Chapter 8: Would You Do Me A Favour?

Naruto suddenly begins to spasm on the ground. His body thrashes around in a pitiful attempt to get rid of the huge amounts of pain he is facing. His eyes suddenly snap open, and nothing but a bloodshot red can be seen. In an attempt to remove the curse mark, he begins to ferociously claw at his neck and rip off pieces of his skin and flesh. His face shows that an unfathomable amount of pain is striking his body. His mouth is open, but he is not screaming because the pain is overwhelming most of his nervous system and brain.

Even the ANBU around him are trying to look away from the horrifying scene in front of their eyes. They have been trained to develop a resistance to such scenes. But the gruesome scene along with the addition of a child is too much. Then Naruto's body suddenly goes rigid and falls onto the ground, completely still. Kakashi, fearing the worst begins to move towards the exit, facing away from the corpse behind him. He doesn't look at his comrades and chooses to wait patiently for them to collect their thoughts.

But then he feels a huge amount of chakra leaking out from the blond behind him. He turns around with both his mismatched eyes wide. He feels the depth of the chakra and the hate in it, almost as if it is conscious. A dark, bubbling red liquid starts to envelop the blond as the cursed mark begins to 'dissolve' in it. The cloak then recedes as suddenly as it appeared. Kakashi puts Annko down from his shoulder as he moves towards the blond. His hand touches the blond's neck as he takes Naruto's pulse.

"He is alive, for now. Yugao, take the boy after binding him." The swordswoman nods and moves towards the boy. Kakashi picks up Anko and then moves at a fast pace towards the exit, trying to get away from this place as soon as he can. Yugao quietly follows him.

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"And he is still alive?"

"Yes, Hokage-Sama"

"Bring him to me" comes the heavy voice of the third Hokage as his eyes move towards the lone prisoner in the room.

"Wake him up"

"Yes, Hokage-Sama" comes the voice of Kakashi. His hand moves towards the forehead of the little boy in the centre. The ANBU forming the Hokage's guard immediately raise their guards higher, just to be safe. Kakashi then uses his Jutsu to create some water and splashes Naruto with it.

Sputtering, Naruto wakes up as he remembers the events before he was knocked out. He takes a moment to collect his thoughts. He looks around and realises his position as a prisoner. He looks towards an old man who seems to be in charge of the ninja around him.

"Hey, old man. Who are you and what do you want from me?" comes the voice of the blond as his back straightens and he begins to project slight KI into his words.

"There is no need for that, young boy. I just wanted to ask you who you are and what you are to Orochimaru."

"I won't give you any information, if you want me to turn on my master you must kill me." Comes the unwavering voice of the little kid.

The old man gestures to a man beside him with blond hair tied into a ponytail. Inoichi moves forward placing his hands on Naruto and Kakashi.

"Mind Arts: Memory Transfer Jutsu"

Naruto, expecting the man to try to forcefully rip memories from his brain gets caught off guard. The man instead places memories into his head. He closes his eyes and then sorts out all the memories. After confirming they have not been tampered with, he dives into them. He experiences firsthand the betrayal of the man he once lovingly called father.

The Hokage looks at the blond YOUTH in front of him with pity. He then begins to reminisce about his past. He wonders if he had killed his protegee at that time, how many lives could have been saved? How many people would not have lost their families? how many ninjas of his village might not have died? How many others would not have to go through the experiments of the sadistic bastard? And how many children like the one in front of him would still have a normal childhood?

But his thoughts are interrupted by the sudden wakening of the young child in front of him. He looks at the face of the child. His heart almost stops when the child's eyes reveal the unmistakable red glow of a 3-tomoe Sharingan. His heart then actually stops for a second when he notices the tomoes in the eyes spinning faster and faster. the blond's eyes go through a change and transform into something else with a crecent moon in them. He audibly gasps as he tries to comprehend this event and organise the multiple thoughts and hypotheses running through his head.

"How?" he summarizes everything as his body moves to cover the face of the kid. The lesser the people know about him having the Sharingan and the existence of the Magekyo Sharingan, the better.

"Old man, would you do me a favour?" The blond looks up into the eyes of the old man with tears and blood trickling down from his eyes onto his face.

"What is it?" comes the gentle voice of the man. He is interested in the wish of this child, no the man, in front of him. But never in a million lifetimes would he have expected the next words of the blond child.

"Would you kill me?"