Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Italics: Itachi's thoughts
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It was now around 11 o'clock. The mansion was silent and completelydark. Silently Itachi slipped out of his room and down the hall. He slid open the door to his parent's room. It was deadly silent and pitch black. "Where is he . . . he's not in bed so where could he have go-." Itachi was interrupted by the words of his father. "Oh my son, you can kill me but you'llnever be able to stray from the path I took. You'll end up being just like me." "N-No I'll never be like him . . . I refuse to!" Itachi spun around swinging his sword in a horizontal strike. His father easily dodged and struck out at his son with mere fists catching him off balance and knocking him down. Itachi wiped the blood from his mouth and stood back up spreading his legs apart enough to keep his balance, he brought his sword back in front of him. "This time I'll get him. I just have to swing my sword like this and then-." Itachi had brought his sword back to his body and with all the physical strength he could muster, stabbed out at his father.
Thick black clouds moved in front of the pale moon, and the room went darker than before. Itachi tried to see his opponent in the black room but saw nothing, he only heard a strained gasp for air and a thump. The screen to the room slid open, and little Sasuke stood at the entrance a candle placed firmly in his right hand, "Bwover," he started, "what happened, weaws mommy and daddy?" Itachi looked down at what seemed to be his father. Sasuke looked at his older brother in terror, his black eyes large and shining from the newly formed tears. Itachi walked over to his brother and put a hand on his shoulder, "Sasuke look at me. One day five years from now you'll be a ninja, on that day I want you to find me . . . and . . . kill me." Itachi looked at his brother with stern serious eyes. "Bwover, but I don't undewstand." Sasuke whined. "One day you will. Just keep your promise." Replied Itachi. Sasuke nodded and wiped away his tears. Itachi hugged his brother and whispered, "I'm sorry." Sasuke tried to jerk away but Itachi had already brought his fist and embodied it into his diophram. Sasuke gasped and fell forward. Itachi laid his brother on the floor. "By the time he wakes up he'll be in the hokagaes hands." Itachi took one last look at his brother, then he removed a locket from around his neck and placed it in Sasuke's hand. "Good-bye little brother." Itachi walked out the door and disappeared into the never-ending darkness of the forest.
The rain beat down furiously, animals screeched and squealed as they searched for shelter. Itachi sat under a large tree, staring at his once blood-covered hands. "Have I gone mad! I killed my father and KO'd my little brother! What's wrong with me!" Itachi sighed and looked at the ground. "Itachi," whispered a voice. Itachi looked up, his eyes went wide as he saw who it was. The man standing before him was a legend, before him stood Orochimaru.
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