23/March/08
Summery:I decided to change this since my original plan in my mind was altered a bit when new ideas came into my head. There's nothing new in this chapter only changed the summery part.
This story takes place just before the siege of Konoha and continues through and after it.
When negotiating with the Kazekage, Orochimaru spots a young teen named Dark who has good talent at wind jutsu and a strange chalkra. However, this strange chalkra is not human and Kabuto is left to presume that maybe Dark himself isn't human…or is there something inside Dark……there is no way to tell…but with this strange chalkra, Dark has profound new abilities and eventually Kabuto realises what he really is……
But, the girl who accompanies Dark is also quite the find. With the power to read hearts like a book, Orochimaru believe that maybe this grl may also be useful…and if not…he could always result to killing her and using her corpse as an experimentation……but after a while Orochimaru starts to suffer from a strange emotion called love……this girl, Kairi by name, might be far more dangerous to him and his plans then the curse on his arms……
And things don't get any better when the God of Death himself shows up looking after a certain demon
OrochimaruXOC
Rated T for romance in later chapters and cursing in later chapters also.
Author's Note:
I would also wish to recommend a new story (OrochimaruxOC) that I've recently come across and find to be quite extraodinary…did anyone else but me notice that sentence sounds very posh…? xD Anyways, a great story I found is JigokuShoujosRevenge's story 'Prisoner.' If any of you out there want to find another great OrochimaruxOC story go to that story. It's AWESOME, x3!!
And if you're looking for a great story that is also OrochimaruxOC and KabutoxOC go to 'De-Irish-Waffle' s account. Her story named 'Under the Same Roof' is quite the laugh and totally random but absoloutely awesome. xD Hey….I literally fell off my chair laughing…Oo…
You can find both of these great stories in my favourites. xD
Thank you for your time. Reviews are greatly appreciated too. xD
Nightingale-san…
Demon of the Night'
………PROLOGUE: I was Young and Foolish………
When I was ten years old, my Uncle Yatamaru told me that I was 'special.' Of course, I was young then and confused at this sentence.
I looked up to him with my crimson eyes everyone feared and said, "What do you mean Uncle? I'm no different than anyone else around here." My Uncle bent down to my height and ruffled my long ebony hair.
"Oh yes you are," he said "Among everyone here, you have a special gift, one that could, one day, overrule the demon council. When you were born I noticed it straight away and as you grew older your gift was visible to many." Yatamaru smiled warmly at me, his grey eyes twinkling with happiness as he continued. "My father once told me that if you have a gift, you should use it to the best of your ability and embrace it with open arms. Even if everyone else around you forbids the use of it and turns against you, you must remember young one," I nodded, waiting patiently for him to finish. My peachy skin glimmered against the candles that shone brightly fighting the darkness in the catacombs of which we stood.
"It is your gift. Remember that always won't you?"
Somehow……I still remember that……even if I did forget everything else……
I nodded to him but a question arose in my head. "Yatamaru-kun? Why are you telling me this?"
The old man stood up and turned his back to me. He then began to walk away into the omnious darkness that would shroud these very eyes of mine in years to come. Was he not going to tell me anything else? I held out my hand after him. "But Yatamaru! What is my gift?!" Yatamaru kept walking but shook his head as he disappeared further into the unlit tunnel. "You'll find out. Just keep looking!" And with that…my uncle was gone….no, as in……..
He never came back……
The next evening, word spread through the demon world that Yatamaru Yoshi, my uncle and only remaining family, was executed after he spoke to me that night. Executed by the grand Demon Council…….those bastards……
But why did they kill him? This was the question I kept asking myself. He never did anything and when I spoke to people they would slither-out of the question like the rotten snakes they were……..still, I kept asking myself that same question.
However, one night, when I lay awake in bed, a slow realisation set in upon me. And as this thought grew, the tears in my red eyes began to fall like gushing waterfalls.
"He died because of me……because everyone hates me and no one wants me to know my powers…….." I whimpered and pulled the sheets over my head. My sobs faded into the night……
I never did know why people hate. Me especially, why did they hate me? I came to a conclusion it was my extraordinary gift but something wasn't right about that answer. Several times I would look up to the night sky and wonder if I went to the mortal world would they accept me? Would they embrace me like Yatamaru did? I decided that I hated this world I was in. Everyone hated me and that was a fact.
After that, I swore upon my own demonic, black blood I would find this 'gift' inside me Yatamaru had spoken of. And, hopefully, I could show it to everyone and then they would acknowledge me and not look upon me with ultimate scorn. I continued to think everyone's hate was directed at me because of my frightful gift.
As I said……I was young then……and foolish……..
Five years later, I discovered that my gift was very special indeed. Not that I mean to boast but my gift was something very rare and out of this world….literally. And, as my uncle had predicted, people always told me not to be doing that stuff……..that stuff being the mortal technique and style of the 'ninja.' Jutsu.
'Forbidden' Jutsu was my specialty. I had only ever once failed but had not given up. My failure occurred in the most forbidden of techniques among the humans. The one they call the 'Tokoshie Tensai' jutsu. It gives you the ability of being immortal. Unlike the 'Fushi Tensai' jutsu where the user transfers his/her soul to another's body and extend their life but this changes your appearance and identity to that body.
I had heard of a mortal named Orochimaru who had mastered that forbidden technique and many more. I yearned to meet him and see what kind of jutsu he had. But the stories went that he was an evil mastermind who was very dangerous and that threw me off the subject of wanting to meet him.
The jutsu that I had uncovered grants you eternal life on the spot not changing your appearance or abilities what so ever. When I learned of this technique I hastily began to study the jutsu and become, what they call, an 'eternal being.'
However again, I was young and foolish. My decision would haunt me forever. I never thought that if I ever had friends I would still be alive and I would watch everyone die around me………that is true pain……perhaps even greater than the pain of loneliness……
Well, my first try at this forbidden art blew up in my face as too did the second…….but my third……succeeded…..and I became immortal. I could never die by age and my wounds would heal in a matter of seconds.
I was invincible………but the God of Death thought different………
That's where it started. Where my hell started…….when I lost my memory, most of my powers………where I was cast into the human world……..
Just because the 'Demon Council' thought my gift was 'too powerful.' When they found out about my experiments they planned to execute me like they did to My Uncle………But, I knew they were scared………they were scared that I would destroy them…….so they had to do something. Instead of execution, the Leader of the Council, Wrath, proposed they gave me a worse punishment. The Reaper Death Punishment where I was sent to the Lord of Hell.
They sent me to him. The God of Death himself where he ripped out my entire soul.
He was, intentionally, just going to mess around with me until he beat me to a pulp. However, that all changed when the tables turned and he was the one cornered hissing at me like as if I was a monster like him. It seemed that I was indeed very powerful and the God of Death came to a realisation that I was too dangerous to keep in his world. So, summoning his utmost power, the demon ripped out my soul with difficulty and then sent me to be forever exiled in the mortal world. His last words to me before his jutsu took full affect were:
"You truly are a prodigy in the making young Nightingale…….."
I'll never forget that cold, rueful, unforgiving, venomous voice that originally gave me the name 'Nightingale……..'
But now, I don't remember that name………my whole life prior to then is nothing but haze………..until I met 'them.'
Okay……..so this is my first Naruto story I have ever published here……I hope it's good 'cause I REALLY want to become an author in the future!! And…….I'm only thirteen so I wonder if this piece is any good…… Hmmmm……anyways Read and REVIEW!!
Make sure to check out them awesome stories I mentioned! See top of page, Author's Note, if you didn't read…