Chapter 2: The Broken Uchiha
Updated Author Notes: Hey there, welcome back! The second updated chapter is out! About it for new notes but on the bottom, next chapter will have way more that I'll need help with. End of updated notes. Now this chapter will mainly focus on Sasuke and his situation in Woodsbury. Now you get to see some badassery happen without jutsu even being used!
See you at the end! I hope you enjoy :)
Woodsbury
If you were to ask around the elemental nations, most of the civilians would tell you that shinobi don't sleep. Or that they do in a bizarre way, like with one eye closed and the other open, for a lack of a better simile. They hear stories of assailants attempting to kill one ninja in what they thought was their moment of vulnerability.
However, the civilians thought that they're shinobi, so they weren't at risk. In their minds, before the no-name enemy can reach its sleeping victim, the sixth sense that all ninjas have makes them wake up completely and immediately. As a result, they can stop its attacker with flashy movements so afterwards they can give a monologue of 'Ha! You thought you could trick a ninja!' and then it's over for the would be assassin.
The truth is not as fantastic as that however. Or at least, it is with elite ninja. They don't have a sixth sense like most assume. The thing is, when one is used to death, battles, and ill intent being thrown in on a daily basis as if it was nothing (and in most cases, is nothing), your subconscious evolves in a way that can recognize these things without trouble. It knows the feeling and that's where half of the reflexes come from: experience; the other half being brought by old, plain training.
One won't suddenly wake up and go all ninja if they're just some genin wet behind the ears who hasn't seen a true battle yet.
Coincidentally, Sasuke is not one of them. His training with Orochimaru made sure he was always attentive of his surroundings, without caring if one was up or asleep. That's how, even if he's unconscious and his body hurts all over, he still can detect ill intent. Someone's trying to kill you, his mind screams out.
He isn't awake yet, his mind still foggy from pain and lack of rest, but the adrenaline is already flowing through his system. His eyes are open so his sharingan is quick to react and process the information he sees but yet his still clouded brain can't quite comprehend. He lets years of reflexes do his bidding and grabs the arm of the person holding the knife, leg moving to kick the person's stomach with all the strength he could muster; even if his ribs protest from the movement.
The result is the person is now doubled over on the ground. The knife now being held in his hand. Another person scrambles backwards, leaking of fear and Sasuke, who stands up despite the pain, hits the back of the knife against the fearful man's nose before sliding a foot under the person so that he falls to the ground.
There's another man who is pulling some sort of weapon from their waistband, but he gets interrupted mid way through the action as Sasuke quickly slips behind the man. His left arm was gripping the man's weapon away from him while he pointed the knife to the man's jugular with his right arm.
It's over in less than ten seconds and it's not until pain shoots through his left arm, the one holding the man's weapon, that he wakes up completely. He swears he's able to hear his bones grinding against each other alongside his loud heartbeat and he holds a wince back. Definitely something cracked in his left arm.
"…Thought ye said he wasn't going to stand up for a couple more days, doc," the man on the floor, who got kicked by Sasuke, wheezes. He still seems to be trying to catch his breath from the kick.
The supposed doctor, the one radiating fear, holds his own nose in pain, only to grip said nose check the damage; there are tears forming in his eyes from the pain, but he still manages to answer, "He's purple all over and has bruised ribs. His arm is beyond broken, it's not supposed to be working for crying out loud!" So, he was right about the sharp pain in his arm then.
"Young man, it'll be best if we sit down and discuss this situation. You don't want to do something you'll come to regret later," Says the man that he had hostage, nodding slightly to the knife on his neck.
Sasuke would scoff, but it's beneath him. He has the situation in control, he's not the one who will lose here. "Who are you?" he asks calmly.
His memory is vague, all he remembers is sealing Kaguya, watching from the sealing take place from a distance, going through an open portal, his hand trying to reach Naruto before looking to the side to see a mass of red energy, who most likely was the Nine Tailed Fox, being thrown away from the blond, and then… pitch black darkness. One thing he's sure of: Somehow, it's Naruto's fault.
"May we know the name of my kidnapper first?" At Sasuke's pointed glare, the man continues, "You're in Woodbury, young man. A safe haven from the horrors of the outside. We're secured here and none of those monsters can reach us. Not even if they're inside. There are more of our people than just us, boy. In this community, we protect our people and if you think you'll be able to walk away from here alive, you're sorely mistaken."
There's confidence in the man, an arrogance that rubs Sasuke the wrong way, but if his guess is right and he's in another dimension, he needs information. He doesn't know how this world works and what's happening. What are these monsters the man mentioned? Are they truly powerful creatures or something he can handle easily? He needs a secure place to heal his wounds, build up more chakra, and rest.
But most of all, he needs the knowledge to survive in this new world.
Pressing the knife a little tighter against the man's neck and leaking some killing intent, Sasuke whispers, "I don't think so." The other men in the room go tense, sweat starts forming on their foreheads and there's palpable fear in the air.
Sasuke is injured, tired, and possibly a step away from chakra exhaustion. Yet, his mind is sharp; honed-battle experience still intact. His sharingan can see their lack of training and strength; his rinnegan, their small amount of chakra and overall life force. Even less than a civilian in his world would have, but yet a sufficient amount to live. They don't even pose a threat to a genin.
"This is what we're going to do. You'll answer my questions and return my Chokuto blade. You'll give me a place to sleep, enough food for two days worth of meals and the needed medical supplies for my body to heal. If you do that, I'll leave your people alone and I won't kill every, single, one of you." The doctor looks up at him in protest and their eyes lock. His gaze into the teens eyes made his own widen in horror and awe. "What are you?" he whispers.
The man in his grip turns slightly in an attempt to catch what the other saw, only to see the same happening to the man kneeling on the floor. Sasuke lets them take in his intense eyes. Fear will make it easier to make them comply. He increases the killing intent only a tiny bit more just to make them a bit more fearful.
He narrowed his eyes at the men but the action doesn't make his eyes lose their grip on their victims—it doesn't lessen the power displayed to the men. They stiffen, realization coming at them like a physical blow to the gut. They now know how much above their pay grade the situation has turned.
Sasuke smirks. "Let's start."
Couple of Minutes later
It still took some light pushing before he obtained his answers without letting them know how much he doesn't actually know. If there was one thing he learned from his time with Orochimaru is the value of knowledge. He knows the power of knowledge. And thanks to well-used words they assume he knows as much as they do, which is better for him.
Now he only has to maintain that balance of knowing vs not knowing.
Doctor Milton, after making sure his nose is realigned and that Sasuke finished retrieving all the weapons they had, goes to dress his wounds. Apparently, only one was already dressed but thanks to his sudden movements, the gash on his back made by his own blade opened.
He doesn't think he could be able to change the bandages from that wound without help. And using any kind of jutsus wouldn't be of any help with his current levels of chakra either. A simple bunshin would be tough enough; the kage bunshin is currently nigh impossible.
"It's kind of amazing how you don't even react to the amount of pain you should be in." Sasuke glances at the doctor working on his back and raises an eyebrow. Seeing his expression, the doctor adds, "I'm not this kind of doctor, the one that stitched your back was another one. In the short time since this happened, I've just learned basic kit aid. I'm not really good and I'm sure I'm making more mistakes than not. Are you sure you don't want to have her check this?"
Sasuke contains his smirk. In short, they've their own doctor, a female one. They've got a lot of people living here. The 'event' they've been talking about that happened not so long ago. And Milton is some kind of researcher, like Orochimaru, since he wasn't the doctor that stitched him up. He's the one in charge of looking into how he survived the fall.
The doctor and the gruff man are better at gaining information from than their leader. He's gained much just by letting them talk but never lets it show, so he simply answers,
"Just make sure I won't bleed out." He doesn't know if he'll have to fight again once outside, though something tells him he will. Even so, it's better to take precautions.
"And what do you plan to do once outside and after we've compiled your demands, young man? You have us in the palm of your hand. Will you demand for our weapons? Supplies, all our food? Do you plan to kill us all? Kidnaping would only get you so far, after all."
The way he changes the tone of certain keywords amuses him. He's trying to make him slip. Sasuke doesn't know much about this world but it doesn't seem like much if they use such weak psychological tactics on him. Or perhaps it's because of his age? Do they think he'll doubt his own actions because of what they assume is a rebel act from a teenager?
He would normally ignore him but... He glances at the weapon he retrieved from the Governor, the one that appears to be way more complex to use than a simple knife, before looking at the man. "How long has this place existed?"
The Governor, known by others as Philip Blake, frowns at the lack of concern the young man had about his situation but answers anyway. "Since this disaster started. Milton, you must know the exact date of when it started right?"
"Eighth five days and counting. Alright, I'm pretty sure I'm done with your back. Someone'll have to set your arm though. It's already looking bad." And he's right, the skin is swollen to hell and red.
He only knows basic medic jutsu, the kind that can fix his bruised ribs but not his broken arm. It'll be enough to make the pain go away once the bone is set and the fever starts. He still needs that doctor, though.
"You mentioned a doctor. I'll have her see it. The Governor can then guide me to what will be my place in your community." Sasuke said. "Thar a couple of empty houses. Or do ye have somethin' in mind already? Whatcha gonna want? A mansion, yer highness?" Merle scoffs when he isn't able to get a raise of annoyance out of him.
Sasuke simply ignores the gruff man as he continues, "The smallest one will do. I just need a place to sleep and recover. It'd be preferable if it's far from your people."
"Yes, I think we've got a one floor house close to the borders. Small but hopefully enough for our young guest," the Governor says with a bland smile. Sasuke nods and stands up, motioning the others to go in front of him and guide him to the exit. The room is empty except for an older man sleeping in the corner of the room. He doesn't spare him a glance as he moves, though he grabs a few pens he finds and shoves them into the pockets of the pants they gave him.
The gun is still in his good hand, but the knife is in the pocket of the pants they gave him. He quickly switches out the gun for the knife. It's better to use something he already knows how to use efficiently than fumble with something new and unknown.
When the Governor's hand is wrapped around the door's handle, he turns to smile at him. "I hope you like Woodbury." It's no surprise when as soon as the governor opens the door he sees a man pushing him away. He goes to punch Sasuke as soon as their leader is out of the way, perhaps in an attempt to separate him and give the others standing near a good shot. There were seven other people outside with weapons trained on him, one woman and six men.
Perhaps he held those three men for his mental interrogation for too long. The woman and three of the men were standing by the door waiting to ambush him while the remaining three men stayed in the back with longer and much bigger versions of the strange weapon that currently rested in his back pocket. Their weapons are slightly lowered, clearly not expecting much from an injured teenager, and that's going to be their downfall.
Sasuke is not going to let people as unprepared as they are to get the upper hand.
He locks eyes with the man who pushed the Governor away and he uses his surprise at seeing his eyes to his advantage. There are only two sounds from the missing shots before they stop as Sasuke dodges under the man's guard and gives a good kick on his right shin, making the man fall to the ground with a cry. He then grabs their leader again to use him as a shield, the knife at the older man's neck, making the others back off a bit.
He takes a moment to check the position of his attackers, before he starts counter attacking.
He begins by shoving the Governor towards the bigger man on his right, making both fall to the ground. He runs from out of the doorway to the one nearest one and doesn't give her a chance to shoot. He strikes his knee into her gut and elbows her right hand which was holding the gun and he quickly knocks her out cold by slamming the back of his knife into her unprotected jaw. A man next to her turns to shoot but he has immediately knocked out with a high kick to the face.
Sasuke then uses his knife to cut the next man's left hand that held his weapon, forcing him to drop it. The other man still standing rushes towards the teen holding a machete while the other leans to get his gun off the ground.
In one fluid motion that came with years of training, Sasuke jumps into the air and launches a split kick. His left foot landed squarely on the machete man's chest, knocking him onto the ground, while his right foot met with the kneeled man's temple, knocking him onto unconsciousness.
Sasuke takes a quick breath, knocking out the others without hurting his own injuries was a little challenging but nothing he couldn't handle.
The man with the machete groans as he slowly tries to sit up, only for Sasuke to stand over him and give a quick but heavy right punch to his face, knocking him out cold. Sasuke quickly pulls out the pens he picked up earlier and faces the people farther away from him, looking ready to attack him at any given moment. He starts merging some chakra into the pens and, with the godly perception given to him by his eyes, he throws them at the snipers.
His chakra nature may be useless to try to use at the time being, but he can still pour some of his dwelling chakra into the pens. This made them faster, stronger, and made it so they could explode after use.
The snipers were shocked to say the least that pens were thrown at them, but they were shaken to their very cores when they saw the damage the pens could actually do. The 1st sniper was struck right on his right shoulder, digging almost completely in. The second sniper had a pen go through his shooting hand making him drop his weapon in pain. The third and final sniper didn't even get to react because as soon as the last pen hit his gun, it exploded, sending all three snipers to the ground. All that was left off the last gun was scrap and parts, the whole body being mangled beyond repair.
He can't kill them, not yet at least. If he did, it would allow them to think more irrationally about his presence and they'll resort to rash actions, actions that'll lead to try and kill Sasuke when he's going to use a place in Woodsbury as a base of sorts until he recovers.
After he finishes his fighting with the group, he grabs the Governor again into his hold, pressing his knife into his neck lightly. Merle is pissed off as he lays on the ground, holding his missing hand close to his chest as it had gotten knocked off after being pushed down. The doctor hasn't moved from his spot since the fight started. Sasuke tightens the pressure of the knife against the Governor's neck while he tries to clear the spots in his vision.
There are moans of pain from his many victims that laid on the ground, either that or knocked into blissful unconsciousness. Sasuke can see a couple of people looking from behind the windows of the houses and stores nearby, all of them giving him fearful or angry expressions, but he ignores all of the people's stares as he tries to not sway on his feet and show how much the fight has affected him.
He takes a deep breath, knowing the only thing keeping him awake is his Rinnegan. That makes up what little Sage's chakra he has flowing through his system. Once he closes that eye completely, he'll be unconscious for a couple days at least. He'll have sore muscles for more than a few weeks, if his tenketsu points recover from the strain his body's under, that's it.
He needs to continue then and stop it quickly. He can't stop now. "Where's the doctor you mentioned? The one that's actually competent at doing her job." He pants, his voice coming out stronger than he actually is.
He feels the strain his eyes are under, felt almost as if they would bleed from any more strain, well more than his right eye anyways. He overused it using the Susanoo too much, especially since he had to put so much chakra through it to survive the fall.
The Governor's face is red with anger, posture stiff as he walks, not even once glancing at the men on the floor. "Right over towards our makeshift hospital. This way."
Woodsbury Hospital
"I've never seen or known eyes like yours to have ever existed in human history." Sasuke doesn't answer, but he's faintly surprised she hasn't asked about the blood coming from his said right eye yet, or why he's using a small bowl to contain the blood flow instead of using a handkerchief to clean it.
"Is it ready?" he asks as she takes a step back to look at her work. She used some wood to make a splint so the bone would be kept firmly in place, mentioning while working on his arm how lucky he is that the broken bone was an easy one to deal with.
Nodding at the teen, Dr. Stevens helps him put on a simple, loose white dress t-shirt, making sure to cut the part where the cloth meets his broken arm so it could hang out freely. She moves to button it, but Sasuke holds up his hand, stopping her; it'll be easier to check his bandages if it's opened up.
She hesitates but chooses to ignore it as another one of his many quirks. "You're a strong young man, especially since you can deal with the process of setting your arm without anesthesia. We don't have much of it but you could have… asked for it."
The word 'demand' is obviously on the tip of her tongue but she doesn't say it, choosing to glance at the Governor leaning against a wall instead.
She shakes her head before turning to Sasuke with a familiar, small sternful face that gives her a motherly look that makes him frown uncomfortably and makes him want to leave.
He stands up and this time it's hard to stay that way. He grabs the chair he was sitting on with his good hand and takes a shaky breath while waiting for the room to stop moving.
"You should take these. We've a few stashed so one less won't do much for now." Doctor Stevens said. He looks up to see what she's talking about and, in a way, to dissuade the feeling of throwing up. He then sees bags of blood inside a freezer behind her. He points at one of them. "Give me one of those."
Dr. Stevens knows he's a step away from blood loss but doesn't ask why not make the transfusion happen right then and there. Why not ask for needles and other implements. Sasuke sees those questions on her face and more. He raises an eyebrow at this, only to have her scowl at him and gives him the bag. Sasukes's muscles clenched as he grabbed it but at least his hand didn't tremble as he held it, nor wanting to show any more weakness then he already had.
"But take this, too." It's then he notices the cane she's holding for him. He frowns, ready to refuse the wooden cane, but the then doctor points at his legs; they were trembling. Sasuke grimaces at the sight but takes the cane. He gives it a few practice swings with his good hand, doing some stances he uses with his sword, not needing the Governor to think he's now able to deal with the weakend teen, before he lowers it to the ground and starts to walk.
"Let's go," he says when he notices the Governor is still behind him. He doesn't turn, knowing the simple movement will be enough to make him dizzy. Sasuke just clenches his grip on the cane a little tighter and waits two seconds before moving forward. After all, he doesn't have enough energy to spend waiting.
Tiny Home, Near The Border Of Woodsbury
Once he's sure there's no one inside the small house the Governor guided him to, Sasuke closes the door on the older man's face. He doesn't check the windows or bothers to check the rest of the rooms, he just locks the door behind him. Sasuke needs a place to let himself fall unconscious and he needs it now.
Quickly he grabs a pillow off of a nearby couch and quickly cuts it open with the knife that he is now keeping with him at all times. He takes out any fluff and examines the case itself. This will have to do for now. He no longer cares if his movements aren't as graceful as they were a couple of minutes ago as he goes to the kitchen and opens every cabinet door he finds. He gently lays the cane against the nearby fridge as he grabs everything that's essential.
Sasuke's not naïve. He knows it won't take long for the Governor's people to come and break into the small house to steal these items and kill him. From what he heard, all the houses have some canned food, bottled water, and other supplies that could be useful.
He grabs it all and stuffs it into his makeshift bag, lugging it all to the only bedroom there was in the house. As he looked around the room, he was glad that there was only a window inside, which meant it was the only way to spy into the room. Even then, the window had curtains on them so that made Sasuke feel a little bit easier.
He glances at the only closet in the bedroom and lets a relieved breath escape his breath. That'll do.
Adrenaline is what's currently making him able to move and carry the heavy bag of goods so he takes advantage of it until the last drop. Leaving the bag on the bed, he goes to open the closet in front of the only window with wobbling legs and a throbbing headache. He then pulls out the blood bag and holds out the bowl he had been carrying. He sets the bowl down on the floor, him weakly kneeling down, and takes out his knife and cuts off a small bit of the corner of the bag. He then poured the bag's content into the bowl, mixing it with the blood that bleed from his left eye.
Luckily, he got to the small home in time before his blood could dry up, and there was enough of his blood left for him to conduct his plan. He mixes it with his right pointer finger that had the last of his chakra flowing through it. He then pulls his finger out of the mixed blood and starts making seals on the door and walls of the closet.
He's no seal master by any means, but he knows how to guard a place so only the high jounin level can enter. And that's more than enough to make the walls strong enough against the Governor's people. Thanks to his natural affinity being lighting, he can electrify the seals so anyone trying to get in will end up getting painfully electrocuted without needing the extra chakra to pour into them if you didn't have the affinity.
Finishing the seals on the closet, he gets up unsteady like and grabs the pillowcase full of his supplies and puts them in the closet, with the expectation of a couple cans of food and two bottles of water. He then closes the doors to the closet and makes a sign with his good hand. "Seal." Sasuke whispers under his breath, with the seal glowing light blue for a second before dying back down.
Sasuke then grabs pillows and sheets from the bed and goes to the bathroom. He then places them inside the tub and puts his goods and water on top of the toilet seat. He then picks up his bowl of mixed blood and does the same thing he did to the closet.
After he finishes sealing up the bathroom, he then places the cane next to the toilet. Taking a deep, slightly anxious breath, Sasuke goes and gets inside the tub and lays down. Finally, his body just quit moving for him and he just laid there for a long time. Tears of pain that he can't stop falling from his eyes finally flow down his cheek, his body completely ignoring how cold the tub hard surface was.
Finally, he lets the small amount of chakra in his eyes recede. The moment his right turned to its usual black and he closed his left eye completely, it's as if a switch had been flipped off and all the pain he has previously ignored comes back with a vengeance. He tries to close his right eye to sleep but it doesn't stop the onset of full body tremors that wrack his pale frame. Muscles that felt his if they were strung tight like bow strings started screaming out as they seized for what felt like an eternity until something finally just snapped, making his body go slack and his mind completely blank.
Updated Author Notes:
Chapter 2 is finally updated! Now look out for chapter 3 coming either tomorrow or the day after. I'll add more of an update in Chapter 3 so I'll see y'all then.
Now this story will get a bit more involved with Naruto soon but obviously we needed to focus on Sasuke and Kurama first. We all know how Naruto is going to be around people but for the anti social Kurama and the aggressive Sasuke they react differently in these situations. Now ima go ahead and finish this up. Y'all waking up to a treat lol. Until next time, Until The undead rise again into another chapter… Until The Light Calls…Peace.
