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Redemption	By : Hedari Category: Naruto > General Views: 1660 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Who am I…? Why do I exist…? Where is my home…?
I winced a bit, feeling a strong ache in my head. I felt myself sitting on the ground, leaning against something hard – a wall probably.
I tried to open my eyes slightly. At first I wasn't able to see anything, just black. But my vision returned soon.
My orbs widened at the sight in front of me and a gasp escaped my lips.
Blood. Nothing, but blood. It was spattered everywhere – on the floor and walls, even on the ceiling.
My heart stopped beating. There were bodies around me, all covered in crimson. They were not moving. I noticed the color of their hair – it was blonde, almost white. All of them were members of Tsukiyomi clan.
I clutched my head, trying to remember anything. What happened? Why… Why is everyone dead?
My elbow hit something soft and I turned my eyes to see the image which engraved into my mind forever. It was my mother. She was lying next to my feet, her head wrenched to the side. Her light blue kimono was soaked in blood.
'M-Mommy…?'
Everything around me blurried as I moved her hair out of her face, trying to see her eyes. Maybe, maybe she was alive…
I screamed in horror. Her eyes were white. I couldn't see her orbs.
What happened to my mommy?
My body trembled as I stood up slowly. Who, who did all of this?! My body was sore, but I didn't care. Tears were rolling down my cheeks as I slowly moved down the passageway. I felt my stomach twist at the smell of iron.
I stopped next to my cell only to shriek in horror again – my daddy was lying in a large puddle of blood, strangle marks on his neck. He was locked in the cage, where I was supposed to be.
No, no...!
Only now I noticed that my clothes were bloody too. Not only clothes... My arms, everything. But not a single cut, not a single bruise. I fell to the floor crying, suddenly remembering everything that happened between me and my parents. Yes, they were screaming at me and I fainted... No, I didn't faint. I lost control... There was this enormous power... I killed my whole clan.
Why... Why did it have to be me?
I lifted my head to look around, still sobbing. No voice. Nothing.
There was nothing left of my home. Nothing left of my family. I destroyed it. No... My power did it. But this power was inside of me...
I flinched when something cracked behind me. I looked behind my shoulder, but there was nothing.
I closed my eyes, my back slid against the wall, leaving a red trace on it. Just what... What should I do..? I didn't mean to kill them... I would never... Never kill my mommy and daddy...!
I continued sobbing, unsure of who I am and what is waiting for me. Should I search for help..? What will people do to me when they learn that I killed my own family? Will they kill me too? Should I run away?
I have never felt so afraid and confused in my life. There was nothing left to me. I was nothing.
Once again I flinched from some sound in my clan's compound. Who was it? What if... What if someone is still alive? Should I check? But how can I face someone when I was the one killing everybody?
I kept sobbing quietly. It was hard to believe that some time ago everything was fine. Everyone was still alive...
No, no... I can't stay here anymore. I can never return here again.
I stood up slowly. I felt nausea in my body – there was too much blood. I moved to the meeting room – there was something I must take with me.
This room was a big place – there was a big round table and many shelves with scrolls. It would have impressed me a lot, if only I wasn't a killer... A criminal...
Where should I start to search? I glanced at the table – a big scroll caught my eyes. I recognised some symbols written on it. „Tsukimi". It sounds familiar... Wait, didn't my parents call my power Tsukimi? Then this is what I need.
I couldn't understand all the things written here, but I must learn about Tsukimi. It was a power I hope I will never use again. It was a power which destroyed everything I had. I want to erase it... There must be a way.
I grabbed that scroll and started running out of the compound. I ran through the dead bodies and my vision blurred again. But I had to keep running...
I stopped and glanced at my mommy last time. I'm really sorry... I should bury my parents, put a monument on their grave. But do I have a right to touch them? No, they would hate me. They would be disgusted of my dirty fingers, touching their bodies. I don't have a right to call myself a member of Tsukiyomi. I was a disgrace to my clan... Just like they said it. They were always right.
'You were right, mommy, daddy...' I whispered to myself, gazing at the dark brown house in front of me. 'I shouldn't be alive. I'm sorry...'
I felt another tear leak down my cheeks as I ran into the night, which was still calm, like nothing happened. The moon... It was still shining brightly, illuminating my sin. Sin, which could never be forgiven. Sin, that I will carry for the rest of my life.
For about an year I tried my best to live by myself. I was still afraid to tell anyone what happened. There was no excuse for my actions.
I was seven years old when I thought that I was going to die in a forest, out of hunger. Somehow I managed to escape out of my village, maybe because my clan lived at the border of it. I hoped that no one knew that I was still alive. My body was sick, but I couldn't complain, no. I should have taken my life away long ago. But I just couldn't... I was pitiful.
It felt really strange when an old lady found me. She was very surprised to find me in a forest, all alone. Of course, I didn't tell her anything. I just wanted to run away from her, but she didn't let me. She took me to her house. Many thoughts tortured me at that time... What if she knows about Tsukiyomi clan? But she never said anything. Her house was away from any village, it was isolated. The old lady was nice to me... I tried to my best not to be a burden to her – she didn't even know that I was a killer. She thought I was just a lost child, but I wasn't. The least I could do is help her in anything. She taught me lot of things – I was more than happy about it.
However, the lady passed away four years later. She left me everything, but none of these things belonged to me. I didn't deserve any of it. In the end, I couldn't even tell her the truth...
This time I made sure to make her a grave – she was like my grandmother. I ran away again.
Since then my life was empty and pointless – I just tried to learn ninjutsu and ran away from my past. I didn't know who I was, what was waiting for me. Sometimes I was even hoping that someone would hunt me down, but no one ever did. I was a worthless coward, whose name was erased long time ago. Maybe... Maybe Tsukimi was truly a curse. My life was meaningless... A place called "home" existed only in my dreams.
Until I met the Akatsuki.
The second and the last part of Ayumi's memories. Let's continue with the main story!
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