The Last Battle
I'm a beginning writer so please don't be so hard on me!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
The three sannin stood on the battlefield, facing each other…and their death. Doubt could be seen in the eyes of Tsunade and Jiraiya while there was nothing but a cold nothingness in Orochimaru's golden ones. This battle would be their last one.
So long ago that this happened that few who remembered them, and their glory was but a faded memory.
Sasuke, Naruto and Sakura stood facing each other in the lonely field, soon to be covered in blood. Sasuke knew he would have to kill or be killed. Naruto and Sakura longed to see the familiar Sasuke that they knew so many years ago, but it was too late, and no remnant of the boy who had left remained in this man. This time, they would not hold back…
Training with Orochimaru had been…worthwhile to say the least. Sasuke stood over Naruto and Sakura's dead bodies. They were like strangers… a faint memory of long ago. But strangers should not be mourned for; he had killed many before. He knew that he should be happy that the Mangekyou Sharingan was finally his. But as Sasuke turned away a tear ran down his cheek leaving behind a trail of bitter salt.
NOTE: Thanks to kistune no yuki for editing!