The basic idea for this story was my brother's, and I liked the concept so POOF! this fic was born! It's rated T for language and graphic violence with blood and gore. Okay people, enjoy my little story.

Disclaimer: n00b-masta2112 unfortunately does not own Naruto, so don't sue her.

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Chapter 1: The Prophecy

"You'll take this mission for me, won't you Sasuke?"

"Yes, Orochimaru-sama."

"Good. Leave tomorrow…early. Get to the Land of Snow and fast as you can. Sneak into Yukigakure, find a woman by the name of Tsurara Atae…and kill her. Bring her body back to me."

Sasuke cast his glance up at his sensei. "May I ask why you need this kunoichi dead?"

Orochimaru smirked. "She is not a ninja, Sasuke. She is a psychic, able to see into the future. Visions have been washing through her mind ever since she was born. I intend to discover the secrets of her fortellings."

Sasuke pondered this information as Orochimaru strode over to a desk and pulled a drawer open. He reached in and pulled out a single sheet of paper, worn from age, and unrolled it on the desktop. The snake sennin motioned for Sasuke to approach. He did, and they both hovered over the paper. On one side was a map into Yukigakure, and the other side was occupied with information on the psychic who was called Tsurara Atae.

Impressive. This girl aided her nation by foretelling numerous attacks on the village so their shinobi could counter fast enough Sasuke thought. He gazed at the small photo provided on the page. The woman staring out at him looked more like a little girl than a 19-year-old woman. Her silvery-blue hair was thin and shone brilliantly. Tsurara had the most amazing crystal-clear blue eyes that appeared to reflect Sasuke's image back to him, even though he was certain she had no clue he even existed. Not only were her eyes like mirrors, but they were so huge and innocent that they took up most of her face.

"Carry this with you. It will help you find her faster."

Sasuke took the paper from him and headed out of the room.

"Get out early…and don't come back without the psychic's body," Orochimaru ordered. Sasuke nodded and proceeded out the door.

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The next morning, Sasuke got out early, all right. He set out before the sun and leapt through the trees at unbelievable speed. By the time the sun had completely risen, the young Uchiha had already traveled ten miles. He continued to travel at this pace all day, and had been slowed down by the snow by sunset. While trekking through the slippery terrain, Sasuke wondered what Orochimaru planned to do with the girl's psychic abilities.

Soon, the outlines of buildings appeared against the rising moon in the distance. "Yukigakure, Village Hidden in the Snow," Sasuke whispered. He pulled out the paper and scanned its contents quickly. Stuffing it back into his pack, Sasuke activated his Sharingan and dashed towards the village at top speed.

He slipped past the guards with ease and wandered the sleeping town in search of Tsurara's home. After a short hunt, the predator had located its prey. Through a window, he saw a young woman with thin silvery-blue hair and large reflective eyes standing at a sudsy sink full of dishes, humming a sweet tune while rocking a baby's cradle with her foot. Sasuke's assumption was confirmed when he saw the family name 'Atae' carved into the wood of the front door.

The Uchiha barged through the front door and entered the tiny kitchen, kunai drawn.

Tsurara sensed his presence and stopped humming. "Sasuke Uchiha. At last you've come."

Sasuke gasped sharply. "What? How do you know my name?"

The psychic laughed lightly and removed her foot from the cradle. She leaned over and tucked the little being tightly under the blankets. "Silly boy. I've been waiting for you. I foresaw my death months ago, and have anxiously awaited your arrival."

"You mean…you were looking forward to me coming and murdering you?" Sasuke asked, confused.

Tsurara laughed again. "No, you fool. It is your destiny and mine for you to come and kill me. You see, when I was a baby, a very special gift was bestowed upon me. I was to be the messenger for an ancient prophecy. I was born to deliver a message to you, Sasuke."

"Me?"

The girl closed her eyes. "As I got older, visions of the future flooded into my brain…so many that I could've drowned in them all. My telepathic abilities had collided with other future events, leading to them all being projected to me inside my head. The village leader discovered this and used me to help Yukigakure. Eventually, I grew tired of being a tool and eagerly awaited the day I fulfilled my fate: To pass on the prophecy to the one it affects most…you."

"So all this time…you've just been waiting to pass on a message…and then what? What happens after you complete your destiny?

Tsurara opened her eyes. "I am discarded; tossed aside; a broken tool that cannot be mended."

Sasuke shook his head. "So…what is the prophecy you were meant to tell me?"

The psychic took a deep breath and recited, "Two brothers killed by the same hand, the younger an avenger of the older killer of the clan. Both will fall by the same five fingers, and neither soul in a good place will linger."

Sasuke clenched his hand around the kunai. "It fits…Itachi slaughtered our clan and I vowed to avenge them." The Uchiha glared at Tsurara. "How did you know?"

The girl stared blankly at him. "I didn't. That's the prophecy I've known all my life."

"Even before he killed them…she knew he would," Sasuke whispered to himself.

"You are going to kill me now."

Sasuke smirked and raised his kunai. "Yup." He lunged at Tsurara and stabbed her through the heart. She dropped to her knees and coughed up some blood. Sasuke knelt down so he was eye-to-eye with her. "I will deny your prophecy. Itachi and I can't die by the same hand, because no one will kill him except for me."

"Fool!" Tsurara coughed out. "One cannot escape his own fate!"

The young Uchiha yanked his kunai out of her chest. "Just watch me." She fell limp into his arms. The psychic was dead. Sasuke carried the corpse all the way back to Orochimaru's lair, and when he got there, laid her down in front of his master.

"Well done, Sasuke," Orochimaru praised.

Sasuke ignored him and exited the room. I have to kill Itachi soon…before the prophecy comes true…

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A/N: Alrighties, the first chappie is up! Tsurara means icicle and Atae means gift. Stick with the story people; it's going to get good!