The Last Avenger and the World of Omni: Resurrection

[Sasuke Uchiha]

Enabled by the damp acoustics of the forsaken well, the demon’s blood curdling cries of anguish were a like a joyous chorus to the Uchiha’s ears. Not only had he dispatched his foe, but he had managed to summon the might of Kusanagi once more. ‘How was this possible?’  the youth thought as he admired the once fabled weapon, now returned to him. His mind pondered the possibilities while he planted a foot to the demon’s chest, gave a good shove, and removed the blood and filth from his katana.

The demon staggered backward, shock and horror resided in its eyes, its ashen hands clutching onto the grievous wound, and copious blood flowed from its puncture. Then, suddenly, the demon’s expression changed. From misery to delight, it straightened itself, allowed its arms to its sides, and revealed a healthy torso, void of any lesions.

“What is the meaning of this, demon?” Sasuke questioned as he tightened his grip on the legendary blade’s hilt, took a combat stance, and braced himself for further confrontation. The demon responded with its arms up, as if to indicate it no longer wished to battle.

“You intrigue me...” The demon cooed as it advanced a step, “That blade is not a legitimate. You’ve created a fake, and yet, its bite is very real.” Sasuke eyed the monster as it crept closer and closer while speaking, “It’s not the true, raw power of Kusanagi, but a formidable power none the less. I’m considering…” the demon paused for effect, “Yes, you may keep your life.” The demon was now behind Sasuke, his words, but a whisper, “For now.” A devious chuckle sounded as the shinobi turned about, ready to dispatch his foe once more, but the demon had already rebounded from the ninja, “To gain something, you have to give up something.”  The demon smirked as he studied the young shinobi, “Tell me. What is it that you seek? Unless you have forgotten…”

Anger stirred within Sasuke; as if he could. Images of Itachi, his clan, his family, and their murder had all been seared into the shinobi’s psyche for years. It really was a lot for a young boy to cope with, enough to break a stronger man, let alone a fourteen year old. He was fucking seven when it happened. Fuck Itachi. It took everything in Sasuke not to break down, cry, and take his own life every day. Vengeance was all he had, his only comfort. “I have not forgotten what ails me.” Sasuke answered. “Or what I seek.” the words were like vile as the ninja spoke them.

“And you realize you’ve lost all of your progress?” the demon asked. “Worse than that. You were lucky to amass such power so quickly. It’s not likely you’ll be so fortunate twice.”

“I do not fear this new challenge,” Sasuke boasted, “rather, like a true Uchiha, I will rise to meet it.” His own devilish grin appeared and a fire ablaze in his sharingan blessed eyes, “Besides, in my experience I’ve learned that lightning can strike twice.”