Dead corpses could be seen with no end. The sight of red fresh blood could be seen everywhere. There was a stench of blood all around. Not even the slightest voice could be heard from the distance. Little twelve year old, me coming from school, seeing the condition of his village, runs to his house. Seeing all of his neighbors and the I had known that had laughed with me, been there for me were just plainly lying on the ground with wounds, left with no life for the vultures to make use of them. I closed my eyes, as all this only looked like a dream to me. 'All this is just a dream, I whispered myself. I'm going to go home, see mommy cooking dinner, and father sitting on his chair reading his daily newspaper and when I will enter, my father will give a smile, that would make a smile appear on my face too, and my mom will hug me, and I will feel the warmth of her chest, and her kiss on my forehead, that will make everything perfect again.' But, as I reached my home, all my hopes crashed, and all the positive thoughts drained through the hole of reality that a twelve year old could never had understood. As I, pushed my the gate of my house open, the darkness all around crept into my vision and all I could see was pitch black darkness. Sacred as I was, I gathered courage and the bravery I had, and rushed into my parents room. As I entered I could see a dim light casted by a the flame of the candle. And that was when my eyes met the bodies of my parents, lying over each other, like they were tied together, like their love bounded them together even on their last moments.

Tears rolled down my face, all I could see was what my even my conscious could not bring itself to believe. The smiling faces of the people that brought me to this world, raised me to what I was today. I pulled my hair as I screamed in agony and despair. The pain that I felt in my heart that moment, could not be described in just simple words. All I felt was like Sharp Needles were being punctured in my heart one by one, the pain increasing with number of needles.

And there I saw, my big brother in front of me, standing behind Mommy and Father, not uttering even a word. I ran to him, expecting my loving brother to do the same. The only thing that returned was a Kunai. (A small knife used by Ninjas) I felt betrayed, or maybe it was a mistake. Confusion started to boil up my head. 'Itachi? What is this? Look at Mo-m and…' 'SASUKE. YOU HAVE TO RUN. RUN AND NEVER LOOK BACK. THE MAN WHO THIS, CAN BE ONLY KILLED BY ME. I ONLY OBTAIN THE STRENGHT AND POWER TO KILL THIS MAN, I ALREADY RECEIVED THE ORDER BY THE HOKAGE.' Those words made me lose all control again, 'Why you? Why the only thing I have left. Why do I have to lose you Itachi, lets run away.' Stammering as I spoke, Itachi ran to me and hugged me, kissing my forehead, telling me its okay. Like everything okay. The only thing I have left, is going on a suicide mission, and I can only do nothing but watch. I held him tight, feeling his strong arms for the last time, smelling his scent, for the last time. And leaning my head on his chest for the last time. The brother I love. My big brother is truly the most flawless creature on earth, I spoke as I saw him disappear into the woods, that led the way to his death.

CONTINUED ON THE NEXT CHAPTER
ITACHI VS THE ENEMY :D
BY Izma Azeem Chughtai.