Frozen Eyes of Mine [Sasuke]

Chapter One

Chapter One

"My name, well that's simple. It's Kamini Hoshyomi which means beautiful woman, but I guess that's not true for my case. I'm not that average kind of girl, that you see walking down the streets, I'm much worse than that. If I told you my story you might be frightened of me. Well that's to be expected I guess. You see, I have this problem. Whenever I see blood that has been inflicted upon someone that I care about, I change. I change into something horrific that no one wishes to see. I don't know why it happens, it just does. The only way for me to stop is just to let me be free until I'm to exhausted to continue. Maybe if I explain my past a bit it might help discover why I'm like this. It all started when I was 6 years old."

""Mom!" I yelled out. We were playing hide and seek in the house and she hadn't found me yet, and I was afraid.

"Mom!" I stepped out of my hiding spot in the closet and took quiet steps towards the kitchen. The lights were off and there was no evidence that there was anyone else around. That was until I went into the kitchen and saw my mother on the floor, lying in her own collection of blood. That sight, that awful sight, changed me at that moment.

Maybe that's why I'm like this now.

My face that was once so happy and cheerful turned into that of rage and absolute anger. "Dad!" I had called out, but there was no answer from him. I yelled again and again and still no reply. That's when i thought of my father killing my mother.

My parents were once happy, but when I arrived that all changed. My mother loved me with all her heart, but my father loathed me. He spat at the sight of me and had never spoken a kind word to me, ever. I still loved my father like any other daughter should, but I was still nervous around him. He gave me life and I thanked him for it. But, taking my mothers life was the wrong thing to do. My father was part of the military in my village. Oh right, I almost forgot, I'm from the Village of Snow. Anyways, he is a jounin there and has killed many other ninja and has not once cared about taking their lives. I've always wanted to be a ninja, but, not like him. I want to protect others with my strength and ability, not harm them. But if I have to take a life to protect those that i hold dear to my heart I will not hesitate to eliminate them.

I stepped into my parent's room and entered their closet. I knew my parents had weapons there. My mother was a ninja too, a very special one at that. I grabbed hold of a katana that was too large for me and some kunai and shurikan. I left my house. I was ready for a hunt. I was ready to kill that last person that i once held dear. That's when I decided to change my name to Hoshyomi, my mothers maiden name. I was called Kamini Todoke, but now that name is foreign. I entered the forest and i noticed a blood trail leading away from my house. Instinct told me that this was the way. After following quite a distance, I found my self at a hideout. It was my fathers. I smirked to myself knowing that he was most likely here. I stepped stealthily through the packy snow and made my way to a side window. I peered in through the side and what i saw made my face twisted with hatred. There, sitting on a couch was my father, but he wasn't alone. One of my mother's very good friends was with him. She was much younger than my mother, I think about 18. But she was not fully clothed if you understand. My father was caressing her and touching her in the most inappropriate places. No wonder he had been gone a lot lately. I was absolutely disgusted. But this gave me the opportunity I needed. I snuck to the front door and went in without making a sound. I had practiced walking quietly, it paid off. I went to the room where my father and his 'new friend' were. I slipped out a kunai and ready myself for the kill. The next thing I knew was that I was up against a wall with my arms pinned above me.

"Well, well. I never expected you to come so soon. I guess you are my offspring and perhaps inherited some skill. But that's not gunna get you anywhere in my books." My fathers face my gleaming at me with the most beastly face you could imagine. "I should have killed you off a long time ago. I hate the very sight of you. Maybe if you were never born than I wouldn't have had to kill your mother." What he said made me feel very ashamed. Was i really that much of a bother that my mother had to die? Was my existence so terrible that I was a hindrance to my family? But, with my anger as it was, my guilt trip ended fast.

"Mother loved you."

"Yes I know, that's what made it so easy to kill her. She never expected a thing. I just walked into the house and hugged her than blamey... she died. It didn't even take my 10 seconds to get rid of her" After he finished talked he just laughed sickeningly.

Something inside of me sparked. I wasn't sure what it was at the time but i let it consume me. It felt nice. I felt power seeping through

every pore of my body. My father noticed something was happening to me. "Those eyes. You have her damned eyes." My Eyes? Did they change? But then i noticed my sight was in fact different. I saw things in a different way. My father's body was all blue, and there was a line above his head that was very short. I didn't know at the time but it was his life line. The next thing i knew i was out of his grasp. He had momentarily lost himself in thought and i was able to escape him. To my advantage he didn't have any weapons on him. I took out mine and threw them all in the air like a barrage with my eyes closed. When I opened them I saw my father's dead corpse on the ground.

Then my father's friend walked out of the room she was previously in. She was still wearing nothing. Then, she screamed at the sight of her beloved man lying on the floor bathing in his own blood. She saw me and ran towards me in anger forgetting she was naked. I pulled out a shurikan and she immediately stopped. "You MONSTER!" She emphasized the last word. Than ran out of the hideout and into the cold winter snow. 'Monster, monster, monster'. That word played in my mind over and over again.

My business was done. But, I had no place to turn to. Soon the whole village would found out about my parents death and most likely they will blame both deaths on me. So I had to leave the village. Run away and never look back. My past life was gone and it was time to start a new one."