This is the first installment in a fanfiction with my OC, Aika Yasuragi. Follow her as she makes choices that could change her life and the life of her friends- forever.

"I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'." ~William Shakespeare

The harsh breeze was nothing compared to the emptiness that consumed me. How quickly can intense pain turn numb? My theory was contradicted as i watched my fingers curl slowly, my nails scraping against the blood-stained wood. I couldn't feel, i was an empty shell. It was as if i was watching myself from outside my body. My mother's body lay broken beside me, her eyes watching me with a blank stare. Her lullaby still played softly in my head.

Midnight moonlight shining through the curtain lace

Paints a perfect picture on your perfect face

One sweet angel sleeping in my arms

You are the promise I knew God would keep

You are the gift that makes my world complete

And you'll never know how much I love you

But I'll keep on telling you my whole life through

Now I believe in miracles, and you're the reason why

So dream on while I sing you my angel's lullaby

As i looked at her, the words seemed almost cruel. She shouldn't be the one who died. I reached towards her and grazed her cheek with my fingers. Her warm skin made me shiver. I knew it was time to go, and in a farewell i closed her eyes. I rose to my feet and stepped over her body. I stopped when i came to my father. The aroma of sake still lingered in his presence, and it felt toxic to my lungs. His body was in tact, but blood spilled from his ears and eyes, which were shut from when he was fighting her power.

It was a shame that he got to keep his body while my mother's was bruised and beaten. His kunai that had drawn her soul from her very body lay in the pool of blood by my feet. I tore my eyes from the metal, flashes racing through my mind. I didn't want to remember, it threatened to bring that awful feeling back.

I walked to the open doorway leading to the stone road that ran through the Yasuragi compound. As i walked, i smelled smoke from a home i was approaching. I pushed through the unlocked door, and followed the scent. The stove was left on, a pot overflowing with angry bubbles. In a chair at the table was a woman i knew, she was the mother of a girl in my class. The pot screamed, ringing in my ears.

I asked her to turn off the stove, but she wouldn't move. The lid rattled as water splashed over the edge, searing my skin. I bathed in the warmth that drop brought me. I approached the stove, wanting more. A drop hit my arm, and i asked her again. She remained silent, and my curiosity turned back to her. I left the kitchen and stood by the table, eager to see if she was even awake. Who would fall asleep while cooking?

I placed my bloody hand over hers, warm like my mother's. I uttered her name, but she wouldn't open her eyes. I shook her and instead of stirring, she toppled to the ground, her tea spinning over the edge of the table. The mug shattered, glass shards cut into my ankles. My mind raced as i realized my mistake. I ran out of the house and made my way towards the gate. There was only one person who could help me.

I tried to open the doors at the gate, placing my hands strategically and pushing as hard as i could, but i was too small to move it. I called for help, but none came. I turned around and slid against the door, falling to the ground.

I noticed a figure before me, but they stood in the shadows. I called out, but they didn't move.

"Please, i need to leave"

"You cannot escape the fate that binds you"

"Who are you?"

"You don't recognize my voice?"

"Itachi!" I stood, relieved to find solace. He stepped forward, moonlight revealing his form. My face fell when i saw the blood that stained his uniform.

"You're covered in blood"

"It's the same as the blood on your hands"

"What do you mean?"

He didn't respond, but only walked forward and placed his hand on the door behind me.

"Itachi…"

He opened the door and left me. I took in what he said, and took off running. By the time i had passed through the door he opened for me, he was gone. The village slept soundlessly, unaware that when they woke up their world would have changed greatly.

I approached the Uchiha compound to find the gate wide open. Inside, bodies covered the floor. My heart raced as my feet pounded against the wet road. I had to know if he was alive.

When i reached his house, i found him crying.

"Sasuke" i reached for him, but when he heard my voice he snapped at me.

"Is it true?" he asked helplessly, searching my eyes. He didn't need me to speak, for the blood on my hands was enough. I began to walk towards him, but stopped when he spoke.

"Get away from me! I hate you!" he balled his fists and ran out of the house. That was the first time i cried that night.

Thanks for reading! I know it's a bit morbid, but i was in the mood to write it this way! Please let me know what you think and if you like it!