UPDATE 10/10/12- This story is being completely rewritten. The chapters that are currently up will be deleted soon because I am not going to continue this original plot line. I am getting a lot of notices that people are watching and favoriting this (because I posted a new chapter, which puts this on the top of the list) and I just wanted to let you guys know that while, you are more than welcome to read the old version, that it is in fact old and is being rewritten and will be deleted.
For more info read chapters 7 and 8
Just Another War
War just a game played by feudal lords. A game played for the control of greedy desires at the cost of the innocent who happened to live under these wars. The fight between the Marshing brothers was no different. A large part of the land of fire once ruled by one lord split apart when feuding brothers take over. When the old lord passed he left no marking as to which of his two sons would take his place. The brothers could not come to a agreement nor could they put it in themselves to work together for the better of their land. No instead the lands were split and war raged, lives wasted with no more though of it from the brothers than a simple game of chess.
After 5 years of struggle the younger brother declared he would end this once and for all by hiring a shinobi clan to finish is older brother off. Up until this point the wars waged were between unfortunate untrained soldiers drafted into the struggle simply because they had the misfortune of living in the land of split by the two. The younger brother stayed true to his words and promptly hired a clan of ninja called the Aomor. Now despite the fact that the land the two brothers held was large it was not a wealthy one. Oh sure it had its points of agricultural glory, but the land did not yield any precious metals such as gold or silver, nor did it prove things such as coal or minerals. So while the nation had the resources to feed and provide for its self it did not give the sort of wealth needed to be considered wealthy.
The brothers had land, they had men and woman, they had power, but they did not have large amounts of money. It requires money to hire shinobis, you can not draft them as you could peasants. The Aomor were one of the smallest and weakest of the clans out there but they were all the younger brother could afford. The older of the brothers was not as rash as his younger, he saw that him hiring a equally powerful clan would do no much better than just having their soldiers fight. No, he needed to find a way to hire a more powerful clan, no, the MOST powerful clan. The clan not only more powerful than the Aomor but one that would once and for all crush his little brother.
The elder failed his first attempt to do so. Ah the Senju had earned the title of being one of the strongest in the land of the fire, perhaps the world. However they would not work for such merger pay. Frustrated the older of the brothers looked to other clans for answers. He needed one with all the power of the Senju but with the price tag of the Aomor, not a easy find. Ah the older thought he would be more clever the next time thought, he would attempt to bribe the ninja with something other than money: fine wines and foods, slaves and untouched women, he had lots of those. The older thought for sure if he played his cards right, in the right situation he could get a clan to take what else he had to offer to compensate for the low wage.
He searched for a clan that he thought he could trick into this type of bargain, but little did he know the clan he thought to be the one he could would actually be the worst clan of all to try and bribe with such things.
What he found was a up and coming clan called the Uchiha, little was known about them other than until just recently they had remained a small clan rarely used for such fighting, barely a ninja clan at all. Then one day the Uchiha clan erupted with power and were quickly climbing their way to the top. It was said that the Uchiha had the eyes of shikigamis, and that was only recently that they had decided to use them to there advantage.
Aww but the history books were wrong it was not that the Uchihas were small and weak until the discovery of the eyes; the Uchiha always had the strength to be on top they merely lacked the direction needed until recently to climb to the top.
The elder invited them to a feast were he hoped to gain their alliance. He filled the ball room with incests and provocatively dressed women, he filled the council of Uchiha leaders cups with the finest and most potent wines he could. He sat in his chair and watched his own council talk to the Uchiha, he smirked 'for sure this is going to work!' he though. He was yet to realize that the Uchiha were not the type of men to be fooled into war with just some strong alcohol and near nude women.
Bored doesn't even begin to describe the smothering feeling Madara was feeling. He is a a ninja not a politician. He watched with the deepest frown as the rest of his own council talked small talk and danced around the reason for them being here with the lords council. It was not that Madara was rash or that blood thirsty that talk brought him to this state, but rather it was that he was direct and to the point. The small talk and the clear avoidance of the reason for his traveling here was annoying, and if he wanted to be annoyed he certainly didn't have to travel all this way to do so he could have spared himself the time and trouble and just stated home and listened to Izuna.
"So what will be our compensation?" Madara asked with a arched brow daring anyone to be offended by his abrupt interruption.
"Aww my young king the night and still young the the feast as just begone." The feudal lord said with a smile. He clapped his hands and out came a bunch of young barely covered women with clasps in there hand they danced. "Let us enjoy ourselves!" The lord said while lighting his wine cup into the air.
Mean while, away from the pampered party in the back of the castle some of the servants brought out food that was to be considered trash. A young boy watched as the servants dumped the spoiled food into the the bins. The boy was young he did not see any harm in taking what they considered trash, after all he was starving and thought there was no way the lord would even notice or miss some of his trash being wrong he was, this lord was not a merciful one, and he was the type of man to fight over anything even garbage.
The boy didn't even bother to try and hide his actions he merely walked over to the bins and picked up a mushy but not moldy peach. However before he could even bring the soggy fruit to his mouth he was harshly grabbed by one of the lords nastier guards. Before the boy could even protest the harsh grip on his arm he was flinged over the stocky guards shoulder like a bag of trash. The boy finally processing what was happening protested and looked to anyone for help but the lords servants just directed their eyes way in a shameful matter as the boy was pulled away into the castle. However the boys actions and treatment did not go unnoticed. A dirty weakly traveling blonde haired women had saw what happened and quietly followed the guard through the castle.
By this point if Madaras chakra could have created a ominous storm over his head it would have, he was down right sick of the whole situation. The lord watched nervously as he noticed that none of the Uchiha had even finished one glass of wine and their eyes did not met with the bodies of the women that dance around them.
But before he could deepen his frown any more every one was interrupted by the distressed screams of a young child. The stock guard entered with a very distressed crying child over his shoulder. "Brat was stealing.." The guard said in a frank emotionless manor as he tossed the child on the floor like a dead weight. Before the child could even defend itself a pan was thrown through the air strait into the guards head. The child eyes widened in as the guard stammered out of shock, rubbing his head. " He was NOT! He was merely stopping me from stealing the fat craps stuff!" A young woman shouted as she marched into the room.
Her hair was long and blonde but was it clearly un-kept as it was tangled horribly and frizzed in every which way. Her clothing was dirty and tattered and almost appeared as if she had made them herself. Everything about her said aggression and had the feel of a kunoichi. However Madaras eyes scanned over her; her pose and her chakra told him that she was nothing but a woman pretending to be a white knight. He had seen this before.
"Hphm.." Was all he said as his glaze once again was filled with boredom. 'This little girl thought should be the big brave hero and save the day...but once she realizes that her little stunt will cost her dearly her courage will shrink and she will beg for mercy, even selling out the very child she was trying to "save"...humans are so weak' he thought to himself.
The stocky guard had the little woman in his grasp already and it was clear from the increasingly red marking on her arms that his grip was anything but gentle. Suddenly the woman's eyes filled with dread. Madara only let out a bit of a snort as he saw her expression as proof to his prediction.
By mere chance though he realized she was watching something. Madara carefully watched her eyes. They went to the lord then to the other side of the room to the front exit then back to the lord. Madara looked that feudal lord, he had already lost interest in the woman and was watching the boy slowing attempt to escape. He turned his eyes back to the woman just in time to see what she would do next. She moved so quickly that it was hard for any of the non-ninjas to follow. The guard fell dropping her.
Even though Madara had seen everything he still looked dazed and confused. 'Did...did that woman just stick her hand down his pants and grab the contents of his crotch?' The confusion did not last long in Madara, he knew very well that desperate people did desperate things. Now that the realization of her life hanging in the balance set in she was willing to do anything to escape.
However instead of turning to run to freedom, Madara found the crude woman next to him. She ignored him completely instead looking for something. She frowned, chop sticks were not going to work, finally after completely rummaging through Madaras dinner she turned to him, still searching.
Of course Madara could have stopped her ages ago, despite her quick moves she was really no match for any Uchiha shinobi little alone him, but the frail dirty woman was MUCH more interesting than anything the lord or his council had said or done so far so he just watched. Her eyes never met his, in fact she didn't even seem to look at him as a human, or anything living thing for that matter, her eyes were searching his form as if he was scroll that she was looking for just the right text. Madara frowned, no one had ever looked at him in such a manor.
The momentarily disabled guard regained his composer and started back up towards the woman, but he was too late. Everyone except for the Uchihas in the room watched her in sheer horror. Her eyes lite up as she snatched a kunai from Madaras belt. "Ahh!" She said so quietly that only Madara heard her. All the Uchihas watched in curiosity as the woman held the kunai; it was clear from her expression and how she held it that she had not only never used one but never even seen a kunai before.
Despite the fact that she had just stolen a weapon from him, the woman only seemed to ignore Madara more, he went from a open scroll to nonexistent, no one had ever shown this much disrespect for him. But before Madara could get any angrier at her acknowledgment of him she turn and flung the kunai she had taken from him at the feudal lord. Once again her inexperience of the weapon showed as she missed hitting him dead on and merely scraped the side of his face. "Heh.." A small chuckle whispered through Madara, he didn't like how she disrespected him but her aggressive action towards the lord did not displease him.
"TAKE HER TO THE EXECUTION DUNGEON!" The lord roared blood trickling down his face. He saw nothing but rage for the woman now, the child no longer existed. Madara waited to see the fear once again return to her face, he waited to see her turn and run frantically in desperation, he waited for the begging the crying...but, nothing... She just stood there by his side with a smile on his side. She put up no struggle as not one but two guards harshly grabbed her.
As the guards took her away she was forced to look him in the eyes. "Oh my...I didn't even realize as I by anyone, I thought I was by a decoration.." As the guards continued to drag her way she turned her face away and in a giggle whisper continued "my bad.." And that was the last Madara heard of her was she was taken out of the room.
Madara continued to watch the door way even after she was no longer in his vision. Her words repeated in his mind and as they did the frown on his face got more and more ominous. The rest of the Uchiha started to worry as they felt their leaders chakra swirl in a angry fashion. *sigh* "Hes not going to let this go..." One of the older Uchihas council men stated as he watched Madara stand.
"Bitch..." Madara growled.
"I must apologize for this unwanted interruption, but please lets not have that wrench ruin our evening." The lord said after calming himself. Madara looked back at his chair then to the lord then back to the hall were they had taken her, he looked deeply conflicted. "Now about compensation." The lord continued. Madara rubbed his brow and sat back down, he needed to be here for this part, after all this was the reason he came here. However he could not stop the continual repeat of her words in his mind. Not only had she disrespected him like no one else had, she verbally spit on him with out even the curtsy of calling it rain. Oh no he was not going to let this go. Her final actions as she left were foolish. 'No' Madara thought to himself 'Foolish Doesn't Begin to Describe it.'