I own nothing! I don't own Naruto or any of its characters! Just the OC's that come with Sarah's previous lifestyle, and even then, they're based off of the people they are in the story.

Orochimaru PoV (dreamstate)

There were a number of reasons that I'd sworn I'd never marry when I was a teenager. Everyone in Konoha hated me at that point (and still do) and some even went so far as to try to rape me. They would end up with snakes in their female areas, and they eventually stopped from fear of being killed. My parents were dead, and they had no siblings that I knew of, so I was the only one in the family left. The other children all thought I was a freak vampire that could come out in the day, so they avoided me, with a few desperate exceptions. Even the ANBU hated me – they would often beat me up and threaten to kill me if I stepped a toe out of line.

I decided to start over from the beginning to keep the pain at bay as long as I could. I'd watched my parents' brutal murder at the hands of their fellow Konoha ninja – I was five, and playing our routine mid-morning game of hide and seek with them when it happened. I'd raced to the last place she'd think to look – under the sink. I closed the door behind me, leaving it open just a crack so I could breathe and not get locked in should something happen. My mother finished counting, and right as she came into the kitchen to look, my father raced in, covered in blood and yelling about a spy in the Chunin ranks. His voice was cut off as an invisible sword of wind ripped through his chest. He was dead before he hit the floor, and my mother was screaming, masking my own quieter sobbing and gasping.

"Well, we can't have a witness," he growled, and tackled my mother to the ground. "I'll make it up to you before you die by giving you a little pleasure your husband never did."

I wanted to vomit as I saw him rape my mother. She was screaming in pain, crying out my father's name and begging for the Chunin to stop, and lashing her head from side to side. I cringed in fear – I'd never seen my mother like this, she never cried in front of me, much less yell from pain. Her loud sobbing was masking my own quiet, shocked ones. She was keeping silent about and ignoring me to protect me. He began making small holes in my mother's body with a kunai, and raping them as well. He didn't stop until she begged for him to die. At that point, he raped my mother with a knife, and shoved a senbon needle down her throat and into her vocal cords. Satisfied, the Chunin left the house, and I waited a small while before bursting out of my hiding place to join my mother.

"Mother," I sobbed, "Mother, wait, I'll go get help."

"No – Orochi," she choked out. "Don't – cry – love – you…"

The light died from her crying eyes, and I realized she was dead. I screamed out for her, crying onto her stomach, the knives still in her and blood soaking my clothes.

"Mama!" I screamed as loud as I could. It was nightfall before anyone took notice to my screaming. A brown haired male that I would later call Sensei walked in and stared at the carnage. I was still screaming and crying, clinging to my mother's lifeless form in the hopes that she would somehow come back.

I fast forward to the day I'd become a genin at age six. The teachers had insisted that I be held back another year even though I was at the top of my class and passed the graduation exam with flying colors. It was afternoon, and they were announcing the squads. After a couple teams, the teacher grimaced in disgust and loathing. He called my name out, and I stared at him blankly. He then called out the name of the First Hokage's granddaughter, Tsunade, and then another member of the class that had only just barely scraped a passing grade from the exam, Jiraiya. He was loud and annoying, they both were. Why did it have to be me on their team, I thought, then mentally slapped myself for being so hypocritical.

"Sensei! Why did you have to put a genius like me on the same team as a monster like Orochimaru?" Jiraiya yelled angrily, and I flinched as his words hurt me. Now I knew why everyone always glared at me. They thought that it was me that killed my parents and that Chunin spy. I'd show them monster by killing someone and getting away with it without suspicion being aroused to me until years later!

"Orochimaru has the best grades and jutsu capacity out of everyone in the class, Jiraiya. You were at the bottom of the class," our Sensei said angrily. "However, I will agree with you on the fact that he is a monster who should be destroyed."

I walked out of the room, not even caring about the meeting time that would come up later. I already knew who my Sensei was going to be. Sarutobi had sworn that he'd be my Jonin Sensei when he'd visited me in the hospital on the day of my parents' murder. He said that he owed my parents his life, and that he would repay his debts to them by mentoring me and taking care of me. He'd done it out of obligation, not sympathy, and I knew it. I hated him for it. I wanted everything in Konohagakure gone.

I swore to never let a loved one of mine die on the day of my parents' murder. On the day I became genin, I swore to never marry anyone from Konoha since they all viewed me as a monster. They always had, and always would, no matter how much I tried to prove otherwise. I headed out to my apartment to eat lunch and wallow in my hatred of the place I was forced to call home. About half an hour later, a knock came at my door. I prepared a kunai, ready to kill, and shoved it in the tender areas of the jonin in front of me.

I withdrew it one I realized it was Sarutobi, Hiruzen. He smiled gently, and knelt down to my level to make eye contact. I moved away, wanting him and the rest of the village dead. I considered sparing Tsunade since she would be forced to respect me, but then I decided to let her actions determine whether she lived or not. I gathered everything up, and walked out of my apartment, not even sparing a glance at Sarutobi. He followed and sped up to walk ahead of me to meet my teammates. Tsunade hadn't been in class since her mother had just given birth and wanted the two siblings to get to know each other.

That afternoon, I saw Tsunade properly for the first time – sandy blonde hair, tan eyes like Nawaki's hair, and very short and chubby. Jiraiya, on the other hand, was the same as always. I moved away from Sensei, and left the restaurant after Jiraiya began harassing Tsunade. Sarutobi either hadn't noticed or felt my need to be alone for a while. I moved through the village quickly, and arrived at my old home. Konohagakure had insisted that I stay away since they were supposedly "still investigating my parents' murder". The Hokage wasn't happy, but he did nothing to prove it. I raced through the village to find the Jonin that had taken me away from my mother's corpse. I saw her with a small child, and smiled in delight. It was the same age that I had been when my mother had been killed. I saw her place the child down for a nap, and then lie down for a nap herself. I went to her freezer and silently used a spell tag on her to keep her asleep for when I would put ice cubes in her mouth. It was untraceable – the perfect murder.

I put hand on a rag that was out on the counter, and used it to open the freezer and keep my fingerprints from getting on the freezer handle. I gathered up the ice I needed, and walked over to put it in the kunoichi's mouth. I eradicated the only pieces of evidence that I had by putting the rag on the sink in between the two halves, and taking the spell tag with me to burn it at home in a small fire. As much as I'd love to see the look on her husband's face when he got home from his mission, I would have to leave before I got caught. So, I met back up with Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Sensei before I got in trouble, a soft and sad, empty smile on my face, my thoughts almost going back to wondering what would happen if the girl's father was killed in his mission. They wouldn't discover the woman's body until the child had run screaming to the village gates after finally making it through the forest in which she lived. I smiled as I looked at the small girl that they went to room with me, and then frowned. Her father was still alive, just on a B-rank mission. She shouldn't be here. I looked up to Sarutobi in confusion, and he looked at her sadly before kneeling before me.

"Her mother was murdered. Somehow, someone snuck into their house and drowned her in her sleep. Her father hasn't returned yet, so we need her to stay with you, Orochimaru. She's in shock like you were," he said gently, and I nodded. This girl would be my bride, I decided. She would be the only one that I forced out of the village before destroying it.

"Yes, Sensei. I'll do what I can," I said obediently, still plotting my revenge. Sarutobi had to go since he was in the way, but it would have to wait since he was the one to mentor me and teach me everything I knew. I would have to wait until I was a Jonin rank or higher, if he hadn't already been killed in combat.

I fast forward to the Chunin exams that I took at age twelve, and watched as the girl that I'd taken in had sex with Jiraiya in the forest of death. I swore to never trust a woman again until she had matured into adulthood.

"Is this how you repay me?" I screamed at her. "I take you in out of the kindness of my heart after your mother's death, and this is how you repay me? By betraying me to sleep with my teammate?"

"Orochimaru-san, I – I didn't want to! he forced me to!" she said desperately. She was too tired – she couldn't fight back as I slapped her harshly across the face.

"Silence!" I hissed angrily. "You deliberately disobeyed me! I told you to never take your pants off for anyone except your husband!"

"Orochimaru, I'm sorry!" she pled, and I stared at her in anger and hatred. Tsunade was hunting down Jiraiya, who was unconscious about two hundred meters back at my doing from behind him.

"I'll make you regret that," I said as I began to remove my clothes. She stared in confusion, then screamed when I dropped my own pants. "Now do you see why I told you to never drop your clothes? It renders you useless! Now, touch it."

"No! get it away from me! Monster! Help!" she screamed, and I slapped her once more. "Rape!"

"Silence!" I yelled, slapping her hard and bringing a kunai across her jaw. She clammed up immediately, tears welling up in her eyes. "I swore to never make love until I married you, but this is inexcusable. You won't be leaving this forest alive."

"No, Orochimaru, please! I'll do whatever you want, just don't kill me!" she pled, and I glared. I began torturing her, savoring her every sob and whimper of pain and angruish.

"You won't leave the forest alive," I sneered again, and she stared at me. I began making small slits all over her body, taunting her that Jiraiya would use any of them for his male areas, and she began sobbing uncontrollably. She may have been only ten years old, but I would have no such trace of betrayal in my future bride. She had to be eradicated and tortured. I began licking her wounds as I'd once done, and then shoved my tongue down her throat.

"Please!" she begged as I removed my tongue. "Please, cover up! I want to see you clothed one more time before I die! Please? For your baby sister?"

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret," I smirked. "You're not my sister, and we aren't related at all. I was forced to let you live with me by the First Hokage and Sarutobi-Sensei, and treat you like you were my sister. And the person responsible for your mothers' death – is me. I put ice in her mouth to hide that it was me. I did it on the day I became a genin six years ago. I've been waiting half of my life to marry you, and you destroy everything I worked so hard to build. I really did love you, you know. But now I see you for who you truly are – a traitor. You know it's illegal for a woman to sleep with a man before she marries him, and you just slept with Jiraiya. Thus, as your mentor and a fellow Konoha ninja, it is my duty to punish you. However, it's not just punishment I will exact – you see, it's not fair that Jiraiya gets something that I don't."

"Anything, just get dressed," she pled. "No!"

"Yes. Jiraiya didn't get this," I growled, and she began writhing in protest. "No? Well, then, would you rather have me in the same manner as Jiraiya?"

"Yes," she whimpered, and I scowled. "I mean no! I want you to love me! I won't do it again, I swear! I'll attack Jiraiya and make him pay for coercing me into it! I – I won't look at another man the same way until I reach adulthood!"

I continued slashing her body as she continued pleading desperately for forgiveness. Finally, tired of listening to her talk, then rammed my fingers in her mouth.

"Delicious?" I sneered, and she grabbed my knife. I stopped her hand easily, and withdrew my fingers, knowing that she'd bite down if she needed to. "Let that be your lesson as to how much I loved you, bitch. I hope you get reincarnated as an innocent virgin who refuses to have sex until after marriage vows are exchanged."

I let my male areas dangle over her eyes as I brought the knife down across her throat. I stood glaring down at her as she died of blood loss slowly. It was wrong, what I'd done, but she'd deserved it. I'd put so much time and energy into making sure that she wouldn't sleep with another man before me, and she and Jiraiya had ruined it. I would have to eradicate Jiraiya someday when I wouldn't need him to get through these damn exams.

I sighed, donning my clothes and heading to a river to wash up. I removed them once more just before stepping into the cool waters that helped soothe my body. My teammates stared at me as I walked back into our campsite soaking wet. My hair was wet, too, and I was still dripping river water. Jiraiya snickered, and I glared daggers at him.

"Shower," I said simply, and Tsunade nodded while Jiraiya burst out laughing.

"It's not funny Jiraiya! We've got to keep clean somehow!" she yelled angrily as she hit him upside the head.

"That's not what I'm laughing about!" he guffawed. "Yo, Orochi, where's your little sister?"

I shrugged, then began cooking the three fish that I'd caught at the river. Once the first one was done, I handed it to Tsunade, and the second was for me. The third one was for later – if Jiraiya ever confessed to what he did. Either that or I'd split it between myself and Tsunade. I smirked as I got into my sleeping bag, swearing to never marry. Women were disgusting sex maniacs, just like Jiraiya. One in a hundred wasn't, and Tsunade was that one in one hundred, thank goodness – I might have been raped by now otherwise.

A week later, I was training with Sarutobi-Sensei to prepare for the final exams when a set of ANBU approached us. I stared, raising an eyebrow, and Sarutobi's face clouded over with worry.

"Orochimaru?" one ANBU asked, and I nodded. "We're sorry, but – your sister – she didn't survive the second exam. She…"

I let my legs give out from under me and willed my stare to become blank. It was all Jiraiya's fault. If he hadn't had sex with her then she wouldn't have needed to die. He was almost as bad as the Chunin that killed my mother. I half-listened as the ANBU told me of the injuries that I'd inflicted on the one that I'd come to love, and swore that the village would pay for having cruel and heartless laws. It would be destroyed at my hands, at any and all costs. I would leave and become a criminal, never looking back on my life except to explain why I was attacking my parents' home.

"No more," I heard Sarutobi say. "He's already hurting inside. we don't need to give him details. He's already had too much death in his life by watching his parents' murder – don't make it worse."

That was the day I swore to never die, to become immortal. I would ascend higher until these ninja were forced to revere me, to fear me. I raced home, and locked the door behind me and all the windows. I needed perfect silence and calm in order to study this much. Doppelgangers was the best way to learn the most – I performed one, and one began studying genjutsu while another worked on Taijutsu.

When I passed the exam and became Chunin, I raced on to my first B rank mission. When I passed it with flying colors and went above and beyond the call of duty, they wanted me in the ANBU, but I refused. I would never become the bearer of such bad news to children, not as they had done to me twice now. I continued to study and copy more and more jutsu from the ninja around the world, my desire for power spiraling stronger. I swore to never stop until I was powerful enough to win a woman's heart just by looking at her, and then destroy it with one word. When the second ninja world war came, I was called to the front lines alongside Tsunade's brother Nawaki, who had recognized my jutsu and handiwork on my "sister's" body.

"Nawaki-kun, there's a set of ninja a few hundred yards ahead," I told him, knowing he had just gotten a gift from Tsunade the day before for his birthday. He had only known because his parents were still investigating what had happened to the two kunoichi I had so ruthlessly murdered.

"Orochimaru-san, why don't you go on a date with ne-chan? She talks about you all the time," he said as we ran, and I chuckled in delight. The trap the enemy was setting up was just ahead, I could feel it. I'd always had a snake's instincts on where not to go, and I was using this to kill Nawaki. Tsunade would be forced into loving me for loneliness.

"I have no interest in dating," I told him truthfully.

"She talks about how she wishes you would marry her," he lied, and I glared at him.

"Quiet," I told him, and he shut up as we continued. He raced forward as I stopped a few feet before the trap. Nawaki sure is eager.

The trap exploded with the enemy shinobi still inside it. I'd traded Tsunade's brother for an army of enemy ninja. That was more than a fair trade, no matter how you looked at it. I surged forward once the trap was done, and pulled Nawaki's body from the mess. It was the least I could do for Tsunade, I told Nawaki's body. As I carried it home, I swore to never give gifts to those I loved since it would either kill them or they would destroy it.

Tsunade had gone to Jiraiya for comfort, not me. I growled in anger at the unfairness of it all. He got everything he wanted, and women avoided me like I had twenty or more eyeballs and extra long fangs. I watched as Tsunade began weaning herself away from him, only to go to Dan. I veered from my assignment on the front lines to implant a poison in his body that would cause his liver to explode when I weaved the hand signs a few hours later. As I heard Tsunade's agonized wailing, I swore to destroy all my emotions except greed and pleasure.

I seethed in anger as I wasn't chosen for the title of Fourth Hokage. Jiraiya's bastard student had gotten it, and I was fuming angrily. It was my title – I worked so much harder for Konoha than he had! I stared at Jiraiya as I left Konoha. He'd been like a brother to me, and had betrayed me time and time again. Sensei had just chased me from Konoha, and I'd let him in on the plans I'd had since I was a child. I never told Jiraiya why I behaved how I did, so I did, starting from the beginning when my parents were murdered. I told him every gruesome detail, including how I'd killed my "sister" after watching the two of them have sex and killing her mother on the day we became genin. As he surged forward to bring me home, I surged forward to kill him.

"Orochimaru, stop!" he yelled as I left him lying in a pool of his own blood. "I love you!"

I swore that day that I would kill the Hokage first before massacring the village when I destroyed it.

I writhed in pain as the cursed jutsu of Sarutobi's raged on my arms, destroying me from the inside out. I went to Tsunade for help, and she didn't help at all. I'd had to bribe her with brining her precious brother and lover – whom I'd killed – back to life. She still had to have time to consider. When I went back a week later, a new student was behind her. Sarah. Jiraiya's next pupil. Damn that perverted dunce!

I swore that day that I would yank her away from Konoha if it was the last thing I did. She wouldn't become a possible Hokage. She would be a fine experiment vessel.

I grimaced as Sarah told me that she couldn't have sex before marriage. My own words that I'd said to my "sister" had come back to bite me. I relented, recalling the pains that had come when I'd been betrayed all those years ago. I decided to test her fidelity to me by sending her as a spy to Konoha to get more jutsu.

As she left, I swore to make sure that she would never betray me or the Sound by penalty of her own death.

Sarah returned victorious with several dozen jutsu that were new to the both of us and performed doppelgangers to speed up her training. She would die giving birth to my child and giving me an heir, I was sure.

I swore to impregnate her within the month.

Kabuto informed us of Sarah's pregnancy, and I shivered in mirth as my plan was finally coming true. I'd broken most of the other mental swearing I'd done, but it had been for a good price. I had a future heir to my throne of Otokage so that I could leave and explore the world for new jutsu and vessels.

I swore to never let him die until he'd produced an heir or until someone else had produced a half-sibling of his for me.

I let the child be born in Konoha to give myself another reason to attack it. Sarah stepped in to throw a wrench in my plans by surviving childbirth. I knew she'd used the eight inner gates to do it and survive, but I never expected her to want to protect Konohagakure and view its ninja as her friends.

I swore to force her to sever those ties.

Sarah had dragged me off to her world for a visit for Christmas. Her mother cursed at me and broke all non-spoken rules of Otogakure.

I swore to destroy everything Sarah held dear in this world.

I felt my strength fail me as I reached Sarah's hospital room. When I'd sat down to catch my breath, I'd passed out. When I awoke again, Sarah was awake and alert. I loved her, I realized. I moved to crush her to keep my personal oaths, and instantly regretted it. She attacked me, and I dodged. I felt my heart break as she cursed at me.

I swore to never look back at her lovingly again.

I raced away from her, still heartbroken, unable to bring myself to face who I really was. I was a monster, a killer, and the one person that I trusted had tried to kill me. I raced away to cry, a dam breaking inside me. All those times that people wanted me dead as a child, all those times I'd fallen in love with a woman and risked trusting one before they stomped on my heart, all the times that my own ninja had tried to seduce me into sex so they could get a promotion – it disgusted me.

I swore to let my sword fall on anyone who got in the way in my quest for power.

I looked back on everything, all the oaths I'd made with myself and broken by now.

I swore to never break those oaths again. I would kill Sarah myself, just as I had my future bride during the Chunin exams.