Prologue
Alo! This is Hime-sama with the fic that I previewed on my account! Since this is a solo fic, I am sad to say that my fellow authors will not be joining me in this chapter. However, you never know, they might just pop up and join me in the author notes. Therefore, always watch out for them. Remember, this is my first fic, so please be kind enough to leave any constructive criticism and other comments. That means, when I see a flame, I'm going to roast marshmallows on it! So no flames please.
This part is important so…READ THIS! This means thought. This is to exaggerate words.
Warning! This will be a yaoi between Naruto and Sasuke (NARUSASU) and there will be bloody scenes. If you don't like or you are too young, please click on the little arrow on the upper left corner to go back to your previous page. Also, the characters are incredibly OOC, after all this is in another universe.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do NOT own Naruto. But if I did, all the yaoi fangirls will find peace.
Now, onto the story!
It is said that all men have a purpose. Some believe that their duty is to worship the God, while others still search for the reason they live. Believe it or not, all these reasons are written in a book and in this book the Lord God has written a plan, one that has never failed, until now.
You see, there is also a reason why your mother is your mother. God knows what you need to grow wise, what needs to be sacrificed. A small miscalculation led his child to fall into the wrong hands; it gave the devil an opening.
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"Hey faggot! Get down here!" A woman's demonic voice screeched as his head snapped up.
Oh no. She's angry. He thought, slowly making his way down the stairs he grew to hate, the stairs he would go down whenever that was about to happen.
"Yes, mother?"
"Do you know what this is?" The woman said.
"It's a flower." He said, trembling.
"Yes! And it's dead! And why is it dead? Because you forgot to water it! You are just like your father, a killer! You're a killer!" The woman said, eyes bulging in anger and red from alcohol.
His eyes widened and a small gasp escaped his rosy lips as boney fingers gripped his feather soft hair and slammed his head against the wall. His so called mother let him fall to the ground with a thud.
When the woman left the room, he gently touched his head, only to wince and find blood on his fingers. He closed is eyes. He wanted to forget all this pain; but that would never happen would it. A long cold object wrapped around his neck, forcing him to look up at red eyes. It was as if he were staring into the eyes of a demon.
"Strip." She said.
He whimpered, knowing that he should listen if he wanted less punishment. He took off his shirt, exposing his skinny body, covered in scars that once used to be gashes, bleeding until he would pass out from blood loss. His pale skin was painted with crimson, coupled with an echoing crack that sounded throughout the house. Silent tears rolled down his cheeks. Seconds later, the tears that were once not heard, transformed into screaming sobs when the pain of multiple bloody cracks from the whip connecting with his skin coursed through his body. The hand of a crazy mother did what no mother should ever do. This hand, blessed by god with a child, was hurting that child it was so generously given.
"No more… Please…" Trembling words rolled off of the boy's dry tongue.
"Oh really, no more, eh?" the woman said, one somehow still elegant eyebrow rose.
The woman left the room, leaving a child, not only bleeding on the outside, but also on the inside. The boy of 16 lay on the bloodied floor that soon, he will need to clean.
Dear Father in Heaven please forgive me of anything I've done to deserve this. Oh Father, I know that you are very kind so please, I'm begging you, save me…
This boy, tainted by the sins of his father, prayed so earnestly to God as the woman that gave birth to him, entered the room once more, holding a bowl of hot wax.
The moon illuminated his face, twisted with pain. His dirty blond hair, plastered against his sweaty head and tears continued to wet his cheeks. Screams were heard throughout the neighbourhood. This scene was somewhat beautiful, moonlight on his face, wings clipped, unable to fly, this scene of God's fallen child, of Sasuke Uchiha.
…
At that moment, a sinister voice echoed, "all according to plan."
"If you continue to use that woman to hurt my child you will be sorry." A vengeful voice boomed from the heavens.
"No, it's your turn to fall."
Well? How was it? I'm sure all of you kinda enjoyed reading it, right? Please review and tell me if I should continue. If I am lacking in reviews, I'm only going to continue if I really feel like it
Anyways, you all know that I said that TammySwag will sometimes put up fics in my account? Well~, she has decided to put up her own account. Please search her up! Her username is TammySwag. Don't worry you won't be disappointed! She's almost as good as me! (Only joking)
Oh and if you thought that the reason he was punished was stupid, the woman is crazy and drunk, she would get mad at anything.
R&R please!