Author's Note: Thank you for your patience! You guys are awesome and I just wanted to tell you that I know the story has been slipping lately, but with this chapter I bet I brought it back on track ;D

Please tell me what you think! And if you saw that I tried to post this chapter a week earlier and epically failed, I'm sorry! I tried, but I don't think I will try that again. It was far too stressful! Sorry!

Warning: This chapter is very violent! Probably rated M! If you don't like violence and blood then please DO NOT READ. Thank you!

Newspaper: The new set of rules that must be followed by all come into effect today. You have been warned.

The rules:

Obey authority and don't ask questions.

Control your emotions.

Fit in with the group, don't stand out.

You are seen, not heard.

You are free and happy, no exceptions.

You are always being watched, careful what you commit.

You are sincere no matter what.

You are perfect even if you are not.

Anyone who is not under the control must be turned in.

No crime will be exempt of punishment.

Punishment is given for redemption.

Rewards are given to those who behave.

Chapter 10- You Can't Escape

It was dreadful as I tried to escape from the mixed feelings that were developing inside of me. It wasn't love that I was feeling. It was more of the longing to be touched and embraced by someone who loves me. This sudden surge of desire suffocated me slowly and gruesomely as I made my way out of the green forest. That dangerous craving to be held safely then kissed to sleep soundly was venomously pouring within me. Even my thirst for something beautiful to keep in my arms and love the way I would like could set me off. Even though, I am not a human who should be moved my these simple yearnings; urges that pull you the wrong way just so you could satisfy your subconscious momentarily. There were many opportunities before me that I could clutch onto, grab tightly, and never let go of. I am just afraid that even my simplest craze could put this whole world, along with mine, into the depths of hell.

It was difficult to weed out things like love or hope for myself then watch others have that joy and passion that I arrested myself from possessing. I forbid myself from touching her. It was my restriction, my sacrifice for the rest of the world. I will settle to long for something gentle and small. It was enough for now.

These thoughts began to devour me more and more as I gazed at the clear blue sky. I dashed even faster into the city that was infested with smoke, dust, and pollution that invaded the inside of my nostrils then left it with the burning sensation of gasoline. Laying atop of a large building in the crowded city with the loud noises of cars and yelling people hammering in my ears, I let my thoughts drift yet again. It was dangerous for me to allow myself to fall helplessly into my own illusions, into my own subconscious, then get consumed slowly into brief fabrications I have woven myself. But I allowed it to happen. It will only charge the demon inside of me who will push me further to commit the wrong deeds that I had set myself to avoid. In a way, it was a challenge for me.

The people around chanted loudly and I began to doze off into the dreamless sleep I couldn't have. Everything was gracefully and sweet. Everything was in its right place as I walked around a village that had once fallen from my own ill hands. The people around watched me as I passed by gazing proudly at my face then stating my father's name after mine. The admiration poured even harder as the young girls watched me walk with awe then flushed, tittered with their friends, then desired to speak with me. It was foolish how they conversed amongst themselves, believing that their very actions were unnoticeable to me and that their little secrets were still hidden. Inside, I was ecstatic by their thoughts of me. I was proud that I was once seen as something of glory to them.

However, every new secret they had passed down to me, every little plan that they had hidden behind their plastered smiles, slowly began to dissolve from their faces and I was able to see what was hidden behind those false masks. Their plans of deception and destruction. The death they had wanted and yearned to have for so long. The power they wanted to attain and keep for generations and generations to come. It all disgusted me and I found it as my duty to polish the name of the Uchiha, the proud clan.

The day I killed them all and set their plan ablaze was based on a whim, a burning desire within me, to retain peace. Everything I had committed that moment was to keep the cleansed hands of many of the Uchiha as that. I dirtied mine with their blood and allowed my soul to fall in torment for them. It was as if their filthy secret died altogether with them along with their wretched feelings for revenge.

That left Sasuke and me. Till today, I hadn't seen him for longer than I had hoped for. His innocent gaze used to enslave that torment that was beating down on me. Every time he spoke my name, it was with clarity and love, but then things changed and his actions translated differently to me. His desire to kill me and rid himself of the simple torment of losing the people of a clan he hadn't really known has blinded him to the truth. Foolish little brother, how he doesn't know that keeping me alive would allow me to suffer even greater wounds than placing me to rest at his hands. I want him to set the stage for my death to forget the way I had caused him torture and suffering. His blade could slice through my skin as much as he desired as long as I was put to rest by his own hands.

Forgive me Sasuke for fooling you all those years and letting you live your life in anguish. It was wrong of me to take matters into my own soiled hands. Let my act fool you forever for I don't wish you to forgive me. All I desire for you is to set stage to something greater than war. Be the hero of this story for I shall be the villain.

I woke to find a slight stream of tears running down my jaw as the cool breeze hit it harder than any other part of my face. Even in sleep, I couldn't help the struggle I wished to end.

Now the sun was beginning to set and its blinding rays of orange and reds began to fill the sky. I allowed its warm rays to fall onto my skin and clothes as I rested my back onto the roof.

Soon I was to surrender back to base and the temptation that I thought I had tamed will begin anew. How could I avoid these mystifying feelings that arose within me?

As I laid atop of the roof top pondering maniacally for an answer that would bring rest to us all, a shadow of man began to block my view of the sunset as he fell from the sky with a giant blade tightly held in his hands. It was glorious how he flew in the air majestically then fell silently from the sky. For a moment, I watched as his blade shone lethally, desiring to rip my skin hastily and gruesomely. However, before his blade even touched me, at the last second, I was snapped out of my daydreams then rolled out of his way. He was quick and his blade was sharp. His fatal drop broke through the building roof with a loud crash. It was obvious to me that I was being ambushed!

Before I could bolt for a quick escape, the flooring of the roof that stood beneath my feet began to slip from underneath me to emerge into a body of water. The large house of rain engulfed me within its walls. Seemingly I was being underestimated.

For the briefest moment, I was baffled as I just stood there motionless between those wet walls. The slow reactions I provided proved will enough that he had caught me off guard, simply unprepared. Seconds later, I realized that I could set this jailhouse ablaze as I breathed fire to the rainwater that enclosed me. I watched as it burst into fog from the beautiful glows of the luminous fire revealing the the one how had attacked me.

I was already panting from exhaustion for I hadn't been allowed to rest from these creatures' constant burnings. And with all this commotion, I knew I was up for something that exceed my limits.

"So this is how we meet, eh partner?" His voice was deep yet strong. It has been a while since I had even heard it.

"It's been a while, Kisame." Speaking his name rushed thrill into my veins. I knew he wasn't here to chat, he was here to entertain himself.

As the fog began to diminish, it revealed more of his toothy grin and dagger like eyes. "For a second there, I thought Sharkskin was going to bite through your skin easily. With that look on your face, I thought I was surely going to win", he smirked with his voice dripping with mockery.

A grin curved its way upon my face. "It's not that easy to defeat me", I spoke as my body dispersed into numerous crows.

For where I stood now, I could see the sweat crawling down his face as I rematerialized behind him. Swiftly, he swung his sword toward me with sleight and ease as I hopped back dodging him quickly. "Still playing mind tricks I see."

My eyes closed with pleasure and agreement before I began to inquire, "What brought you here?"

"Still as serious as ever. You just done change, do you?!" He commented with amusement.

It was obvious from his speech why he has come to speak with me. Even he couldn't hide it from me for long. His presence here was tied to the fact that they were in a delicate process of rewriting who I was. He was here to check if it had taken effect. "I'm a pure Uchiha. You can't change the stubborn blood that runs through my veins."

He was taken aback by my comment. "You never seize to amaze me. What set us off?"

"Deidara told me", I confessed perfectly. "You should inform Madara that I can't be changed."

He chuckled with defiance. "You're starting to express emotions though, don't you think?!"

The way he spoke to me brought about a lot of questions. The most significant one was, why is he telling me this?

To comprehend the changes that had taken effect within me had been so great yet I was unaware of them for so long left me wondering. To even exceed past me for so long, I hadn't been aware of the matter that he had been slowly manipulating my emotions against me. It couldn't be helped as I glared at Kisame with despise and mutiny, and he exchanged those glares with confidence and pride.

He grinned devilishly at me with the causal unfriendly gaze. It was a typical Akatsuki spar he was hoping for, and I was just about to give him what he had came here for.

9134

Shrieks and screams began to unfold around me. Slowly my consciousness rose and my eyes began to fixate to the gloomy walls of this darkened base room. It was difficult for me to comprehend what was happening as I wrestled with my covers lazily. The high-pitched shrills and wails beat onto my eardrums forcefully waking me harder. The confusion and puzzlement washed over me as I stood on my weak legs sluggishly heading toward wails and pleads. For a moment, it all felt like a nightmare reemerging in my mind.

Every step I moved closer, the screams grew louder and the voices grew more desperate. If only I hadn't stepped closer, the smell of blood slowly invaded my nostrils leaving me nauseous and weak. My body shook from fear from every move I took and my breathing went hard. The familiar thudding sound and crashes as bodies were pummeled to the ground began to increase. It was obvious that something horrid was happening. All I could think of was the chances that this wasn't an attack to capture me... So far, my heart sank with the chances.

With a weak heart, I stood near the entrance to the room, holding my weight on the wall then gradually allow my body to hit the ground. The screams echoed harder and harder within my ears and the pleads and begs choked me. What's going on?! The crunching sounds of bones grew clearer then the sudden decrease in shrills forced the tears down my face. He's here! He came for me! He's killing everybody! I know for sure that he's going to hurt me!

When will this nightmare be over?!

Hiccups formed in my chest as I grasped my ears with pain. The screams didn't diminish, in fact, they increase twice as loud. Don't scream! My thoughts were jumbled up. Please stop screaming! It will end soon! Just stop fighting him! Please! Stop!

The torment that suffocated me began to lift as the sounds around me lessened. With a quick glance around me, I found another girl on the other wall. Hiding in anguish and fright, just like I was. The pale skin forced on her the appearance of a ghost and for a moment I thought of her as that.

As if on instinct, I ran to her quickly allowing my terrorized gaze to fall onto hers. Maybe she can be saved from this murder scene. No words were exchanged between as, but we both understood. We had to either get out of here or hide.

Communicating with our eyes, mine fell onto the bed hoping she comprehended what I was telling her. With a nod, she rushed and hid underneath and I rushed back to peak in for a quick glimpse of the scene.

For a moment I was thrown-off by the change of the room color from brown to... red. It was red... very red, and the paint was messy, wet and dripping off the walls. Taking a better look I became aware of the chunks of flesh and the body parts that had found themselves spread around. It was revolting. It forced my legs to go weak. Then I fell to my knees and began to vomit on the ground beside me. It was disturbing how gruesome he was. He must've enjoyed the color red along with the dreadful smells of blood.

A quick wipe on my sleeve then a glance toward the girl beneath the bed. Her eyes pleaded with tears streaming down her puff red cheeks. They spoke the words 'save me'.

Nodding, mostly to myself, I took in a deep breath then forced myself to watch again. No one was in my field of vision until I saw a young man, with blues and blacks and reds all over him, scampering on the ground helplessly trying to escape something. I cheered his escape with all hope, but it was useless as he was dragged back and the sounds of his tormenting screams echoed through the walls. From where I stood, I couldn't see who it was or what was happening, but I already knew as my heart hammered violently within my chest and my brain stopped functioning properly. I was next for sure! But what was I to do?! Tears welled in my eyes. There is no escape for me! No mercy!

It took me a while until I realized that I had a weapon to defend with. There it was, near the bed I had awoken on and the one the girl was trying to survive desperately beneath. Extending my arm, I grasped it with my hand as I shook in the thought that this was the moment I was to use it.

A knot formed in my chest as I swallowed hard preparing myself to turn around. Once I found enough courage within me, I turned then headed back toward the door. Each step of mine threw me off balance as I wobbled my way there with the feeling of death nibbling its way around me legs.

Another hard swallow and I was by the border of the door.

There he stood, with a body limp in his hands, killing him slowly. With my gun I aimed at his back, trying desperately to save the man he held. Trying hard to press on the trigger, my hands ached from the struggle it took for my fingers to reach it. It took several attempts as I desperately used both my hands and two of my fingers to hit the trigger.

A loud blast exploded from the gun and I hit my target head on. The man held tightly within his clutches was released gradually. For a moment, I was thrilled to the thought of saving him, but once his body commenced to fall, I saw a bullet lodged into his chest. I killed him! With my gun! But I didn't mean it! It was an accident!

It felt hopeless for me to even attempt to fight! I was only capable of hurting the people around me!

I choked in horror as his enemy's deep crimson eyes were set upon my body. Immediately, my eyes were forced away from his with fear swelling within me. Time slowed and his footsteps pounded on the earth beneath them as he headed this way. Their echos were hard on the walls as they bounced around ringing deafly into my ears.

Now he stood several centimeters before me as my eyes lifted slowly from the ground onto his muscular body then to his face. A cold chill ran up my spine and my blood went cold as I felt the vast fury emanating from his form. Fear, one that I had never felt before, washed over my body as he grabbed onto my weapon with ease then began to dismantled it piece by piece. With every piece that cluttered to the ground, he took a step forward and I took a step back. By the time I reached the end of the room, my weapon was insignificant pieces of metal laying on the ground and the blazing heat of his fierceness began to break me down mentally. My body ached at the severe trouble I had placed myself into.

There was nothing I could do as his hand gently brushed by cheeks. I thought of screaming for help when he began with his deep anger-filled voice, "No use in screaming little one, everyone is dead. No one will be coming to rescue you from me."

The tears fell and I helplessly tried to back away from him further and further into the wall to avoid his tainted touch as my thoughts began to despise the girl hidden underneath the bed safely. When our eyes locked, as if he could read them like an open book, he commenced to scan the room. To my misfortune, Zetsu walked into the room with a severed arm in his hand, nibbling on its fingers. They communicated with their eyes as Zetsu's darted toward the bed then back toward his master. Pleased, Zetsu was dismissed to finish his dessert, while his master prepared for another serving of blood.

The motions he took toward the bed frightened me. If he found the girl then his anger was going to be released on her tenfolds. I was terrified to try and stop him to save her, but her image of her pleading eyes invaded my thoughts.

As he stood before the bed, ready to reveal the hidden girl, I began to wail. The evil that radiated from his body paralyzed me. My body hit the ground. Struck in fear as I watched as he flipped the bed quickly and easily with just one hand. The girl was blanched and startled. She panicked as he tried to grab her. So she scrambled off the ground in an attempt to escape.

The monstrosity that emerged as he grasped onto her wrist then squeezed it hard and quick enough for me to hear her bones crack beneath his strength turned my stomach to ice. Shame filled me as her body fell to its knees with one hand clutching hard onto the other hand he broke, and her resentful eyes regarded me. Quickly, he threw her body forcefully to the wall and with a loud crack and no pain, the girl collapsed near the wall, in sitting position, with her eyes still open and set upon me.

His eyes observed me before he spoke with gruesomeness, "I shouldn't waste my rage on her, now should I?"

Before he headed back to me, his words crawled within my skin and around my spine. He had something even worse than death in store for me. A wail burst through my lips. It was then that I scurried for the door. As if allowing me to exit the room I was in, I was viciously knocked to the wall in the room before it. The blood on the walls, on the floor, on the ceiling, began to soak into my clothes. Puddles and puddles of blood dripped from the ceiling onto my hair and chest. The puddles on the ground filthied my feet and stained my hands. It was warm and slippery. But none of it was mine!

A scream escaped my lips. The same fear driven shriek that escaped my lips that day. But this one was far more intense. I awaited for the moment that I was to fall unconscious as my throat went dry and the air exited my system. But before I could, a wet hand collapsed onto my mouth and my screams turned into muffles and gags. "Don't try to escape me", his voice was deep with disapproval.

He began to pet my hair as I struggled to remove his blood filled hand from my face. The tears flooded and flooded and I couldn't scream. I threw my hands toward him, but he pinned them with his feet as my body fell beneath his. He sat on my abdomen with my hands pinned and I was unable to defend. Slowly, his hand reached his back pocket and revealed a shining blade. My head shook violently from side to side as my hair drowned further into the blood beneath it and my hushed voice couldn't plead for him to stop. I kicked and kicked with my feet and even tried to push myself from beneath him, but, even with my struggle, I couldn't move an inch from his successful restraint on my body with his. Even though I couldn't scream, my eyes met his desperately pleading for his forgiveness. But it was no use!

The blade traveled from my face to my neck as his fingers brushed my skin gently along with it. "Your skin is soft", he spoke calmly as the blade commenced to peck on the skin of my neck. A trickle was felt slipping down my neck as the tears increased and my wrestle against him intensified.

"Why do you still fight me? You are mine to have", his voice was dangerous and certain.

The more I fought him, the more his blade took blood from me. Slowly, I realized there was no other choice left for me but to submit.

Trying hard to relax the tension of my body as it laid beneath his, he removed his bloody hand from my face. The breaths I took were hard and loud as the horror rushed through my face as he spoke with ease, glaring into my eyes with malevolence.

"Please let me go", I mumbled with a small voice.

It appeared that he was still enraged as this intense look appeared on his face. "Don't try", he spoke simply. "You brought this upon yourself."

Breathing heavily, my eyes averted from his blazing ones, then my body shook wildly as his hand commenced to stroke strands of my hair.

Feeling my body shiver beneath his, he spoke unamused, "You have caused me more trouble than I wanted, little mouse." My heart jumped from his booming voice as his hand traveled to my cheeks. Without looking at him, he continued with hate evident in his bitter voice, "When I let you play this game, I thought that you were incompetent of anything, but by far, I was wrong."

"I'm sorry", the little voice crocked out of my mouth as the fear in my voice was unmasked and the strength that I hoped to possess was deteriorating gradually.

"Don't be. I want you to feel that burning pain I had to deal with for the past weeks." The blade he held lethally in his grasp commenced to tear onto my top.

"No!" I couldn't help but scream, but then cringed back into my frightened shell as he glowered with dismay. Without an answer, he commenced to tear the top half of my shirt open, revealing very little but enough skin for his game of torture. More tears fell in disgust as his bladed played in the center of my chest. This was hopeless!

"Please stop", I begged for him to end this torment that he has placed upon me. I couldn't stand this for far too long. I wish he'd kill me! It would have been better than living with the torment of not knowing what he has planned for me.

A wail burst from my lips as the shining dagger began to cut my skin slowly. More tears began to unfold as this stinging pain began to engulf my chest. It marked an 'X' near my heart.

"Don't", my voice choked as this unshaken powerlessness spread within me.

"Oh, but I will, little mouse. I want you to feel the burning in your heart."

"Please stop!" I pleaded realizing that he wasn't going to stop until he was satisfied. I wrestled with all my strength against his weight, but he had pinned me down successfully.

"The more you struggle, the more you will endure pain."

Silence fell upon me as the muffles continued to choke me abruptly. I let him do what he desired for I closed my eyes tightly seeking a way out of the pain in sweet thoughts. Kill me please and get it over with! I thought desperately.

"Didn't I tell you I was coming to get you from your rat hole?! Why didn't you heed my warning and submit?!"

File X Opened

Name: Pain (Naraka Path)

Weapons: Metal Rods

Jutsu: Summon the King of Hell

In Case of Contact: If you see this enemy then you are set on the interrogation path. If you are caught, you have no other choice but to speak the truth or get killed. This enemy tests your honesty. If you lie, your tongue will be devoured then you will be consumed and killed. If you speak the truth, you may betray your family and friends, but you will be released. The only way to survive this enemy is by providing him with the honest answers to his questions.

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