Sasuke´s POV
As soon as I left the Hokage´s room, I was taken swift but firmly into the prison of Konoha.
The guards seemed uneasy despite knowing I wouldn´t fight back. It didn´t matter though, I knew what I was doing, and as I descended to the lower levels of the cold and unforgiving concrete catacombs that would be my residence while I awaited for my trial, I kept looking forward, scanning the environment.
This place really was a lame excuse for a prison. How did they expect to keep the most vicious and dangerous S-Rank criminals locked up in here? Every idiot, except for Naruto maybe, could easily create a diversion by using the huge amount of dust around the cells to make a simple but effective blinding jutsu.
"Here we are boy. Now get in" – one of the tall guards yelled at me as soon as we reached the last and probably coldest part of this labyrinth. The man quickly stepped backwards in hesitation when I fixated him with my onyx orbs for a second before calm and gently entering the cell.
As soon as the metallic door was locked and the guards left, abandoning me with my thoughts I quickly laid on the ground staring at the outside through a small breach in a wall. I could easily break it and escape, but that would be too easy and probably would ruin all the fun to it.
*FLASHBACK*
"Very well Sasuke-kun, I knew you would one day come to me." – Orochimaru, the treacherous ninja leader of Otogakure, the sound village declared through his sick and sadistical smirk as I passed him, heading towards the fortress where my training would begin. The training that would make me strong. The training that would allow me to finally kill Itachi and avenge my fallen clan.
"Whatever Orochimaru, shut up and let me begin my training." – I coldly interrupted, apparently disturbing his lackey Kabuto, but causing no negative reaction in his master
"You know Sasuke-kun, you should treat Orochimaru-sama with more respect since, after all, he will be the one guarantying your progression as a ninja" – the grey haired medical-nin with huge round glasses whispered at my ear before jumping backwards as soon as he noticed my usually dark orbs had acquired a crimson colour.
The Sharingan was truly a blessing, only possessed by the Uchiha, but I needed to make it stronger, I had to turn it into Mangekyou, or else all this would be in vain and Itachi would easily beat and destroy me with his already matured powers.
*END FLASHBACK*
I sighed as I remembered the aftermaths: I became stronger than Orochimaru himself and disposed of him as soon as I had the chance. Then my life continued to go darker and darker as I reunited a group of his former lackeys to form a team I decided to name Hebi (Snake) due to our quick but lethal methods.
There were five of us: myself; Suigetsu, a boy ambitioning to possess all the swords of the Swordsmen of the Mist; Karin, that annoying little bitch who kept on harassing me although she knew I only allowed her to live due to her chakra detecting abilities, and finally Jugo, the usually calm and soft giant, but when out of control, a merciless and blood-thirsty killing machine.
……….
After I eliminated Itachi, however, the team lost its purpose and I was forced to abandon them and run away, since Karin would never stop chasing me in her annoying stalker-like attitude, and Jugo, as he seemingly liked me too much…you see, I reminded him of his deceased best friend, Kimimaru, who died in a desperate effort to protect Orochimaru, the only father figure in his life, although the leader of Otogakure never really gave a damn about him, only seeing him as a puppet who would do anything for his owner.
……
After a few good hours reflecting on my life and what it had become, I turned to the side, bored before sighing with a slight bit of tiredness in my voice as my eyes slowly closed and I was involved in a deep sleep.
I quickly entered dream world…but there would be no dreams that night…only nightmares would follow….
"FATHER!! MOTHER!! WHERE ARE YOU?!" - A younger version of myself screamed desperate while running through the empty halls of the Uchiha compound searching for my parents. My mind was torturing me by forcing me to relive the Uchiha Clan Massacre, the night where my whole family was murdered.
As the young Sasuke stumbled through the final hall, where my parent´s bedroom used to be, he hesitated, already guessing what would be awaiting him as soon as he opened the door
My
father was lying on the floor, blood pouring out of his almost fully
severed neck. My mother was standing on her knees; her soul had
already abandoned her bloodied body.
I stared at the endless
darkness at the end of the room, hoping to find the monster who had
committed this atrocity. As I started to approach the end of the
room, lighting illuminated it and I was able to see, to my pain and
horror that my own brother, Itachi was standing on top of my father´s
corpse his eyes shining in a threatening and menacing crimson tone.
I tried looking away, not wanting to stare at the horror, not wanting to believe my brother had done this, but his red moons had caught my gaze, and before I knew it, the room had turned red, time had stopped, but the torture was only beginning.
He showed it all to me…my father…my mother….my uncles…cousins…my entire clan and family…how he murdered them, how he ripped their bodies apart, how be burned them, how he chopped their heads and members off…how he cold and mercilessly ended their existence…
Then he lunged towards me, and as his blade was about to hit my neck, I woke up, screaming my lungs out in horror, desperation and with all the pain I had felt in my life, before calming down…Itachi was dead…but the madness was just beginning…
