A Demon from Heaven: Prologue.

A rolling breeze whistled by a large vast valley occupied by a teenaged girl and a burly grey wolf. The young girl had long brown hair that dangled to her midback and bangs that fell lazily over her hitai-ate leaf headband. Her blue shirt depicting a rather familiar insignia, that of clan Uchiha. A nervous look in her blue eyes, she turned down to the wolf. She emitted a long exasperating sigh looking directly at her partner Arashi,and tooka seat on the ground beside the wolf.

"I cannot believe how long it's been, Arashi. Ever since the Uchiha massacre, I remember that night so clearly," She muttered recalling images of her past.

Flashback

Taraka, age seven, carried an immense grin upon her lips as she ran around the park of the ninja academy with fellow students and new friends. It had been a humid afternoon; the final minutes of being in the academy on the day fell upon the children who eagerly awaited to leave. Taraka sat upon the academy's steps awaiting a few friends of hers, Hyuuga Hinata, Haruno Sakura, and Yamanaka Ino. She had wanted to spend the afternoon with them before she had to go home, and was given permission to by her mother.
"Hey!" She cried as she saw her friends walking out of the academy to join her. Hinata looked to her lower left hand corner, fidgeting but returned. "H-hello." Sakura and Ino however, were bickering over Sasuke. She rolled her eyes, and walked with her friends to the park in which they spent many hours playing in the park.

As dusk began to caress the skies, Taraka, had to leave to go home where her mother had been awaiting her. She bid her friends farewell and headed home, as obscure clouds rolled on in. A tingle ran through her spine and she quickened her pace; something felt wrong. She ran faster, faster...

The Uchiha district had been littered with what seemed to be millions of corpses covered in a thick crimson blood. Tears streamed down her face, as she recognized two figures that lie emotionless of the ground: her mother and father. She bellowed out, feeling her heart shatter, and she began to run through the district, crying hysterically.
KRACK!
She heard a bone cracking noise, and the scream and clatter of a corpse to the ground. She cringed and quickly ducked down in the pile of corpses, her body became soaked in blood, and she shut her eyes tightly to hide from it all. This had been the only means to her own survival...
After hours of lying motionless in the pool of blood, she shifted from her spot on the ground, and crawled from the corpses shuddering. She started to roam around the district with tears in her eyes. A group of men and women with masks and swords stood in a group discoursing ahead. The young girl cried, and started backing away until she bumped into one of them. She looked up to meet eyes with a silver haired man who held his mask in his hand. He smiled softly to the crying girl and picked her up. Taking her away from the horrible mess...
End Flashback

"I was awfully lucky Kakashi-Sensei had found me, and you too. I would have been all alone here, but you were injured too." She muttered more, mindlessly stroking the wolf. He looked up fully understanding her painand whimpered slightly. The wolf at the time had been a puppy and left to die from it's own pack. Kakashi had given it to her,as a pet to comfort her when she was alone.
POOF!
The Uchiha's head shifted up to a masked man who appeared before her carrying a book and a rather pleased look upon his face. The Uchiha smirked and stated, "You're late Kakashi-Sensei..."
The man scratched his head and smiled through his mask, "Well Taraka you see, I got lost on the path of l--"
"You used that one yesterday, Sensei," She stated bluntly, before a she changed the subject on him. "Well?"
"I've spoken to the Hokage, Tsuunade-Sama has given you the permission to return to the Uchiha district once more..."
"Hnn.." She smirked and closed her eyes, until he spoke up once again.
"Eh hem...as I was saying the only condition is...you cannot do anything about Oorochimaru and that curse on your neck. Above all though, you are forbidden to look for Itachi."

Taraka let her gaze shift back to him, her smirk fading. Revenge is what she had wanted for such a long time now; hiding from the village and training alone had already been painful enough.
"I understand." She responded dully, picking up her pack and whistling for Arashi to follow at her heels. Kakashi led her to where she truly had belonged...the village of Konoha.

A/N: Well everyone, this is but a prologue to one of my new stories, please review. I know you flamers like to flame, but please do not flame.