Third POV

Darkness was something that Yakunan lived and thrived in. It helped him hunt, kill, regenerate and destroy.

A breath came out raspy as Yakunan travelled, his eyes unfocused as he merely relied on scent to find food. He couldn't be bothered to see as he hunted, relying on smell to hunt and kill his prey.

His prey? Humans.

He would kill all those that got in way of finding-

Finding what? What was his perpous? What was he to do in this pathetic life?

Kill and kill and kill and kill? Infect?

No. He does not want to pass this devils curse onto something else. He saw what happened first time and he hated it even if it was the man that forced it upon him.

Voices found their way to Yakunan's dead ears as he tumbled through a opening, the light shining on him like a spotlight. He hated the light.

"Demon!" A voice yelled as Yakunan finally bothered to open and use his pale eyes.

Did someone see him? No. He just appeared and he always stuck to the shadows, he knew he had no chakra. He also knew his infection could not be cured with chakra, chakra was useless when used near him.

It just killed itself when he was near so nothing could seal or activate near him. That was a plus though.

Yakunan looked around and saw a terrified blonde five year old be beaten by many people. That angered Yakunan.

Attacking the youth? Pathetic.

Yakunan decided to have fun since it was slowly becoming night. He let out a throaty snarl as he circled the group, scratching walls. The adults in the group froze, looking around.

"What was that?" A foolish voice asked as she stopped tormenting the child. Yakunan chose her first.

Yakunan leapt at the adult in a furious snarl and he took her to the ground, forcing his mouth to open and devour her neck. Blood spurted around him as he ate, listening to the screams with a small sense of triumph.

Screams arouse around him as he let out a scream, filling the night air with an eerie noise. The scream echoed and pierced through the woried shouts of his prey. The people who dared attack a child in his presence.

Mere minutes late was what took Yakunan to finish off the adults, all while in the dark. It was a help that he could see in the dark, his vision taking on a red tint.

"H-Hello?" A small scratchy voice called out as Yakunan tore a piece out of a man, throwing his head back and eating it.

Yakunan turned his head to look at the child he left alive, his hands shaking.

"P-Please dont kill me..." The boy whispered as Yakunan crept closer, sniffing the air around the boy.

"Why would I harm the person I killed people for in the first place?" Yakunan asked from a corner, his own voice surprising him. It was deep, eerie and scratchy.

"You protected me?" The bot asked as his eyes widened in shock, before a bright small found its way on his face. "Thanks mister! I am Uzumaki Naruto! What is your name?"

Yakunan crept closer and showed himself in the light around the boy. He showed his short scruffy black hair. His pale, almost blind looking, eyes. His pale infected skin with a green tinge, his arms and neck covered in the black horror that clung to him.

"Yakunan." He simply answered as he watched the boy, named Naruto.

Yakunan felt happy when Naruto did not run off in fear. No. The boy only smiled even more brighter.

"Lets be friends!"

Yakunan found his perpous. Protecting the child he saw as his own. Death itself could not take the boy away from the zombie.