Chapter 1: Luna's P.O.V.
The wind blew through my long, straight, midnight blue hair as I went out through the portal. I looked around. No one was there. I sighed and sat down on the ground, tired from walking with a limp. It looked like no one was there for years. Dusty, and yet there was something weird about the place. It felt...haunted. Like something happened.
Ignoring that fact, I checked on my wound. You could see a bite mark on my left ankle. It was full of blood, but I couldn't do anything about it. The wound was cursed when I was bitten by the werewolf from hell, and I couldn't fix it with magic. All I could do was wait and hope that someone would come and heal it fast enough. I didn't have much hope though, looking at the old looking place. Anyways, by the time anyone would come, I would have to drink blood from them, possibly killing them. Yes, I am a vampire. If only my friend didn't die and I had to go chase her to hell to save her. If only my dad wasn't the owner of Hell, the devil, as others would call. I breathed in deeply and sighed again, only to hear a crow cry aloud.
It was a hard day, just to escape Hell while saving my friend. My eyes felt like a ton, and before I knew, I fell asleep.
Chapter 2: Sasuke's P.O.V.
It has been approximately 4 years before I came back here. My...home. I gulped as I held the entrance door handle on my hand. It was rusty, and nobody touched it for years. The Uchiha mansion. Where the nightmares started. Or so I thought. I avenged the Uchiha clan but killed my own brother. Itachi...my brother who always loved me, and planned out everything for my future. The one who I was avenging for. I could feel a drop of water on my cheek, and realized it was my tear. Quickly brushing it away, I opened the entrance door to my old home.
The door creaked as I pushed the door. Memories suddenly came into my head. I shook them away, and slowly walked in. It was dead still, like I shouldn't have gone in. I silently closed the door and walked towards the mansion. The lawn was wild, and it seemed that no one touched them for years. Swiftly, I glided through the tall, uncombed grasses, and towards my house. The moon light made it a sight. It was just like the day when Itachi killed my parents...and the whole entire clan. I clenched my hands into a fist without hesitation, but then realized that Itachi always loved me. My older brother. I clenched my hands harder, and whispered, "Why?"
The mansion had at least an inch of dust. I walked in, leaving a trail of footprints behind me. It was just like when I had left it. Nobody dared to set foot on the Uchiha mansion after the incident.
After tonight, the Akatsuki and I were planning to attack Konoha. I'm going to kill someone...again. I felt so guilty, I hid my face from the moon light although I knew no one was there.
But then I heard something. "Who's there?" I yelled. No response. I heard another noise, and I quickly ran to the spot. There I saw a figure. A female, I suppose.
"Why are you here?" I questioned. My eyes turned into a sharingan as the girl started raising her head.