The Theory of Insanity

Chapter 1: Crimson

Yume's POV

Red eyes.

Their black tomoes swirled, holding no emotion whatsoever. I've never seen eyes like that before, not even during my brief encounter with the Akatsuki. Itachi's eyes had at least held what appeared to be sadness, but his brother's eyes held nothing. How could eyes hold no emotion?

Crimson smeared his clothing, and coated his sword. My brother lay at his feet, dead, and I was the last of our warriors that could fight. I focused my chakra to my fingers, forming a chakra scalpel. I was good at medic jutsus, but my best area was taijutsu. With my chakra scalpels, I could wield them as daggers and still use my taijutsu, since most of my ninjutsu was wouldn't be enough to defeat him, and my genjutsu wouldn't work on him.

Before I could even move a muscle, he was in front of me, his red eyes capturing me in a genjutsu.

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'Everything here is red…' I thought with shock as I looked around me. The sky was dark red, the clouds lighter red, even the snow covered ground was red.

'It's not real,' a voice whispered in my ear. I knew who it was, and I knew that it not being real wouldn't help. Both she and I knew what was next. Images flashed, from a battle that wasn't won, and couldn't have been won.

A man in red armor and hair that flowed like a lion's mane flashed pass the Uchiha and me, and then another flash, a great fireball coming at a girl who looked exactly like me.

"What is this?" the Uchiha demanded, as more flashes of the battle between my look alike and the man passed.

"They are memories, from another life," said my look alike, as she stepped out of the battle scene, even as it raged on around her as more people joined to fight against her, and to help her. The battle just continued as though she hadn't even left.

"What do you mean, from another life?" he snarled.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" she answered his question with another question.

"No, I don't, and if this is some elaborate genjutsu or something, I'll destroy it in a second," he declared, smugly, as though he had already won.

"You don't know a thing, little boy," my past life whispered as she slipped her weapons out of her dangling sleeve, one that looked like the top of a kimono, colored silver with a thick black belt that flowed down towards the ground. Swirling green designs lined the sleeves and the bottom of her shirt.

Her weapons looked strange when closed, but when opened they turned into fans that had blades attached to them. She fluttered her beautiful weapons in front of her face tauntingly, and then appeared behind him, his eyes widening as he realized that he couldn't move.

Her fans caressed his cheeks, drawing twin lines of blood that poured down his cheeks like he was weeping tears of blood. "Silly little Uchiha, thinking that you could beat me in my own world, at my own game…"

"Stop, Shimo!" I commanded. "Let him go!"

"Oh… What if I did let him go? What do you think he would do, Yume? He would kill us, or trap us inside of a genjutsu forever. At least, this way we go on our own terms!"

"It doesn't matter if it's our own terms, I don't wanna die!" I yelled right back at her.

Shimo's face went cold. In a precise motion, she slit Uchiha Sasuke's throat.

A/N: Wow, my first Naruto fic. It's going to be OC centric, and probably be crazy, but still, I hope y'all like it! It also seems that my chapters are going to be short, too. Oh, well!