Dark Redemption

Then, she felt something sharp at the tip of her neck. She stared down and widened her eyes when she saw blood dripping onto her cell floor. A dark blade of the same fluid was mere inches from claiming her life. She stared up and she gazed into a sea of red within Naruto's eyes. "Y-You...don't...have…," She uttered. However, she stiffened when he pushed the blade a bit further into her chest.

"I'd choose my next words carefully, Izumi-san. I remember you very well. You helped me once. I'll leave it to you to remember when. To think Itachi abandoned you after you loved him so much. Kind of like how everyone abandoned me in a way. He didn't kill you like you thought," Naruto said.

Her anger flared. Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi! Itachi!

Naruto rose an eyebrow when he watched Izumi lean forward, the blade piercing her flesh. She stared at him and he stared back. Naruto slowly retracted the blade of blood into his body.

He watched her lean over at the drips of blood he left. She slowly circled her tongue around each one. He knew she had no way of knowing if he was telling the truth or not, but in her anger she cared not. If he released her then she would bring about her own revenge...starting with him.

She knew what he was going to ask her. Serve him: Mind, body, soul, and spirit! A slave to any dark order he wished, but she cared not. For in his eyes, she saw the corpses which laid at her feet for all the misdeeds she had suffered. Why a ten-year old held such eyes, she did not know. Even more so, she was not aware of ever helping him. Minutes ago, she couldn't even remember his name.

Izumi remembered the dream of the life she had wanted when Itachi had placed her under a genjutsu. At that moment, she was the happiest she had ever been. She was not expecting to wake up, but she had and the joy of her dreams came crashing down to return her to a life she loathed.

However, she stilled when she heard his voice speak. "So...the silent treatment? Alright, I'll leave you in there. I can find better uses for you," Naruto said, but her chains rattled with haste.

No, she couldn't allow him to leave. What he planned she did not know, but...but... in the face of her hatred, she did not care what she had to do for him. "T-T-Ta..ka...mura Shin...gen-n-n," she rasped out. Naruto firmly nodded.

"He's all yours. My use for him has run its course anyway. I have the Red Dragon under my control. True, it's not complete, but I just have to get rid of a few...inconveniences," Naruto said. This was actually true. Currently, he had the former leader cleaning up his apartment.

That should enough. Plus, it was still an experiment for how far he could extend his control. Under disguise, he had Takamura buying him some groceries. Perhaps he wouldn't have to work off a pathetic orphan's stipend anymore from the Hokage.

"His wife?" She asked. Naruto gave pause for a moment. He supposed he didn't need her for anything important. Though, working off Shingen's memories then he supposed he did have a sort of temporary assignment for the woman.

"Do whatever you want to her, aside from kill her for the next...two months. I do need her alive in one form or the other. However, after those two months, throw her to the wolves for all I care. Anything else?" Naruto asked curiously. He watched the Uchiha cough for but a moment. Naruto felt blood surge forward.

"Uchiha...Ita...chi!" she did not ask this. She firmly demanded it. This got a small smile from Naruto. He watched her slowly lean her face over the drops of blood he had left.

The blonde had not seen Itachi on his own. He had seen Itachi from the memories of Yugao, Shingen, and even some of the animals the Kyuubi container had seen. He knew he was no match for Itachi. Neither was Izumi. At this current level to challenge Itachi was going to kill Naruto faster than the blonde knew what to do with. But, the Kyuubi container had discovered something interesting that he wouldn't be able to share just yet.

"I don't know where he is, but with connections to the Red Dragon I'm sure he'll turn up eventually." Naruto answered. Truth be told, it was possible. Though he was only speaking from the times he had observed Shingen performing business ventures with other organizations rather than his own intuition.

Naruto held out his hand into the cell. "You have one chance. You can back out now and I'll let you go. You can give up your hate and move on. Unfortunately, I can't do that. Make your decision now before I get bored and leave," He responded, but his eyes gleamed with glee when she immediately lapped her tongue on the drops before her. She then reached and placed her chained hands into his own.

"Ba...ck...out?! NEVER!" She snarled. Naruto firmly nodded his head and he opened the cell doors. With a blade of blood, he discarded the restraints which had bound her for so long. She did not stand.

She merely looked upon him. She did not remember helping him, but he had clearly helped her. She hoped one day she would be able to find the memories which could guide her. Yet, she could also feel the intense burning within her body. She could feel his mind and his blood molding her, but she did not fight this.

Once the burning ceased. She stood to her feet, just in time for the Anbu to return with a notepad. "Anbu-neechan, help her out. Get her food and some clean clothes. Also give her a bath," Naruto ordered. The Anbu said not a word and moved the Uchiha on her way.

"And what about you?" Naruto asked when he walked to the cell over. He spotted another woman. Though it had lost life, her red hair slipped over her face. Her eyes unfocused. Yet, her ears picked up on his voice. Naruto had to have her. Such a powerful life force could magnify his abilities and hopefully his control. Yet, the plank for her name was empty.

"What's your name?" He asked. She looked at him. Her violet eyes couldn't seem to place his form. Whether she had been down here for so long that the light had not granted her adequate sight or not was something for debate. Her skin looked pale and her body seemed withered.

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