A dead soul (Naruto Fanfiction)

The Sealed Fox

You can't tell me that's not fuckin sick ^

FOUR YEARS LATER.......

Its been two years since the incident down the small alley, I don't remember much other than the blood on my hands and the pink-haired girl. A lot has changed since then, I was placed under trial for the murder of four townspeople. I remember walking past the anguish filled families of those monsters wondering why I felt nothing towards them, after all, I didn't murder them Kurama did its not my fault, fucking retards. 

The trial coincidently took place while the Hokage was away after around 10 minutes of discussion I was convicted to life imprisonment inside the Konoha Strict Correctional Facility, a maximum-security prison. I was to be kept in my own prison cell 200ft below the surface in a small 4x4 meter concrete room surrounded with seals. Practically made for me. No furniture what so ever but a small bucket-like toilet in the corner.

I have limited movement being chained to the wall by my neck with chakra restricting chains. The room has no light, food comes roughly once a week, water the same. A routine check-up once a month a great excuse to beat me into shape from the guards. 

In the last four years, I haven't spoken to anyone but Kurama, I usually stay in the mindscape with him it's much nicer than the cell, everything I've learnt is from him he's the closest thing I have to a family and a friend and has managed to earn my trust and respect. 

"Kaaagh, Kaaagh"

I wipe away the lumpy blood ridden bile from my mouth, we had expected this to happen without the use of Kurama's chakra and the god awful food and monthly 'inspections' it was a matter of time before my body began to give out. 

Recap finished - Narutos Pov - Age 12

I wake up to blood leaking out of my nose again, a small chuckle leaves my lips I reach over to my small weekly rations and pick up the stale mouldy bread attempting to take a bite out of it.  

"To think we've been reduced to this"

"You've been reduced to this, I haven't been treated better my whole life" I chuckle slightly, however it quickly transitions into a coughing fit.

"You alright" 

 I go to speak but my throat refuses to comply with my head then I feel large something come up my throat. 

"Kaaagh, Kaaagh, Kaaagh, Kaaagh"

I feel large lumps of something fall out of my mouth followed closely by liquid coming out of both my nose and mouth. 

"You're not doing to well kid"

"Is there anything you can do" I attempt to say 

"No, you have so many seals on your skin, its impossible to use chakra, I've told you this," he tells me abruptly  

I smile to myself "I know, it's nice to get a reminder, I'm probably gonna die soon" I can already the picture him scowling at me, but its getting worse.

"Kurama, can I come to your place" my throat is beyond dry anything I say must make me sound like an 80-year-old smoker.

I close my eyes and open them again to find myself in Kurama's cute little den. I waltz on over to the gate tapping on the metal clearly trying to piss him off he looks up at me annoyed.

"Hey Kurama, when do you think we'll get out of here," I ask in slipping through the bars of the gate 

The once frightening large red eyes, much more comforting now. Kurama is family. 

"It depends, it will take another year for the seals to finally deplete"

I walk over and lean against his orange fur sinking into it. It's extremely comfortable. I think back to the nights where my landlord would turn off my heating in the middle of the winter. I would l lye in bed shivering till the sun came up. To be honest, being sent down here did me a favour I laugh.

My thoughts drifted off to when we leave, what are we gonna do, I've always wanted to try ramen it smells fucking insane.

"Kurama, when we get out what do you wanna do"

"I'm not sure we'll be getting out yet, but we can do whatever you want, I've always wanted to go to the land of the hidden waterfall" 

"What's there," I ask curiously 

"Nothing much"  

I fall asleep against his fur only to regain consciousness when a large noise comes from behind me, can these guys fuck off honestly, I'm sick of their bullshit. I leave the mindscape returning to my lovely cell, turning around with a large scowl on my face. I see the outline of a hand pull a lever making my 'collar' fall. 

Suprise is all over me, this person walks towards the cell door and opens it.

"Who the fuck are you," I say trying to make myself sound tough 

"I am Minato Namikaze the fourth Hokage"

This is the second chappo boys