyzed.

Despite his earlier hopes, he thought frantically, 'I don't want to die… not right now… I want to live… Please let me live. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO' Even with his weird healing factor, he doubted anything could help him now. As the crowd poured kerosene on him – by some fortunate event – he was bludgeoned into unconsciousness.

- (In Naruto's Mindscape) -

"Wh-where am I?"

"Coommee… ccchhhhiiiiilllld" Naruto barely made out the whisper.

Following the voice, Naruto cried out. "Where are you?"

"Cooomeeee… chiiiilllld" Naruto followed all the while observing he was in a sewer of some kind. He knew all the sewers in Konoha and this was not one of them; or was it. It had a familiar feel but as he got closer to the voice they turns became more erratic, not like any sane person had designed them.

"Come… child…" The voice grew louder at every correct turn and less so when he made a wrong one. Finally he reached a large draconian door. Pushing it open took great effort; his weak limbs strained. Then he realized it – He had his strength back.

'Where in Konoha am I? I know the villagers didn't let me go… so…' Naruto mused as he a struggled through the slightly open door. He was in a disproportionate room of some kind, walking forward he felt stairs under his feet – they were much appreciated as they helped him get out of the dark murky liquid he had been walking in. He felt the softest carpet he had ever felt underneath his bare feet.

"Wool from the body of rugged back Vorbakian Devil, In case you were wondering"The voice rang out yet again, louder. Now that Naruto could hear it closely it sounded feminine and had a hollow tint to it.

"Who… Where are you?" Asked Naruto, as he turned, trying to see the figure who just spoke. What he saw when he returned to his previous position shocked him more than anything he had seen in his short life. There was a slightly busty feminine figure clad in a simple long dark-purple dress with matching elbow-length gloves. She had waist length, dark violet hair that seemed sentient. Her face was heart-like marred only by the curved horns on her forehead. Her skin was also a pale grayish complexion. He was sure she was a sculpture made by the finest hands down to those shapely legs. Her pupils that nearly filled her narrow whites were of a dark purple color with a lack iris and it sucked him in. What shocked him most was the beast the lady was standing on. It was a giant carrot orange furred fox with nine huge tails swishing madly behind him.

Naruto then fell flat on his ass, backed away in fear and then descended, rather painfully, into the murky liquid yet again.

'Eh… What the hell?! What's the… the nine tailed demon fox doing in the sewer with a pretty girl standing on top of him?' Naruto physically scratched his head as he recovered from the weird sight.

"… a lot of time left" Naruto caught the last part of the Kyūbi's first sentence. The "Reaper-Hime and I have decided that this is the best thing t-"

" Whoa… Whoa… Whoa! Wait a minute, you nine-tailed pincushion." The Kyūbi raised an eyebrow at this brave interruption, "Do I look like I can't make my own decisions?" Naruto had his arms folded in defiance. "Well let me have you know I may be of below average mind and body but… I still have my free will and please don't decide for me!" The woman on the Kyuubi giggled and Naruto frowned

"Looks like someone's accepting the darkness pretty well – what the 'pincushion' meant to say was I've decided to help you… become above average" She chuckled once more and thought, 'What an interesting young one you gave birth to Akashi-sama.'

"Naruto, do you really want the power to turn the tables?"

"Yes…" He hesitated not being able to stay angry at her and not completely trusting of this foreigner, not that the Kyūbi was an acquaintance, Naruto asked: "So you give me this power… what next?" the hollow tone from before completely nonexistent.

"Next… You wake up..."

- (Outside World) - (5 minutes later) -

"Hey look the fire is going dim!" The one assigned to watch it cried.

"Pour more of that fuel into it then you dumbass!" Another retorted.

"It's not very healthy to cook food over a dying boy's fire" A voice rang out.

"I-I-it's coming from the f-f-fire" stammered the first speaker. Then the sky went dark as the moon and stars were bathed in red.

"It's the demon's dying tricks, I tell you" cried out a bold one… before he was impaled by a bladed staff of some sort.

"Oh I assure this is no trick it's quite real"

The night was filled with blood curdling screams, the smell of blood, and oddly enough the demonic, insane laughter of a child.

- (Chapter End) -

Done finally thanks for reading. Here are the legends:

1. He was being water boarded… that thing were, cold water is poured onto your face with only a cloth giving your space. You're literally on the edge of asphyxiation.

2. Kakusei (awake)
Rank: N/A
Description: Made by an interrogator to make his sessions more effective. It is basically a T&I technique to keep subject awake by stimulating the parts of the brain wanting to rest. Sometimes used by Shinobi who do not want to sleep during missions; also used by med-Nins to keep dying patients awake; although it is not recommended.
Additional Notes: The name was made up by some smartass friend of mine. Also the amount of chakra charged into the attack

Once again thanks for reading. All suggestions are readily accepted and considered.

Please alert me to any mistakes and in the words of many fan-authors "constructive criticism is appreciated"

Till next time. Ja Ne