"You still are a Zen'in. One of them. Do you feel no qualms in killing your own brethren?"
She asked with squinted eyes and Sasuke let out a small laugh.
"I'm not a Zen'in. Not anymore. I go by Uchiha now."
He clenched his fists and took a deep breath. He was not one to seek violence, but if that hateful clan still wanted to kill him after everything they did to his past self, then he'd have to fight back.
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3 days later...
Tokyo..
Nightlife in such a magnificent city was nothing short of lively. The gleaming radiances from massive buildings shone with excitement, coupled with the screeching and beeping noises from cars fused into a cacophony of sounds that really depicted the busy lifestyle of most citizens.
Within a rather beautiful and well lit neighborhood, heavy music drowned every other noise, originating from a night club in front of which many people queued, mostly youths.
After about an hour, a figure walked out of said club, his arms wrapped around the waists of two skimpily dressed young women who flirted and laughed as they walked out.
"Isamu san, it's always nice to have you back here..I hope you enjoyed yourself today..."
One girl on the left let out a small laugh, and the youth, nodded with a small wicked smile and proceeded to grope her butt, as she squealed in embarrassment.
The youth, dressed in a brown leather jacket over a dark shirt and jeans let out a satisfied sigh. His dark brown hair was tied into a messy ponytail, his face was flushed red and he staggered a bit in his walk, clearly intoxicated.
"You can go back inside girls. I just need to find where I parked my car and I'll head home.."
He let go of the two girls in his arms and stretched his back, and scrambled to take out his car keys from his jacket. As he pressed on the buttons on the key, a resounding beep reverberated in the distance, and even he with his intoxication couldn't help but furrow his brows.
"Are you sure, Isamu sama? You can stay the night with us like you always do.."
The other girl on his right spoke as she caressed his face and his chest gently.
"Nope. But don't worry, girls. Next time, you'll have me all to yourself the whole night..I just need to find my car"
He smiled, kissed them both on the cheeks and unhooked his arms from theirs, and he watched them walk away, before he turned towards the dark and narrow alley where his car beeped from with a murderous expression.
He walked slowly, a pale bluish cursed energy bubbling around him, as he carefully observed his surroundings. He might be drunk, but he was a Jujutsu sorcerer and a powerful one at that. He was one of the three heirs of the Zen'in clan, and with that he could count on one hand that number of sorcerers stronger than him.
After walking within the darkness for a bit, he finally came face to face with a badly dismantled car, that was half destroyed and the other half stuffed with sharp shurikens that had ripped apart the car although it was metal.
"Who dares?!!"
Anger boiled up within his chest, as an icy blizzard exploded forth, with his body at the epicenter, freezing over everything around him.
He took out the keys to the car, froze it over and tossed it into the air, as he angrily searched for the culprit, however after a finding no one in the area, he called it quits and decided to leave.
But...
*POOF*
The moment he took steps away, multiple small grenade shaped objects were tossed towards his feet, and in an instant, they exploded, letting out smoke that enveloped his figure.
"Cough!"
Having been caught off guard by the sudden attack, Isamu coughed severely as he covered his nose and mouth trying to avoid inhaling too much of the smoke.
*SWOOSH!"
Despite this, multiple speeding sounds caused Isamu to open his eyes in fear. Multiple shadowy figures, shrouded in layers of seemed to blitz to and fro around him, like ghosts. His heart rate increased and sweat dripped down his neck, however he mustered courage and unleashed his cursed technique once more, employing an icy blizzard of frost and crystals that froze everything around him, even the layers of smoke.
"Huff"
"Huff"
He took in deep breaths, calming himself down, and steadying his beating heart. He took one last look at the crystalline combination of smoke and ice and turned around to leave when he sensed an incoming projectile ripping through the air at insane speeds, slashing towards him.
He quickly employed his agility and vaulted over said object, identifying the kunai that nearly slashed into his neck. The moment he landed on the ground, his eyes widened in shock, as dozens of kunais ripped towards him out of nowhere, each one heading towards a vital organ, leaving him no time to react at all.
*SLASHHHH!*
While he had no time to react to the attack, he managed to put up an icy wall around his body to shield him from the incoming high speed projectiles, however they ripped through his defense as it were paper and decimated his body.
Even his face was not spared from the onslaught, but despite the immense pain, he still managed to move out of the way after the first wave of the attack.
"Ughhh!"
He groaned in pain as he felt the stinging bite of incised wounds on his face, torso and chest, and he puked out blood, as he looked down to see several of the blades lodged deep within his abdomen.
Wiping the blood of his lips, he slowly staggered to his feet, using a wall beside him, and raised his head up only for his heart to sink in despair.
A masked figure wrapped in a black robe with blood red cloud imprints glared towards him from atop a building..The figure's mask bore a hole showcasing his left demonic eye that glared towards him with contempt, disgust and mostly, wrath.
Isamu POV.
My injuries were severe, so to say, but not extreme. A normal human being inflicted with such wounds would've died of blood loss and internal injuries immediately, but I'm not ordinary.
I held myself up, not wanting to accept my death easily, but at that moment, my senses picked up on a familiar aura and cursed energy signature which nearly broke my spirit.
I raised my head and lifted my bloodied eyes to look up and it was there I saw him...
Wrapped in a black robe with bloody red could imprints and holed mask from which his demonic eye glared towards me with disgust and contempt.
I knew he was none other than the mercernary, Zero, but that alone wasn't enought to shake my spirit, rather it was the aura he carried. I nearly couldn't believe my senses. I thought I was hallucinating until I saw him take off his mask to reveal...that face. The face I loathed with all of my being...We had killed him, we saw his corpse with our own eyes, yet now he stood before me as a whole new person.
"S-Sasuke.."
I stuttered, mentioning his name, as his emotionless demonic eyes kept resting on my figure, and without hesitation...I ran.
I didn't even know where I was going nor did I know my way out of this place, but the only thing I knew was to get away, as far away as possible from him. He had me right where he wanted me and I had no one to call on for help, but I didn't want to die, not to him.
I ran and ran, twisting and turning in different directions, however, at the end of each alleyway, I seemed to see his figure nonchalantly standing there and waiting for me, and the moment I decide to run, he disappears like a ghost.
'I don't want to die..'
I muttered soundlessly to myself, as I continued running, however the blood in the eyes and the pain from my wounds began slowing me down. It was as if my innards were heating up, and I couldn't help but vomit blood once more, I thought I wasn't going to make it out, until....
I finally saw the light. A large building stood across me, and behind was the dark alley. I had finally made it out. I wasn't going to die anymore, but all I needed to do was crossover to the building.
However...
The moment I took the first step, a sharp projectile ripped into my chest as blood burst out of my mouth and nose. I stood there in shock and surprise, and I looked down to see a kunai sticking out of my chest.
I wanted to cry for help, but none of the passers-by seemed to notice me..everything felt like an illusion.
*SLASH!*
*SLASH!*
Blood burst out from my body, as several other kunai ripped into me, but I didn't wince and stood there gobsmacked. How cruel was he to allow me to see a glimmer of hope and then decide to finish me at this time. Why didn't he kill me before and wait till now, right when I thought I wasn't going to die. How cruel was he to just toy with me as he wished.
I felt a sudden pull on the kunai lodged within my body and it dragged me along, leaving a trail of blood wherever I passed.
My body was tossed into a large dumpster beside a small building, as silence reigned. Was it all over? Could I die in peace now? I asked myself as my vision blurred.
However, right then and there, I saw him descend from above, like a monster from hell, with his blade cocked back ready to finish me off. This was indeed the end.
*POV end*
*BANGGG!!*
A loud bang shook the neighbourhood, causing the street lights around to flicker on and off for several moments until after a while. Blood seeped from underneath the dumpster and a figure jumped out of it and landed gracefully.
He summoned a small towel and wiped off the bloodstains on his face and his sword before he sheathed it, placed on his mask, took one last look at the dumpster and let out a small smile.
"One down two to go..."
He slipped on his mask and fixed his robe before stretching out his waist lazily. With this stunt, he should be able to take the attention of the Zen'in clan away from searching for 'Zenin Sasuke' as focus on Zero. Right now, the only people who truly knew his identity were Mei, Shook and the Star Religious Group.
Mei was gonna handle Ieiri, and he was gonna handle the Star Religious Group himself.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded to himself and disappeared after planning his next moves.
A/N: Sorry for the late update guys...again. Had a few things to take care of. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed it. I know you do. Review and donate. Let's help this rise to the top.