cold · vengeance driven · sharingan · naruto · team taka · aloof · lightning techniques · revenge · akatsuki
The ravine was a deep scar in the earth, its jagged walls catching the last crimson light of sunset. Loose stones clattered underfoot as three figures sprinted through the deepening gloom, breaths ragged, footsteps echoing off stone. Karin led, her red hair a flash in the dimness, one hand pressed to her temple as she strained to sense any trace of Sasuke's chakra. Nothing. The silence in her mind was a void more terrifying than any alarm. Suigetsu followed close, his grip tight on the hilt of Kubikiribocho, his usual smirk gone. Jugo brought up the rear, his massive frame tense, eyes scanning the shadows. They rounded a bend and froze. In a small clearing where tall grass brushed against weathered boulders, they saw him. Sasuke sat slumped against a stranger, his dark clothes stained wit…