I laid my head back against the pure black wall, feeling the cold depth of the darkness around me. After spending years here I've gotten used to it. Sasori walked in with a light smirk on his lips. I glanced over at him then turned back to staring out the window. The moon is full tonight.

"Sakura we need you to watch this tonight. We have another child from your home town downstairs. Don't you want to see him suffer? Your eternal beauty would give him one last moment of happiness before he dies torturously." Sasori told me with his enchanting voice. It used to work on me when I was younger but no more.

"I will be down there soon. Please remember to keep my door unlocked." I said curtly and stood up while walking up to the closet to pick out something to wear. I found an elegant plain white dress that seemed more like a nightgown. I chose it for my appearance with the child.

My room seems small in comparison to everyone else's in this mansion. There are no lights, and spiders all over the place. This dark cruel place is my home. I was snatched away when I was a child by these people. To be accurate my parents abandoned me.

I slipped the dress on and placed white slippers on my feet knowing that it would give me a silent grace that would fit this scene. I walked swiftly down the staircase outside my door to greet the boy from my home. The Akatsuki decided to kill everyone in the village, one by one, in order to atone for their abandonment of me.

Once I saw the child to be killed my lips pressed together slightly. I then smiled gently and walked up to the boy. He had short spiky black hair. I could tell he was Itachi's younger brother. They never seemed to care about each other… I didn't know he came from my village.

"You will die tonight, young child. I hope your life was grand." I said softly leaning forward to kiss his cheek. The boy looked up at me desperately and reached his hand out. I took it and glanced over at Hidan and Kakuza who were ready to end his life horridly. His scared eyes and pale cheeks did nothing for me, since I have seen much more like it. He deserves it after all.

"Please don't let them kill me!" The child begged. He appeared my age, and I could tell he was cocky before coming here to die. I wonder how easily this child was kidnapped or what he was doing at the time. Then again I don't really care.

"I am unable to do anything." I replied and closed my eyes and hummed a soft lullaby. Once I opened my eyes the child was crying as Hidan and Kakuza dragged him away from me. His death won't be swift and there will be nothing left for anyone to reclaim later, just scattered pieces. I could sense Tobi appear before my eyes flashed to him beside me.

"You took longer than normal. Are you trying to become a bit more merciful Saku-chan?" Tobi asked looking at me innocently. I could tell he had a jolly rancher in his mouth and warheads in his pockets, indicating that he was a tad bit hyper today.

"A bit more cruel if you ask me. I guess this is just another way to tear apart my soul." I answered knowing how much more this answer would satisfy him. Tobi is a good boy until he finds someone to kill. Then he becomes demonic and cruel.

"I loved how you did it this time! Tobi's such a good boy but he could never do that!" He grinned as I turned away to go back to my room. Pein will punish me if I stay out here for too long. Before I could even get three steps up the stairs Sasori rushed into the room with a boy in his arms.

"A new recruit?" I asked knowing he couldn't be one to be tortured. We only do one a month. The boy had long blonde hair and dark eyes. He looked like a girl to some extent but I could tell he's definitely a boy. I also knew that the boy had killed before. It is his eyes. They're cold but also understanding and far older than they should be, and among all that these dark orbs are hollow showing he has taken more than just one life.

"This is Deidara. Pein wants him recruited. Apparently he has special skills involving bombs." Sasori replied. It was obvious he didn't care for the bomb part though. I can't say that I care much either. Before I could move an inch the boy looked up at me.

"You look beautiful but sad. I wonder if that's why you're the angel."