It was just a normal day. A normal day in the Konoha village. The sun was smothered with clouds and the usual strong, salty fish and ramen smell was in the air. Hundreds of people walked past me, their expressions, the same as always. Light bounced off the windows of the beautiful ottages. Many people would describe that day as beautiful, but I would use the words 'Dull, Ordinary and Boring.' Why did it have to happen on that day?
I'm Sasuke Uchiha, a 14 year old boy, unimportant, not interesting. Just another talentless genin. Everyone says I'm special because I'm the last of the Uchiha Clan, but I do not believe them. The second most tragic event in my life happened a week ago and now I'm being held for murder. It had nothing to do with me, but it has torn my life apart and all my loved ones think I'm a blood-thirsty criminal. I'm not 'special' anymore, they all think I've turned out like Itachi, my murderous brother. I guess I can only explain from where it began.
I walked to the ninja academy, just like everyday. I had my bag full of books and my pack full of ninja tools. I was early so I thought I'd go to the park before arriving. I walked to the gate and opened it slowly. The leaf village's gorgeous park. But it was empty and the eerines of it made me nervous. I thought I might as well fit some training in, the park was empty, everything would be completely fine.
Well, that's what I thought, anyway. I conentrated all of my chakra into my wrist and hand and initiated my new technique.
"Chidori!" I sreamed and the blue lightening flew from my hand. The sound of a thousand birds screeched out. I ran towards the nearest tree and plunged it into the very core. The tree fell and revealed a hidden part of the park that I had never seen before. But the sccene it revealed, I did not want to see.
The fifth Hokage, tears in his eyes, using a forbidden technique. But, it was not for a bad cause. Orichimaru stood in front of him with a kunai at his throat.
"You worthless old man! Don't fight back!" He spat in the Hokage's face. And that scream. The Hokage screamed out in pain as Orichimaru stabbed a different kunai into his stomach. Tears welled up in my eyes. I tried to throw a shruiken at him, stop him, but I couldn't. I was frozen to the ground. It was not fear that bound me still; someone was behind me using the shadow control technique. Tears fell down my cheeks.
"Why?" I screamed.
My opponent chuckled darkly.
"Because Konoha needs to rot like the dirt it really is. And we're not going to let you stop us." He replied.
"Us?" I asked, my voice trembled.
"Yes, we're all Orichimaru's followers, there are about 10 of us behind you, so I suggest you don't try and fight back." I heard him sneer by the tone of his patronizing voice. More tears. More worthless, helpless tears. Just like myself. Unable to help the Hokage or the leaf village. Useless.
After I had been crying and bound for abotu an hour, I sensed their presence dissapear. I opened my eyes. They shut earlier from horror. I had watched the Hokage die in front of me. Orichimaru and his stupid friends got away right in front of me. I ran up to the Hokage and knelt in front of him.
"I'm so sorry!" I cried out. "Forgive me, I'm sorry!" I wept over his body for hours.
That's when ANBU came. They saw me with the bloody kunai laid to my side, me weeping over the Hokage, they thought I had killed him. They thought i had assassinated our leader. Now I'm here, in my jail cell. I'm being sentenced to death tomorrow. Just like Itachi, but he got away.