Hello! This is a different version of Sasuke's story, loosly based on "Mr. Vengance".
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, Shippuden, Mr. Vengance, or any of their characters. If I did, Itachi and Jirayia never would have died. T.T
To properly explain what happened, I need to go three years back.
I'll never forget that evening.
At the time, I was in ANBU Black Ops, my older brothers squad. I was fifteen. The youngest at the time, but not the youngest there ever was. That was my brother. He was captain at thirteen.
My life was perfect. It was a beautiful summer evening. Buildings wererose colored because of the sunset, the smell of freshly mown grass was in the air, and my wonderful family was waiting for me at home.
"I'm home." I said as I walked through the door. I kicked of my shoes. Itachi always made it home before I did, even though we usually left from the same place at around the same time. Today, He left long before I did without explaining why. It wasn't out of the ordinary. He never really told me anything. His shoes weren't there.
That's when I noticed the silence. Usually you could hear my father and my brother talking or my mother doing the dishes or someone cooking dinner. There was always some kind of noise, especially at this time. Perhaps everyone was upstairs?
The second I reached the top of the stairs, I noticed blood on the floor. As if someone had a wound and the they were walking through the house and it was dripping on the floor. After further inpection, it seemed as if the injured person had been running. I began to worry.
I pulled out a kunai and followed the trail of blood to my parents room. I slowly opened the door and entered the room.
Nothing could have ever prepared me for what I saw there.
My fathers body was on his bed. He was obviously dead. He sheets which were previously white had been stained red.
The trail of blood continued though the house and led to my room. My mothers body was on the floor next to my bed, which was covered in blood.
"No no no. Mother. Father. NO!" I cried.
Shisui, Itachi, and I were the only ones left alive. Shisui was injured and was able to tell me who did it. I didn't need him to. I knew. He just confirmed what I already suspected.
Three years ago. When everything was ruined in a moment. Damn Itachi. After the funerals, Shisui and I swore we would kill Itachi.
We spent three years trying to locate him. Two months ago, Shisui found a lead. A group ANBU had been investigating called Akatsuki. I was was to meet Shisui near the base o he could give me some important information. It was to dangerous to go alone, So I brought my best friend Naruto, one of the most talented jonin in the village. Not the brightest kid, but he could be serious when he had to be.
We were getting close, and the feeling hit me like a bullet.
Okay! For this story, Itachi is evil. I know that he isn't but for the sake of this story he has to be. I hope this chapter got you interested! Remember to...
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