Chapter Two
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Chapter Two
Daisuke was sucked into the tear in space, and it quickly sealed shut behind her. She was flying through a void of contradictions. It was hot, it was cold, it was empty, it was full, it was white, it was black. She couldn't truly describe the environment she was flying through, and just when Daisuke though her mind was going to snap, another rip opened in front of her and she flew through it. Thankfully, she didn't impact with the ground very quickly, and got to her feet.
She surveyed her surroundings and gasped in horror. She was in what looked like a small town, but that wasn't what terrified Daisuke. All around her were dead bodies, bleeding from various slashing injuries. Some of them were badly burned, and others had limbs twisted at odd angles. Her Sharingan activated reflexively and burned the image into her mind.
"What… could have done this?" she gasped. She hadn't expected anyone to answer, but a voice behind her spoke.
"I did." Daisuke whirled around, and saw a young man in his teens. He had black hair in a pony tail that went half-way down his back, and was dressed in odd grey armor. He had a sword of some sort on his back, and his face had prominent lines. However, what really caught her attention were his red eyes, eyes that she herself had gained months ago. He drew his sword, clearly preparing to end her life. However, his eyes rose to meet hers, and he did a double-take.
"What?" he muttered to himself. "You possess the Sharingan? But how, I don't remember ever seeing you in the clan." At the end he was no longer talking to himself, but demanding answers from Daisuke.
"I… I…" Daisuke stammered out, unable to string coherent speech together in her terror. Quickly, so quickly in fact that she thought it was her imagination, Daisuke saw a slightly softer look cross his face before he returned to steel.
"Know pain and fear," he told her, his voice cold enough to freeze metal. He lifted her chin up so that their eyes would meet, and she saw the three tomoe in his eyes elongate until they formed a shuriken-like shape. "Tsukyomi."
Daisuke felt like she was falling, and then she hit the ground with a grunt. She got up and looked around, and saw that the village she had just been standing in had been altered. Everything was red, black, or white, and colors that used to be light were dark, and the other way around. "See and feel the fate of your family and legacy," a voice intoned from beside her. She whipped her head in that direction, and saw her tormentor standing there. Instantly people appeared in the streets and the man beside her leapt forward, sword in hand.
She saw him take a handful of shuriken out of a pouch by his side, and hurl them quickly at some of the people standing to the side of the street. The shuriken lodged themselves in the throats of his targets, who fell to the ground, gurgling white blood. He proceeded to cut down a few more with his sword before others appeared in front of him, seemingly out of nowhere with only a blur marking their arrival. One of them blew a fireball at the attacker, who seemed to, at the last moment, switch places with one of his enemies who screamed as he was engulfed by the sphere of fire.
The attacker placed a hand at his mouth, and a rapid barrage of smaller yet much quicker fireballs flew from his mouth, pelting his opponents. As they cried out, he moved too quickly for Daisuke's eyes to track, Sharingan or not, and cut them down with his sword.
The scene continued in much the same manner; a massacre. No one could stand against this strange man. At one point it looked as if he would finally be overwhelmed when with a cry of "Amaterasu" black flames burst from his eyes and reduced his enemies to ash. Through it all, Daisuke stood, shaking in horror. She wanted to turn away, but for some reason couldn't. She couldn't even deactivate her Sharingan, and everything she saw was seared into her mind forever.
After it seemed like only Daisuke and the man were left standing, he turned to her. "Die." With a swing of his sword, he cut across both lungs and he rib cage. Daisuke fell to the ground choking on blood. The pain was agonizing, she'd couldn't muster a coherent though, only one word going through her head.
'Why…' she vaguely thought to herself. A second later and she blinked. She was standing up again in the strange inverted world, but there was no pain or injury on her body. In fact, there were no bodies at all, even in the streets that should have been painted with blood by then.
"Seventy-one hours, forty-five minutes left," the man's voice, suddenly coming from her right, said. And then the whole event repeated itself, again and again and again. 287 sessions later, she finally dropped out of the twisted world.
Daisuke fell to the ground, collapsed and sobbing. She was barely cognisant, and was steadily losing what consciousness she had left. She vaguely heard the man talk again. "My name is Itachi, child. If you want revenge, grow strong. In order to possess my strength, you must kill your best friend. Then and only then can you begin to match me." With those words said, Itachi disappeared in a blur. Daisuke's world collapsed into blackness moments afterwards.
An undetermined amount of time later, Daisuke's eyes slowly fluttered open. A person who looked like he was in a medical outfit was holding his hand above her head. The hand was glowing a soothing green-blue color.
"Ah, you're awake," he said quietly and took his hand away. "Try to relax; you've been out for three weeks." Daisuke started at that.
"Th-Three weeks?" she stuttered weakly. "But why…" Daisuke broke of her question and choked as memories came rushing back to her. She began to hyperventilate, and the medic immediately started attempting to calm her down.
"Listen," he urged her, "you're safe now, he can't get at you." He continued to reassure the frantic girl until Daisuke's breathing began to slow down again.
"Where am I," she asked quietly.
"The Konoha hospital."
"Konoha…" she trailed off softly. "What's that?" The medic stared in disbelief for a moment.
"You don't even know the name of the village you're in?" Daisuke managed a slight pout.
"I-I don't even know how I got here!" she protested. The medic was about to respond, but stopped himself. After a few moments, he spoke again.
"Now that you're awake, the Hokage wants to see you." Seeing the blank expression on her face, he clarified. "The Hokage is the leader of Konoha. He wants to probably get your side of the story." Sympathy crossed the medic's face as Daisuke whimpered. "Try to relax," he urged her softly.
The medic left, and about five minutes later, an elderly man with a strange, diamond shaped white hat and white robes walked into the room. He smiled in a grandfatherly manner, soothing Daisuke's nerves.
"You're the young girl who was caught by the traitor," he half asked, half told Daisuke. She nodded.
"Yeah, I was attacked by some guy named…" she trailed off and shuddered before mustering her courage. "I-I-Itachi." The Hokage sighed.
"Yes, we have gotten a report from the other survivor of the massacre, a boy named Sasuke Uchiha. He woke up a short time ago, and was the younger brother of Itachi. What is your name child?"
"Daisuke," she answered shyly. "Daisuke Motomiya." There was a pause.
"Who was he? And why did he have those red eyes?"
The Hokage sighed. "His name is Itachi Uchiha. He was a member of the Uchiha clan, known for their powerful visual bloodline, the Sharingan." The Hokage stopped speaking for a moment. "The Uchiha clan is very famous, it is odd you haven't heard of them before. Where have you come from Daisuke?"
"I-I came from Odaiba." She waited for a second, hoping he would recognize the name. "It's in Japan?" she added hopefully.
"I'm sorry Daisuke, I have never heard of those places. At the very least they aren't in the Elemental Nations, our current location. How did you get here?"
"There was some strange kind of portal that sucked me in into a void and I was spat out here. Where he was," she finished, looking at the ground and shaking. The Hokage put an arm around her shoulders. He sat there for a second, clearly thinking this information over.
"I am sorry for your pain. I do not think that I can get you home Daisuke, and if I'm correct, it may not be possible at all. It sounds like you somehow crossed space and time to reach this place."
"What do you mean? W-Why can't I go back?" demanded Daisuke in desperation.
"You are in a different dimension Daisuke, assuming that you told me the truth. I'm sorry, but there's no reliable way to cross over dimensions." The eight year old girl spent a few minutes crying, tears running down her face before the Hokage spoke again, hoping to distract her.
"I must admit that I'm curious about why Itachi didn't kill you." Okay, not a good topic change, but he was honestly curious. "Did he say anything that might have caused him to spare you?" Daisuke was about to shake her head when she realized that he did say something just as she was falling unconscious.
"He told me to come and kill him one day, that I should kill my best friend and obtain his eyes," she told the Hokage with a hesitant voice. The Hokage's eyes hardened.
"So that's his game," he murmured to himself so quietly that Daisuke couldn't really make out the words. Aloud he said, "Don't worry about it Daisuke, only someone with the Sharingan can obtain the eyes he was talking about."
"You mean this?" Daisuke asked curiously. She activated her Sharingan and looked at the Hokage. Upon seeing her red eyes, he spluttered and coughed for a few seconds. "What?" Daisuke asked obliviously.
"How did you get that Daisuke," the Hokage asked seriously.
Daisuke cocked her head and looked at him in confusion.
"I was attacked and then suddenly my eyes changed. It happened a couple of months ago."
"But how? How can you have a Sharingan if you didn't even come from this dimension?" the Hokage said aloud, speaking to himself. "Daisuke," he began, looking very closely for signs of lying. "Did you really arrive in this place the way you said you did?" Daisuke nodded. He leaned back with a sigh. "What a mess." There was an awkward silence for a few minutes.
"Daisuke," he started, "are you willing to become a ninja?"
"Why" she asked nervously. "Isn't that dangerous?" The Hokage nodded grimly.
"It is. However, as a wielder of the Sharingan, you are in great danger either way. The Sharingan is greatly coveted by other nations. If word gets out that you have it, and trust me, word eventually will get out, a lack of training will be one of the worst things that could happen to you. Please consider it. You may be in danger more often, but you will know how to defend yourself from the enemies that will inevitably come after you."
Daisuke thought for a few minutes, reluctance all over her face. "I don't want to go through that again," she pleaded the Hokage softly. A look of compassion crossed his face.
"Most ninja never have to deal with a trauma like that Daisuke. And if you do face it, everyone in this village will help you through it." Apparently the Hokage's words reassured Daisuke, as she nodded with a slight smile on her face.
"Then I'll become a great ninja so no one has to go through the torture that I did."
The Hokage nodded, pleased with her resolve. However, there was another matter that needed to be worked out. "Daisuke, do you want people to know that you have the Sharingan? It will be safer if they don't, but that way you won't be able to practice with it very much."
Daisuke sat there for a second. "I don't want to get hurt or get others hurt." The Hokage nodded.
"Let's keep it quiet for now then. Until you get stronger, hiding your Sharingan is a good idea. However, you'll need a cover story for now and later when you reveal your eyes." He thought for a moment. "Let's try this. You come from a family that lives outside of Konoha and is very distantly related to the Uchiha clan. You were the first member in generations to unlock the Sharingan, and your family planned on taking you there for training. However, the family was killed by bandits and you only survived because of your Sharingan. From there you made your way into Konoha and happened to be in the Uchiha district as Itachi was killing everyone there. The rest is history." Daisuke had a blank look on her face.
"What?" She asked in confusion.
"You don't have to remember all of it, but try to keep it in mind," the Hokage told her with assurance. Daisuke nodded.
"Okay. How much longer do I have to stay in here?"
"You'd have to ask the nurses Daisuke, I do not know. However, while you are in here I will set up a position in the Academy for you." He stood up. "I will see you again shortly to finish arrangements. Good bye for now Daisuke."
"Bye," she echoed. Daisuke then looked out the window. "The Academy," she muttered to herself, "I wonder what that will be like."
End of chapter
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