The Oath of Brotherhood
The Awakening
First off let me say that I don't own Naruto and that this story is spoiler free. With the disclaimer out of the way I shall allow my story to begin.
Pain shot through his body, a harsh shock that forced his eyes open. A chill passed up his spine as he slowly rolled over on the ground. He took a deep breath in, but it didn't seem to satisfy his need for air. He slowly opened his eyes, which began to burn as the dusty air hit them. He was laying on the floor, it was made of cold, gray stone, much as the walls of the room that surrounded him.
Where am I?
He sat up and realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes, looking around he quickly found his old akatsuki robe. It was folded up neatly on the table, he could recognize it by a sewn up spot from a rip that the robe had attained during his fight with Sasuke. If it was sewn that meant someone had found him after the fight.
Aren't I dead? He put on the robe with out hesitation and stood up. Immediately he noticed the strange circle on the ground. It was perfectly drawn, with and elaborate symbol in it.
It was made of blood. His blood.
Searching the room he took note of his surroundings. It was a small area, the walls, floor and ceiling were made of stone. It it there was a table with a goblet of wine, and plate with a piece of meat. On the other side of the table was a plain wooden door. He cautiously tried to open it, but the door was barred from the other side. He tried kicking it open, but despite it's frail appearance the door seemed to be reinforced with chakra. He recognized the chakra.
If I'm stuck here, I may as well keep myself well fed.
He quickly devoured the meat and drank the wine, it tasted nonpoisonous, but he assumed that whomever had returned him to this world wouldn't want him dead again, not yet anyways. At least he was away from those dreaded plains... that harsh existence... the eternal punishment known as hell... but even the ideal of hell couldn't describe it. With nothing to do he decided to wait, laying down in a corner he went to sleep so that he could preserve his strength.
The suns beat down on his back, the sky was to bright to look at, but the sand beneath his feet reflected the light just as easily, he might as well have been blind. The desert stretched out forever in all directions, but he had to keep moving, lest the keepers catch him. He kept walking... his feet burned, to the point where the flesh on them was gone... but it wasn't like he could die... not in this place. He walked, that's all he did, that was he punishment, he had killed before, and that had opened the gate to Hell. He walked, it hurt but he couldn't stop, he couldn't let them catch him again.
NOT AGAIN
His foot was sucked under the sand he could feel a bony hand pulling him into the searing substance. Another hand reached out and grabbed his other foot. Skeletal arms reached out and grabbed at him slowly pulling him under. He tried to scream but the hot sand soon filled his dry throat.
He woke up in a cold sweat.
It was just a dream.
He had to escape, he knew that he couldn't go back... not if he wanted to keep his sanity.
Knock
"Can I come in? Or are you still asleep?"
He recognized the voice and glared at the door.
"Well?"
"What do you want Madara?"
"Oh please Itachi there's no reason to be angry I did resurrect you."
"Why?"
"I have my own reasons..."
"Damn it Madara, get in here so that I can finally finish you off."
The door swung open and a man in an akatsuki cloak entered. On his face he wore a mask with one eye hole and a swirl pattern on it. Itachi immediately tried to activate his sharingan, but soon realized that the eyes he was using weren't his own.
"Looking for these?" Madara held up a jar with two eyeballs floating in a glowing reddish liquid in it. "Your ability to use Susandoo is valuable, but don't worry I replaced your eyes for you, you just will have to deal with not being able to use sharingan."
Itachi smirked, Madara always had relied to much on his eyes, but the Uchiha prodigy didn't need his eyes to cast genjutsu, with a twitch of his finger where Itachi turned into a flock of crows and flew around Madara, in an effort to escape. In reality Itachi had simply walked by him, but Madara was blinded by the illusion. Itachi quickly ran up a flight of stone stairs which led into what appeared to be a dining hall, the area was huge, but Itachi knew that he needed to escape, Madara's power was as great as his own, and he knew that his illusions wouldn't last long when used against a sharingan eye. Not loitering the raven haired ninja ran out of the room and into a hallway, the place seemed to be a castle of sorts, but where it was he had no idea. Soon enough however he found what appeared to be a the main entrance and ran out of the building wincing as sunlight touched his pale face.
Back inside of the stone room Madara stood laughing at Itachi's escape.
"That's right Uchiha, run, and complete your purpose."
Itachi looked around, the area appeared to be a heavily forested area, most likely in fire country. He knew that he had to get his head together, to formulate a plan on what to do, otherwise he knew that he never would truly escape from Madara. He began to run through the forest when about five miles away he saw a girl (about 20) walking through the forest. He took a moment to hide himself and tried to figure out who she was. He knew her, she had went to the ninja academy with him (although he didn't know her for long do to his quick progression). He dropped out of the tree he was in and fell directly in front of her.
The girl looked at him and a surprised look came over her face.
"Itachi!?"
