Eyes of the Devil Rewrite

Chapter 1

A/n- Okay, this is a rewrite of one of my older stories, and one I've wanted to revisit for a long time.

Disclaimers: I don't own Naruto nor any characters other than those I've created from my noggin.

WARNING! This story contains explicit scenes including violence, gore, sexual content, torture and rape. If you're not comfortable with these I would advise leaving. NOW!

Footsteps echoed down the dull, dark halls of her prison, rousing her from her latest repeal.

"Oh god…" She whispered, curling into a haphazard ball. It took all of her might to push herself up against the wall, the shackles that continuously drained her chakra clanging loudly on the floor.

"Please god no… no more…" She prayed, knowing her nightmare was only just getting started. The door creaked open and her heart stopped.

"Wake up, little blossom." His voice spoke softly, as if to a lover. Her body started to shake as he approached her, but she managed to regain control just as he was mere inches from her. His fingers slid through her hair gently, caressing her long tresses with the utmost tenderness.

But it was a lie… It was always a lie with him…

She kept her eyes closed tight, refusing to look at him. She stayed slumped against the dirty wall, feigning sleep. She was in so much pain. Her whole body throbbed from his previous "sessions" with her. Maybe if he thought she was unconscious he'd go away. Maybe, just maybe, he would leave her in peace for once.

She was wrong…

"Look at me!" He growled, grabbing her up by her hair, her knees scrapping against the cold stone floor. Her eyes shot open and her cracked, bloodied lips parted as she screamed in agony. Emerald glared into onyx as they stared at each other, hatred matched by madness. "There's a good girl." He sneered, cocking his head to one side. His eyes studied her with an almost childish curiosity, as if he was a child with a new toy. His smirk turned into a frown, and she tensed, bracing herself for the pain. "What happened to your defiance, blossom?" He asked tracing her jaw with his fingers.

She stared at him with a blank, hollow expression.

She screamed as the hand tracing her jaw slammed into her cheek, sending her crashing to the ground as his other hand let go of her hair.

He watched her as she curled into a ball on the ground, hands covering her face. He saw the blood seeping from between her fingers and his grimace deepened. She lay, silent as she cradled her wounded cheek. Her body was covered from head to toe in bruises, burns, and cuts. He'd had fun with her these past few weeks.

Dragging her up by her hair once more he brutally slammed her head into the wall, pressing her skull into the stone. She cried out as she hit, blood seeping from the gash on her forehead. Her body was shaking now, almost uncontrollably.

"I said, look at me you filth!" He growled; his tone seething as he threw her back to the ground. His foot slammed into her ribs as he viciously kicked her, snapping them like twigs.

Blood sprayed from her mouth as he beat her, her body slamming into the wall behind her with each blow.

"I won't cry…" She screamed inwardly, every ragged breath making her broken for beg for death.

"You know I don't like it when you don't obey me." He said coldly, drawing his sword slowly.

She heard the soft click of the blade being freed from its sheath and she lost it.

With strength she didn't know she had anymore she dove for the door, but he was too strong. He caught her by the chain of her shackles and slammed her against the wall, his face inches from hers as he pressed her hand against the wall.

She knew what he was doing. Her hands would be sealed to the wall by the shackles and then he would really start to have his way with her. So she fought.

"NO!" She screamed, flailing against him. He laughed at her as he renewed his pressure against her hands. "PLEASE! PLEASE!" She begged. The moment she felt the blade on her throat she froze, eyes the size of saucers.

"Now, now; I don't want you to do something foolish. After all I have plans for you tonight."

"Please, no more…" She begged.

He didn't stop, and neither did her screams. His blade dug into her flesh, and each time he relished the screams he got from her. She was trained. She could take the beatings. But the blade brought out a special terror from her. And so did what he had planned for her for later that night.

"Why?" She begged.

He'd taken a break. He'd stepped back and just stared at her beaten, bloodied form. He'd watched the blood flowing from her fresh wounds. He was drinking in the sight of her body struggling for breath, tired from the beatings, tired from all the screaming.

"Why are you doing this…" She said between ragged breaths. "I told you… wh…at… yo…u wanted… to… kn…ow…" She struggled out, losing strength fast.

"Hmmm…" He said softly, his tone mocking. "Maybe I'll tell you later…" He said, raising his sword. Electricity danced along the blade as he channeled his chakra into the torturous weapon.

"Please…" She begged softly. She'd given up. Her emerald eyes were cold and lifeless. "No mo…re… Just… kill… me…"

"I wish it was that simple." He murmured so low she barely heard it over her panting breaths. He poised his blade just above her stomach and she started to cry again.

"No more… kill me…" She begged, but was cut short by his lips slamming onto hers. He pulled back and smirked sadistically….

"Hush now… After all…" He said, pushing the blade through her skin despite her scream of agony.

"Sasuke…"

"We're only just getting started, Sakura." He murmured, channeling his chakra into the blade.

Her screams filled the quiet night, echoing around the walls of the abandoned compound.

Sakura bolted up, stifling a scream. Her breathing was ragged as she buried her face in her hands, sobbing softly. She was trembling so hard she thought she might come apart.

"It was only a dream…" She whispered, repeating it over and over in her head. "It's over… It was only a dream." She though desperately. Her body was numb from the cold, her sleeping bag being of little help this late in October. The clothes she'd worn to sleep in that night had wound themselves around her lithe body, twisted and soaked in cold sweat.

The cold air burned in her lungs as she took deep, soothing breaths, desperately trying to will the memories away. The trees whispered around her as a cold breeze passed.

Sakura sighed softly, leaning into it. The cold air soothed her heated, sweaty skin. She sat there for a long time, trying to re-numb her runaway emotions. After a while she got some of her composure back, but the visions were still vivid in her mind.

Glancing up at the sky, she sighed heavily. It was almost dawn, streaks of fire racing across the dark clouds. The trees obscured her view somewhat but she could tell it would be morning soon.

With one final deep breath she stood. She needed to pack up camp and get back on the road before too much longer. If she didn't make it out of this valley before nightfall she might get snowed in and be stuck her for the entire winter.

The trees were practically barren, and the cold had already set in. She was high in shadow country, a small sliver of land lying between the borders of Fire and Rain countries. The small nation ran along almost half of the western border of Fire, but was barely an eighth as wide. It was fairly flat terrain to the south, but the farther north you went, the rougher the land got. Around the capital, Hitsuya, it was mostly just hills, But as far north as she was the mountains were massive, only roughly half of them showing under the clouds. This forest was one of several littering the valley floor. It was the longest valley in shadow country and the most isolated place Sakura had ever been to. It took two days to cross and when the winter snows came both passes were sealed, making it near impossible to leave for the remainder of the winter.

Which was why Sakura had to get out of there, and soon…

She packed up her belongings, storing them safely in her pack before setting out just as the light started to peak its way through the clouds. It was later in the day than she thought. It normally took until about 9:30 for the first light to make it over the mountains. She'd lost daylight, and that meant precious time. She'd heard of a storm approaching in the last village she was in, and she knew she had to get out of this valley.

She'd dressed more traditionally, wanting to fit in with the villagers. She donned a simple blue kimono with a floral design on it, tied with an obi of the same color. After all, if it came down to a fight… Well, she didn't want to think about it for now.

With hollow expression on her pale face, Sakura set out. Back to the endless wandering, and the never-ending feeling of emptiness that comes with being without a home.

She stopped, leaning against as tree for a moment, trying to hold back the torrent of emotions.

He'd taken everything from her… because of what he did to her she would never see her friends, her family, her beloved sensei, or even the village again…

She could never return to Konoha, if she did…

They would kill her on the spot.

The day dragged on, nothing but trees and a couple small animals to keep the wandering girl company. She had to admit she liked this placed. It was peaceful and quiet, something anyone who had ever been involved in the never ending bloodshed of the shinobi world craved.

Damn it.

The old man that had given her directions at the last village hadn't mentioned a fork in the road… He'd told her to stay straight and the road would take her straight through the valley, but the path ahead of her split at almost perfect right angles.

Sakura stood there, pondering her options. If she chose the wrong one, it would send her almost to the edge of the valley, setting her back by almost an hour.

A cool breeze hung in the air. It whispered through her hair and Sakura leaned into it, sighing in frustration.

"Hey there!"

Sakura jumped, her senses running wild. She calmed down when she saw a woman on the road to her left. The woman was coming towards her, a basket slung under her arm.

"Hello." Sakura said, bowing politely. She knew the people of this country were very old fashioned; manners were everything and she didn't want to cause waves.

"Oh my, darling you don't have to bow to me." The older woman said, laughing slightly. She was dressed like any other villager: a weathered kimono with the sleeves tied up so she could work. Sakura could tell she spent a lot of time in the fields from her light hair and tan complexion.

"Sorry." Sakura mumbled, attempting to avoid eye contact.

"Don't be." The woman said, beaming. "You're not from around here are you, missy?"

"No ma'am. I from down south near the capitol." Sakura lied. It was easy for her to lie nowadays.

"What's a pretty young lady like you doin out here on the road by yourself?"

"Just passing through; I'm heading back down south actually." She said.

"Well you don't wanna take this road sweetie you'll end up in the village. Take that bend there." She said, pointing to the road opposite them.

"Thanks." Sakura said politely, bowing again before turning to leave.

"You okay honey?" The woman asked, looking her up and down. The girl before was deathly pale and a little too thin for her taste. She was a mother and her intuition was running wild.

"Yes, I'm fine, just a little road weary." Sakura called back over her shoulder, putting on her best fake smile before heading off in the direction she'd told her.

"Well there's an old abandoned hut a few miles down. It's mostly used by hunters now but you might wanna stay the night." The woman called, watching the girl walk away. "There's a storm coming you know!" She called, but the pink haired girl was already out of earshot.

A few hours after mid-day the light began to fade behind the mountains and Sakura began to worry.

"How long is this fucking valley?" She though viciously. Spending another night out in the cold was not a thought she relished, much less the potential of being stuck in this valley until February when the snow melts.

The wind was picking up. Sakura knew the storm was fast approaching. It had stalled on the mountains for a few days, but now it had spilled into the valley, bolstered by the strong winds from the high peaks above them.

"Maybe an hour…" She thought pensively. There might not be enough time to get out by then. Maybe she could make it through before it got really bad. The pass was only a couple miles away now, maybe an hour or twos walk. But it was getting dark and she was exhausted. Maybe she should stop at that hut…

No. She didn't know anyone in this valley and she needed to get the hell out. There was no way she'd survive for three months in a hut with here measly provisions. Not to mention she was completely broke.

Sakura picked up the pace. Moving was the only thing she had left. She had to keep moving, wandering on and on until the end of her days. Meaningless, utterly pointless, but it was all she had to cling to. Tears slid down her pale face as she walked.

She'd suffered unspeakable horrors. Her home was robbed from her. Her sensei, the woman who had taught her everything, made her who she was, was dead…. Her friends thought her a traitor, and the worst part…

They were right…

Hours later she was still a good ways from the pass. The forest had closed in on her now, blanketing everything. All she could do was follow the road in the growing darkness. Before the last of the light had begun to fade she'd seen the mountains ahead, but it was almost pitch black now. The flashlight she kept in her bag was her only saving grace in the gloom.

A few flakes had begun to fall here and there, dusting the ground beneath her feet. Now she was regretting passing by the trail that led to that hut.

Screw getting out of the valley, starvation had to be better than death by exposure.

Sakura froze.

She knew that sound… That sound would remain burned in her mind for the rest of her life.

It was the sound of steel striking steel.

Sakura switched off the flashlight and immediately ducked into the bushes to her left, listening hard. She heard it again… and again… The distinctive clang echoing off the trees around her sent shivers down her spine, very, very bad memories springing to the front of her mind. She forced them down and tried to come back to reality.

Someone was battling close by and she was alone.

"Shit…" she growled.

The noises were coming closer. Sakura's body tensed, preparing to lash out with her monstrous strength.

She moved herself further from the road, desperate to get away but not wanting to reveal her presence at the same time. Using all her training, she moved with cat-like stealth until she was knelt behind a thick tree.

Now she could hear the two breathing, hear the growls and frustrated grunting of the battle. A cry split the silence for less than a second, drowned by the sound of steel scrapping against steel.

Suddenly she heard a tearing sound and a dull thud coming from the road a few yards up, followed by a sick, wet squelch. She though the heard someone moaning in pain for second, but quickly fell silent. Somebody just died less than thirty yards from her, but in the pressing darkness she couldn't see anything beyond maybe ten.

Her mind was racing and her heart was going a mile a minute. The unmistakable scent of blood was surrounding her and she could hear footsteps coming closer. She heard the sound of a sword being sheathed and her heart stopped. Whoever had lived through the confrontation was right on the other side of the tree.

She held her breath, ready to strike at any second.

A twig snapped to her left and she truck.

Sakura rounded on this unknown murder…

Only to be knocked down by him. The man had toppled over on her, taking her down with him in her surprise. She screamed and threw the man off of her, scrambling back from him until she hit another tree.

Her mind was reeling. What the hell just happened? Did all her reflexes go out the fucking window? This guy just fell on her.

She waited, unable to move. Desperately watching him, she waited for any sign of movement. A single twitch and she'd bash his skull in. But he didn't move. The only sound was the sound of her rapid breaths as she tried to calm herself.

Was he dead?

Sakura, cautiously, stepped over to him. He'd fallen in a heap right where she'd tossed him when he knocked her over. She knelt down and nervously felt for a pulse. It was there, but it was faint. She switched on her flashlight, kneeling down, and tried to get a look at his face.

Surprisingly he was fairly small, her inner medic noticed, taking in every detail of her new patient. From the look of him he was only a little taller than her. He was wearing a dark colored kimono and white hakama, though they were so stained and tattered it was hard to tell.

He had dark hair. A lot of it actually, it covered his face but that seemed suddenly less important to her. He was covered in blood; even with her pitiful flashlight she could see the crimson liquid matted in his hair and staining his tattered clothes.

"Fuck what do I do now…" she thought. On a whim, she grabbed the man by his shoulder and shook him. He didn't respond. His breathing was shallow and fast, and his body was shacking slightly. She couldn't tell if he was wounded or if it was from exposure.

I can't just leave you out here…" She said aloud, uncertain as to what to do next. She was sure this man had just killed someone, but at the same time she had no idea of the circumstances. There was talk in the last village of bandits in the area, but then again he could be one of them. "Fuck…" She growled.

What should she do? Her medic side demanded that she help him, but her realist side said to leave him and get the hell out of there. But she already knew what she was going to do. With a frustrated sigh she grabbed the man by his arm. Grunting she heaved the man up onto her shoulder, her knees almost buckling under his weight.

"Why do I have a conscience?" She asked aloud.

The snow started to fall faster, blanketing the world in white.

A/N well here we go again. ^^ I know there wasn't a lot in this first chapter but the content warning will apply to ALL chapters.

Well here is the first chapter of the new version of one of my favorite fanfic I've written. I know it's slow and probably will be for the first few but itll pick up I promise. XD Tell me what you think ^^