I do not own Naruto/characters etc etc.
"All life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other."
H.P. Lovecraft
Prologue
House of Cards
They were gone.
They were Dead.
His family.
He was the one who found his mothers and sisters body. The little house in the forest outside of the city was not only safe, his mother had said when she had bustled her two children out of the low end apartment, but there was even room for a real garden. The boy and his sister had pretended that had to be the reason they were moving. They were good at pretending. The had pretended to ignore the Dark looks at the stalls in the market. They had pretended the numerous times the front door with its nine slash marks and brands that were the Kanji for demon were not there. They had even learned to not flinch when the random brick would slap against the window shutter. They were good at pretending.
It was an horrible accident the Sandaime had said to him when they had pulled him three days later from his home. A wild animal of some kind, He had assured the boy. But, he couldn't meet the boys eyes when he said the words. The way his eyes had shifted to the ANBU on either side of the boy told volumes of things that could never be written.
The boy had found them. The bodies of his family. He could still see it. It wouldn't leave his mind. He came back from the academy in the early evening after a long detention and had found his mother first. His mother body had been in the backyard next to the garden she loved. First he had blushed that his mother was lying out there with no clothes. Then he became concerned when she did not answer his normal hello. Her face was down in the dark soil of the dirt. Her arms wide, legs spread eagled in the cold evening air. His skin broke out in goose flesh as he slowly walked out the back door into the back garden.
Then Eternity passed.
He gave a slight shake and noticed it was completely dark outside the window. Wait….window. This was his sisters room. He knew because it had the numerous silk screens of the Famous and Most wanted Kunoichi of the elemental nations. He turned to dark form in the bed and whatever comment he would normally make about his sisters posters died in his throat as he took in the small hand on the floor. Hand. Singular. 'Oh kami', He thought. He saw his sisters …body on the bed. He became numb.
He had put his mothers body in her bed because that was what she had done whenever he was sick or in pain. He then dragged his sister in as well so he could take care of both of them easier. He sat there for 3 days until Ayame; a close family friend had payed the residence a visit and found the boy sitting next to a bed carrying on conversations with the two corpses in a jaw clenching, matter of fact tone that had the young girl running from the house screaming for the Uchicha police.
Then others had come.