Precious Treasure of the Uchiha
Summary: For centuries, a child Madara took in lived with the Uchiha clan and was loved above all treasures. But in this day and time,the clan is wiped out, only one remaining. Read on as Naruto tries to solve the murder of the clan and the disappearance of Itachi all the while protecting the last living Uchiha. How will Sasuke cope in the world of immortals?
I hissed as I got another scratch from sharp claws and my current opponent howled in delight like a dog. I jumped away from him and tried to make the hand seals for the fire technique my father taught me before he died but he was faster and I grunted as he slammed into me, sending me to the ground. Not far away, I saw my companions having similar difficulties. They had not expected the clans to make a move like this, nor this soon. They were not ready, not that I blamed them. I should be stronger by now! I shouldn't need to be protected!
I managed to shove dog breath away from me with enough force to make him skid a few feet away, but he was on his feet in seconds. I did a little back flip and landed on my own feet, ready for the fight that I knew was far from over, no matter how tired we were. The guy grinned, showing off his canines and I grit my own teeth, my breaths coming out in heavy pants. I had been using my eyes too much and I have been relying on them to make my body move faster, but that had only put undue stress on my system and I had tired out faster. If this didn't end soon, we would all get killed.
Well, I will, as my companions were unable to die. Yeah, they were immortal, imagine that. They were warriors who were granted immortality so they could protect the world from evil spirits and creatures that still roamed the earth or were summoned by foolish people. They called themselves shinobi, the order having started and been formed out of great ninja villages centuries ago. My three companions were immortals for over a century now, but they were still struggling from these still mortal shinobi. Immortality was something a warrior choses at one point in their life, not something that was promised by entering the order of shinobi. Or so I was told. So far, there were over a thousand Immortals created every decade, as many strong warriors either feared death or wanted revenge, though there were those who simply wanted to live or to complete something. It was irreversible, so the last reason was a little stupid to choose immortality for. What would they do later?
I grunted again as I blocked yet another hit. This was getting ridiculous. We didn't stand a chance because of the sheer numbers against us. It was four against twelve shinobi, two of them already immortals and two from a very strong clan that has been a rivaling clan to my own for centuries. No one knew why they had such dislike for us, or we for them, but it was simply there and we couldn't stop it now, as it was apparently too late. I don't know what they want from me but this was not an isolated occurrence. They were not the first to go after me. No one at the HQ wants to tell me why, but I could make the educated guess that it's because of the clan.
My family's clan has been around so long that its roots remain unknown. The only other clan that was as old as mine was all but wiped out a long time ago, only one remaining, although there were members from a sister clan that would continue down the blood. As for my clan ... I am alone. Everyone I have ever known and loved was taken from me in one night. Well, not really. My nii-san had survived along with me, and it was only thanks to him that I'm still breathing. However, he died in a plane accident, shrouded in mystery to this day, three years ago, when I was thirteen.
My life, which had already been hard as an orphan, only got worse from then on. I found out that my nii-san was an active part of this organization called the Shinobi Alliance. They were the organization I was talking about earlier with one leader, the best in a generation, called the Hokage. Godaime was currently the leader of the Shinobi Alliance, a woman named Senju Tsunade. She was the member of that other clan as old as mine. The organization took me in after they found out what happened to my brother. His body was never found, or any other body from that plane accident, so I never felt as if I had said goodbye to him, even with that beautiful funeral they had helped me make. I had stared at the empty coffin and wondered how to go on without that one last look at my precious nii-san's face.
I never let go and my heart to this day hurts for my older brother but it would seem I won't hurt for much longer. It would appear that today is my day to die and join my family in the great world beyond. I just don't have the strength to continue fighting for much longer.
One of my companions, Sai, was thrown at me and the both of us skidded ten feet across hard asphalt, gaining new bruises and cuts. I heard a snap and Sai hrunting and wondered just what the gell he broke and how screwed up we were now. Sai was a far better fighter than the other shinobi that appeared my age. He was part of an ANBU organization within the Shinobi Alliance known as Root and they were rumored to be some of the best fighters in the Alliance. I don't know much about them, or Sai, for that matter, but I do know that Sai is startlingly similar to me in appearances except he is way paler, his hair is close to his head and his eyes aren't like mine. Besides, he often likes to dress strange, making many people think he was either weird or gay. He used to have a guy he considered an older brother but he died on an assignment before the two of them could become Immortals. Sai joined Root after that and no one knows his history since.
The other member of the three shinobi currently guarding me and getting the snot beaten out of us was a girl named Haruno Sakura. She was a medic trained by Tsunadd herself, the best healer in the world, both present and past. She had pink hair and emerald eyes, always dressed in red and often carrying around black gloves with her. Why? Because she has amazing brute strength that can destroy rocks the size of a skyscraper with only one punch. She became a shinobi when she was twelve and trained until she turned sixteen, when she almost died and her master turned her Immortal, since Sakura had expressed a desire to forever be a part of the shinobi world. She was assigned to look after me, along with Sai, a few moths ago, as new transfer students at my high school.
The third member was the oldest. He was known as Jiraiya of the Legendary Sannin, a group consisting of him, Tsunade-sama and one other guy, Orochimaru, who I won't talk about now. The three of them were known and feared far and wide for their amazing skills and all of their students became famous shinobi. He was currently being attacked by the Immortals, a mother and daughter from the same clan as the guy fighting me, and he was holding up barely. Apparently, one of them had stabbed him with some injection and whatever it was, it was messing with his body real bad. Sakura was successfully being kept away from him by the two from my clan's rivals, so we couldn't help him.
We were at our limits and it won't be long before we're finished off. We were running out of options and out of energy. Unless we get some backup in the next few minutes, we're goners. I don't know if they'll do anything to me but the dog breaths wanted me for experimentation while those two were sent to kill me and they made a deal that the dog lovers can keep me as long as they kill me after they got everything they wanted from me. The sick grin on the mother's face scared me. I was not in for an easy death by her hands.
"Sasuke-kun, you should run," Sai said from my left and I looked over to see that he had broken his right arm, meaning he won't be able to fight, as he uses some ninjutsu by drawing things and bringing them to life. It was pretty cool but I would always prefer fighting head on. "We won't be able to hold out any longer."
"I know but I'm not leaving." No way in hell was I going to run and soil the name and honor of my clan. No way in hell was I going to disappoint my nii-san and run like a coward.
"This isn't the time to be prideful, brat!" Jiraiya yelled when he landed beside us with a grunt. "You need to get the fuck out of here before they kill you." His two opponents were on him as soon as he got to his feet.
"Damn it!" I cursed as I scrambled to my feet when I saw my own opponent charging at me like the beast he was with his partner, a beast clone or something. I don't know enough about it all to be able to tell if it was ninjutsu or a henge. I barely dodged him but it put me further away from Sai and Jiraiya and now I was all alone. "Where is Kakashi when you need him!?"
The dog lover slammed into me and I went flying into the air, landing hard on my left arm, hearing a crack. I cried out as my arm was broken and the kunai I was holding clattered to the ground noisily. My three companions' heads snapped around and I distantly heard them calling my name through a fog in my mind. The brunet I was fighting stood a few feet away from me, an animalistic grin on his savage looking face.
"You know, it's a good thing that the experiments can be done after death, too. I really feel like spilling some Uchiha blood tonight." And with a roar, he and his beast clone started spinning, their claws out, so fast that they resembled a giant, living drill that moved too fast for me to get out of the way. All other fights stopped and I heard three voices yell out "SASUKE!" All I could look at was the fast approaching killing blow.
Before it connected, I saw a flash of fire from the corner of my eyes and then everything went black.
