Day One: Part 1

[Sasuke Uchiha]

"I think we have more allies here than we first thought"

Sasuke’s new comrade, Jon Snow’s words resonated within the youth as he walked down the corridor. A sense of nostalgia washing over him as he went; his mind adrift, brought him memories of Team Seven and Konoha. He shook his head and the thoughts from his conscious, the muscles in his hand tight, clenched into a fist as his resolve returned. He didn’t have time to get off task, Itachi had already began to gain a foothold in this world, so if he wanted him dead he needed to get a move on.

Suddenly a loud speaker sounded overhead, “Attention contestants, Dante’s Abyss is now starting. Please make your way to elevators, they will take you to the landing pads above.

Jynx… the youth thought. He then turned on his heel at a quick pace. From what Hammond had told him, the duffle bag they had given him would be vital to his success of this mission and he had, unfortunately, left it back in his room.

“Damn…” he cursed himself as he passed room after room, moving up in room number until he finally found himself at ‘#43’. Horror over took his expression as his heart dropped; his bag was no longer sitting on top of the desk.

“Contestant number forty-three, Sasuke Uchiha, if you’ll please come with me.” A voice sounded from behind the ninja, giving him a startle, causing him to immediately take a defensive stance as he turned to face the voice’s owner. The ninja’s eyes revealed a young man in his late twenties with auburn hair, dressed in Dante’s Abyss staff uniform.

“Someone took my bag.” Sasuke quickly informed the employee.

The man leaned to the side, peering into the room, “Oh dear, that’s never happened before. Oh well, come with me.” He then started off down the corridor, leaving Sasuke standing there with a bewildered expression on his face. The youth followed after him.

“What do you mean, ‘Oh well’?! What about all my supplies, isn’t this supposed to go one for days?” Sasuke questioned with a worried voice.

“Days?” the employee questioned, stopping to face Sasuke, and let out a laugh before continuing, “Haha, you’re a cocky one aren’t you. I’m sure you won’t last that long.” With that he began towards the elevators once more. Sasuke scowled; a quick, coordinated movement of his hands followed.
Suddenly, a bright blue light burst into life all throughout the corridor, behind the Dante’s Abyss attendant, causing him to turn and face the Ninja, “Oh that reminds me…” he said as he removed something metal from his dress and thrust it forward.

*CLASP*

As suddenly as Chidori came, it went; it’s bright and intoxicating light with it. Sasuke felt a tight grasp close in on his throat and worse than that, a grasp took hold over his chakra as well. He knew it in his bones, he could feel it, “What the hell?!-What is this sorcery?!”

“Good for keeping contestants in line. Looks like a collar. Now move along tough guy, get into the elevator so we can get this over with. Can’t win that awesome first place prize if you don’t shut up and move on.”

Sasuke glared at the worker with righteous contempt resonating in his eyes, however, he followed his orders. He had said the one thing that would gain his obedience, ‘First place prize’. That had to be one of those artifacts Dumbledore was talking about.

‘PING’ the elevator sounded as the metallic doors opened and out stepped the worker, with Ninja in tow. Sasuke took a double take at his surroundings, his mouth left open a moment before he consciously closed it. The youth had never seen helicopters and too him they were gnarly creatures of wonder.

Such speed its blades have… he thought in amazement. The particular one he was watching lifted off the ground; his jaw dropped again.

“They fly? What are they?!” Sasuke questioned with awe in his voice.

“The choppers?” the attendant asked, confused by the question, “That’s our ride…”

“We’re going to ride… that?!” Sasuke pointed as he exclaimed.

The attendant laughed, pulled a black cloth bag from his dress, and placed it over Sasuke’s head, blindfolding him.

***

Okay, we’re here.” Sasuke heard someone say as the black bag was removed from his head. He surveyed the people on board; only Dante’s Abyss staff.

“This is where you get off.” One of the worker shouted over the loud sounds of the helicopter engine.

Alarmed, Sasuke threw his hands up in protest, “I don’t have my bag!” exclaimed the Uchiha, loud enough to be heard over the chopper engine.

The worker actually laughed, “Not my problem.”

“No, wait, here. There’s an extra, here.” another worker said offering the ninja a pack. Sasuke thanked god for him, as he took the bag.

“Alright, now, JUMP!” the first worker shouted, as if he was extremely irritated at the turn of events.

Sasuke reached forward, grasping a fistful of the workers shirt and pulled him in close, grinned and flung him out the door, “After you!”

Sasuke turned back to the other employee, who had handed him the extra pack. The worker flinched and Sasuke’s face expressed sympathy, “No, I’m sorry. Thank you. The world needs more people like you.” and with that, he descended the distance to the ground.

Sasuke surveyed his surroundings, taking note of every little detail that could aid him. He then decided to take a look through his pack, being that it had caused him so much trouble. The youth kneeled down and unzipped the duffle bag, inside he found what he was looking for, the weapon. He pulled it out and investigated it. He wasn’t quite sure, but he felt like Hammond would be proud. A card dropped to the floor, Sasuke picked it up and read, “I heard they were trying to take your fireballs away, hope this helps. Signed anonymously.” Sasuke scratched his head, half confused and half excited. Whoever it was from, it didn’t matter. He was that much closer to obtaining his vengeance and restoring his once, great clan, the Uchiha to their full glory.

Now, if he could just kill everyone here and claim that artifact…

*BOOM*

A deafening blast sounded, thundering throughout the island. Sasuke turned to face the blast and sometime later caught a glimpse of a young boy, even younger than Sasuke, who seemed to be in bad shape.

Looks like someone already got the party started… Hmm, lucky me. I’ll get my first kill without any trouble… thought the ninja. He then stepped forward with a serious look in his eye. This game was about survival, not morals, and that kid could have an artifact. He knew what had to be done.

However, as Sasuke got within range to put the kid out of his misery, the violet haired child spoke, muttering something about, ‘Gilgamesh’.

Gilgamesh? Where have I heard that name before?... The Uchiha thought. Then it came to him:

"I still need to go find who I was talking about. I've met one of his friends already" Jon took a few more steps forward, but was delayed once again by Sasuke's curiosity. "Who was he?"

Jon craned his head to look back at Sasuke so their eyes met, clearing his throat before speaking.

"Only the King of the Dunes himself. Gilgamesh, they call him".

“You’re Snow’s friend?” Sasuke questioned.

“Snow? YES! Jon Snow! He and I are friends, yes!” pain stricken, he used a little too much energy in his excitement as he responded to the Ninja’s question, hurting himself in the process.

“I see…” Sasuke stated. An image of Naruto, Team Seven, and Konoha flashed in his mind once more; his fists clenched. “Who did this?”

“I’m not sure, but it happened just over there.” Crona spoke, weakly and in between gasps for air.

“Stay here, I won’t let them finish the job. I'll kill them first!” Sasuke said as he started to rocket off into the direction Crona pointed to, but hesitated a moment, “Listen… just, don’t die, okay?"

And like that he was off, like a bullet, he shot into the forest.