He put his glasses back on.
And found that he could see again, despite the excruciating, throbbing pain in the left side of his face, actually the left side of his entire body.
He supposed that there was a price to be paid for taking Orochimaru-sama's dead parts. And implanting them into himself.
But he hissed. It made him feel so strong, maybe even stronger than the curse seal would ever had made him, if Orochimaru-sama had ever decided to bestow it upon him.
But then, he felt so weak.
His head thudded as he hit the stone floor of the cave.
Everything sank into darkness…
…when he awoke….
He never awoke again.
Orochimaru reopened his eyes, surveyed the body he had been put into.
It was strong, and able. It came with good chakra control, the control of a medic. Not that he was ever going to heal anyone with the power.
Within him, something stirred. He was powerful again, as powerful as when he was at the peak of his power.
He would get that ungrateful bastard back for killing him. Killing him after he had taught him so much…
The snake contemplated the possibilities with slitted eyes, taking off those annoying glasses that Kabuto had used to hide his bloodrimmed eyes, and stowing him into the pockets. What would make him the most mad?
"Sasuke-kun…" he hissed, as the single candle in the dark cave flickered menacingly on the wall, the shadows detailing the blood dripped on the wall, the cave conveniently rebounding every tiny movement to his ears.
"Sasuke …." "Sasuke." "Sasuke-kun…" the voices changed…
The boy.
The man.
The girl.
He knew exactly what he was about to do. And it would be good. He would get his revenge.