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Chapter 4: Potential Betrayal

April 3 . . . Present . . .

Screams. Thousands of screams. Whoever had done it was dead now. Him, and the people around him, and the people around them. It was a killing rampage, and with no one to stop him wewere all doomed. Gaara is angry.

I may have love on my forehead, but I have hate in my heart.

The house was quiet. A little too quiet. Him having no particular care for us he usually was making at least a little noise. No, it was dead silent. Dead. Silent. Shakily I reached around my back to grab my fan but a hand stopped mine with an iron hard grip "I wouldn't do that if I were you." A voice whispered. Gaara. I let my hand relax so he could see I wouldn't be reaching for the fan anytime soon. Never, actually. But he still didn't let go, I gulped. "W-where's Kankuro Gaara?" I could almost feel his glare boring through my back. "Out with the rest of the trash. Would you like to see him?" he asked, I heard him chuckle. "N-no that's o-" his fingers crushed mine "But I insist." He whispered into my ear. I gulped and nodded. He led me around to the back of the house, where we throw the trash out. I gasped at the bloody massacre before me. "Gaara! What did you . . .What did you do?" I managed to get out. "I did what was necessary," He replied "Prepare to die."

The common curse forbade me. The common curse restricted me. The common curse, was destroyed. They were destroyed.

"Gaara please don't!" Temari cried, still over looking Kankuro's mess. Why should you care? They're just sacks of dead meat. Hahaha, literally. They should die. They should die for everything they've done. DIE! Gaara raised a hand into a half clutched fist, sand started to snake around Temari's feet. "Gaara, we're your siblings!" she screamed, trying to get away from the sand. "Since when? You stopped being my 'relatives' six years ago! In fact, you never were." His glare increased, and slowly he clenched his hand. Enjoying every second of Temari's pain filled screams. Finally he clutched his hand together and the sand that was surrounding Temari imploded around her. "Bye-bye." Gaara said, and grinned. When it was over Gaara walked over to the dead stranger, thoroughly enjoying his handy work. "Sibling indeed." He said and snickered as he strolled away. He'd leave them there for father to find. Gaara laughed out loud, I'm coming dear Kazekage.

Sabaku no Gaara. I am hated. I am feared.

A sound? A scream? Temari! Kankuro! What has he done! Running at breakneck speed throughout his destroyed village the Kazekage met a gruesome sight at his back porch. Body parts sprawled at random everywhere. And two bodies lay distinct among the gore. His children were dead, all except one. The Failed Experiment. Gaara. He had to find the creature and destroy it before it could cause any more destruction. Careful and alert the Kazekage walked into the house. There was no sign of a struggle, save for outside. In fact you wouldn't have even known there was a mass slaughter out there. A maniac chuckle escaped the throat of someone near by. Quickly he drew a kunai and threw it in the direction of the voice and, hoping to distract it, he bounded to the left and right getting closer every time. Before he could finish the final blow, he was caught in sand and lifted into the air. "Your struggles are futile, father." Said Gaara. He brought him back outside to what was left of Temari and Kankuro "Say hello to your children, it will be the last thing you ever see." And with that Gaara killed him, and the corpse fell to the ground. "Isn't that fitting? He died with his children. Sunagakure will become like this. Dumpsters will be graves, that is what they deserve." Very good. Now, let your dream come true. Then Gaara left behind his old life in exchange for a new, more fitting one. The life of a murderer.

Yes this story does have a happy ending.