SasoDei – Replica Deity – Chapter 1

I open my eyes, I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light.

I open my eyes, greeted by the usual sight. I am in the large test tube type thing, surrounded by a liquid which is like water, only it isn't water. I can barely see beyond the glass, there is always a blinding white light which blocks my view. The only other sight I see on occasion is…him…

Who is he? I don't know.

I am naked in here. Always have been. I don't know how long I've been in this test tube either, as long as I can remember…But I know there is a world beyond my small universe…I don't know how, I just know.

For some reason my feet don't touch the floor, nor does my head touch the top. I'm suspended in the exact centre of the liquid filled tube.

I look down at my bare body. There is a cord attached to my belly button, sort of like a man made umbilical cord. I suspect that that is what is keeping me alive. It gives me oxygen. It gives me nutrients. It gives me knowledge.

I've never spoken to another human. The only one which I have actually seen besides my reflection is…him…

I look at my reflection in the glass. I stare dully into the light blue eyes, which are a shade lighter than this liquid which envelopes me. My brownie blonde hair floats around me. I manage to move my left arm through the dense and heavy liquid. I run my delicate fingers through my untangled locks.

Can't remember how, I can't remember why, I'm lying here tonight.

I close my eyes and drift off into a memory which is not my own.


I'm lying on a hospital bed. There is a bright light over me. I scream at the pain which is driving through my body. I start to scream my lover's name. I feel a hand grab my own, though the feeling is faint, as if I am no longer fully there.

"I'm here."

The feeling of his hand in mine is disappearing slowly.

The pain is becoming more intense, but I stop screaming. Because I know…No way would he let me die…I know that it is safe to sleep as long as he is here…

"I love you, un."

"I love you two, De-"

His voice is drowned out by a long beep. It was a note that seemed to go on forever. I smile slightly. I feel so tired…so I close my eyes and whisper a name.


The world then went black as my life slipped away.


I am awoken from my dreams by the sound of tapping. A keep my eyes closed. I know who it is. The tapping soon turned to knocking as 'he' became impatient.

The annoying noise went on for about a minute before the knocking stopped.

I waited a bit before I decided the coast was clear.

I opened my eyes. They immediately fall on the figure whom is standing behind the glass. Damn.

He rolls his eyes and he speaks to himself, though I can not hear what he is saying.

He then focuses on me once more.

His name? I have no idea.

He has hair the colour of blood. His eyes are both brown and harsh. He is wearing a light blue shirt along with a pair of baggy black pants today. During my whole life, the only thing about him which changed was his clothes.

He started to tap on the glass again. It seems to amuse him. It just makes me feel like a gold fish in a tank. After a bit he stops tapping and looks at his clip board. The bastard looks from the paper, to me, then back again. He places the clip board on the floor. I see a piece of paper with information written on it.

Name: Deidara 226

Age: 19

So I've been in here for 19 years…it feels so much longer than that…

My eyes slip to a smaller piece of paper…A photo. In the picture is the red head and a blonde who looks exactly like me, though their hair is golden while mine is muddy.

And I can't stand the pain, and I can't make it go away, no I can't stand the pain.

I look back towards him. He is fiddling with a little panel in front of the test tube. I feel a sharp pain in my abdomen. I look down just in time to see the umbilical cord type thing drop away from my belly button. I move my hand down and feel inside of my navel. A pain shot right through me. Stitches.

It was then that I realised that I am feeling uncomfortable. I feel a desperate need to open my mouth and breathe. But there isn't any oxygen to breathe so I keep my mouth shut.

I watch the man, and he watched back. He appeared to be waiting for something.

The bastard probably wanted to see me writher, squirm, search for air in the test tube.

But I don't. I just continue to watch him through the glass. Who cares if I die from lack of oxygen? I feel myself beginning to sink. My feet touch the bottom of the container, though I don't break eye contact from the red head.

The world is going hazy from lack of air. But I don't care. I just continue to stare.

He gave a smirk and pressed a button on the panel.

I noticed suddenly that the liquid was disappearing, draining. In a few seconds the water has passed my head. I feel the weight of my drenched hair on my shoulders. I breathe through my nose. The liquid which was nearly completely drained appears to be odourless.

I never broke eye contact with the red head, even as he pushed another button on the panel.

How could this happen to me?

I've made my mistakes,
Got nowhere to run,
The night goes on, as I'm fading away.

The glass slowly disappeared into the floor. It's almost astonishing how clear the red head is without the liquid and glass hazing my view of him. I see his lips move once more, but this time I could hear what he was saying.

"Come here."

It's the first voice my ears have even heard. I continue to stare into his eyes.

"What if I refuse?"

The red head was silent. We just stared at each other.

"Do you know what your name is?"

"Deidara 226, un."

The red head's eyes flickered a little, as if amazed by something.

"What was that?"

"Deidara 226."

He gave a kind of glare at me.

"After that, Brat."

I blinked at him.


The glare vanished from his expression once more.

"Do you know how many of you I have made?"

I look from side to side. For the first time, the blinding light is gone and I am able to see.

Nearly exactly next to my tube was 2 more test tube, one on each side. In one of them was a figure that looked exactly like me, though they floated near the top of the container, appearing to have drowned. The other container had a pool of blood around it. I didn't really care. Lucky bastards.

I'm sick of this life.
I just want to scream,
"How could this happen to me?"

I looked back at the red head.

"Too many, un."

He quirked an eyebrow at that.

"Too many? I would say not enough. Though the correct answer is 226."

"So I'm the latest, un?"

"Precisely. And out of all the 226 clones, you are the only one who says un."

I blinked at him.

"Sorry for being faulty, un."

"Faulty? You're perfect."

I blink at him lazily.

"You killed the others. Why, un?"

The red head smirked.

"Because they were faulty. They either struggled of air, or obeyed me when I told them to come to me."

I look down and notice the sharp blade in his hand.

"Why would you kill them because of that, un?"

"Because they were faulty. He would never struggle, and he would never obey…"

"Who is he?"

"He is the one you are cloned from. He is called Deidara."

I blink at him. Deidara. So that is why my name is as it is. A question entered my mind. It might get me killed, but not like I'd care if that happened.

"What is your name, un?"

The man's smirk fell and he seemed to stare more intently into my light azure eyes.

"My name is Sasori. Akasuna no Sasori."


(Okay, I wrote this yesterday since I had the idea in my head and I just had to write it down on the comp. Probably going to be 2 or 3 chappys, it was supposed to be a one shot thing but I gots no time to write the rest since I got work to do. Hope you likey.)