Once upon a time

- ENOUGH! SHUT UP!

In an instant the hall had become chaotic, messy papers on the floor, lockers deformed as if they had been hit several times, broken glass and scattered on the ground ... Desolator.

I got up and put my hat, forgotten on the floor, slowly. I tried to pass through the clutter, walking without looking back, ignoring the frightened teacher in the classroom who was talking to someone on the phone.

I left the precinct watching several times, I took my bike and pedaled the parking lot as fast as I could to get home. There I went to my room, I suddenly grabbed my bag to put in all my savings and some clothes. I went down again, scared, ready to walk out the front door but a shadow reflected in the snowy curtain alerted me. They had found me, surely my parents also would be rounded up as if they were dangerous ... I ran to the back door and struggled with the knob until I saw the keys on the counter, if I had done that once ... What did it matter now?

Urgently I called and, satisfied, observed the keys in the palm of my hand. I ran as a soul chased by the Devil into the forest I knew better than the house that had just fled and was being invaded by strangers. I got lost among the trees to enter an unknown and remote area of the population, the pace slowed thinking myself safe.

We walked hastily did not understand why some "special" government agents accompanied me stop that little troublemaker. Surely it was all a misunderstanding on the part of the teacher and ... the thread of my thoughts went blank when I saw a pair of teddy bears floating in the air circling ... maybe it was not so misguided that teacher ... but ... do you really need a team of almost twenty soldiers armed to the teeth to stop a boy of twelve?

It seems that the very elusive kid had fled to the forest and the agents were already underway. There was no escape for him. I felt so sorry.

At dusk I had already slowed over pretty but still did not reconnoiter ... Where was I?

That question faded, it did not matter, not when terrifying creatures with sharp jaws close behind me and although I discovered some lights again move quickly to hide in the dark. I returned to run in a desperate attempt to flee but a car came unexpectedly from nowhere and within seconds he was surrounded by grieving, nervous, men threatening dressed in black pointing at me with guns, yelling, ignoring my tears. I did what they asked. I knelt on the floor and put my hands over my head.

It all ended when I heard the first trigger.

The bullet never reached its target. A kind of force field left the child changing the trajectory of the bullets and making up the SUV, they came out flying in the air.

When I arrived I saw the agents covered in blood, lying on the ground, the kid watched them impassively.

- What are you? - I asked curiously as he reacted and put backpack again, ready to run.

- I ... - his voice sounded more ... Infant than I expected but did not tremble. - ... My ... - hesitated but suddenly a surprising determination born - ... I did bulletproof ... [...]

I let him go with a strange feeling in the heart ... Why do not you stop him?

By now he should be in the car with handcuffs on.

Never should have remembered his name, the kid I took from one of the most cruel government experiments ... an attempt to child soldiers ... played with innocent women and the miracle of life ... They were wrong, even have eliminated almost all the children... survivors were fearsome ...

"... I was made bulletproof ...

... I am Naruto Uzumaki ... "