A/N Okay this is the prologue to my new story...it's a little vague at parts but I think you can work it out. I have no idea how this will turn out but I'm in the mood for starting a new fanfic. It will have yaoi as I have thought so far and unlike my other fic won't be as slow.
Shadow of the Sharingan
Prologue
Sometimes you regret the decisions you make in life.
Sometimes they lead to you witnessing something that you should never have seen.
Sometimes they lead to things that you never in your darkest imagination thought possible.
Sometimes these decisions lead to your own fate.
I, Sasuke Uchiha, make a mistake, I made a decision that would forever change my life, I saw something that I wasn't supposed to see, something that I had never before believed in, this decision has left me branded with my own doom, a one way ticket to death.
I was seven years old, just a child. I was told to sit and watch the television, ignore all the noises that came from upstairs no matter what sounds they were...wait for Kakashi to come and get me, but the screams they were so ear-piercing and fear-provoking and that voice...that dark beckoning voice, I couldn't ignore them...I wish I had done back then but now it's far too late to remake that decision. I opened that door and saw that dreaded event, those red eyes, that even more familiar face, I watched frozen unable to look away, no matter how much I should have just ran there and then and hoped that that I wasn't seen. But something was holding me down stopping me from moving from the moment I myself gazed at them, I understand now that it was those blood coloured eyes with those black comma like patterns. After he had finished with my mother, the attention was turned solemnly onto me and a long with the vicious swipe of claws against my right shoulder; I was marked and condemned to the same fate as my own mother.
Thirteen years...he gave me.
Twelve years...I trained.
Eleven years...I trained.
Ten years...I trained.
Nine years...I trained.
Eight years...I trained.
Seven years...I trained.
Six years...I started the hunt, no leads.
Five years...no leads.
Four years...no leads.
Three years...this is how much time I have left before once again history repeats itself and it too takes my soul.
The only explanation is that it's hiding...and I've got to find it. The Sharingan Demon.
So now not only I am his next target if I'm not careful I'll become just like it, not only do I have his seal of death but I have his blood running through my veins as that creature used to be my father...before he turned...back.
This leads to what I do now, being half-demon has its advantages especially when it comes to others that share the same demonic blood and with no choice but to fight for my own life the only option is to embrace my power and use it against all the goddamn monsters that were created from it and send them packing to whatever fucking place they came from in the first place.
And I swear that I will find my father and I will kill him and nothing is going to stop me, I've trained with Kakashi for ten years and so has my brother who is just as focused on my goal, this demon is dangerous to a whole new level, it will continue to take victims as long as it lives and only we can stop it. That monster is gonna wish that we were never born! Literally.
A/N If you want me to carry on then some reviews will be nice, I have some ideas for this and I think it may have potential, the actual chapter should be a lot more into the actual story and stuff, don't worry anyone who is also reading my other fic This is going to go well because I will not abandon it besides I've written up to chapter 34 in Sasuke's POV I just need to fill in Itachi's which is actually pretty hard.
Please R&R if you want me to carry on, don't judge the fic by the prologue please, hopefully the chapter will be better. BTW the actual story will be written in Sasuke's POV mainly as he is easiest and the story is slightly more focused on him.
