Chapter 8: The Truth
Standing right there beside her was none other than Itachi Uchiha. "What are you doing here? I know who you are". Itachi came closer and he stood there with emotionless eyes looking at her. "I see that my brother mentioned me. I came to talk to you about something important". "Why would I listen to you? You killed your entire clan and made Sasuke's life a living nightmare. It's all your fault Sasuke cut all ties and can't be happy".
"I know, but I must tell you the truth to why I did all of that. You see I killed everyone because⦠I love my brother". "What? How? Why would I want to listen to you?" "Because you love Sasuke too". Sora decided to hear Itachi explain why he killed his entire clan. He mentioned how he use to work at the anbu black ops and was ordered by Danzo, the leader of the black ops and how the Uchiha clan was cursed. He also explains that he was worried that the Uchiha would start another war because of the curse and why he turned into the enemy.
"I still don't get it why would you risk so much to protect Sasuke? You should've told him the truth and handling this on your own is dangerous". "I know, but I promised Shisui that I would try my hardest to take care of the village. The leaf village means so much to me, but no one else knows this except the elderly and Madara. That's why I must face Sasuke so that he can restore our clan and change it. Also, carrying this burden has caused me to have heart problems. I'm dying and I have to help Sasuke get stronger so that the village won't be afraid of war anymore. However, in order for Sasuke to get stronger⦠I have to kill you". "You are right. Besides why would Sasuke fall for a monster like me and I don't know what else to say".
"I know, but Sasuke's life is important to me. You're not a failure, but if you don't want to do it, I suggest you never tell him the truth". "No this is something I have to do. I want Sasuke to live a normal life after we die. All that pain brought him to darkness and if I die I would help make his life better". "Alright then lets get started". Itachi uses Mangekyo Sharingan to wake up his susanoo and uses its sword to stab Sora in the chest. She falls to the ground bleeding and coughing.
A few hours pass by and Sasuke calls Sora, but no answer. He looks everywhere and sees her lying on the bloody floor. "Sora! What happened? Who did this to you?" Sora remembers what Itachi said and goes forward with the plan. "Itachi. Itachi did this. He wanted to kill everyone you loved". Sasuke gets really mad that he starts crying instead. "Can't you do anything to heal yourself? You can't die I need you". "I'm sorry Sasuke, but I lost so much blood. Can you please kiss me?" He kisses her with all his might as Sora puts all her remaining chakra to Sasuke.
"You were the one who understood me better than I did. It was nice training with you and keeping you company. I will always love you Sasuke and no matter what happens I want you to find peace someday". "Sora! No!" Sasuke cries and crushes a wall. A few days later, Sasuke sets a small funeral for Sora
As Sasuke was about to leave, he sees Kabuto coming in to pay his respects. "I came to see Sora's memorial. I'm sorry for your loss Sasuke, but I loved her too that's why I'm giving you this seed". "What is this?" "It's one of the experiments I've been working on for years. It took its toll on me, but what it does is revive a person when they die. However, like a flower, it takes its time to grow so you have to wait a few years in order for it to grow. I was going to use it on Orochimaru, but Sora is someone more special to me. Are you going to face Itachi?" "Yeah. In order to avenge my clan and Sora. Thanks Kabuto". Sasuke leaves and puts on his vest that Sora made for him. He was ready to face Itachi and fulfill his dream.
So your all probably wondering how I can keep this story going. Well the seed will help revive Sora, but the next chapter kill be explaining the events of Shippuden after Sora dies and then we get to the good part. Please comment if you like the story or not.
