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An AU SasuSaku Fanfiction

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Chapter 01

Sakura's POV

I was running out of breath, absolute terror rolling off of me in anxious waves. I could feel them rapidly gaining on me, and that made me even more terrified. All I could hear was the pounding of my heart, and the sound of their paws thumping as they came closer and closer gaining up to me. I was trying my hardest as to not collapse, my thin hind legs could only keep me up for long. Being in wolf form was slightly better than my human one, except being in carnivorous form took a lot of my energy. Energy that I did not have due to starvation and the manual labor that consisted of my chores. I've always asked myself what I did to deserve their harsh treatment of my being, only to find out that it somehow had to do with my eccentric features and my wolf although I find my wolf to be the weakest among all others. I curse the day my parents gave birth to me seeing to the fact that they sorely abused me for as long as I could remember.

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Flash Back

I was barely just eight years of age when the abuse began by the hands of Mother. I had accidentally misplaced the golden ring she had entrusted with me, and after minutes of searching for it, it was found outside in the mud. I thought I would just be getting a scolding, by Mother had other plans for me.

She locked me inside the dark and cold basement where creatures of different kinds were either locked up or crawling about. I had made a few furry friends that were mice, and a Were that was imprisoned there. I had no idea who he was, but he treated me so kindly that I didn't have the heart to ignore him.

I learned from him only his name: Itachi. He caressed my bubble gum colored hair through the cell bars and soothed me when I was first thrown in here.

About thirty minutes later my older brother Dosu had to fetch me and brought me before Mother and Father.

That was the first night I had gotten beaten. Father watched as mother used her fists and anything she could get her hands on. She cursed at me, pulled my hair and constantly screamed at me to die. I begged and begged for my Father to stop her, but he just stood there and cruelly smiled.

Years went by and so did the same routine. I'd be sent down into the basement before being taken to the horrible monster. The only highlight of my life was my time spent with Itachi, until I found out that they had killed him. I cried and cried until I couldn't shed another tear. My heart had shattered in many pieces, as I thought of him as a surrogate brother who did love and cherish me.

I was so grief stricken that I hastened up the process. I had shifted when I was barely eleven years old. It was the most frightening moment of my life, but there was a voice that urged me not to scream as loud as I knew I could. I listened to whoever it was, and it saved my life.

I learnt from eavesdropping in a conversation between my parents about what would happen at the moment I would shift. They were going to sell me off to someone all because of my fur and power. I didn't understand their meaning, because I knew my fur wasn't anything special. I had common white fur that was found in the weakest of wolves. I've thought of committing suicide a lot of times, only for something to hold me back from going through with it.

A couple of months later, I was raped by my own pack mates. I first thought that the only reason they seem to not acknowledge me was because of my weird hair color and my eyes. I didn't know they knew all about what was happening in our household. They were five men who were our packs seasoned and strongest warriors. I wasn't even a teenager at the time, but a child. My safe haven that was the basement was were I was defiled. They each took turns brutally violating me, and ignoring my cries of agony. I screamed at them to stop, but none of them heeded my words. Everytime I was sent down there, I would remember all that was done to me.

Every day after that I was scared beyond belief. At every turn I took I always made sure to look around and see if anyone was near me. I flinched at every touch, every sound.

To my relief nothing happened for a whole entire two months. I hoped to God that my parents had seen the error of their men's ways and had them exiled. I dreamt of a day where my mate would come and sweep me off of my feet, and take me away from this hell hole. I thought I was finally off the hook, safe, but then all my hopes came crashing down.

One day while I was busy about seeing to my chores, I was grabbed from behind and blind folded. My heart was beating a mile a minute due to utter terror. I couldn't come to terms for what was happening, or why. Before I could scream for the help I knew I would never receive, a hand that held a handkerchief clamped over my nose, and my world went black.

I woke up disorientated and tied up in a drafty room that held only a bucket. There was a tiny window that brought in insufficient light, and a metal door with a screen.

I felt even more scared than I felt during the days I was beaten, and wondered if this would be worser.

"Sakura," a soft soothing feminine voice called out my name out of the blue. I whipped my head to the door but it wasn't open and no one was standing at the screen.

"W-who are you?" I inquired softly, my voice trembling. My heart rate began speeding up, and I felt my body break out into a cold sweat.

"I am Nanami, you're wolf," she introduced herself calmly. "I need you to come down and listen to everything I say, okay?"

I felt myself nod without hesitation.

"You've lived your whole life in complete fear of everyone, and all because of the people who raised you. I know without a doubt that life has gotten so hard for you to the point that you started entertaining thoughts of committing the unspeakable. I need you to understand that you are more important than you think of yourself, and I need you to have patience. You will be put to much more painful experiences, but I need you not to give up. Our bond isn't strong so I only have a few more seconds to speak with you. Not everyone is as they seem, so heed my words and don't trust easily. Have faith in me, and until the next time..."

I felt determination course through me as her kind and sincere words spiraled in my heart and mind. I didn't want to disappoint her, and felt the need to store her words somewhere safe. She warned me not to trust easily, and I wouldn't. I knew I couldn't.

My parents came into the small room where I was placed just a couple of minutes later. They had this man standing behind them, and honest to god he looked really intimidating. He stood to be at least 6 ft tall, his shoulders wide and broad. He had the meanest eyes I've ever seen in my entire life, and I've had my fair share of mean eyes for as long as I can remember. He had a long grizzly beard that ended right next to enormous beer belly.

"Sa-ku-ra," my father began tauntingly, a menacing smile curving against his lips. "This here gentleman is going to become your new owner, greet him appropriately."

With trembling lips, I stood up on my stiff legs and winced when I heard a bone crack. I kept my eyes leveled on the cell floor, before stopping at my new masters feel. I took a shuddering breath and knelt down, grabbing onto his hand and placing a kiss on his palm. Subsequent to that, I placed the back of his hand on my forehead, and recited the most humiliating way to greet someone that I was taught. "I, your humble lowly slave Sakura, greet you Master."

I waited for him anxiously to pull his hand away and say something, but instead he roughly grabbed onto my bubblegum pink hair, and dragged me out of the cell on all fours. I was forced to crawl at his fast pace despite the pain I was feeling on my knees. I had no doubt that I was bleeding all due to the small rocks scattered here and there on the floor. I bit my lip, and inhaled sharply while tears gathered at the brim of my eyes when he pulled harder, my scalp hurting even more than before. I was now stuck with another monster who I knew could do even more pertrifying and horrible things to me.

The cold draft struck me almost immediately, specifying that we were outside. The stone floor turned into damp soil, and I just wished this man would let go of my hair. Any more pulling, and I'm pretty sure he'd rip my locks right out of my skull. There was shuffling feet sounding behind me, and I almost rolled my eyes at that. Would these people forever watch me be abused and violated? Do they get some sort of sick twisted pleasure in watching a helpless feeble girl get thrown around and defiled?

Master finally released my hair from his grip, only for me to see my three siblings Dosu, Zaku, and Kin standing besides a basin overflowing with water. My heart lurched to my throat, and the tears I was trying real hard to hold back began dripping down my cheeks one after the other. Oh god, no! I shouted internally, wishing to vocalize it out loud so someone could hear and save me from these rotten people.

"Saku," the deep eerie voice of my master croaked, catching my attention and shifting it towards him. He was kneeling besides my siblings near the basin, his beady dark gaze on me. He crooked his finger, ordering me silently to crawl towards him. I did as he commanded, choking down the sobs that were threatening to elicit itself from my throat. If I did indeed let out my cries, a rough whipping will be brought down upon me and that isn't something I want to happen. The whips were always bathed in Wolfsbane before it was taken to my back, and the agony that it evoked was tremondous.

"This is a ceremonial bath given to you by me, your Master," he commenced after I arrived at his side, and began cupping my right cheek and stroking it with his thumb.

I, being the most gulliable person, actually thought that he was speaking truth, considering how sincere his voice sounded. Right when the sigh of relief escaped my lips, he once again clenched my hair into his grip, and threw my head into the chilling water. I didn't even react until a few seconds past all due to surprise. Once the initial shock wore off, I began thrashing about, kicking my legs and flailing my arms about. My lungs were burning, crying for the oxygen it so craved desperately. He then pulled me out of the water, letting me gulp in the air I needed, and them submerged me back. This went on for what I thought were hours, the howling laughter of my family ringing in my ears. I understood then what my wolf meant about not trusting anyone. Later, I found myself in a small kennel after I woke up from passing out. Master announced that that was going to be my home for as long as I were good and obedient.

I stayed with the Master for about five years before he threw my beaten and bruised self out for cutting off three of his fingers when he tried to rape me after he had other guys force themselves on me. I wondered how on Earth I survived his vicious attack on my worn out body, but I did. Once, I was back to my pack they tied my up on a tree, whipped me, and left me out there without food or water for a whole week. I made a plan to escape this Hell on Earth a few days later after my release, and that I did.

I ran away.

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Present

And now I had blood thirsty rogues running after me. My energy was quickly draining away. The adrenaline rush that I had gained due to immense fear was also ebbing away. I didn't even notice that I had just past through another packs territory. It's not like I'd notice any of the signs, this begin my first time away on my own.

A mouth filled with razor sharp teeth clamped onto one of my hind legs. I let out a howl of anguish before collapsing onto the ground. Tears clouded my eyes, and I just wished for once that I wasn't me, but someone else who had people who loved and cherished them. I blocked those thoughts away, and concentrated on what to do. I lay there whining on the ground in pain, but waiting for the right moment when the rogue would lower his guard. They weren't surrounding me in the least, just stood behind the one that had his hold on me.

One of them had shifted and was talking about something I couldn't understand. I just focused on the one holding me, and his attention span. I took action after the one that had me by the leg slowly unhinged his jaw. I quickly drew myself to stand on my three strong feet, and hastily moved away only to be surrounded by the largest wolves I've ever laid my eyes on. They encircled us, and snapped their jaws at anyone who dared to shift even an inch. For some reason my fear began retreating when the largest of them stepped forward towards my direction. I let out a whimper, these foreign feelings causing my stomach to roil around uncomfortably.

His intimidating stature caused me to flinch involuntarily; a reflex perhaps, given the situation at my former home. His scent was one that appealed to my senses, but dizziness hit me and black dots clouded my vision. I knew what would happen next, although I wondered if I'd get a merciful killing from the wolf standing before me or suffer a merciless demise after I awaken from my swoon.

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