Chapter 1- The end
I ran through Suna as fast as I could, the trees rushing past me in a blur. I ran in the direction my little brother's scream had come from, and I ended up right in front of my house, my breathing jagged, only to see my brother dead on the ground, his throat slit. A sob erupted from me as I ran into my house. Chikao was dead; there was no use in wishing that he would come back to life. I ran into my house, and just in time to see Orochimaru standing over my mother, who was sitting on the ground next to my Father's limp body.
"Who else is here?" Orochimaru asked my mother, holding a Kunai to her throat.
"No one! It's just me!" she exclaimed with a sob. She couldn't lie for her life, and I was the same way.
"Leave Mother alone" I yelled from my position next to the door. My 13th birthday, it was supposed to be my best, but was turning out to be my worst.
"Ikazuchi, run!" My mom exclaimed, but it was too late.
Orochimaru slit my mother's throat, and then he was behind me. I turned around and tried to punch him in the gut, only to have him grab my hands. I knew I was going to die.
"Brave, aren't we?" he asked me. I spat at his feet. "Kukuku, temper temper, and with such an enormous amount of Chakra! You might be of use…" he said with a smirk. He bound my hands and threw me over his shoulder. "Come, Kabuto. We are leaving" He said while walking out the door. We were a good way from Suna, out in the middle of the desert, when Orochimaru put me down. "I hope you survive. You would be of great use" Orochimaru finished, and the blackness slipped over me.