Author Note: Time for a new story. At least I think so! Alright, I need to write on something new now so I'm adding this one in my schedule. Once again I want you to tell me if this can be an enough good story so that I can continue it. It will not be as long as Return of a stranger or the others. This have an own storyline and plot. Not much to say now. Let's see, no got nothing else to say except that I don't know when chapter 1 will be up but I'm a little busy right now. But don't let that stop you from reviewing.
Reviews of encouragement, happy words and constructive criticism are welcome but flames are not. I hope that you will know the different between constructive criticism and flames.
Pairings: None and that's final.
Summary: After have lost his dream Naruto tries to live on without those important things in his life. He's plagued by horrible dreams that threaten to drive him insane. What will happen when his dreamsstart to become reality?
Ranting: I'm not sure because I don't know how this one will turn out but I'm keeping this one on a high setting for safety precaution.
Disclaimer: I think you all know the drill but let's keep tradition, I don't own Naruto.
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Upon a Bloody Dream
Written by Monkan and beta-read by Kaara
Prologue
Two years since they started. Two years since I lost everything I believed in. The day when all my dreams were crushed in my hands. A dream so important to me that it was something I couldn't live without. Now, I only had the shadows of it left.
No one could give it back to me. They only took it away from me and now I had to live with the loss. A dream is something that should be respected. They give strength and they can take our sanity away from us. They can comfort us and they can hurt us. We can cry in them and we can laugh in them. But once the childhood memories are gone they are gone forever, replaced by a dream of reality.
Does dreams show us the future? They can show us the past, that's for sure but is what we see in them the future that awaits us? Maybe we will never know until it's too late.
I lost the dreams that brought me happiness and an escape from reality. My lost dreams were replaced by bitter, angry and frightening dreams. Dreams that were my own hell and I will never tell anyone of them.
In the quiet village of Konoha, someone tossed around in his bed. Mumbling words of fear and despair. Sweat clung to his face and body. The normally spiky hair lay against his face.
"...no, please.... it wasn't my fault... sorry......"
In his dreams he saw faces. Lots of them, people he knew and others he had never seen before. Friends, fellow villagers, strangers... Words of accusation towards him, words meant to hurt him, words he wanted to forget.
Memories of his past. The loneliness he felt when he was young. The hateful eyes of people around him. For years he had been denied, hated and forgotten.
The world was spinning, something evil and dark was leaking into it. Something that thirsted for blood. A deep instinct inside him that wanted to take over. It had waited for so long to break free and wanted out and breath once again. It wanted to spill the blood of those around him. An evil laughter that echoed in his head. Somehow he knew who it was but he couldn't think at the moment.
The memory when his first friends left him behind to die on the mission. A girl very dear to him that betrayed him for someone else.
No one came to help him he was trapped in the burning house. It was hot, so hard to breathe. The burning sensation of the fire grasping his body. Something fearful breaking free.
People bloody, friends covered in blood. They lay dead on the ground. Someone... something were licking their blood from it's claws. A terrible aura that yearned for revenge. Everything about it was just plain evil. Everything was burning.
Terrible screams of those he knew as they were killed. People running around trying to escape the flames. Children cried in fear. Houses collapsing, burying everything and everyone in its path. Blood splashed the once great village. So much fear that it was suffocating.
Red eyes came to rest on him. Without further warning it attacked him and everything turned to blood.
Naruto screamed as he sat straight up in bed. He panted as he stared into the darkness of his room.
Another nightmare.
'No more.' He thought as he pulled his knees up against his chest, the blanket too. 'Will they ever stop?'
He sat there for a long time. He lifted his hand and rested his forehead against it. The blanket fell down slightly to reveal a long scar. He didn't get any sleep that night either.
Right outside his window a pair of golden eyes watched him all night.
End Prologue
Author Note: So what do you think? Confusing? I hope not too much in that case. Good? I really hope that! Let me know if you want to read the rest of this story. Even if this will be short in a way since there are only 2 to 3 chapters I hope that they will be more than good enough for you when I have them written. In the mean time, review, review, review, review!
