Sum. PREQUEL TO CRIMSON MOON: Beginning of Sasuke's story, from when he became a vampire then to the vampire era. Sasuke used to have a dark side, the dark side that resided inside of his normal being. The one that was a true monster, the one that dwelled inside him, the one that loved the blood. Two-shot
a/n: Thank you to all who have read are are loyal fans to crimson moon and Naruto:)
DARKEST SECRETS
PART 2: IF THERE IS A GOD…
I wiped my mouth of the blood. Itachi glanced back at me, smug look in his eyes at my new way of life. He was happy that he got me to be that that killed our clan. But I was happy that I no longer held the dark part of me that took over my life yearly or so.
Though now, I had no one to blame for my stupid killings and Itachi and I moved frequently. He talked with many vampires, he picked them out of the crowd so easily. Something I couldn't do at all, not even with my power. Which I had kept to myself.
He didn't ask and I didn't tell.
Itachi was planning something that I didn't seem very interested in. I didn't care what he had planned, I wasn't so interested. So unimportant to me yet so fascinating towards him. He wanted to do some vampire era where we could eat all we want and totally wipe out the town. This was 1984, all were easy prey enough.
But why? He didn't say, all somehow knew anyway, I was the only oblivious one. I seemed to lose interest of life now…nothing seemed to grasp my attention. I was a moving stone vampire. I had kept my look of gothic rocker for a while. I was getting tired of the gothic rocker look though. I didn't know what else I wanted to try, Itachi held his own look, at times classy but than again the other times it was him.
I was angry. My death was over due by years and I wanted nothing more than death. The kind where I didn't come back to this world. At least, not reborn. But how to kill an immortal? That was my riddle. Drinking blood that belonged to a dead person was an option, but I was still too afraid.
How? I didn't know. I stopped right before the heart stopped. It was a risky fact but I played on the edge of it. Always finding myself stopping right before the heart did. I couldn't ever find myself sucking after it stopped. It was a habit in me and it was hard to break.
Itachi stood up and gave a curt nod. "Correct. Yes, I will take some over." The other vampire he was talking too nodded in response and gave a low whistle. Like dogs trained to hear the whistle, about five people came out and lined up.
"These are my best vampires…" he hesitated than continued, "assassins. They will escort you to the wanted town…take your time from there…"
Itachi nodded and glared at me. I could feel it and slowly I stood up. I didn't make eye contact with either vampires that were to follow or lead us to this town that the attack was going to be upon. Some town by the name of Konohakur-or something- Konoha, I'm sure that was the name.
I couldn't stress how tired I was growing of all this. Even though my darker side was gone, Itachi was not. And even with him, it was like I was still alone. Except with the sense of him there, but he acted like I wasn't there at all.
And I felt like a clinging little dog or helpless wench. It was sickening and I knew he felt powerful that I needed him to relax and control my darker self. I hated being with him, but I hated the fact when I was alone in the world.
Father was probably shaking his head at me right now. Disappointed in me like no other time, I had probably brought dishonor to our clan now. I ignored it as we exited the store or, so called store and we all disappeared like that. Jumping on top of the roof tops we all got to follow them. Two of the four males leading the way. The two females and remaining males laid back and went along with us.
We were to make it to this town by sun up tomorrow. Some thing about scooping out the landscape and checking out prey. Finding buildings and searching for possible enemies. A blond vampire tramp who was probably feeling frisky stepped in jumping rhythm next to me.
I idly glanced at her and than back to where I was jumping. Not that it was a difficult task that I needed much attention to do. She giggled like the irritable girl she portrayed, her smile trying to dazzle me. Her hand flipped her hair from her face and she smiled a pointy fanged smile.
"Temari." she said as if I cared or had asked. "You're the younger Uchiha…"
I glanced at her, making eye contact. My eyes burning with the fuel of hatred and hunger, but she didn't question it. She didn't even notice how my glare wanted to cut through her and move her from my sights.
"Sasuke." I murmured, looking back ahead.
She smirked, "I see…Sasuke. You have such a nice name and your cute to boot!" she swooned.
I rolled my eyes, not that she noticed the action. Someone should have told her I wasn't interested in other vampires as mates or anyone for that fact. The least thing I wanted now was to have a mate that did the killing with me.
Right now, all I had was blood and young blood. Preferably from girls, lonely girls…without family who were usually going to die one way or another. The silence between us didn't last, for she began to talk. More about herself and her likes, like if I wanted to know.
I had mind reading abilities. I could read what she wanted from me and I for one, didn't want to give it to her. I had no interest at all for a one night or, upon what her other mind was telling her, a long lasting eternity bond.
As we continued our journey, she kept talking to me like I was interested in what she was saying, but I wasn't. I stared at her and back at the town, I really wanted her to shut up, but I felt that conversation was better than flying fists at me. She seemed to cling to me too, I went one way, she followed like a dog.
No one seemed to notice except me. I would keep distance between us, but she'd close it and soon we were brushing shoulders. I was about to inject, to say something that was probably going to make her hurl fists and objects like the giant fan strapped to her back towards me.
My mouth opened but someone else spoke. The vampire up ahead, black hood from what I noticed. Or rather, all black. The shorter red head next to him stayed quiet as he spoke, his arms crossed and a bored placid look on his face.
I glanced back at the vampire that spoke, Kankuro or something. That's what the blond haired whats-her-face said.
"Were at the border of Konoha." he muttered.
I glanced from where I was. Trees seem to surround the border of the quaint looking town. It was fairly big, not as big as I had somewhat hoped for. The population seemed pretty easy to wipe out, but not so easy that the whole mission wasn't well worth.
I sighed, really. How long was this all going to take? I was starting to grow bored and hungry. I was irritated by the fact of the two girls currently ogling me and how Itachi seemed to act so superior to me. I glared at his back as Kankuro talked to the others.
"We attack a night." murmured Itachi. I shifted my footing and turned the other way. This had better be worth it.
I had the wonderful opportunity to scoop the town out. It was pretty much gloomy today but other than that it was actually nice. I had time to think, which isn't always good for me, but my dark seemed to stay quiet still.
But I had time to think about Itachi. I hated to be with him yet I was still with him, doing things to stay on his 'good' side and loathing him and cursing him behind his back. It was a stupid feud that went on constantly in my mind.
Although I stayed to it. I stayed to hating him with all my passion. So long as this world would never free my cursed and trapped soul I'd hate him. So long as he breathed and walked I hated him. I sighed to myself, I found nothing really that would foil us.
As I continued, a smell caught my nose and I wondered to myself why I hadn't smelled it before. I jumped quickly to the smell, it increased more by and by and finally I stopped. Before me was a huge mansion hidden by prying eyes.
I could smell animal blood. I knew what it smelled like for I had tasted it once or twice in my life. It seemed somehow unpleasant of a smell. Just as I was about to jump down and search the mansion, I decided to turn. I didn't think that vampires or whatever was inside the house was worth it.
If they took blood of animals, then they were obviously confused. Just like I had been. So over all, they were weak and soon would find comfort in our company. I jumped back to the group, reporting that I had found nothing, although Itachi seemed to see through my lie.
Night time came and I was astonished to find how many young youths were out so late. Like it wasn't even night to them, just another phase of the day. Numbers seemed to increase by the night and it was like a buffet to us.
Truly wonderful. In the vampire sense at least.
A part of me was repulsed to even think such…inhuman thoughts. But than I had to remember that I was inhuman and no amount of denying was going to reverse it. We attacked. Marking the humans one by one, taking, draining, and slicing.
There was no point in finishing the noble deed of cutting them, but it was now more of a habit to hide out our existence. I had at least five or six bodies myself. If I had any more, I would have had such a horrible side affect later.
Vampires get sick. Just not like I did when I was human, another thing I learned through experience. Usually, when our kind were sick, we'd have such a horrible repulsion to blood. Too much and than we get memories of that certain human.
As we all devoured, I took note that none had death smelled upon them. None except for the elders who were at their prime. The whole town had such life in it's youths, I only felt a slight emotion of guilt. None of the others seemed to care, so I didn't either.
I refused to hear their thoughts, but at times, carelessness got the better of me and I did. Sad, horrible, traumatic thoughts when I was taking their life. Their thoughts were once on such happy and safe thoughts. I idly wondered why we were doing this to this town.
Nights went like that, until panic started to revolve around town and fewer and fewer youths were out at night at all. We took notice right away as we started to drink less by night. The other vampires were getting angry at such actions the humans were taking.
We started to attack the in the morning as well. We were hungry and desperate for more food.
By the sixth night, I was caught but those that I thought were weak. I had cornered my prey for the night, nothing was better than the chase other than the blood I devoured that is. I took her in a corner and slowly approached her.
Her girl screams echoing but no one coming to the rescue. I was just about to sink my fangs into her neck when I was slammed to the side. It was a strong blow, and by a nonhuman as well. No human could ever hit so hard to knock a vampire off their feet with their hands.
I licked the blood that seemed to be my own. I glared into darkness, I could hear their thoughts clearly and they seemed to know I could. I grew angry at their damn taunting in the mind. I jumped to my feet and smirked at them.
"What?" I asked.
The sliver haired vampire just glared as his eye began to glow in the darkness. I narrowed my eyes as to what he was doing. A blond appeared at his side.
"Who are you!" yelled the blond.
I shrugged, "I should be asking you that."
The blond clutched his fists but he didn't smell of vampire. More of something else and it bothered me as to what. Our short silence was gone and he glared.
"Naruto. Kakashi." He pointed to himself and than to the sliver haired vampire.
"Sasuke." I murmured.
"Get out of our town." murmured Kakashi. His tone seemed lofty and he seemed to be taunting.
"Why should I?" I asked, "Fresh blood and plenty of it."
Kakashi and Naruto glared. "Listen, we don't drink blood like you savages, we're clean." shouted Naruto, his fist slightly raised.
"We protect our town." muttered Kakashi.
I rolled my eyes, "In denial of your nature, eh?" I asked. "Don't know how damned that path can be…"
Kakashi furrowed his brow but I was already gone before he could say anything. I didn't seem them again.
The next night was our planned night. This night was to be ours in a wonderful victory for our kind. This town was about to be ours.
We planned it all out, taking in who went where and all. Taking place at a random abandoned house we waited for more to arrive for the action. It seemed that the town was suspecting vampires now. How on earth they realized, I had no idea. I guess some mortals were smart over all.
My human memories were so far off, I couldn't remember the fact of the wisest person of our clan. I deliberately refused to believe it was Itachi. He was crafty, I'd give him that, but he was not the smartest. I for one, cursed the damned motion pictures for people thinking it was vampires.
The movies that came out with horrors or monster flicks. I stifled a laugh, my past was more gruesome than what they portrayed and made up. They had made weakness in a being so great with things like garlic, sun, coffins, stakes, and wooden crosses.
Ha! Those were all fake, nonsense and only half true. I, preferably, hate crosses but not for the reason that they could 'kill' me, like the myth says. More like I hated them because they were useless. What were the crosses for?
If I cornered a prey and they had a cross intertwined in their fingers, hoping it would scare me off, it wouldn't. They would prey to God to help them, yet, it didn't stop me from taking them. No lightening bolt came from the sky to smite me.
To our little surprise, the humans began to revolt and start random arsons to abandoned houses in the past few days. Finding it bad to stay in the shack of a home we were in, we moved our location to a much, inappropriate place. A local small Parish Church.
It was the only place that the fires would never reach. People found sanctuary in such a building with huge crosses and 'holy' water. The idea to hide out there was all the blonde's. Temari I'm sure. I laid in one of the pews as I stared at the decorated ceiling of the church.
Humans with soft looking skin with curly short blonde hair and only white cloth covering the parts that weren't allowed to be exposed with white pearly wings. Some had harps and others had satin cloth in their hands. Angels I was sure. Right, and this place was a place of worship. They might as well worship air.
More and more came by and little and little humans survived our daily all around the hour attacks. If we got hungry, we left to snack. I had left about five times due to boredom rather than hunger. Finding that more people seemed to notice me as I walked on.
Some in disgust at how gothic I was and others pleased with my individuality. I shrugged, they were all food talking anyway. They'd be gone with no utter salvation. Somehow, that struck me as cold.
Night time came and finally, it was time to act. Itachi and I were to take the south half of town. The others I didn't pay attention to, but we were to met in the middle of this town. That's all I needed to know and than we were off.
I followed Itachi, keeping my face as placid as his. The night was just young and no one seemed to be out at all. We didn't mind, we would start our own arsons and force the people out of their houses. We could smell them in their houses.
The night seemed to cloud up with huge puffs of thick smoggy smoke from the fires that began to spread fast. It didn't bother us too much, it killed our senses but we didn't need to smell them out anymore, I could hear their thoughts.
I had gotten at least five god believers and other random people. Itachi had murmured something along the lines of no converting. I had rolled my eyes at that, it wasn't like I wanted to turn someone like me. He seemed to read my expression and smirked.
I slowed my killings and began to walk through the town that was becoming hell through our antics. It all reminded me far too much of when it happened to my clan. My eyes seemed to want to let liquid drops fall from my sockets, but I wouldn't do something so weak.
I turned, intending to just leave this all. To run from the memory that seemed to come back only to haunt me. I realized I was so weak minded to actually do what all vampires were doing. Killing because that was all we had to do.
Because there was no other way.
Because we couldn't see any other way.
Suddenly, the words that left that blond haired Naruto character came back.
we don't drink blood like you savages, we're clean
Had they found a way to take blood and not feel crazy? Not feel guilty? Not be consumed by my dark self? I had all my life as a vampire tried to control my dark self and now that I thought it was gone I was wrong again.
I was my dark self now. Not all the same, but in a different form. I had killed with no remorse, like a vampire, yes. But…
I had become the very thing that had killed our clan. The thing I never wanted yet had no choice. I was doing that same thing Itachi did, killing people just for food. There was other ways to survive but I refused and gave in to a much simpler way just because it was in front of me.
I was just…like…Itachi.
As I turned, I was faced with those two guys again. The vampire and the demon, (now that I noticed he did look like it.) There was another vampire I hadn't seen with them before, his face seemed to grow soft at the reflection he saw in my eyes.
I didn't know I was giving much away as he approached me but I didn't move. He placed his hand on my shoulder and before I could say anything, he knocked me out.
I hoped for death.
I felt a hand on my forehead as I woke up silently.
"He's a wake Iruka."
I turned my head slightly and sat up, despite the hand that kept trying to push me back down. I clenched my teeth and glared with sleepy eyes. I was not about to be commanded to sleep. I had enough with that kind of crab in my life.
The man named Iruka came by me and stared at me. He was the vampire that I had seen before I passed out. Brown hair, brown eyes, lightly tanned close to pale skin. I only stared monotony at him. What was the use of keeping me alive?
I had no information worth wild. I hadn't paid attention to care. I noticed Itachi was on the other bed, I was surprised that he was caught as well. I saw no other vampire or, for that matter, sensed any. I clenched my teeth again.
Traitors.
I noticed Naruto was hovering over Itachi, his hand over his either side of his head, not touching him. It was odd to me. Iruka noticed my gaze and turned to me with a small smile.
"He's erasing his memory." he murmured. "Of all his killer intent."
I snorted. "Heh."
Iruka kept his gaze locked on me. "You won't get yours erased."
I turned to him, glaring. Not that I wanted my memory to be erased, yet I kind of did. He looked away finally and I felt stronger.
"Your not murderous. I saw it." he murmured, "You want to change don't you?"
I stared at this man before me. It was like he had been reading my mind, but I knew he couldn't. I simply stared at him.
"You'd live here with us." he added. "Be part of this family."
I looked away, feeling weak. "Why would you want one as myself?" I glared at Naruto, "I'm not clean."
Naruto's facial expression flickered but remained locked on Itachi's sleeping-unconscious- face. Kakashi, the man that stood in the corner smirked at what I had said. Iruka stood up.
"I know your troubled, we can help. We've all had trouble. We're like you." he murmured.
My gaze remained locked on the bed's post. I sensed that they had left the room, even Naruto who seemed to be done with such a task. What had happened? We obviously didn't win. So why did we try at all? I leaned back in the comfort of the bed.
It seemed to make thorns prick my back. I hadn't slept in a bed or laid down in one for that matter, ever. I had no need. I glanced around the room, a cross was placed in the room and my gaze locked on it. I shook my head slightly.
"Is this your trick to make me believe you?" I asked it softly, "A bribe?"
The man on the cross simply looked down like it always did. Had God created a miracle by making this family want me? To save me? My salvation?
If it was, this was a weird salvation. I had thought being with someone else would have been good enough but it wasn't. So now, these people were suppose to save me from harm? I rolled my eyes.
If there is a god, than send me an angel…
The angel doesn't have to be like the ones painted on your ceilings in Church.
Who was I fooling?
God didn't exist and I would never find happiness, even with my new family. (I have decided to take the offer) There was a sad truth I had to face, I was-no, am a vampire with a killer past.
These of course, are only dark secrets that a vampire holds inside.
All my secrets…
Tired of staring at the cross that only glowered at me for my nonhuman atheist being, I stood up and walked towards the door that I had seen them walk out of.
It was time to meet my new family. Surely, if there was a God…he'd let me be happy in this forever young, forever damned, shell of a human. He'd let the vampires live in peace.
Maybe than I'd believe…ha…if only.
If only.
END
a/n: Sorry it wasn't as long as the first part. Of course, this was all just Sasuke's past. R&R please and thank yous. I hope it wasn't too...'eh' and all and i hope it was understandable! i really had fun writing this and all! i owe alot of thanks to Anne Rice and her infamous Vampire Chronicles, it was her stories that really inspired me behind the whole reasons and questions of how a vampire would feel...
Please keep a look out for Naruto's past and probably Tsundaes! And i am working on a Sequel to Crimson Moon so look out for that! Thank you all who reviewed and all who will (hopefully) review! Nothing makes me smile more! Thanks again.
-Inuys-hispanicgirl