Chapter 2: If it is for father

Boom.

A loud sound shook the entirety of the forest floor, the tremors being felt by hundreds of animals for miles across. The blast shakes everything, as if reaching out to the heavens themselves.

"Well done Naruto-Kun, now all you have to do is learn to close the gaps in your style, kukuku," an elevated Orochimaru says to his young apprentice.

"Hai, Tou-San" (AN: yes, father) replies an 8-year-old blond, looking remorsefully at the huge crater in front of him, with an almost unrecognisable disfigured corpse lying at the centre. He would, in another world, never have even imagined killing someone until many years later, but living with a psychopathic researcher as your dad does some huge (AN: not wonderful, but huge) things to the normal brains of people, even more so to the mind of the easily influenced youth standing there.

****flashback no Jutsu***

"Come on Naruto-Kun, you know what to do. You just have to apply some pressure, remember this is just to help your father, your only family…" a dry raspy voice echoes in the dark room.

There is no source of light in the entire cell other than a small candle held by the pale-skinned man. He holds the scorching flame in front of his creepy face, looking at a horrible scene with a huge smile spanning his entire face. A blonde child stands in front of a kneeling man, bound with the help of pure white snake summons. He holds a razor-sharp kunai in his hands, next to the sweating adult's neck, his hands trembling drawing a small cut, tricking crimson blood onto the floor.

"Yes, it's for my father. It's for my only family, I'm just protecting them by killing this man here, right father?" the blonde hesitatingly tries to convince himself, showing an extremely pained expression on his face looking at the snake who ordered him to perform this atrocious act of killing a helpless civilian in cold blood.

He tries to calm himself down while taking in deep breaths, showing an unsettling expression on his pure young face. He begins to draw the kunai across the man's throat, making him widen his eyes and look pleadingly at his executioner. The blond continues to show a hardened look while looking his first kill in the eyes and continuing to cut the flesh of the man using his own hands, causing him to begin choking on his blood. But the blond never let go, not until the man takes his final breath and the bloodied kunai drops from the child's hands onto the red-stained floor. His eyes show panic, guilt, pain and hurt all mixed in as he looks towards his hands, stained red dripping blood from them onto the floor.

"Well done Naruto-Kun, you have just become stronger. Now you have taken a step into the world of shinobi, into the world of your father."

Later that night, no one remained to hold the blond and give him a much-needed hug as his tears streamed in a pool around the floor as he kept remembering the moment his victim's eyes lost their life. No one hears him in the darkness of his room as he keeps on trying to convince himself that he did it only because his father told him to, that it was necessary to do it. But a dark hole begins to form in his heart, a void nothing can fill, as it takes hold of his young self almost like a cancer. No one helps him the next month as he never sleeps, afraid of the dark nightmares plaguing his broken mind.

****flashback no jutsu, kai****

The blond has two katana on his back, with a ninja pouch on his waist and a dark, jet black snake curled around his neck greatly contrasting his sun-blond hair and ocean blue eyes. But unline a year ago, when he woke into this world, the eyes no more show a gullible, innocent gleam but seem to be the eyes of a hardened assassin. A warrior's eyes show that he has seen death and the horrors of war, but they also show a certain loyalty and pride mixed with their sense of chivalry, but the blonde's eyes show that he has seen atrocities being committed and he has committed such atrocities himself, they are the eyes of someone who has lost hope in both humanity, and himself.

"Come now, Naruto-Kun. Let us continue our training after eating lunch." Says a slippery snake looking proud at himself for corrupting such a pure young man, who in another timeline could have become the blond sunshine of Konoha.

Naruto does not reply but begins to walk back towards the hideout he has lived in his entire life. He moves inside as the adult bandits and rogue ninja all part around him, leaving him more than enough space to move freely. "I don't feel like eating, father. I don't have much of an appetite right now." He says as he begins to move towards his dark, empty, nightmare filled room.

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"cooooooooome now nnnaruto, theressssss no neeeeeeed for thisssssssssss" a snaky voice calls out to the blond from his ear.

"No, I have taken a life, Miko. This mark is just to remind me to repent when I go to hell after I die, even I took the life out of necessity." Says our misguided blond as he takes the knife on his side table and drags it across his left arm, looking blankly at his blood pouring out of the wound and streaming down to the floor. We can see his arms covered in hundreds of such self-inflicted marks all representing a kill he made in the name of his father.

The black snake just looks at the blond from his neck, knowing that fighting him for this is too troublesome and useless. Naruto has done this without fail for every life he has ever taken, leaving himself a visible reminder of his act every time.

"I have only ever killed for father, but I still must make sure never to forget. I remember every single face, it comes back to me every night, it doesn't let me sleep. But I deserve it, after all, I am nothing but a murderer. But, I must continue to do this and finally earn father's approval, then I can finally die in peace and repent for all my sins in hell."