Author's note:
Warning: this chapter contains scenes that are quite violent and gory, so if you are sensitive, DO NOT read it.
Now that I have warned you, let's continue with the chapter.
The news of my mother's death shocked me.
I don't even have the heart to make a joke like I did with my biological mother, because this Uchiha woman, with whom I spent five years of my life, I loved her like a real mother and she was the one who gave me a home, while my biological mother I barely saw and when she died, I didn't even have time to know who she was.
At my mother's funeral, several Uchiha are gathered, and one of them, of course, is Fugaku Uchiha, my mother's cousin.
"I'm sorry."
People offered their condolences and gradually left until finally only Uncle Fugaku and I remained....
...
There was silence.
I still don't even know the exact circumstances of my mother's death. Yes, it was murder, but under what circumstances could an Uchiha Jounin have died like that?
"They say that while she was on patrol, a troublemaker killed her." Fugaku broke the silence.
Then he looked at me.
"But I don't believe that bullshit. I have my suspicions, but I think that even at your age, you can deduce what happened."
A troublemaker killing an Uchiha jounin? Don't fuck with me, I don't believe that shit.
It had to have been at least an elite jounin. Besides, judging by the wound on her neck, that "troublemaker" knew what he was doing, because it's right on the carotid artery, not a random cut.
Another thing I suspect is that it was Danzo.
Whether it's because of the "keep calm and blame Danzo" meme or the look on his face after going to the Hokage's office... that bastard Danzo is going to pay for this one day.
More than sad, I feel powerless. I can't go and kill Danzo right now. I'm just a kid, and I haven't fully developed my weapons yet, and I know few jutsu.
I lack the combat experience and physical strength to even think about facing Danzo.
All I can do is grit my teeth and swallow this feeling of rage and helplessness.
Tears run down my cheeks, anger, sadness, and helplessness eat away at me and finally make me cry out of frustration.
I have to find the bastard who killed her, and if I don't find him, I know it was Danzo who ordered it, so I will eradicate the entire Root division.
I must take revenge on that bastard; he will not go unpunished.
Fugaku looked at me for a while and sighed, for I am an orphan once again.
Because my last name is different, I can't stay in the Uchiha compound, so they should send me to an orphanage now since "I can't take care of myself."
In Naruto's case, it was because that guy Sarutobi was backing him up, but in my case... I have no one.
So is this all over? Will I end up being Danzo's or Orochimaru's guinea pig?
Damn it all, I'm barely born and my biological mother dies, an Uchiha woman adopts me and everything is happiness, but Danzo had to ruin it all.
DAMN OLD BASTARD, I'LL MAKE SURE TO RIP OUT YOUR EYES AND MAKE YOU SWALLOW THEM, THEN CUT OFF THAT ARM WITH HASHIRAMA CELLS AND STICK IT UP YOUR ASS SO IT EXPAND INSIDE YOU.
All those words ran through my mind like a great stream of water in a river, anger erupted so strongly that I couldn't exactly control what I was saying, even in my mind.
But while my mind wandered, insulting Danzo and planning how to kill him, Uncle Fugaku handed me a small box....
"What's this?"
Fugaku opened the box and took out a jar, which contained two eyeballs with sharingan.
Huh?
"Your mother asked me to give them to you in case she died."
His face remained somber.
"I didn't expect it to be so soon, but this is your mother's Sharingan, which is a precious gift given only to those we love or respect deeply." He handed me the vial and, still with a sad expression, continued.
"Take care of them. It's your mother's way of saying she'll be with you when you need her most."
Tears fell down my cheeks again and a lump formed in my throat. I couldn't process these emotions properly.
A storm of emotions overwhelmed me and I hugged the jar with my mother's eyes, as it is the only thing I will have left of her... I will never be able to see her again, I will never be able to feel the warmth of her embrace again, I will never be able to see her slight smile again, nor will I ever be able to taste her food again.
Damn it, why did this have to happen? I shouldn't have excelled so much just to see her smile. If it weren't for that, she would still be alive and still with me.
"I must also tell you that we have decided to place you in the Uchiha registry... mainly because it is something she would have wanted, but also because there are other circumstances. To sum things up, you can continue to stay in your mother's house, as you are now the heir to everything she had."
I looked at Fugaku with an expression of sadness mixed with surprise, as I thought they would send me to an orphanage.
"The only condition is that you continue training and bring pride and glory to the Uchiha clan, because someone as skilled as you, even without blood, has the right to call yourself one of us." He smiled a little, which was unusual for him.
I was speechless, as I didn't expect them to be interested in an orphan like me.
Fugaku understood how I was feeling, so he left, leaving me alone with my mother's gravestone.
I stayed a few more hours, sitting in front of her gravestone now as I tried to think things through.
This won't stay like this. I don't have the strength yet, I don't have connections to back me up, I have nothing right now but the same feeling of loneliness I had in my past life.
"Mother," I murmured, pausing slightly. "I swear I will avenge you!"
Hours later, at dusk.
An elderly Uchiha performed the eye transplant on me. Since he is not exactly a doctor and they are not very accustomed to performing this type of transplant, there was no anesthesia, so I felt my eyes being ripped out and then another pair of eyeballs being inserted.
By using chakra to speed up recovery and do what was necessary to reconnect my eyes, I can now see again, but because it is a 3-tomoe sharingan, I see with such excellent quality that I can see even the sweat pores of others in detail, and when I put chakra into it, I feel like things are moving in slow motion.
Having had my eyes transplanted, I return to my home, which is now completely empty...
This feels so lonely, just like my home in my past life.
I can't shake the feeling of wanting to vent, but I remember that I have unconscious bandits in a sealing scroll.
I teleport to a nearby cave, which is where I fermented and made the poisons, but this time, I take the extracts I took from mushrooms that are said to enhance the senses but cause you to see hallucinations when you consume them.
I take the bandits out of the scroll and begin to tie them up outside the cave, using the trees as supports. I kneel them in front of me and tie their arms to the trunks.
I inject them with the hallucinogenic mushroom extract and wait for them to wake up.
"Where are we!?" one of the bandits shouted, but then I stabbed him in the leg to see if the effect was working.
"AAAAAAAGGGHHH!"
The bandit screamed and gasped in exasperation.
I know that being stabbed hurts, but I made sure to stab him in a non-vital spot that usually hurts less.
I noticed his gasps and exasperation, but I also noticed that he was spinning around nonstop, as if searching for something, and writhing severely, leading me to believe that his senses had indeed been enhanced.
I force one of them to look me in the eyes, because since I'm not an Uchiha, I can't deactivate them.
I put him under a genjutsu, but I notice that he just stops moving.
"I think I cast it wrong."
I try again, this time making sure he stays awake.
In the genjutsu, I change his perspective of me, causing his heart to beat fast and making him sweat profusely.
"I don't know exactly what he's seeing, but it works for me."
I force the others to wake up by kicking them in the groin after injecting them with the same substance.
With everyone awake and under the darkness of the moon, they can only see a shadow with bright red eyes watching them.
Their arms were tied, and just as they tried to get up.
Crack.
I break their legs using the blunt side of my axe, making it impossible for them to get up.
"Let's see, right now I'm very angry and I want to take it out on someone," I pause as I watch them. "And what better than bandits who steal, kill, and rape even little girls?"
I stand behind the one in front of them all, whom I made look at the rest of his companions in the face.
I placed torches on both sides so they could see exactly what was going to happen to them.
The forest was silent.
Not even the crickets dared to sing under the cold moonlight.
In front of me, the bandit was breathing heavily, his chest bare and trembling, tied to the tree like an animal at the slaughterhouse.
He couldn't see me, which made his fear even greater, because he didn't know what I was about to do.
The wind brought me the stench of his fear.
"You know what you did," I whispered. My voice sounded like the edge of an unsheathed blade.
"And you know what you deserve."
There were no screams yet. Only the creaking of the rope as it tightened with his futile attempts to free himself.
With steady hands, I slid my dagger, opening the flesh like stained parchment.
The blood spurted warm, marking my face, but I felt nothing. No disgust. No fury. Only the calm of necessary execution.
I ripped open the bandit's flesh, exposing his rib cage, where his muscles lay tense with pain.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!
Blood was gushing out and his cries of pain echoed throughout the forest, but I felt sorry for him. I had chosen a remote forest because I knew they would make a lot of noise, so no matter how much they screamed, no one would come.
After skinning his back, I cut through his back muscles, making my way to his ribs.
The bandit gasped and writhed in pain, but the bonds prevented him from moving too much, and the hallucinogenic mushrooms kept him extremely dazed.
Terror invaded the rest of the bandits, some wanting to flee, but their legs were already broken and they were tied up, forced to watch.
They couldn't even speak because of their terror; they looked like pigs about to go to the slaughterhouse.
When I reached his ribs, a shadow clone handed me my axe. I took it and, with the back of the axe, slowly broke all his ribs.
"AAAAHHH, PLEASE, MERCY, JUST KILL ME!!!
Tears streamed from their eyes and the horror became more pronounced.
"How curious, isn't it? That's exactly what those you tortured and killed said, but now that you're the one who has to endure it, you cry like a bitch.
Crack
Having broken his ribs, I now have access to his lungs, so I carefully take each one and place them on his neck, one lung on each side.
The bandit no longer has the strength to continue screaming, his lungs have been removed, so finally, he falls dead.
Terror and panic spread among the rest of the bandits, as if at that moment they regretted all the things they had done in the past, as if they wanted to go back to being normal people, if only they hadn't taken the path of becoming bandits.
But what a pity, there is no such thing as "what if."
The skinned skin from his back tied some threads, but first he lifted the bandit's body, with his arms still tied to the trees, and remaining suspended in the air, he pulled the threads that were tied with a needle to his skin and climbed the trees with chakra to extend his skinned skin.
Thus, his corpse was exposed to the rest of the bandits, forming the shape of a blood eagle.
Everyone was stunned, but even in a state of shock, I took another one to do exactly the same thing, causing the forest to fill with crows and a strong smell of blood.
Blood eagles spread throughout the forest, thus satisfying my desire to kill Danzo, even if only for a moment.
Before leaving, I cut off all their heads, then placed them on a pike and stuck it in the ground while I wrote down each of their crimes, the most prominent being "child rapist bandit."
At the end of all this, I couldn't feel any empathy for these bandits. In my eyes, they are nothing more than disgusting beasts who deserve not a shred of mercy or empathy, but when I think of the victims, my heart twists with what they have suffered, so I decide to help in any way I can.
I freed the women and girls I had rescued from the bandits' lair from the scroll, covered them with blankets, and left them in my cave, as I first had to deal with their needs and ensure their recovery. "If you save someone, make sure you take responsibility for them until the end."
"Well, I think I've calmed down a bit. I'll have to make a plan to deal with Danzo," I muttered to myself as I sat down on a rock.
I'll leave the bandits' bodies hanging as a reminder, because I already have a plan for what I'll do to Danzo as soon as I get my hands on him.
I planned to kill these bandits with the newly made poison to observe and date its effects, but due to the turn of events, I had a fit of rage that made me execute them in this other way.
Is wrong? i don't care anymore, they were bandits, the society's shit, so it doesn't matter for me.
But it doesn't seem enough to me. I think I'll have to experiment again with the bacteriology of this world. I must also get a supply of super poisonous and venomous animals, because I have to get the ingredients from somewhere.
The only person I know who handles snakes is Orochimaru, but knowing the canon story, I think that in a few years he will be incriminated for Danzo's experiments. Besides, I have no way of approaching him...
Wait, I think I do have a viable bargaining chip.
The next day.
"Master Sakumo, could we take on more bandit hunting missions?"
Mr. Sakumo was perplexed by my request, as he didn't expect me to ask for another bandit hunt so soon. I guess he expected me to stay home to mourn, as well as for the fact that I had taken someone else's life with my own hands.
But I need the bandits for several reasons.
1.- I need test subjects.
2.- They could be useful as bargaining chips with Orochimaru, since he also needs test subjects.
3.- There are components I want from the bandits.
4.- If they have amassed treasures, take everything from them.
5.- I need to face some of them to train my physical abilities.
"Eh, well, I think that would be fine."
So we spent several weeks like this, me hunting bandits without killing them all.
I capture several by putting them unconscious in a sealed scroll, and those I did kill, I cut off their heads as proof that the mission has been completed, but I keep their corpses in another scroll, as they are still useful to me even after death.
For what exactly?
The bandits' corpses are useful for experimenting with other types of living beings, such as bacteria, and they also serve as hosts for some insects with which I signed summoning contracts, focusing purely on parasitic and poisonous ones, imitating the Aburame clan's insect technique a little.
I leave others out in the open, waiting for more beasts to come and eat them, signing contracts with several flocks of crows as well as more wolves, increasing my summoned creatures.
I keep those who remain alive in cells and take some out from time to time to inject them with experimental poisons and toxins to note their effects. I have also grown some hallucinogenic mushrooms in certain areas of the cave, but since I know they can get out of control, I keep them in isolated areas so that when they reach their limit, I can harvest the mushrooms and proceed to extract their hallucinogenic agents.
With the money I've earned from missions, I've been able to buy materials and instruments to set up my own laboratory, which is rustic but serves my purpose of making basic chemical mixtures.
If I want to start doing experiments like Orochimaru's, I would need more funds as well as learn how to mix chakra with my experiments, but so far it's just the basics.
If you're wondering about the bandits' victims, some of the kidnapped children no longer had families, and I didn't want to take them to Danzo's orphanage, so I ended up adopting them as servants in my home.
My mother wasn't exactly the richest in the Uchiha compound, but we're not poor either, so I have enough to support a few servants.
But those who I saw no hope for or who were already more dead than alive, I had to give them a lethal but painless poison, as I couldn't take responsibility for them.
But every time I had to do that, I couldn't help but shed tears for them, as I really wished I could do something for them, but it's better to give them the mercy of death than to make them live in suffering.
Those who still had families, I gave a little money and escorted them back to their families (using a clone).
With weeks of experimentation and cultivation, I finally managed to make powerful poisons, but my best work so far is one that was made from a miniature spider, whose bite causes the flesh to begin to decompose.
Because of that, I started breeding several of these spiders, but because of their effect, I influenced them with my chakra to prevent them from biting me, even allowing them to walk on my body without any problem.
But I don't use the insects to fight, instead I order them to deposit their venom in a container as soon as their venom gland is full, doing something like milking.
But the final mixture is made by mixing this toxin with hallucinogenic agents.
-AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!
The scream echoed inside the cave, as the subject could see his skin rotting and melting away little by little while he was in an altered state of mind.
I gave him a dose that will kill him slowly, so he'll be like this for at least a few days.
Let's see, I keep all my notes inside the cave, more specifically inside a hole in the wall, so when I want to continue or check something, I just need to reach in and take out my notes.
I have to say that some poisons failed, because in the process there were times when they neutralized each other when mixed, although in that case I could use it as an antidote, so it's not a complete loss.
Other times I poisoned myself because I was stupid, but since I already had the antidote ready, there's no problem.
Other bandits managed to escape, but I always use hallucinogens before working on the subject, so when they manage to escape from the cave, they fall into a trap or crash into trees.
What did worry me was if the bandits I was experimenting on using bacteria escaped, so I ended up isolating them in a completely enclosed place deep inside the cave.
Well, the bacteria I have experimented with include E. coli, tuberculosis, and even one that I found by pure luck in a tick feeding on the blood of a rat. Those in the know will be aware of how extremely dangerous the latter is, so I isolated it in a specially sealed parchment.
If I want to start experimenting with such dangerous bacteria, I must first study some medicine, as I need to have the necessary antibiotics on hand.
Obviously, when I enter that area, I wear several layers of protection and burn my clothes when I'm done.
That's been on the experiment side, but on the training side...
-Let's go!!!
-Waaaaaagh!!!
I let out a roar, triggering a genjutsu, which paralyzes the opponent in front of me. I then throw my chain at him, piercing his neck, and then hook him and pull him toward me, cutting off his head when he is close.
Another bandit down.
Mr. Sakumo watches me execute another bandit, a thoughtful expression on his face, but then he says:
"Well, I think you're ready for more complicated missions. Get ready to fight other ninjas."
Oh.
"Understood," I nod as I put away the bandit's corpse.
If it's a fight against other ninjas, that means I'll finally be able to experiment with chakra. Excellent.