Prologue
No-one's POV
"Mom? When is Dad gonna be back? I mean, he's been gone longer than usual." A young girl, maybe eight years old, was standing in the doorway, watching a woman clean a pile of dishes.
"I don't know, sweetie. Hopefully today, or tomorrow morning. No later than tomorrow, I'd guess."
"Okay. I'm just getting a bad feeling..."
"Oh, Hawk. Don't be worried. Your father is a Shinobi, remember? He can handle himself." The girl's mother put down the towel and plate she was holding and dried her hands, going over to her daughter and embracing her.
"I know, Mom, but that's why I'm worried. Didn't Dad say that something strange was going on in the Uchiha's village when he was there last?" Hawk's face was pleading, pleading for her mother to tell her that it would be all right.
The next morning Hawk's father still had not returned, and a wolf-masked ANBU brought grave news: Every person in the village, Uchiha or not, was dead. Including Hawk's father.
