Chapter 2: Orochimaru's Long Term Plot and Sasuke Revisted.

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The demon lord Orochimaru wanted one thing and one thing only, power, if he had power he had control. If he had control he had the means to take his long awaited revenge on both the hidden leaf village and the village of midgar. Thousands of years ago the village of Midgar was protected by the Tengu god known as Vincent Valentine. Vincent, along with his mate, the silver wolf known as Sephiroth, lived in constant war with Orochimaru. The snake demon wanted their power to himself, more over, he'd fallen in love with the flawlessly beautiful Sephiroth. He needed to be with him and to attain this he'd captured Sephiroth, hermaphrodite god of the moon.

He'd locked him in a windowless room surrounded by seals with which to keep him contained. Vincent, enraged, had come to claim back his mate, Sephiroth having violently rejected Oro's advances. The Tengu king had fought hard, only to be struck down by Orochimaru's accomplice, the lizard demon known as Freiza. Freiza and Orochimaru slaughtered both the holy wolf and tengu but before they could devour their souls, the wolves escaped into the spirit world. Their descendants were the Uchiha and the various dog demon and lesser tengu clans. Unknown to the power hungry tyrants, they had many children that had fled from Midgar. Decades later, Orochimaru came down upon the village like a plague, killing all in his path. Freiza had left to attend to matters in his lizard kingdom back then, leaving the snake to his own devices. That is when he came into contact with a very large, very enraged dog demon.

The dog demon was not happy about the destruction and had leaped at Oro with intent to kill. He'd narrowly avoided death that night, for the towering beast had seemed distracted by something and took off into the sky. He knew then that he had to gain more power. He wanted all who knew of or was relation to the now moon goddess and his lover to be destroyed.

Two and a half years ago when the youngest Uchiha had gone into the mountain range of his clan to 'purify himself' Orochimaru had approached. Now Sasuke did not know the legends of the moon and the night sky, he had never been one to listen to often before falling asleep. He had no idea who Oro was all he had known was that Orochimaru was granting him more power. In exchange for joining him when the time came.

Sasuke, of course, agreed.

But, Oro didn't know there were certain conditions.

Orochimaru I am afraid is a very bad judge of character.

(That night, a few days later)

Sasuke walked through the night, pushing past the foliage in the dense darkened forest. He was now fully clothed in a black hooded cloak he stole from a rich nobleman. Using his powers replaced the crest with that of his clan a red and white fan insignia. He heard a rustling in the trees and turned his head to see a small group of monkey demon bandits. They were dressed in ragged thin brown tunics with swords and clubs drawn they leaped around. Bearing their fangs "Ook! ook! give us all your money!" the biggest and burliest of the monkey's screeched, pointing at Sasuke with his dingy dull blade. The raven could tell it was more for show and intimidation than actual combat. He evaluated the other's weapons and came to the same conclusion.

He gave a confident smirk letting his hood down and holding up his hands. This would most definitely be fun...

(One Second Later)

Sasuke swiped his hands together and sighed. The dust cleared to reveal all six monkey bandits tied up together with their tails. They were knocked out cold with severe cuts bruises and stab wounds. Sasuke gave each another few good knocks on the head for good measure. "Thanks for entertaining me you dumb ape shits.", he spoke this viciously, malice lacing every ounce of the venom that dripped from his mouth with each word. Sasuke walked on until he came to a clearing where he laid eyes on a most peculiar looking(and smelling) chicken farm. However instead of chickens, were long necked ostriches! 'why in hell would anyone want to farm ostriches.?' He thought this as his nose scrunched up in disgust. These things smelled odd, he gave the farm a wide berth.

After ripping the door off the black front gate of his clan's estate, Sasuke tried to gently open the front door of the main house. It came off in his hand, there were a few veins popping on the side of his head as he frowned and dropped it to the ground with a huff. Days later he'd made short work of fixing up the property so that it would not break, crack or splinter or shatter under his immense strength. He decided to reward himself with a nice long dip in the onsen. Funny, before his brutal murder by his elder brother, before his, death, (it felt weird knowing that he'd been dead). He used to trek up here, every night, to 'purify and cleanse his body for the battle to end his battles.'. But he'd failed, he knew Itachi was still out there, somewhere.

The purity of the 'ceremony' meant nothing to him right now. He wasn't strong enough to kill them both last time, but this time, this time would be different. This time, he would be ready. Until that time came howeverm the onsen would return to being a place to meditate on what he'd do next. He came to the onsen for many reasons, one of those reasons was the visions he would have in his dreams, of a blonde haired boy, cradled in his arms, a woman's lifeless body still warm in front of him. He would take one look down at this child and know that they were meant to be together one day, even though he also knew, the boy was his son. He would have dreams of later on in his life, meeting the boy again, fighting alongside him, and fighting the urge to tell him the truth of who he was.

These dreams were his only solace, his only escape from his ever present reality. They were sweet dreams and nothing more. At one time in his dreamings he'd been surrounded by darkness. Inside this darkness he was swallowed, filled with agonizing pain, he could not guess if it was due to his dying son in his arms in this dream, or the sword in his own gut. He guessed it was the sword but the only thing he could hear was someone whispering over and over again,

My Knight. My guardian. Protecter. Father. Sasuke.

As he stripped off his clothes and soaked himself in the onsen's hot yet calming waters, he thought of this. A small almost microscopic smile spread across his face, Even if it was just a dream, his illusionary son had whispered that he was his Knight, his protector, his guardian.

It felt good even though it was just a dream.

They were sweet dreams and nothing more.

And everyone knows, dreams don't come true.

"The moon the moon we dance in your holy light, shine oh Sephiroth show we your children what it means to have might, whisper into Vincent's ear, this our prayer so that our father too may hear. Mother moon shine your sacred silver glow, we dance, we dance in the flow of this halcyon night. The lifestream so near yet so far, the lifestream so near, yet so far.", this he sang as he splashed water on the three comma like curse mark on the left side of his neck, given to him by Orochimaru.

It felt good even though it was just a dream.

They were sweet dreams and nothing more.

And everyone knows, dreams don't come true.

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