Captured

"Where am I?

Naruto stood alone in a black room. There was nothing to be seen. Just the empty one. The emptiness that surrounded him. Since he was a little boy. He had neither parents nor anyone else. But why, why was this empty space there again, although it must have disappeared. He had finally made friends. Teammates he could trust. But why did he feel so pain in his heart? Why did it hurt him? Just why? Had he hurt his friends? Hurt you? But why couldn't he remember it? Why not? Had he been too pushy again? What was he doing? He just didn't know. He wanted to get away from here, away from this cold place.

But was this a place at all? He did not know. Whether there was a beginning or an end here, because everything was black. Right of him, left of him, in front of him. Everything was black. Black as the deep night when he watched the twinkling stars every night.But there were no stars here, there was no light here. Here was the darkness. The darkness prevailed here. Maybe this was hell too? But wasn't hell a place of fire? Wasn't it a place of agony and pain? A place of the dead whose sins could not be cleared? So this couldn't be hell. No, it was worse here. Here one suffered pain, pain from being alone. without someone to stand by, without someone to pat you on the shoulder. Okay, nothing like that happened in Hell either. Nevertheless, you were never alone there and you didn't get that feeling. That feeling of loneliness.

Again and again Naruto's eyes searched for the people who meant so much to him. But none was there. They were all gone, all of them. But a light, a small light penetrated through the darkness and made him hope, hope that someone had come to get him out of here, out of this loneliness. Someone who cared about him and asked where he was when he didn't show up.That bright light, which got bigger and bigger, stung him in his eyes. It hurts. He held his hands protectively in front of his eyes so that he was not blinded by the bright rays. The light surrounded him more and more. It was more pleasant like this darkness that was gradually disappearing, but still it hurt him. Because he was a figure of the dark. A demon. A demon who would one day come free to seek revenge. Revenge on those who banished him. Naruto often didn't sleep, no, although he knew that the fox monster in him would never take him over without his own will, so he was scared. Afraid of giving him permission to be free at some point. Killing the people who mocked him, the people who pointed their fingers at him. That left him alone. He did not care about these people. Whether they died or lived on. He wasn't there for her. Just a mistake from the past. Who killed people.But was it? No, it was the monster in his body.

Slowly the glaring light disappeared again, but the darkness was also gone. Naruto opened his eyes now and took the arm away from his eyes. This wasn't the darkness, no, it wasn't the light either. It was a room full of mirrors. There were a lot of mirrors in this room. big little, thin, thick, long, narrow every mirror from all the ninja villages must have been brought here. But what are these mirrors supposed to do here? What did you want to show him with? What kind of game did you play with him? But he didn't like this game. No, not at all. It scared him because he didn't know what kind of place this was or what he was supposed to be here. In the real sense it wasn't any better here than it was in the dark. No. Here the unknown awaited him. But he wasn't too cowardly to find out what the mirrors were all about.

He got up slowly, even if it seemed to him as if his legs were resisting it and he had to fight against it.Even when he tried to take a step forward, they went on strike. But he didn't care. He was curious and wanted to know, no matter how, what the mirrors were all doing here. He went against the will of his legs. When he got to the first mirror, he showed his reflection, but not his current one, no. It's that of a little boy. HE. HE like he was at the academy. The others all annoyed and always tried to attract attention. A small smile formed on Naruto's face. It was really a good time for him to keep Iruka busy with Shikamaru, Choji and Kiba. Yeah, it was really fun. The little boy smiled in the mirror too. He looked happy and happy. And Shikamaru and the others really came from behind and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner. Of course, it was very surprising that a mirror could firstly show its memories and secondly that something moved in the mirror at all.But Naruto, it didn't matter at the moment. Because he was thinking of the past and those thoughts were just beautiful.

Even if it was difficult for him, he gathered his thoughts again and went on. Even so, he was still thinking about earlier. And these thoughts would stay with him. In the next mirror, little Naruto was walking next to 12 year old Naruto. He found it quite astonishing that a mirror image can move from mirror to mirror. But what was normal here? Except for the mirrors, which weren't available in such large numbers, at least not in a household, and besides, the mirrors wouldn't fly around in the air. Why? Then nobody would get a hold of it and you would have to keep jumping up to look at yourself in the mirror. That would be a bit stupid.

But at some point the smaller Naruto changed. Instead of running on and grinning happily, he suddenly stopped and looked at the floor. Naruto also stopped and looked at him.What was going on now? Why was he so sad? A shadow appears behind his reflection. This shadow resembled the fox monster and in front of him, there stood the villagers, who pointed their fingers at him and looked at him with their cold and despising looks. His reflection could be heard sobbing and tears fell to the floor. He also remembered that time. He had had to go through it for the longest time. Nobody paid any attention to him, everyone looked at him with contempt and called him a monster over and over again. Although he tried to help, no matter whether it was to be carried while shopping or to protect people. Again and again he was pushed back. Nobody ever wanted to let him help them. No really nobody. Nobody paid any attention to him, he had to feel again and again that he had no parents. The other children received praise from their parents; someone was waiting for them at home with a hot meal. You weren't alone.No, they had a mother and a father. Whether they performed badly or well, their parents always stood behind them. And behind Naruto? Nobody. He was alone. If he went a step further, he would not be commended. Nobody waited for him to eat at home. Nobody read him a story in the evenings so that he could fall asleep better as a small child. Nobody wished him a good day. No, he had nobody and even today he still had nobody, nobody waiting for him at home.


The boy in the mirror looked at Naruto, with his tear-filled eyes and his cheeks were also adorned with his tears. But then, then he disappeared again, probably running on to the next mirror. HE was pretty fast and so Naruto had to increase his pace so he could keep up with him. This time the way was longer. He just saw his further history, his résumé, pass him by. Iruka was there, with him.The first person to accept him, talked to him. Who took care of him and kept inviting him to eat noodle soup. Naruto kept pulling the money out of Iruka’s pocket. A ninja was hungry after all, but since Naruto was more like a bear's hunger, he mostly devoured 3 if not double that amount. Still, Iruka laughed and cried with Naruto. Iruka had saved him, first of all not seeing him as a monster, but as a ninja belonging to the village of Konoha and not someone who was called a monster. From then on, our Naruto went uphill. By beating Mizuki, he passed the genin test and had finally received his headband after two attempts. The way had been tough, but it was worth it.

The next mirror in which he could see something was the beginning of Team 7. Sasuke, the super cool ninja and Sakura, in Naruto's opinion the prettiest girl, were his teammates from that day on.Of course, many obstacles were put in their way. From difficult fights to disputes, which still existed today. At least between Sasuke and Naruto. But it was used to the operators and also to Sakura. Her teacher, Kakashi, was one of the party. He was her teacher and a pretty weird guy for Naruto. He always had his flirting paradise with him and even if you tried to attack him, he fended off the kicks even though he was reading this book. Nevertheless, Naruto had a good relationship with Kakashi, even if he was strange, but Sasuke was too and Naruto had to get along with him after all. Naruto was happy, no, even overjoyed that ER could count Sasuke and Sakura among his friends. Even if it didn't look like it, he believed inside that they had all become good friends and each would die for the other.

Another mirror caught Naruto's attention. The fight against Gaara. Gaara, the monster that cannot sleep, that kills to feel whether it is alive.Just like Naruto, he suffered from being disregarded. But he had a family. Could this be called a family? The father who tried to kill his own child. The siblings who were afraid of their little brother, no, something like that wasn't a family. Not even a community. It was just a combination of genes. Who could blame him for becoming like this? Nobody. No really nobody. Even if he almost killed Sasuke and Sakura too, it was still no reason to disregard him. Of course he saw it differently from the other villagers. Because his fate and that of Naruto were very similar. Just that Naruto grew up without a family and Gaara had a family. Despite everything, he had won. He had won against him and showed him what it means to have friends, to live. No matter if you were a monster or not. 'It was always worth living. Even if you