A Monster Since Birth

by sinner95

This is my first story. Ever. Be gentle :)) It portrays the life of Tsumibito. She is Orochimaru and Kaya's daughter. How she developes when she is being seen as a child, a monster, a family and a friend at the same time and why being a monster isn't that bad. I suppose I'm not good with summaries... Rating M just to be sure. I don't know what i'll create. A little dark.

1. Chapter 1 Being born

Well, hello there! It's the first time I'm writing anything in my life! Hope you'll enjoy. It's a fact that English isn't my maternal language, so I'll beg you for forgiveness if I make mistakes. And I'll appreciate if you tell me if I do.

Thoughts

Chapter one - Being born

Push a little more- the nurse yelled. – It's almost out!

Kaya was in pain. Pain not caused by the birth, no. It was caused rather than by the fear of seeing her own children. Will they be like him? Will they even look like that thing? Yet she was the one to be blamed if they did… She didn't want them. She used Him for getting power and revenge. He outsmarted her a bit and used her for breeding. Was he as stupid as to really like her? Did he believe that she would live with him in his "forever" world? Was he really using her or worse, did he believe in her?

Here it is! The second one is a boy and it looks just like you.- the nurse said happily. – It's about time you looked at your children! Here are they!

And then Kaya saw them. Moon and sun. Light and darkness.

The first- the girl, was strikingly beautiful. Dark hair. Porcelain skin, right proportions. High cheekbones. Black eyes with yellowish spice. Eyes that scanned her mother too smartly for a newborn. She was not crying. And the way she moved- as if examining her surroundings. And the feeling of Him around her.

Kaya hated her. Hated her for what she reminded her of. Of her failure.

Her name is Tsumibito. She is her father's child, not mine - she spat. – The nurse looked shocked.- She is the same as him. A monster in human form. Just look at her- she is already thinking of how to use others for her own sake.

The second one- the boy, was all red, a little wrinkled and crying his lugs out. It had green hair and grey baby eyes. It surely looked like her. A smile turned on her lips, never reaching her eyes.

His name is Kusa. He is the very spit and image of me, isn't he? – I'm not taking any risks though. If there is the slightest chance for that boy to turn like the father… No, I'm going to give it a go. If he's worthy he will come to me after a while. A letter it will be. When he turns 10 he will be able to read it. And he'll understand if he's not too corrupted by then.

With that on mind Kaya went to a dreamless sleep. She left the unknown village's hospital in the early hours of the next morning. She didn't hurry though. After all, she was returning at home. Her mission was completed. With two small flaws though. Kaya had never felt emotions different from hatred until now. These things she spawned wouldn't make her feel anything. They should not. After all she was a tool. Danzo would be happy. Traitors needed to suffer, didn't they?

I'm sorry, I know that's short. I'll do my best to make chapters longer.