Demon Chronicles: Songfics for Naruto

Last Resort: Papa Roach

Disclaimer: Don't own naruto or this song.

A/N: This is the first in two songfics that go together. All my Naruto songfics will be here though. This is on Gaara.

Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fck if I cut my arm bleeding

'Mother, why are you angry?' The red haired teenager named Gaara thought. His sky blue eyes looked pained. The sand swirled angrily around him as he looked to the midnight sky. The full moon hung high in the sky shining it's bright light down on the poor boy. Snarls echoed in his brain and he cringed again taking a kunai from the pocket on his thigh.

"Do you want blood?" He asked no one. He attempted to slit his pale wrist but the sand formed an impenetrable barrier against the blade.

This is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces, I've reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fck if I cut my arm bleeding

He couldn't breath, couldn't think. A primal fury wracked his fragile form. There was no one around for miles except Temari and Kankurou. He couldn't kill them, wait he could he just shoudn't. He smiled a wicked grin etched on his face. He let out a horrifying laugh as he slowly stood.

This is my last resort...

'Just wait a bit longer mother.' He thought as he silently made his way towards camp. The small tendril of smoke from the fire rose into the night sky giving them no chance of hiding.

Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight? Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight, and I'm contemplating suicide

He saw Temari sleeping peacefully. Her blonde hair was out of it's ponytails and fell into her face. In the moonlight she looked just like him, just like the one person who Gaara had thought cared about him.

'Yashamaru.' The name flashed across his mind. The final moments of the older nin flashed across his memory. He cringed a beastly voice echoing in his head once more. He needed blood he had to kill. He wasn't sure he could bring himself to kill someone who looked so much like Yashamaru. That left Kankurou. That is since he couldn't kill himself and end his pain.

Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

He wished he could end the pain and the voices. He wished he could have someone end his pain or end it himself. That however thanks to his sand wasn't possible. He growled as as sinister chuckle escaped his throat.

'Kill, you must kill... The beautiful light will make the blood even sweeter...' echoed a deep grating voice. He remembered all the times as a child he'd seen the two run from him and fear him.

I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on my chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin?

Now he was a murderer, a demon, a monster. That was what they all said. He fell into a crouch and clutched his head letting out a scream. The sound was bone chilling and frightening to anyone who heard it. Temari jolted awake.

"Kankurou where's Gaara?" She asked. The puppet master shrugged not noticing the sand slithering up on them. Gaara knew this was the end. If he killed them then he'd lose it but if he didn't he would anyways.

It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and no love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but questions and devils

He growled as he dropped from the tree to the ground. He couldn't keep waiting, he had to kill now. He had been born a killer, everyone feared and hated him. His mother had died cursing him. He'd searched for love, hoped for love, and in the end loved only himself. He'd found a love in killing but that still left him questioning and living a horrifying life.

Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

Kankurou shook violently as he saw Gaara. The red haired boy has a malicious look on his face and bloodlust glinted in his sky blue eyes. He'd feared his little brother before but he'd never felt anything like this horrible dread he felt now. Something was horribly wrong with this night and it dawned on him what as he glanced to the sky. The full moon shone down on their camp in all it's radiance. The moon drove the beast in Gaara to kill and there was no one else for miles.

Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying

Kankurou stood and took off running. Gaara gave a hoarse and chilling laugh as the sand exploded into chase. Kakurou whipped Karasu from his back in an attempt to fight back. He knew he stood no chance but he had to try. As he ran a fear chilling his racing mind and soul he looked over his shoulder. Karasu was enveloped in sand and crushed. A roar echoed through the trees. Gaara had thought he'd caught Kankurou and was pissed. The puppet master held back tears as his beloved puppet and only defense was destroyed.

I ... can't ... go ... on ... living ... this ... way

Three Suna ninja reflected on their lives as one died, one gave up on life, and one let go of himself. This had been their fate from the start they supposed. There was no way to live with this sort of thing and come out all ok.

Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a fck if I cut my arm bleeding

Gaara grinned at the blood that coated his fragile pale form. The smile on his face didn't disappear.

'More!' Crowed the demon. 'I must have more. There's still the girl.'

"Yes, of course. Girls always have such nice beautiful blood." Gaara muttered as he disappeared in a swirl of sand. Wood and cloth lay on the forest floor as the only evidence of any presence.

Would it be wrong? Would it be right?
If I took my life tonight? Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight, and I'm contemplating suicide

He sighed as he watched her call his name. He was dead he knew that. He'd killed him. He contemplated finding a way to end his own life because he didn't want his excistance to end by completing his objective. The demon compelled him to kill and death it would get but very soon it would be Gaara's end it had at hand.

Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine

The sand crept around Temari and before she knew it she was bound. Gaara stood before her his face twisted in an animalistic fashion.

"Gaara please... I'm your sister. Please don't." She pleaded. How sweet it was to hear her beg for her life. He gave a laugh. There would be no one left to stop him. No one to soothe his pain and feed him false hope of things getting better.

"Go join Nii-san. Good bye One-san." He said making the hand sign. "Sabaku SouSou.." He said making his hand a fist. Temari's scream peirced the night and a black haired boy shot up in his bed. He had a bad feeling that something was wrong. Gaara laughed as he watched the blood rain down mingled with sand.

'So beautiful.. So very beautiful.' The demon cooed finally satiated.

Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying

"Watch out!" Cried a voice. A month's time elapsed too quickly. Gaara chuckled as he silenced the voices of those who he had deemed unworthy to live. Oh how Temari could have seen her dear Nara die in battle. He'd killed many of the genin he'd met at the chunin exams and only a couple remained. Uchiha and Uzumaki were his next targets. How the kitsune would be surprised to find that while Gaara appeared cured of his homocidal ways he'd had a massive relapse.

I ... CAN'T ... GO ... ON ... LIVING ... THIS ... WAY

"Gaara stop!" yelled a familiar blonde when he saw the Uchiha perish. Not even the sharigan could withstand a demons powers.

"Your all that's left." Gaara said his eyes fixed on the kitsune container. Then as the sand raced for the boy the battle insued.

Can't go on ... living this way
Nothing's alright!

Naruto sighed as he stood over Gaara. Blood dripped from the frail boy as he lay motionless on the cold ground. The full moon hung low in the sky as night began to end. The light had left sky blue eyes making them dull. Naruto spun a kunai in one hand a darkness raging in his normally peaceful mind. Everyone was gone. They were all gone because Suna had created a monster and couldn't control it. The fools had to pay. Kyuubi would be getting his vengence after all.

Fin

Poor Gaara...