Sasuke...


Chapter one

Dark droplets of cool liquid dripped from the graying sky to his pale smooth face.

He gulped from the lack of air the sick place provided, but found none of that liquid he had to have to survive. Saliva…

Where were his senses?

He threw his arm forward, fighting the urge to snatch the appendage off because of its futility. He forced his weakened body and pushed himself forward. The sick metallic taste never left his mouth, it was cold instead of warm and very dangerous in his taste.

A sudden rush of pain ran through his body once more, making him gasp in pain and spit blood over his dirty pants. He did it… finally… but… wasn't he suppose to feel something? At least what they had called… happiness?

No other feeling came. He sat there, ignoring the cool liquid spreading over the ground.

His blood…

It scared him shitless.

What was happening? The voices inside his head… They never left him.

Avenge us will you…

Yeah, you call yourself an Uchiha?

I thought we raised you well enough…

Your brother was always the best and you will be nowhere but in his shadow.

He grasped his head, the immense pain of his broken arm turning numb as he moved it repeatedly as if it were in perfect shape.

Locks of midnight blue hair were pulled by his grip as if he were trying to rip them off.

Those voices…

Those horrid voices that were so demanding and so shallow to him.

He gulped the last remaining liquid, metallic taste reluctantly ignored so he would survive. He wouldn't die in a place like this damn it.

Not when his brother's dead broken body was a couple of inches away from his injured one.

He couldn't take it anymore, he wouldn't take it anymore. The pain was too… unbearable. It was too much for him now. God, he was a sixteen-year-old, and look where he was.

A place where children were definitely forbidden to visit let alone fight their own relative, their last flesh and blood.

He was indeed an Uchiha but he was human too and humans die.

What was suppose to happen now? He was going to die from losing too much blood. Well, "I won't see this world anymore. Nor do I need to. After this…" his last words died down as he choked from lack of breath. He was going to die now and maybe…maybe it was a good thing.

Whomever is lucky enough to find him and restore him back to life. He would owe them big, no matter who they are.

His eyes closed, the darkened sky was the last thing he saw, the scent of blood and cherries were his last smell but what he heard was definitely not something he expected.

"SASUKE!"

He wouldn't open his eyes now… Not when the Angel of death was pulling him into the darkness, with his large black robe and his companions with the pure white one, another with a larger red robe and a smaller last person clad in a simple dark violet.

Sasuke Uchiha… They called him forward.

He felt himself being tugged forward by them but he was grasped back towards the surface, his vision still not back.

Sasuke didn't think, he didn't know anyways but if he was alive he would say he had seen the devil and God themselves. Where they… fighting over him?

What was he now? Some cute doll? No, he was Sasuke Uchiha, sixteen-year-old boy who has seen so many he wouldn't be called a boy if it weren't for his age.

Though he has seen and been through so much…

Will he be remembered though?

And who was that person? That voice that sounded so familiar, yet he couldn't decipher it. Who cares now, he was dead and it didn't matter anymore. If he would rot in hell right now, let it be but he wasn't going near that brother of his.

Let him go to heaven, sure, maybe he will relax when he sees his mother's warm smile.

Maybe…


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