Their Will... {Hayabusa}

Hayabusa re read the paper one more time. He shook his head and placed the paper back down. He looked at Nythyia’s body on his floor. He picked him up and laid him on the couch. His eyes were still open. He shook his head and closed them, using his fingers. He stood up and walked out of the door. Closing it behind him, he looked up toward the center temple that was visible from he door step. All of a sudden a shot of pain went through his eyes. He covered them.
“What the hell is going on with me…” he said to himself.
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He looked back up to the air, blinking to see if he could not get his vision working without light sensitivity. He began walking towards the temple, just running things through his mind. He tried to shake all of it out as he went into the temple and looked up at the bountiful books that had sat there, laid on shelves. Uchiha may have been cold-blooded, but they have a great sense of preserving knowledge. He even considered taking some of this knowledge if he ever decided to leave. He began to walk to the deepest part of the temple
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He began looking for this book in which his grandfather stated in his letter. He would have thought this a trap, if it weren’t in such a sacred place. Hayabusa had skimmed through, before finally he found the book.
“The book of insanity… attractive…” he said to himself, before he pulled it out and opened it up. The pages were virtually blank. There seemed to be hardly anything there except for a border.
“What the hell…” Hayabusa then had another pain shoot through his eyes. “GAH!” he closed them again. He then figured it was worth a try to use Sharingan.
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He opened his eyes with the crimson red with three tomoes and stared at the page. The pain became twice as worse. But he sufficed, for he realized there was now something on the pages. He flipped through the first few pages. There was a page with Uchiha Itachi, and another with Uchiha Fugaku. They had seals on them. He turned to the next page and seen he rest were nothing but circles in the middle. He was going to do what his grandfather, Uchiha Fugaku, told him to do. Follow his instincts… and therefore, that is what he was going to do.
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He bit his finger and place his bleeding thumb onto the piece of paper, in the center of the circle. There then had been made a seal, the same as the other two pages that he had looked at. His name has seemed to become embedded in the page. The circle then began to light up, as if to open up a window to another space less dimension. Hayabusa began to put the book down, until two sets of hands had come from it and grabbed Hayabusa’s collar.
“What the…” he began, before being yanked into the unknown small portal.
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As he lay on the mystical floating space of the portal, he began to open his eyes. He stood up, and looked around. He had been floating into a portal of nothingness. Hayabusa looked around.
“Where am I?” Hayabusa asked himself. He looked around the back of him and there stood a familiar figure… his grandfather.
“Grandfather!” he yelled he began to run towards him but the ground around him began to change into a different room. Before he knew it, this abyss of nothing had changed into a familiar room… the Lydeck Clan house… the main entrance of it.
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He looked around… there was his grandfather, yet again. He must have been seeing things, because his grandfather… in the Lydeck Clan house? The house of a Senju?
“What… is this?” Hayabusa said to himself. His grandfather sat there, waiting for something. ‘What is he waiting for? Is he going to kill Auntie? Is that why Nyth…’ he began. That was when his uncle walked in.
“Uncle… what’s going on?” he asked while stepping in front of him. His uncle walked right past him… no… right through him. “What the hell is going on here!?” Hayabusa yelled, getting aggravated now.
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“You’re taking a risky chance… coming here. This must be… extremely important.” His uncle said this as he sat in a chair across from his grandfather. His grandfather just nodded.
“Yes… the truth of the matter is… not that you would care… it is my grandson’s Sharingan. My father had certain skills… Doujutsu that were beyond belief. He passed them on to me… his first born son. I have never gotten the chance to pass it on to him, for he has not the Mangekyou Sharingan. Nor does he know how he should get it. I’m afraid I will also never have that opportunity.” he said.
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“What do you mean by that?” his uncle asked.
“I am… dying, Lydeck. I am going to die very, very soon. Hayabusa does not know this. Nor will he know any time soon.”
“What makes you think he won’t find out? Eventually you have to tell him… or you will die and he will never know.”
“That is my plan… to die… but he will know…” He said. He pulled out a small piece of paper and began to write on it. Hayabusa caught a glimpse of the scroll as it was passed from Uchiha to Lydeck. It was his final message.
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“Now… my plan is to… be killed by Hayabusa. I have to someway convince him I am the enemy… disguise myself, I don’t know. In order to get the fullest ability of our bloodline, he has to kill someone close to him. A family member or a best friend. It must be m…”
“Me…” someone said from behind. The two turned and looked at the doorway behind Hayabusa, which he had come to the conclusion that this was nothing more than a flashback of some kind. But that voice…
“But… Nythyia…” Hayabusa’s uncle began to say.
“Father…” Hayabusa turned and stepped back, seeing Nythyia enter the room.
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“Father…“ His eyes were baggy, his skin sagging. His body looked flushed and week. “I… I can’t go through this suffering anymore. I just… can’t. It hurts.”
“Nythyia… just hold on. Maybe the medical ninja can…”
“Can what?! SAVE ME!?! NOTHING CAN SAVE ME!?! I CAN’T BE CURED! MY MUSCLES DETERORATE! MY BLOOD A VEINS GROW THIN!” Nythyia then coughed, spitting up a little blood in the process. “A scientist couldn’t even save me. What makes you think a mere Medical ninja can. If a cure had not been made in two decades, I don’t think it will be made in two weeks time.
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“But… Nythyia…”
“Father…” he said, just giving a stern look. His father had swallowed his pride and slumped in the chair. “I heard Hayabusa-chan had left the village. He can’t be gone longer that two weeks, or he will become Missing.” Nythyia pulled out a tag and put it on the table. “He uses the Fourth’s technique.” he coughed and spit, once again. “Like you, Fugaku-san, I will die… it is not avoidable.” He took a deep breath, as far as his lungs would allow. “I… will kill you…” he said. Fugaku looked at him with a very confused look.
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“You are the Senju kid… why would you help him, cousin or not?” he asked Nythyia. “You know the history… they still teach it in school. They continue to spit on the Uchiha name. Why would a Senju help an Uchiha?” he asked.
“Fugaku-san. If I were my mother, I would take pleasure in watching you die… pleasure in killing you… pleasure in watching you suffer. However Hayabusa has taught me to look past our clan’s differences… took look past the blood and look into the heart… the architecture of our bodies. They are all the same of different race.
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“We are all the same species… same type of animal. Hayabusa has been like a brother to me. He has taught me… a lot. If I die… I would rather it be by someone’s hands… by fighting for a good cause. Not because of some stupid birth defect! My only cure is DEATH!” He said looking towards his father. He stared for a moment before looking back. “And I’d rather it be by nobody but him. I will kill you… it will pain me… but I will do it. In order to have Hayabusa come to kill me as well.
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“Hmmm… if you believe in that bond you have… if it truly is as strong as you say.” Fugaku stood up, slightly bowing. “A week and a half… get as healthy as you can… I will get weaker. We will fight… make it seem we put up a fight. I will die, you will make sure he knows. How will he find you?” he asked. Nythyia pointed to the tag.
“He will come to me with this…” Nythyia fought to stand up. “Also in my will… I don’t want to be buried… I don’t want to be cremated. I want to be used.”
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“Science is what kept me alive for two decades. I want my body to stay with him… he could find some use for it… my organs, my body parts… anything. Is that clear?” he asked his father. His father seemed he wanted to object, but he nodded. “Great…” Nythyia turned and began limping away. When he went towards the door in the flashback, it seemed as though he made eye contact with Hayabusa. Then, the world in which he were in seemed to have zoomed away as quick as it was created in this abyss. He was again in nothingness.
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He looked up and he could see his Grand father there. He smiled, and then he faded into the nothingness as well. In his place, another figure. The vibe, aura, and chakra from him seemed all too familiar.
“Tsukiyomi…” he said, in a very deep voice. “My descendant. I am Uchiha Itachi… the creator of this jutsu. Tsukiyomi… the best method of mental torture, extortion, extraction… anything. For what would feel like three days, you can do anything to your opponent in this Genjutsu, show them anything, tell them anything… and in reality, it has only been three short moments.
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