Sasuke's Revenge
A/N: Double Release (1/2). If you want another Double Release, lets get to 500 powerstones by Sunday. This story's continuation depends on your support—so don't forget to give the story powerstones! Goal: 500 Powerstones.
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"Gosh…" Shizune whispered, staring at the grotesque sight of Danzo's severed arm, still twitching slightly on the ground where Goro had cut it off. Blood pooled around it, the crimson liquid seeping into the cracks of the wooden floor.
Tsunade's gaze, however, was fixed on Danzo's fallen form. The shock of seeing the Sharingan embedded in his severed arm hadn't worn off. Goro's brutal methods were one thing, but the revelation of Danzo's hidden secrets… She clenched her fists, anger coursing through her veins. "Despicable," she spat sharply.
She took a deep breath, her voice firm as she addressed the masked figures around them. "Take Danzo into custody," she ordered, her voice filled with disgust.
But just as the Anbu moved to execute her command, Goro stepped forward, his body blocking their path. He glanced down at Danzo—who lay on the floor, a pitiful heap, unable to move—and then turned his gaze back to Tsunade.
"No, that's not happening. It would only be fair if Danzo met his demise at Sasuke's hands. The only option is for Sasuke to kill Danzo. Isn't that right, Sasuke?" Goro asked, his voice inquiring as he looked back at the Uchiha, who was wiping his mouth after vomiting.
Although his face was still pale, Sasuke's expression was resolute. He took a step forward, the intensity of his gaze sharpening as he stared down at Danzo. "This is my vengeance to execute," he said adamantly, his voice bitter with unfulfilled revenge.
Tsunade's jaw tightened, her gaze flickering between Sasuke and Goro. "We can't. We need to take him in for questioning," she insisted, her voice laced with authority and a hint of desperation. She had to maintain some semblance of order, but Goro's unpredictability was throwing everything into chaos.
Goro shook his head, his expression unwavering. "Danzo has a curse mark placed on his body. It'll explode upon his command. The seal I placed on his eye restricts his brain functions and puts him in a temporary vegetative state, but it won't last long. We don't have time. He'll steal Sasuke's revenge and take this entire building with him if we try to take him for interrogation."
Tsunade's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Danzo, who was still breathing heavily on the floor. "He's a despicable man. I wouldn't be surprised if he did have a failsafe like that in place." She looked back at Goro, her complex emotions showing on her face. "Even so… We can't have Sasuke go through that. It's also not safe. What if the blast takes him too?"
"It won't if we're quick," Goro replied. Without another word, he hoisted Danzo's limp body over his shoulder, the old man's head lolling back. Bending down, Goro picked up the severed arm as well, blood dripping from it in thick, slow drops.
"Goro. Let us handle it," Tsunade said, her voice firm and commanding. She took a step forward, her expression resolute as she locked eyes with him. But Goro didn't respond. He looked at her for a fleeting moment, then turned away.
The Anbu moved to circle him, their hands reaching for kunai and katanas. Each of them ready to restrain him if needed.
Before anyone could act, Goro flickered—moving at a speed that the Anbu in the room couldn't keep up with. In the blink of an eye, he stood by Sasuke's side. Having secured Sasuke, Goro swiftly weaved a hand sign, his voice ringing out, "Water Style: Water Bound!"
A massive barrier of swirling water surged up around them, encasing Goro, Sasuke, and Danzo inside. The Anbu reacted instantly, launching themselves at the barrier, their kunai and katanas slicing through the air. But before their weapons made contact with the wall of water, thick web-like water strings shot out, wrapping around their arms and legs, restraining them in place.
Shizune's eyes narrowed as she took a step forward, ready to spring into action, but the water barrier reacted, strings of liquid chakra shooting out and coiling around her wrists, pinning her to the wall.
Tsunade's eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched tightly. She began rolling up her sleeves, her voice low and dangerous. "Goro. Don't be rash."
Goro glanced at her but said nothing. His grip tightened on the back of Danzo's collar as he let the severed arm drop to the ground. 'Tsunade won't put in too much power. I doubt she wants to destroy the whole building. Unfortunately for her, she'd need at least that much power to have a chance of breaking through my Water Bound Jutsu.'
He turned to Sasuke, his voice calm. "Do the honors, Sasuke."
Sasuke grit his teeth, his gaze locking onto Danzo, who hung in the air by Goro's grip. His mind raced with memories—his family's faces, the screams, and the bloody aftermath of that cursed night. His eyes started to gain a red hue, three black tomoe patterns spun into existence, as he extended his arm forward. Lightning chakra began to crackle and spark around his hand.
"This is for the clan," Sasuke muttered, his voice a low, dangerous growl as he began to walk forward slowly, relishing in the satisfaction of finally completing the first part of his revenge.
"Don't do it, Sasuke!" Tsunade shouted, leaping up with a burst of speed, her fist cocked back, ready to unleash a devastating blow on the barrier. Her punch connected with the swirling wall of water, creating a shockwave that shook the room. But the barrier merely dented under the pressure before bouncing her back, forcing her to retreat a few steps.
Inside the barrier, Sasuke stood in front of Danzo, his Sharingan glowing fiercely. His mouth curled into a maniacal grin as he met Danzo's wide-eyed gaze.
"This is for the clan," he repeated, louder this time, his voice laced with venom. He thrust his Chidori forward, the electrified hand piercing straight through Danzo's gut. The old man gasped, blood spurting from his mouth.
Goro's lips twisted into a smirk. "Aim for the heart, Sasuke. You don't want to give him any chance of surviving, do you?"
Sasuke's grin widened, and the curse mark on his body began to spread, black patterns snaking up his neck and over his face. Activating another Chidori, he sneered, his voice cold and hollow. "I already planned to."
With a look of growing satisfaction on his face, Sasuke raised his crackling hand again and thrust it through Danzo's chest, the sound of flesh tearing and bone splintering echoing in the room. Danzo's body went rigid, his remaining eye glazing over as blood poured from the gaping wound in his heart.
The room fell deathly silent. All eyes were on Sasuke, who stood panting, his hand buried deep in the man's chest. Danzo's body convulsed one final time before going completely limp, the last of his blood draining from him as Sasuke yanked his hand free.
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