Chapter 1: His Creation

Drip.

"Kukuku, it seems I can still replicate my previous success with Wood Style."

Drip.

"Anko was also a failure; it's going to take quite some more time before I can put the curse mark my perfect vessel."

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"With the contribution of Danzo, finally I will have my Sharingan, a better Sharingan than that of even Uchiha Itachi."

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"I am finally making progress, I have managed to add Kimimaro's bloodline to it. I can hear it calling for me, with it I will finally become the strongest shinobi in the elemental nations. Kuku."

Drip.

"Now, I can also add to it the greatly feared bloodline of the Yuki clan, thankfully the man was not hard to manipulate into killing his wife. Though I still couldn't secure the blood of the child."

Drip.

"It seems the blood of the body already contains his Uzumaki heritage along with dormant lava release and mitotic regeneration capabilities. All I need to do is awaken it."

Drip.

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A raspy voice called out "My research is almost done, now all I need to do is wait to wake him up, train him and then claim his body as my own. Kukukuku"

This voice came from none other than the yellow eyes snake named Orochimaru, who was looking towards a huge test tube in front of him inside of which we could see a familiar mop of bright blonde hair. He was covered in tubes and suspended in an unknown clear fluid. His eyes were closed and he was approximately 7 years old.

The snake hissed in anticipation (AN: pedo) of possessing the blond's body. He pressed a button out of the many on a panel in front of him. The liquid line in the test tube started to fall. As it reached the blond's head, he began to gently float down until eventually, his feet touched the ground and all the liquid filtered out of the tube. A small door opened in the side of the test tube with a hiss, as Orochimaru stepped in. After what seemed like an eternity to the pale freak, the blonde slowly opened his eyes and exposed the world to his pure ocean blue sapphires.

As he put his entire weight on his legs for the first time, he stumbled slightly. Orochimaru immediately went to his side as he helped Naruto take his first steps in the world, a truly wholesome moment where time almost seemed to stop, if not for the intrusion of the sick smile on Orochimaru's face spreading from one side of his creepy face to the other.

The serene silence is then broken by the thin, unused voice of the white freak who after the whole 3 years of unrelenting experimentation in creating the boy stood in front of his greatest creation. Starting with a

"Hello, son."

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"Hello son"

"Father," replies the blond hero slowly, getting accustomed to using his tongue and vocal cords for the first time along with accessing the huge database of information stored in his brain thanks to the snake.

"Welcome to this world, how do you feel?" says Orochimaru with an uncharacteristically gentle voice, but with a subscript of his true intentions betraying his inexperience at acting. The blond, however, fails to notice this and turns to his 'father' replying with a nod showing he is fine, right before his head swims and he unceremoniously passes out right there on the floor of the huge test tube.

"Ara, Ara," the snake says as he carries the blond in a princess carry, carefully supporting his head. The snake goes out of the experimentation room and enters a smaller one right opposite with nothing but the aura of a long-abandoned dungeon and a small bed in the centre, waiting for its occupant. "We wouldn't want to damage the goods now, would we?"

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The blond wakes up, slowly opening his eyes and sitting upon his bed. He puts his small hand on his forehead trying to massage the throbbing sensation out but failing in a cute childish manner. He looks around the dark, gloomy room as a door opens with a tall pale-skinned man walking towards the blonde with a huge bowl of ramen in his hands. He puts the bowl down in front of Naruto gesturing for him to begin eating. The blond takes the sight of his 'loving' 'father' bringing his delicious 'food' and smiles a cheerful, innocent and pure smile. Naruto never realises that his training had already begun with his first meal and the mixture of poisons present in the meal, were skillfully diluted just enough to not pose a threat but still increase his resistance to them.

The blond looks up from his meal, finishing with a loud burp towards the 'kind' 'gentle' man to his side. The man's smile then disappears from his face as he moves towards the open door beckoning the child to follow. He then, without any signs of deceit, shows a true smile, a smile full of evil and dark thoughts, all plans for the future of the little child in his possession. His smile promises pain, both mental and physical to convert the young child into his personal killing machine, and later his own body.

"Come Naruto-Kun, let us finally begin your training. Kukukuku"