Hello! This is my latest story and once again, I am writing a Madara x OC fanfiction. Spoilers will come eventually, but for now, the story starts in the past.

Chapter 1- The Deal.

"Uchiha Madara. I knew you were not dead," a young shinobi stated blankly in the middle of a gloomy, dense forest. Another, deeper voice chuckled in response.

"I have a deal for you," he continued despite not being able to see his target.

"My, my, you are so serious aren't you? Not even a 'hello' to greet me," the voice responded and stepped out of the shadows. The younger Uchiha briefly glanced at the elder Uchiha and activated his Sharingan.

"You seem a little too young to posses the Sharingan," Madara stated; more serious now.

"You want revenge on the Uchiha," he replied as he looked Madara in the eye through the mask that the elder Uchiha was sporting. The former Uchiha clan leader smirked. "So I do, what about it?"

"I will let you help me kill the Uchiha clan entirely," the raven said as if it was not a horrible massacre. Madara was silent for a moment, but then he said, "And in return?"

"I need a skilled ninja to teach me to fight."

"Tell me your name," Madara commanded.

"Uchiha Itachi."

Madara's smirk widened. "Uchiha Itachi, you have a deal."

...

"Hokage-sama, you called for me?"

The door creaked open as Mika walked into the generously proportioned, spacious office.

"Yes, I have an important mission for you," the Hokage stated as he leaned back in his chair and pointed to a folder on the desk.

"You will go to Earth Country and retrieve a secret jutsu scroll. You are forbidden from looking inside. I trust you with this one," he continued and looked Mika in the eyes.

"I will not let you down," she said as she flashed him a smile. She made a small bow, picked up the file and left the office quickly. This was just another routine mission; nothing special. Briefly remembering the route to Earth Country, Mika made her way back to her apartment and packed a few essentials. It was a three day run and she needed food, money and weapons.

She slung her small pack onto her back, stretched and jumped out of the window. The sooner she got to her destination, the sooner she could collect her pay and add it to her little savings stash. She ran past the weapons shop and smiled when she saw the glitter from a feudal katana on the display case. For a few months now, she had been squirreling away as much money as possible to get that magnificent weapon.

"I'll have you soon enough," she whispered and increased her pace. There was a long day ahead of her. The trail she was using was narrow and had lots of twists and turns.

As the boring, silent minutes ticked by, her mind wandered to the details of her mission. More specifically, the lack of them. In every mission she usually got a long briefing over where to meet the target, what she was supposed to receive and why. However, this time there had been minimal facts. The Hokage hadn't even given her a date for when to be back with the scroll. Plus, all that had been said in the file was that she could at no cost, look into the scroll.

Mika shook her head and decided to think about something more positive and time consuming. For example, what new jutsu she could try learning. A smirk crept on her face when she remembered seeing an Uchiha clan member using a massive lightning jutsu. From what she had heard, this 'super jutsu' required no chakra at all and it was able to harness the lightning power of storm clouds. Briefly, she wondered what other nature powered techniques were out there.

Suddenly, roots shot out of the ground and one of them latched onto her foot. Mika's eyes widened as she was thrown forward. The world spun and then crashed back onto her as she felt herself rolling on the ground. Dirt somehow managed to get into her mouth and she clenched it shut to prevent any more dirt from getting in.

"Ugh!"

Mika mentally swore as she felt her roll come to an abrupt end as she smashed into a tree. The breath was knocked out of her and for a split second time seemed to stop. However, pain suddenly exploded in her head and she groaned.

"Damn it," she muttered as she looked at her injuries. The blinding head ache told her that she had a concussion and the small puddle of blood on the ground indicated something a little worse. Mika grimaced as she lifted her limp right arm up and more blood poured out.

Any thoughts about jutsu were completely gone as she frantically tried to figure out how to heal her arm. It did not feel broken, but she was loosing a lot of blood. She reached behind her to try and get the first aid kit in her backpack, but all she felt was the clothes on her back.

Frowning, she tried to stand up, but grit her teeth when she felt pain shoot up her leg. Now she could not walk or use her right hand. Her brain frantically searched for a possible solution for what to do. Once again, she clenched her arm to try and stop the blood. Her breath was now erratic and her thoughts were becoming less and less focused.

"No... I won't die here," she whispered, but then let out a deep groan. Unexpectedly, there was a rustle in the bushes around her and she tensed up; only to send more pain radiating through her body.

"Who's there," Mika bit out as she struggled to keep her eyes open.

"Look what we have here, a Konoha shinobi," a deep voice said from behind her. She craned her neck to turn around, but she did not see anyone.

"Who's there," she repeated, but more cautiously.

"I have many names, but that doesn't matter right now. You are about to die," the voice cleverly avoided her question as it got closer to her.

"Show yourself," Mika tried to say confidently, but another wave of pain made her voice crack in the middle of the sentence. A dark shadow stepped out of the bushes and her eyes widened when she saw the eye of the masked stranger.

"The Sharingan! You are from Konoha! Help me, please I am on an important mission," she blurted out anxiously.

"I am not from Konoha, but I will help you only if you agree to my deal," he said. Her hope sunk and she shivered at the tone of this voice. Something was not right about this man.

"I will save your life, but only if you agree to become my servant until I am done with you," he said in a dark, serious tone. Mika frowned and coughed before saying, "Are you insane? I am on a mission and I cannot stop to be someone's servant."

"Pity, and here I was actually going to help you," he said and turned around. He started walking away and she gasped, "Wait! You're going to leave me here?"

"You refused my deal. I have no choice but to leave you to die," he replied without turning around. Mika took a couple of deep breaths before desperately groaning, "Alright, I agree, but please don't let me die!"

He smirked and turned around again before walking up to her and crouching down. It was then that she was able to see that he was wearing an orange mask with black horizontal tiger stripes on it.

"Thank you," she whispered as he took out a roll of bandages. He chuckled. "That is not what you will be saying by the time I'm done with you."

...

"I never thought of you as someone who likes pets," a distant voice echoed in her head.

"No, Itachi, this is not a pet, but rather, a training partner for you," a more familiar, but sinister voice stated. Mika cautiously opened her eyes to look around her surroundings.

The last thing she remembered was running through the forest and being tripped by roots. She furrowed her brow as she tried to remember what had happened after that.

Turning her head, she saw that she was no longer in the forest. Instead, she was in a room with bleak grey walls that resembled a jail cell. Her eyes widened when she saw the strange man from before. He was still wearing an all black outfit and the odd, one eyed mask. His long hair was cascading down his back and it was a deep shade of pure, rich onyx.

However, there was another person beside him. The other man was shorter and he had two lines going down his face. His hair was not as long as the elder Uchiha's and it was neatly tied in a ponytail.

"Who are you?" she whispered and both of them turned to look at her. She instantly regretted saying anything when she saw their blood, red Sharingan eyes piercing through her.

"No. She is a woman," the shorter man commented. Mika narrowed her eyes and tried to stand up, but that was when she realized that she was still injured. Right... her fall... Instead, she settled for retorting, "You got something against women, Uchiha?"

He glared at her, but she held her gaze. The masked man noticed the sudden tension and piped in, "Now, now, before you start hating each other, let me introduce you."

He gestured to the shorter man and said, "That is Uchiha Itachi, protégé of the Uchiha clan and your ticket to freedom."

Confusion passed through her eyes, but the masked man continued, "Itachi, she is Mika Aranuki and she is going to be your training puppet."

Both people turned to glare at the masked man.

"Ticket to freedom? Training puppet? Who are you?" she said cautiously as she once again attempted to stand up. This time, it worked, but she sourly realized that she was the shortest person present.

"I have many names... But you can call me Madara," he said and she imagined he smirked under the mask. Suddenly, she gasped and flashbacked to her Academy days. She remembered learning Uchiha clan history and a sinister figure named 'Madara' had been mentioned.

"Uchiha Madara! You're dead!" she blurted out when she made the connection of this man to the one that had fought Hashirama Senju and died years before.

"Am I really?" he said, his voice deepening to a sneer. For the first time, she realized that she was in grave danger. She looked around again and she saw that the jail cell like room was adjoined to a large cave.

"You're a traitor and Uchiha Itachi, you are a traitor as well if you are around Madara," Mika whispered with growing worry. She knew full well what happened to ninja's that had been captured by traitors. They either fought their way out or died. She glanced at the two Uchiha men again. There was no way she could escape them. "What do you want from me?"

"As I was explaining, you are going to be Itachi's training puppet," Madara said as he crossed his arms. Mika stayed quiet, though she was not happy with the 'puppet' suffix, as she waited for him to continue.

"In the forest, you promised to become my servant until I was done with you. This is your task. Everyday you will train with Itachi until I see fit. Your service will end when he is strong enough."

The cave went silent as Mika evaluated her options. She could claim defiance and eventually get herself killed because of it, or she could also pretend to be loyal. Madara had probably seen every single type of response already so she crossed both options off.

Instead, she changed the subject by saying, "Why me? Why did you bring me to fight a protégé if I am only a moderately strong ninja? Surely someone like you could have chosen a stronger person."

"I could have, but you were the only one stupid enough to fall for the root trap," he mocked. Her eyes widened and she pointed an accusing finger at the elder Uchiha. "You're the reason I'm injured! You're also the reason why I agreed to that damn deal! You tricked me!"

Madara chuckled and replied, "Yelling will get you nowhere. But why don't you use that anger against Itachi in battle?"

Mika raised an eyebrow on the outside, but on the inside she was panicking.

"I am still injured," she stated in an attempt to make them realize she was in no shape to fight an alleged protégé.

"I know," Madara responded as he took another step toward her. Uncomfortable with the closeness, she tried to step back, but grit her teeth when pain shot up her leg. She should have stayed seated. What was the point of standing up if she couldn't walk?

He took another step forward and suddenly everything turned into a blur. Mika gasped as she tried to keep her sense of up and down, but it was pointless because everything was spinning. It stopped as abruptly as it had begun and she saw that she was now in a different room.

This one was much, much larger and it had different weapons lining the walls. Itachi was also there and he was walking toward the wall, where he chose a short dagger and examined it. Mika looked around again and it was just in time too because at that moment, Madara threw an unsheathed, rusty katana at her.

She barely caught it and she made a mental note not to cut herself with it because it was bound to give her an infection. As she looked the old katana over, she did not notice when Itachi came to stand a few feet in front of her. Mika looked up when Madara cleared his throat. The elder Uchiha was by the wall of weapons and his arms were crossed.

"Uchiha Itachi, Aranuki Mika, commence your fight!"

To be continued...

There it is... The first chapter!

Any thoughts?