All theses years...they called me a monster, an outcast...a freak...and what did I do? I smiled...I smiled...pretending like their words didn't hurt...all this time..all this time, have I been lied too? That old man..he never told me anything. He knew who my parents were, of course he knew but he never told me. How foolish was I...how foolish to trust anyone...Kurama..he was the one who told me the truth..the only one I can trust is him. I will become stronger..so strong ..that I won't have to rely on anyone ever again. I don't need anyone, I won't let anyone in......after all.. I'm a demon...........aren't I?

There it is: the big event the entire Village has been waiting for. The god damn Chūnin exams. It gets the whole Village pumped but gives me a whole lot of work. And above all that, I'm not allowed to use my snakes anymore because they're too recognizable. I guess I'll have to rely on my fire and my newly-gained Phoenix from here on out. I just hope it'll be enough.

It's time. I can hardly believe everything that's happened in the past year of me staying in Konohagakure. I learned that I have a twin brother. My own Uncle disowned me. My family can barely talk to me. Though I found a bunch of friends, there's one thing that hasn't change since I came to a village I was supposed to call home- I haven't gotten stronger at all. And with the skies looking grimmer every day, that might be my fatal mistake. It's time.

What if naruto wasn't the same knuckle head that we know of what if he was smart, what if he was strong not just from the kyuubi or his sage mode, what if naruto was given a special gifts from a dying man to give to another whom meets the 'requirements' of these gifts when naruto starts dying, what would happen to him how would his world change?