The sound of a sword hitting its mark filled the dimly lit room's air. A young man with long, flowing, jagged black hair glided down onto the floor and sheathed his sword. It was Sasuke Uchiha.

"Is that everything?" Sasuke asked.

Orochimaru, who had been watching the whole thing, looked from Sasuke to the huge snake that now lay dead behind Sasuke. He then thought to himself: "To think he finished it all without a scratch... They called me a genius, but compared to him... Heh heh... Just a little longer... A little more patience, and he's mine."

Sasuke stared off into space for a moment, thinking, and then walked off.