Lightning

Well, here is the second part of my story…will it be tragic, humorous, perfect? Who knows, but I will mess with all the characters.

Disclaimer: I obviously don’t own Naruto…I would be selling animated versions of this story if I did. Huh. BUT, I do however, claim this plot line (grabs battle axe from under pillow), and I will defend it to the death!!! Insert battle cry here

Chapter 2

Banished Darkness


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Naruto stood atop the carved Hokage faces. He felt the warm, calming sun gently caress his face as the light breeze softly ruffled his hair. Alone on his windswept sanctuary, Naruto closed his eyes and breathed in the deep security emanating from the former protectors of Konoha.

His senses stretched all around him, taking in the strength from the peaceful life around the village. As his mind felt the quiet energy in the calm, cheery sky he felt safe and, most importantly, stable. Smiling he opened his eyes and looked into the cloudless atmosphere- Suddenly great bolts of lightning angrily flashed down from the brilliant heavens.

Naruto reeled as the surging energy shattered the Hokage monument, taking from him all of his stability and strength. His body began to descend at an ever-increasing rate, as the environment around him slowly lost its tangibility. Darkness sprung up between the cracks slowly spreading across his reality, tearing asunder all that he had ever cared for, leaving him to fall into a pit of darkness.

Feeling as if his sanity had left him, Naruto huddled in on himself, desperately clinging to the tattered shreds of security that he had felt in the calming, reassuring moment atop the Hokages’ earthen faces. The sensation of falling abruptly stopped, and curiosity opened Naruto’s eyes.

Before him lay a sea of stars, endless, stretching to the front and back of his body like an infinite universe of incandescent lights. Caught up in the tranquil beauty before him, Naruto forgot the terrorizing path that led him to this treasure.

He looked down at himself, and jumped-at least he would have jumped if he could have- when he saw that he had no body! As an experiment, he tried to move an 'arm', but nothing happened. “Wait, I can look around! Maybe I have a HEAD!” The thought of being a floating head kinda freaked Naruto out, yet somehow, he knew that there was no flesh on or around him. Naruto knew that he was just a conscious mind.

Gathering himself, he attempted to move forward. There was no sensation of movement, but the stars and glittering lights shifted around him. This knowledge led Naruto to believe that he was in some sort of sphere and everything within it moved to his will, except for the body that he didn’t have.

Naruto 'stopped', and the lights stopped with him. He found himself in front of a scintillating star that started to pulse; he assumed it was because of his presence. Hesitantly, Naruto reach forward with a branch of thought and grasped the twinkling light with a mental hand.

Wind beat against his ears as Naruto was pulled into the star, and he found himself observing…himself. He watched as he saw his younger version threw kunai after kunai, shuriken after shuriken, in an effort to improve himself. “I remember that day, Sasuke had just shown the class how simply PERFECT he was…huh, and I don’t remember Hinata watching me…”

As the memory receded, Naruto found himself back amongst the other stars. Wonder coursed through him, “All these…stars…are my memories? What is the point in reliving them?” Throughout his ponderings, he felt as if he would not be able to leave until he had learned something, but he didn’t know what.

Grasping another star, Naruto felt the rush of movement as he came upon another day in his childhood. He smiled to himself as he saw chibi Naruto play with the chibi versions of Shikamaru, Kiba, and Chouji. He felt the joy of having friend flow through him anew. “At least this one isn’t as lonely as the first”, he thought, “I sometimes wish I could still be so carefree.” The scene before him slowly drew to a close, and he saw families come and pick up their children, inevitably leaving mini-Naruto alone in a forsaken playground. An echo of the pain little Naruto was feeling stung as it reasserted itself in Naruto’s mind. The setting blurred, showing Naruto walking along a path sneaking a glance at a mini-Sasuke sitting alone by a lake. Their eyes meet. The connection was swiftly broken by the other boy.

Naruto gasped as he was thrown from the memory. Going off of the guess that he was supposed to learn something, he tried to find some similarities between the two memories.

The first was brief, the second longer. The first was himself alone; the second had more to do with friends. In the first he was sad and frustrated, in the second he was happy, then sad and frustrated. “Aha! A connection!” Naruto proceeded to attack this new development.

Immediately bypassing the happy emotion in the second memory, Naruto focused on the similar ones. Sadness was caused by loneliness; in the first because he was alone and the second because he was without family. Frustration was caused by…Sasuke; the first because Sasuke was so much better than the me and the second because Sasuke ignored me.

“Alright! The two are connected because of Sasuke! Huh, what the heck?!” As the shock of finding the memories focused on Sasuke faded, he started to look over the memories again. “That’s weird, it looks like the memories end right after I see or remember Sasuke…great more proof that I’m obsessing over Sasuke. Whatever, I need to get out of this…dream and I’m not gonna stay here because of that JERK! So I need to learn whatever I’m supposed to about Sasuke.”

Furious, Naruto launched himself at memory after memory, growing more and more enraged as he saw more and more of Sasuke. Sheesh, he felt like Sakura obsessing over that Uchiha all the time. As the time passed, Naruto resigned himself to watching his memories focus on Sasuke, and his anger slowly faded. Desperate to maintain the anger, Naruto entered another memory.

This was one he knew all too well, the Battle at the Valley of the End. Reliving every blow, every punch, kick, fire blast, and chakra-induced blow. He felt the pain of the chidori tearing through his body, and the heat of the Kyubbi healing him. Naruto felt every painful second of that battle. The entire memory suddenly changed, and something happened that Naruto did not recognize. Everything suddenly seemed weightless and spectral, as if it were all fading away. Wisps of nothingness enveloped the memory, leaving nothing solid except for Naruto and Sasuke. There was a sudden weight on the scene, as if something was being forced together…and then Naruto felt it.

He recognized the feel, but he didn’t know where from. He felt it increase, surge, rage within him. Naruto nearly cried out as pressure began to unbearably build inside his body. A yell ripped its way out of his throat as pure bolt of liquid fire, of crystalline lightning, tore its way out of his body. With diminishing consciousness, Naruto saw the lightning envelop Sasuke’s form-the light burning itself into his mind.

Naruto was back in the black universe that held his memories full of Sasuke…but it wasn’t the same. There weren’t nearly as many stars, in fact, there was only one. Another thing that stuck out to Naruto was the color; whereas the others had been bright and shining, this one was dull and greasy, like polluted water.

Gingerly, Naruto reached out to the toxic bubble, wary of what might happen. A familiar feeling of rushing passed over him, but instead of a memory, he felt a wave of powerful emotion. Out of the turmoil, Naruto could only siphon two emotion out of that cyclonic maelstrom that he assumed was from his past. Anger and Hate. It was so powerful that it almost overwhelmed him. Suddenly, the swirling emotions began to converge, and Naruto felt sick. Orochimaru’s face had emerged from the shadows of his mind, cackling with a sinister intent.

Naruto was so put off by the intense emotions that he failed to realize that something was happening. Power had resurfaced within his body, and before he knew it, it was racing at the figure of Orochimaru. Unlike the lightning that had been unleashed against Sasuke, it was tinged with red instead of white light, as if tinged with bloodlust instead of joy. Naruto watched as “Orochimaru” cried out in pain, disappearing in a burst of electrical energy. Naruto pondered the difference in reaction to the lightning, it had killed Orochimaru, but nothing like that happened to Sasuke…why?

Light filtered into the darkness surrounding Naruto’s consciousness, signaling a return to the world of the living. Abruptly he heard a muffled voice, one that he recognized as the Ero-sennin… “He’s coming to, everyone back away for a bit.”


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“He’s coming to, everyone back away for a bit,” declared Jiraiya, “You’ll be in for quite a shock if you don’t.” Naruto’s eyes began to flutter, “Sakura, I said get THE FUCKaway from Naruto!” Sakura jumped and obediently joined Jiraiya and Tsunade against the wall.

Naruto’s eyes snapped open, and Sakura jumped forward with a cry, “Naruto!” But was stopped by an angry, super-powered Tsunade. Just then, Sakura noticed that Naruto’s eyes were glowing, and there was a crackling in the air. Electricity skittered across Naruto’s skin, in stronger and stronger amounts. Slowly, the energy gained enough power to lift Naruto’s still-limp body off of the hospital bed.

As the electricity began the form a solid wall of energy around the blond shinobi, two bars of pure light shot out of the teenager. One was a pure, soft light the could blind people with its intensity, the other, a harsh, crackling energy with uncontrollable power. Immediately breaking threw the glass window, the two horse-sized bars of light shot out of the Hospital and headed in…the direction of the Sound…


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Village Hidden in the Sound
Sasuke stood on the balcony outside of his apartments. He sighed as the cold night air nipped at his ears, feeling restless, as if someone was going to grab him from behind. He has had this feeling ever since he left Konoha, as if someone could take him back at any second.

He knew this was foolish; he had been gone for six years. If no one could have taken him when he was twelve, no one can when he had progressed farther then the Sannin he trained under. He felt the curse mark pulse, reminding him that he would be incapable of attacking his 'superior'. Leaning on the railing, he looked out into the night, knowing that his gaze would lead back to the Village Hidden in the Leaves.

Sasuke sensed Kabuto coming up the stairs, and he flinched inwardly. It was all he could do to keep his virginity, let alone his sanity, in a place crawling with evil pedophiles who seemed intent on doing perverted things with him. If it weren’t for Orochimaru’s weird desire to take him at the same instant of the soul transfer jutsu, Sasuke was sure that he would’ve been raped and molested within an inch of his life.

Kabuto entered his apartments. “Sasuke, Lord Orochimaru wants you to prepare for his arrival.” He left after his message was delivered.

Sasuke scoffed, prepare. Orochimaru wanted to jack off while training him. Sasuke’s “uniform” consisted of tight, black shorts that wouldn’t have passed as briefs in any reputable training facility. “That’s what you get for joining a evil gay guy,” he thought bitterly. Changing, Sasuke felt Orochimaru’s dark chakra approach the door.

The door opened, admitting a pale, dark haired man. He was tall, and may have been handsome once, but any aesthetic beauty was obscured by sickly white skin and greasy black hair. “Sasuke, my pet,” he simpered, “I have something I want to show you.”

“What is it, my lord?” Sasuke asked, with barely restrained disgust. He knew that Orochimaru would have some sort of aphrodisiac to give him a hard on as he trained.

“Well, Sasuke, look at me” he commanded, as he stripped himself of his clothing. Sasuke paled as he saw what he had hoped to avoid for at least one more year. “I should’ve known that he’d find away around Naruto’s accidental seal eventually.” He stared straight at the smooth, maggot white flesh that covered Orochimaru’s chest-unmarked by any seal.

“That’s right, my little Sasuke,” he chortled, “I’m taking you tonight, and you won’t get my little happy drug. I’m gonna make you want it yourself.” Orochimaru stalked toward Sasuke, his erection jutting in front of him like an assassin’s dagger, waiting to take a life slowly and painfully. He then bound Sasuke with chakra ropes, and made sure he was in a compromising position. To be more accurate, Sasuke’s sculpted ass was shoved into the air as his face was pressed into his pillows and his hands were tied to the lower half of the headboard.

Orochimaru chuckled as he saw his prey, his ass in the air, feet bound to the sides of the bed-forcing his legs apart. He settled into this opening, and ran his snake tongue up Sasuke’s right thigh. Moving his hand to the waist of Sasuke’s…training uniform…he whispered into Sasuke’s ear, “I’m going to fuck you up the ass and you’re going to cum... then as I cum, not only will I pour my seed into you, I’ll pour my soul as well…”

Sasuke shuddered, but endured the taunts. He had to kill his brother, even if it was just his body, it would be enough. The curse mark made him Orochimaru's. He felt his shorts be torn away, and felt the cold air from the window bite at his exposed flesh. He had never felt so turned off in his life. A tongue found its way to his ear, “Don’t worry, we’re waiting for Kabuto and his camera…” An angry tear slid out of Sasuke’s right eye, “Why the fuck did I do this to myself? Bastard Orochimaru!”

Heat enveloped Sasuke, and he opened his eyes. He felt overwhelmed, as what appeared to be lightning consumed his flesh, yet left him completely unharmed. Sasuke sensed a lot of chakra building around him, and it was suddenly gone. As his coherency returned, Sasuke looked for Orochimaru, who other than two licks had left him alone. Sasuke, even with all of his mission work in Konoha and his brutal training in Oto, was not prepared for what he saw.

Like Sasuke was previously, light consumed Orochimaru. However, this light seemed to surge with a desire to destroy. Orochimaru was wrapped in lightning, and screamed painfully. The lightning twisted, bending Orochimaru in ways even the Snake Sannin was unable to physically accomplish. His right arm was bent at a 90 degree angle, and suddenly was snapped in two and then forcefully repositioned. This process was repeated with each of Orochimaru’s limbs, and then again. It went on for what seemed like hours, and every bone but one was shattered within Orochimaru’s body-his spinal column. A renewed set of screams tore their way from Orochimaru’s abused throat as his back was twisted into what resembled a double helix, and then the lightning seemed to pause.

Instead of the constant twisting, the lightning seemed to wait on the quivering body. Suddenly, the it seemed to get a second wind. The vicious light dug into the man’s skull, penetrating his eye sockets, his ears, and his mouth. Orochimaru’s mouth hung open, filled with potent lightning. Tears streamed down his face as scream after blood curdling scream was held with in his body by deadly lightning. Spasms racked his body as the more and more electrical death permeated throughout his being. Holes began to appear in his skin as the force of the lightning tore his innards asunder. Abruptly it ended. His entire body’s color inversed; sickly white skin to pitch black, greasy black hair to sickly white. Orochimaru hung in the air in frozen animation, face contorted with pain and fear-no trace of the usual arrogance, and promptly disintegrated. Like he never was.

Collapsing from the effort of just watching Orochimaru die, Sasuke laid back onto the bed. He then felt that…power again. Jumping to his feet, he tried to escape Orochimaru’s fate, as he was sure the lightning would be back to finish the job. He was right, but the lightning was not to kill him. Bolt after bolt of lightning pierced through his body, infusing him with heat and power. After it was over, Sasuke opened his eyes painfully. Lightning poured out of his body, and despite the burning pain, his body arched up as unparalleled power left him. The single bolt of lightning flashed westward, its destination unknown. Exhaustion taking him, he felt a-a tug, toward Konoha…and somehow felt that his thirst for vengeance was quenched.


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