--Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
--Yay my second fanfic :D Now from an innocent Sakura to a blood thirsty and cryptic one. Let's see which I do better?
--Aw, review guys because if I don't get lots of reviews I won't have the will to write T.T
--Warning: Gore, Language and Sexual content (Lemons in the future chapters)
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Chapter 1
~Re-Dawn of the Dawn~
Gray filled the entire room. The room was gray, its walls were gray, and even the sky and the rain that poured from it were gray. Everything seemed like something from a scene in a monochrome television, save for the light shade of blue and an amber glow in her eyes. Konan leaned near the window sill, eyes stoic and straight faced. Her Akatsuki cloak was still and did not flutter with the wind like her blue bangs and the flower petals in her hair.
"You're quieter than usual…," A deep, velvet, feminine voice called out from across the room. A figure moved in the shadows: slowly, fluidly and eerily.
"I'm just thinking," Konan replied with a soft voice. She stared straight at the figure, a piece of paper in her hands. She heaved a sigh, "How is it going?"
"Hmph, it is going fine. I just need to do your leader anyway then I can leave the rest to him, isn't that right?" The same feminine voice said through the shadows.
"Yes, he can use his life jutsu…" Bluish gray eyes did not waver. Konan kept her gaze fixed on the figure opposite to her. She did this to prove that she did not fear the woman across her—that Konan was more to fear than the other female.
"You better not be lying about this, Konan." A sneer pierced through the shadows.
"Are you threatening me?" Konan's cold eyes narrowed at the woman opposite to her, "I do believe that I should be the one threatening you."
"You're not all that, Amegakure's Konan. You're strong, I'll give you that, but not strong enough." The unknown female smirked from her shade and taunted the blue haired woman who refused to argue anymore.
Neither said anything after that. The rain filled the silence. Amegakure was the same as ever: rainy, wet and dreary. Even with their former leader dead, the rain did not cease to fall.
"I'll go check on Pain," the woman in the shadows broke the silence and turned on her heel. Hands reached for the doorknob, but were stopped when Konan spoke.
"You really are different. It makes one wonder what happened to you…Haruno Sakura, apprentice of one of the sannin: Tsunade." It was now her turn to taunt Sakura.
For a moment, the clouds outside parted and a shred of light entered the room. It shooed away the darkness to reveal pink hair and a dark blood-red cloak draped across Sakura's shoulders. Gloved hands tightened to a fist before she grabbed the doorknob, "That's former apprentice of the former sannin. And as to what happened to me, that's none of your business." With that, she turned the knob and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
"None of my business she says…" Konan slightly cocked her head to the side, "…and here she is reviving Pain…"
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Sakura stormed into one of the spacious rooms of Amegakure, the Akatsuki main building. Furious, she slammed a part of the wall and created a crater into it.
"Angry, we see?" A dark chuckle erupted from somewhere. Such a venomous laugh could only come from one person: Zetsu's dark half.
"You've retrieved them all Zetsu?" Sakura demandingly asked from Zetsu. Her poison-like green eyes shot at Zetsu who was taken aback.
"Y-yes…Deidara's was the hardest. We had to find a way to piece him together. Though his partner, Sasori, whom you destroyed, was also hard to—"
"I don't care about what you did about it. I care about if you did it. Now shut up, you're giving me a headache," She pulled back and placed a lock of hair behind her ear. Sakura's pink hair had grown a good length. It reached a part of her back and was still continuing to grow. It wasn't that she forgot to cut it; she had simply grown tired of having short hair. It was something of the spur of the moment—or so she said to herself.
"Heh, I like her," Zetsu's dark half said to his lighter half, "She's meaner than Hidan," his lighter half argued.
"God damnit, would you just shut up?!" Sakura hurled a piece of the ruble from the wall she destroyed onto the plant-like creature. She sighed, the throbbing in her head subsiding, and headed further into the room until she reached an area where markings were written on the floor with something crimson. The markings were in the shape of a circle surrounded by several writings. In the middle of the circle was a bundle wrapped in white cloth.
"That's leader sama isn't it?"
"Yeah it is" his white half said after staring at the piece of rock embedded into the wall.
"No it's not" Sakura let her gaze linger at the confused two before bending down towards the marking.
"What? But we thought—" When they picked up Pain, however they looked at it, it was their leader.
"No…that's not your leader, that's Pain" Sakura stated bringing her hands to her mouth and biting her thumb to draw blood.
"I don't understand," Zetsu's white half spoke taking a good look at the body, "What's the difference?"
Sakura turned her attention to the plant-like man, "You don't get it, do you? That isn't your leader because I'm your leader now." She looked away and began doing hand seals. "…and you're all just tools…" With her final words, she thrust her hands into the ground which began glowing a light green color.
Zetsu fell silent and found himself staring amusingly at the ninjutsu Sakura was performing. But, perhaps, this was a forbidden jutsu.
Sakura stared with dull green eyes the flashing of the circle, "Just…a…little more…" She said through her wincing. After a long period of concentrating chakra, Sakura let herself stumble. With her remaining energy, she kept herself from falling onto the ground.
"Fuck…!" She cursed feeling her energy drained. Wobbling, she stood and watched as the bundles of fabric began moving. Suddenly, there was a harsh jerk and the fabric was ripped open to reveal Nagato in all his living greatness.
Zetsu grinned and approached their leader, "Pain, nice to have you back" he had his arm extended but Pain was hesitant. He just stared at it with his gray eyes before deciding to stand up on his own. He was dressed in his Akatsuki cloak. Zetsu deduced that Konan clothed him before placing him into the fabric bag.
"Pein—no—Nagato," Sakura called out. She stood, though she had little energy left, looking determined and intimidating. If she was to conquer the Akatsuki, she first had to conquer their leader—former leader now.
"Who are you?" Pain rose up and stared at Sakura in all her determination.
"I'm the one who brought you back."
"Why?"
"You are under me now," Sakura said through her bluntness.
"Hmph, no girl—much less a teen—would be able to lead me," Nagato walked towards her with his intimidating stature. However, because of indifference or her own confidence, Sakura didn't falter. She stood upright and refused to let his intimidation get to her.
"Well, Konan seems to oblige with me being leader…" She smirked, "But if you need proof," Sakura's emerald eyes narrowed to show the dark glint in her eyes, "I wouldn't mind doing giving you hard, concrete evidence,"
Pain snorted and turned away from her, "I have no interest in becoming leader now that I died and failed in my purpose."
"Heh, what, did I scare you?" Sakura had a hand on her hip, "But this is better. I don't need to kick your ass."
Pain glanced at her before speaking, "What's your name?"
Sakura felt her lips turn down at his casual tone, "Haruno…Sakura Haruno…but should just call me leader sama"
Pain averted his gaze towards Zetsu before looking back at Sakura, "So what is your reason for bringing me back from the grave?"
At the thought of why she brought him back, Sakura felt one side of her lip twitch up, "I need you to resurrect the rest of the Akatsuki"
At the mention of Akatsuki, Pain fully turned to her with a curious gaze, "And why would you need the Akatsuki organization?"
Sakura's eyebrows furrowed as she began to turn away from him, "That's not important. Do as what you're told, Nagato." She said his name with a stern tone that the normal Sakura was incapable. But, then again, she wasn't normal Sakura.
That Sakura was dead…
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"Nagato is back?" Konan asked as Sakura shut the door behind her.
"Yeah…he's working to bring back the other Akatsuki," Sakura didn't bother giving Konan a glance as she walked down the hall.
"Where are you going?"
Sakura didn't stop. Instead, she spoke with a careless tone, "none of your business…."
Forcing her numb legs to move, she staggered her way to her room. Hearing the click of her lock, she made her way to her bed and collapsed on it. She let out a heavy sigh before her hand reached out for her pillow. She grabbed it, shoving it into her face to cover the little light that managed to escape the curtain's shade.
She felt her weakness—her fragility. And remembering her vulnerability triggered a chain of memories that she did not want to remember.
"Sakura! Get everyone out of here!" Tsunade screamed from outside the halls.
Darting outside with a child in hand, Sakura made her way through the sea of panicking citizens. At last, she came upon the bomb shelter specially created for the citizens. The child was the last of the remaining people, for she had gotten everyone out even before Tsunade urged her to do so.
"Haruno!" Kiba, riding Akamaru, landed a few distance away from her, "You better get to Naruto, hop on!" His face was serious. But, who wouldn't be especially in a time of crisis?
Quickly, Sakura jumped onto Akamaru's back before the ninja dog dashed away, "What's wrong with Naruto?" She asked, her emerald orbs filled with worry. Her best friend—her brother— something had happened to him?
"Naruto's fighting him now…" Kiba didn't glance back at Sakura because he could already tell from her silence the expression on her face.
"Kiba kun, do you think you can bring me there faster?"
"Akamaru's injured and he's going as fast as he can already," Kiba said through gritted canines.
"…gomen…" Sakura whispered. But, behind her defeated whisper were exasperations of being unable to come to Naruto's aid sooner.
Sakura felt her fingers squeeze the pillow. She was aggravated and if it weren't for the numbness in her legs, she would've probably kicked her bed hard.
"Naruto!" Sakura jumped of Akamaru and sped off towards the blonde. All around her, bombs exploded and buildings crumbled. Never in her life had she seen such immense destruction laid out before her.
Naruto gave out a groan as he raised a hand to stop Sakura from coming closer. He grasped his chest; his breath was hard. With one final scream, he began transforming into his kyuubi form.
Sakura unconsciously placed her fingertips on her mouth to prevent the tears and muffle the scream. But, what came next forcibly tore at her vocal chords.
Behind her, Kiba and Akamaru let out a moan of pain as they fell to the ground. Akamaru was the first to still. He was already previously injured and the explosion behind them was the fatal blow to the ninja dog.
Sakura knew Akamaru was lost to them, but Kiba was still alive. Her medic nin instincts kicked in as she rushed towards Kiba's side. His back had was burnt and he had three holes through his body. At that point, it was a miracle that he was still able to move let alone breathe.
"A…ka…maru…" He desperately called out to his dog, but this was a lost cause.
Tears formed in Sakura's eyes as she let her green healing chakra pass through Kiba, but in the back of her mind even she knew it was useless—Kiba was dying.
She let out a pained moan as memories flooded into her brain. The screams…the pain…the tears…the death…
"Kiba!" Hinata, Kiba's teammate rushed into the scene with tears cascading down her paled face.
"Hinata…I'm sorry I—" Sakura tried desperately to try and bring Kiba to consciousness, but it was Hinata herself that stopped her.
"Sakura chan…i-it's okay…h-he w-would've w-wanted to j-join Akamaru…" Hinata was about to give her lost teammate a moment's silence as tears ran down both their cheeks when something made Sakura and she bolt up.
"N-Naruto kun!!" Hinata saw her beloved change into the form she hated the most.
The Kyuubi form Naruto had eight tails waving behind him like snakes waiting to strike. Naruto launched it at his opponent, but the opponent easily dodged it.
Hinata, brimming with worry and fright, launched herself towards Naruto. It was noble—and stupid.
Sakura caught Hinata by the shoulder, "Hinata! What are you doing?!"
"B-but N-naruto kun!! He n-needs h-help!" She struggled against Sakura's strength, but they both knew it was a futile attempt.
"You can't go in there! You'll die!"
"Hinata!" Both girls turned when Shino came into the scene, his bugs trailing behind him.
"Shino kun, take Hinata, Kiba and Akamaru," Sakura ordered in her urgency. Handing Hinata to Shino, she dashed off towards Naruto's side.
The light faded in and out of her room. The light danced on her ceilings creating shapes and figures unknown to the pink haired girl.
Again, Sakura was making her way towards Naruto when a chain of explosions sounded throughout the entire Konoha. Sakura was stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes grew wide as several bodies flew from different directions. Sakura felt her heart stop when the figures that lay before her stared at her with wide-eyed dead expressions.
But what made her blood go cold was not the fact that dead bodies sprawled before her; rather, it was who were the dead bodies before her.
…Ino Yamanaka stared at Sakura with pale blue eyes, her blond hair now dirtied and her white skin was cracked with scars and burn marks…
…Shikamaru Nara, genius of Konoha, had his hair undone. His neck had a large gash and his body bore two holes through it—one through the heart…
…Chouji Akimichi's appearance was gruesome. His body looked as if he had only managed to half complete his jutsu with an oversized hand here and a thinned leg there. Plus, his body held much more holes than Shikamaru…
…Team Asuma had put up a good fight till the end…
"HAHAHAHAHA I KILLED THEM!!" A deformed man with canons strapped to his back jumped into the scene before her.
Sakura, who was caressing her dead bestfriend's hair, turned up to stare at the deformed figure. With anger seething through her, she curled her fists and prepared for a battle.
Sakura let the pillow slide off her face as she stared at the ceiling and its dancing lights. The lights bounced off the ceiling and reflected into her venomous green eyes that were once filled with the brighter joy in life.
Sakura held her side. She had fallen and the only supporting her was her working knee. The other had been badly damaged and she had yet to succumb to its numbness.
The deformed 'thing' gave out a menacing life before aiming his canons at her, ready to deliver the final blow.
She shut her eyes, ready to accept her fate just like Team Asuma. From behind her, she could hear Naruto's growls and the thuds of his tail as he fought fiercely with his opponent.
His opponent…Naruto's opponent…their opponent…
…Sasuke…
Sakura winced as she heard the canons go off and the wind around her tense with its force. But, moments passed and the impact—her death—had not come. Careful, she opened on eye and let out a scream when she realized Rock Lee was standing before her, bloodied and dead. His face…Sakura hardly recognized his face afterwards.
Following after Lee came Tenten and Neji who suffered the same fate as Lee shortly after arriving.
What did Sakura do? Why couldn't she move? She was paralyzed by the series of deaths that occurred. But still, did it give her the right to blank her mind?
Sakura turned over and lay on her front so her back faced the ceiling. Her mind was wandering somewhere between sleep and reality, but hardly stayed anywhere.
Another set of explosions rang out and a large thunderous wave collapsed the few standing buildings. Then, more explosions rang out as the deformed figure sent out ranged shots at the farther buildings.
"Juugo!" Some white haired man with a toothy grin appeared shouldering what appeared to be Zabuza's sword. He was about their age, but Sakura could tell that he was responsible for the waves because he looked like a mist shinobi.
"Haha look I kill them" the deformed creature, whose name was apparently Juugo, praised himself.
"Yeah yeah…Oh I killed some shinobi over there."
Sakura, who hid upon the arrival of another figure let out a silent scream when the white haired man brought out a pair of sunglasses, and a bracelet Sakura had given a close friend of hers along with Ino and Tenten.
It only meant one thing: Shino and Hinata were gone as well.
Sakura felt her knees give in as she mourned over the loss of her friends. Her mind spun and she felt her senses becoming lost to her.
Her friends were dead.
"Sakura!" Sai, Yamato and Kakashi came rushing into the scene. Barely herself, Sakura could only stand and watch as the white haired man, the deformed man and her teammates initiated a fight.
"Ugh…" Sakura tugged at her long pink hair, "…it hurts…" She muttered referring to the pain in her legs. But, obviously, she meant much more than her lower limbs.
The battle seemed to drag long. Sakura, finally coming to her senses, healed herself and eventually joined the battle. Now, the only capable shinobi left, Team Kakashi fought to protect Konoha from these unknown people: A white haired man, deformed man and, as she eventually stepped in, a red head with a bad mouth.
Well…not all of them were strangers to them…especially their leader.
Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned into hours as they waged on. Buildings were torn down, and injuries were inflicted. But, one thing was for sure, one of them would live and other would die.
Sakura punched the ground below as Sai launched another set of dragon-lion like things. Yamato let wooden branches erupt from the earth and Kakashi sent out his ninja dogs and a surge of chidori. But, even as skilled as they were, the opponents were formidable.
The white haired man they later found out was named Suigetsu, as predicted by Sakura, had amazing water skills. The man named juugo had a taste for destruction. The red head, who was apparently named Karin, had the ability to read chakra.
A jab here, a ninjutsu there, a set of waves crash, electricity binds with water—the battle between these three shinobi and team Kakashi intensified with every move.
But, like a string, it had limits. Eventually, the string would surpass its limits and succumb into the force of the pull.
And that's exactly what happened.
"KAKASHI SENSEI!!!" Their teacher, their mentor, had fallen to the ground with a last strike effort from the man named Suigetsu. Sai and Yamato had fallen before Kakashi, though it was hard to believe and now lay dead with the rest of the members.
Karin was knocked unconscious sometime within the battle and Suigetsu and Juugo were left—though both were tired.
Sakura panted with deep breaths, and sweat trickled down her entire body. She was tired, but she wouldn't show it.
Silently grieving, she charged at Suigetsu and Juugo. Chakra fueled into her fist, she managed to land a punch at Juugo who hit Suigetsu and were sent a good distance away. A smirk managed to crawl up her face, but it quickly disappeared when her thoughts raced back to Naruto.
She spun around only to find Naruto And Sasuke charging at each other. It was very much like the scene at the hospital years ago. Only, Sasuke was in his full form, chidori in his arm and black flames encircling the chidori current, Naruto had managed eight tails and had a huge rasengan in his hand, and there was no Kakashi to come between them and save the day.
They drew closer…
…And closer…
…And closer
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Sakura dashed towards the two, but by the time she got there, it was already too late.
"NARUTO!" Sakura bolted up. She let out quick and hard pants as she attempted to slow her quick beating heart. Hand on her chest, she felt as if her heart was going to jump out of her chest.
"Had a nightmare…?" Dark Zetsu suddenly appeared through the wall with a taunting smile on his face.
Sakura felt her brows furrow at the two faced man, "Shut up,"
"Heh, short tempered now, aren't we?" the other half said.
Sakura ignored his taunt and changed the subject, "How are the Akatsuki?"
"Actually, we came to tell you that—"
"Pain's finished the process"
Sakura quirked her brow up, "That fast?"
"I don't think you know, but you've been asleep for a day now since you stormed into your room…"
"I was out that long?"
"heh yeah…"
"We wondered if you were dead so we came to check in,"
"Gee, I bet you're disappointed aren't you?" Sakura was sarcastic, but Zetsu was indeed getting on her nerves.
"Actually, we're relieved. If you died, there'd be less to watch…"
Again, Sakura did not listen. Instead, she stood up and headed out her door towards the summoning room where she first revived Pain.
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Several figures stilled amidst the dimly lit room. Five of them sat on the barren floor while two others stood separately.
"Fucking—and I finally gave up struggling in that dirt hole!" A rough voice yelled, breaking the silence that once filled the room.
"The last thing I remember…was blowing up, hmph, and going into the light, hmph. So why do I wake up and find myself back at the base, yeah?" Another figure who sat spoke.
"That's a very good question," Nagato spoke from his corner. He stood next to Konan whose blue-gray eyes were staring curiously at the five who sat on the ground, "That even I am wondering about…" Nagato 's gray ringed eyes turned to Konan expecting her to answer.
Konan met his gaze, "Zetsu went to get her already…" it was a brusque answer. She left no room for questions save for one:
"Her…?" A voice softly asked in the darkness.
Then, as if on cue, the door banged open. The five figures had to look twice to see if the long pink strands that erupted from the door was all an illusion. But, they were wrong. It was as real as the breath they drew with each inhale.
The vision of pink that stood in the doorframe was a painting of irony. Pink, the color for beginnings, rejoice and beginnings, painted not what it usually meant; instead, it painted anger, sadness, and destruction, for the woman that stood before them had a face which said she was ready to kill.
Sakura stormed into the room. Her long pink cascading locks moved with her movements as she walked to where Nagato was, "It was a success?" Her voice was feminine however one heard it. But, there was something about it that sounded so…un-feminine.
"I think you can see the results for yourself…" Nagato glanced at the five on the floor.
Sakura followed his gaze, and, seeing it was a success, smirked. Her smirk reminded those sprawled against the floor of a cat—no—a lioness. It was so distinct, the way her lip tugged upwards. Her emerald eyes, so much like a ferocious feline's, gazed up and down as if inspecting them. After a few moments, she took a step and began walking towards them.
Her gait was confident; each stride was huge and sure. Most women they knew would walk while being conscious of their outlook and even their resident Akatsuki female walked in a graceful, demure manner. But, she did not.
The five stared up at her as they sized her up. Indeed, she had an intimidating atmosphere. But, since they were the Akatsuki, they felt little if not nothing of her dragoon vibes.
"And who the fuck are you?" A shred of light entered the room and revealed silver hair. He sat half-naked like the rest of them with only fabric to cover their lower body.
Again, that lioness smirk appeared on her face.
And for a split second, the foul-mouthed silver haired man scowled. Long slender fingers stretched towards him. And he, sensing some sort of danger, pulled back. However, a brisk movement that displayed his fear only made her smirk grow. "I see…a bad mouth, silver hair and…" Her black painted fingernails trailed against his chest and caressed his Jashin necklace, "…a Jashin cult necklace…Hidan, right?"
Hidan could only stare at her.
She gave a low chuckle, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"
When Hidan did not speak, she shrugged off his silence and moved to the one sitting beside him. Venomous green eyes met poisonous sea colored green. "Stitches…that's an easy one, Kakuzu the bounty hunter, am I right?"
Like Hidan, Kakuzu did not reply. And feigning ignorance, she moved onto the next.
"Red hair—" She paused and she smiled for the first time, "…I remember you…"
Sasori gave her a bored gaze before his brows furrowed, "And I remember you…" He spoke casually.
"Of course, how could you not? I'm the one that killed you…well…back then weak old me killed you." She laughed. Of course, that was an insult. If she was weak then and was able to kill Sasori, what did it make of him?
"Sasori danna, she's the one who—" But he was stopped when the pinkette stood in front of him with a scowl on her face, "You look like her…" She whispered. Her sea foam green eyes stared at him as if she were staring at someone completely different.
"Who…?"
She didn't answer. She simply stared into his blue eyes, "Deidara if I'm not wrong." She said it differently from the others. It was a quiet voice, remorseful and just…sad.
Sakura had expected the heavy feeling—she hated it—in her chest to go away, but it didn't because she found herself staring into the dark obsidian orbs that she didn't want to see. Her face grew grave…and angry.
"Itachi…Uchiha" Her voice was raspy. Anger seethed through her voice like the word 'Uchiha' was some taboo. Her fists clenched before she whirled away towards Pain.
"Very good, Nagato. I suppose they should get dressed before anything else. I'll leave them to you and Konan first…" Sakura didn't make eye contact with anyone. She turned around and left through the door. As she swung the door open, Zetsu stood outside the door.
"You look pissed off…" Dark half Zetsu was grinning from ear to ear, but Sakura just scowled at him before taking off.
Sakura darted down the halls and ended up in her room once again. She spied her katana on one side of the hall and she grabbed it. She unsheathed it before releasing the built up anger in her chest. She hacked and slashed at the walls until her she released everything. Free of the heavy build on her chest, she slumped to the floor, her hand sliding down the wall with her. She panted, her other hand tightly wound on the handle of her sword.
In the dark room where the rain poured out from outside, Sakura had summed up her anger, hate and sadness into one word and etched it onto her room's wall:
KILL
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--So angsty… xD I think? I'm trying to go for a heavy atmosphere in Koori no Sakura. xD Kinda contrasting my Tabula Rasa ideals . So this is slightly an intro to everything. Pairing doesn't come out, and I hope that I can have the ability to write out the things I want to express in this story. xD
--Next Chapter: What happens now with the Akatsuki alive? Will they listen to her? Why did Sakura revive the Akatsuki? Why couldn't she have just revived her friends? And what happens with a certain Uchiha Itachi is interested our heroine because of the look in her eyes?
--Madam Obscurum, "And in the darkness she carved out her heart…"
