Author's Note: I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters.

The red-eyed Senju sighed- relishing the few moments of peace afforded to him. He'd have to get up in a few minutes and restart the same schedule he had led for the past sixteen years everyday- eat, sleep, kill Uchiha, repeat. After so many years of bloodshed, even he had grown tired of it. Hashirama was another case all together- the man would not stop pestering Madara Uchiha for a truce. 'As if those blood-thirsty Uchihas would ever get tired of this' he scoffed. 'Not while Madara is their Clan Head, at least'. Tobirama knew the dark-haired man for fifteen years now, and his hatred for him had grown boundlessly since their first meeting.

There was something about the Uchiha in general that seemed...off , but Madara...Tobirama shivered as he recollected the time Madara had almost trapped him inside his genjutsu. That was the closest Tobirama had felt to fear since he was seven and his father had forced him to stab himself on the hand with a kunai for showing mercy to the enemy.

He checked the time-3:10. It was time for the meeting with the Clan Elders- he could see that going very well. They were individuals who's spent their entire life killing the Uchiha, and getting their loved ones killed in return by them. There was no way they would ever accept Hashirama's dream of an all-inclusive ninja village- not when it was inscribed into their very clan name: Senju- A thousand hands.

He clicked open the door and entered the room to find out he elders already seated atop their respective dias, glaring down at him with distaste as if he were still the too-smart-for-his-own-good brat of yesterday rather than the killing machine of today.

Hashirama was nowhere to be seen. Figures. He'd obviously take his sweet time in coming, leaving Tobirama alone to fend off the old bats piercing questions on his own. Elder Fujio coughed, showing his displeasure of not being given the man's full attention. Tobirama turned to look at him, not masking his irritation either. Their staring match was interrupted by Elder Hiroyo, "What if the trade deal with the Yamanaka Clan?".

Tobirama answered without turning his gaze away from Fujio "The Yamanaka Clan is currently discussing our terms within themselves. They will send a messenger within a week to inform of their decision".

"Tobirama" it was that hag Machiko "you know how important this deal is. It is less a trade, more an alliance. We cannot afford for the Uchiha to gain any more allies. Already the Inuzuka Clan has joint arms with them".

This time, Tobirama looked at the person. He replied curtly "I know all this, why is why I wrote up the terms of the trade myself. And I also remember telling all of you these exact words". The tense atmosphere in the room was multiplied by the entry of the Clan Head, who came in whistling like he owned the room, which he technically did.

Elder Genzo sassed "How kind of you to join us, Hashirama-sama. After all, we all know how being pregnant has a toll on you". Hashirama slapped the man on the back as a kind gesture "You know right. Thanks". The elder glared at him, rubbing his back in pain. He was of course, referring to Hashirama's wife of one year, Mito Uzumaki. What had been labelled a political marriage had turned out to be...well a marriage of passion. His sister-in-law and brother had hit it off like crazy. At times, their lovemaking would be heard across the clan compound, and Mito already had a four month baby bump to show for it. Tobirama was thankful for it, being in the room next to theirs. At least now they didn't have sex so loud and frequent. Why Hashirama had insisted on accommodating his brother next to his wife and himself, Tobirama could never fathom. He was glad Mito was back at her maternal home of Uzushiogakure. For the past seven days he had had the best sleep in a long, long time.

Elder Hisao called for order "Anyway, getting back to the topic at hand. We were just discussing with Tobirama about the deal with the Yamanka Clan".

Hashirama clasped his hands "Ah yes, good people, those Yamanaka Clan. I'm sure they'll accept, especially considering what happened yesterday".

Tobirama's eyes met his brother's "So it's been confirmed then? It was the Uchihas who raided one of the Yamanaka outposts?".

Hashirama nodded at his brother "Oh yes. In fact, it's rumoured they were led by Izuna himself. There were scorch marks found on some their dead warriors. And we all know that Izuna uses Amaterasu".

The younger brother scoffed "Shows you just how much they don't want an alliance between us. To send one of their two greatest warriors into battle against a relatively 'weak' clan".

Elder Genzo continued that line of thought "And it also shows you how averse they are to peace. How they crave for violence. I'm telling you Hashirama, don't fool yourself into thinking these Uchiha will ever settle for peace".

Hashirama addressed him in a placating tone "Now now Elder Genzo, let's not be too quick to assume anything. Madara and I have spoken extensively on this previously. He too has envisioned of a place like this".

Tobirama reminded him "When he was ten".

His brother shrugged at him "So what? Dreams never die".

"Elder Hisao deadpanned "Neither do killable Uchiha".

Elder Fujio criticised Hashirama "Listen boy, I've been killing Uchihas since before your father was an idea; so listen to me when I tell you that they will not budge".

Tobirama shot back at her "Is it they who will not budge, or you?". All the Elders collectively glared at two of them. Hashirama gulped, not out of fear but worry over the fruition of his lifelong vision. "Do not test our patience boy" Hiroyo warned him.

He challenged back "Or else". Another staring contest ensued, this one more intense and longer than the previous. This time, it was broken apart by the arrival of a messenger, who had looked as if he had seen a ghost. "Ha-Hashirama-sama" the boy gasped. "The convoy from Uzushio has arrived".

"Has arrived?" Tobirama questioned. "There were ten of them, including Mito".

The boy clarified "Yes. But she's the only one who made it back?".

Hashirama clutched the man shoulder's, possessed as a madman "Who did it?". Although internally, he was sure he knew the answer.

The boy continued to answer through lungfuls of breath "Uchiha...Madara".

If Tobirama hadn't hated Madara enough to kill him before, he now hated him enough to slaughter the man's entire clan. He promised to himself, the next time he met Madara in battle...only one of them would be left.

And he didn't have to wait long. Two days later the Uchiha and Senju clashed for one of the very last times...

Four days later

Madara grunted as he was socked in face by his opponent. Tobirama followed that up with another taijutsu attack. Madara was forced to duck to avoid another one of his haymaker's, and he gave a quick thrust with his sword which Tobirama dodged. He received another punch from the Senju which sent him flying. He got up, spitting out the coppery taste of his own blood, and performed hand-seals, "Katon: Goukakyo no Jutsu!". A huge fireball flew at Tobirama, who countered with a Doton jutsu.

He used the heavy smoke that resulted as a brief respite. His eyes searched for Izuna, and he found him battling three Senju kenjutsu users at once. Madara thought about going to aid him, but that would leave Tobirama unchecked, and that would have devastating effects. Besides, Izuna was more than capable of beating them. He activated his sharingan and upgraded it to the Mangeykou in case Tobirama re-appeared. The man had been unusually aggressive and confrontational. Madara figured that had something to do with the fact he had slaughtered a convoy of Senju, out of which only Tobirama's sister-in-law and her unborn child made it out. He couldn't see Hashirama anywhere. He assumed he was behind the lines, healing his warriors.

For the past two days, the Uchiha and the Senju had been been duelling in a battle of attrition. Madara knew his clansmen were reaching their limit. Compared to the Senjus, the Uchihas didn't have a lot of chakra or rapid healing properties. Especially compared to Hashirama; even his own clansmen were left in the dust. But the Uchihas prided themselves on their superior eyes and battle prowess. And Madara would be damned if he lead them to vanquish against the Senju.

He felt the air shift behind him, and ducked out of sheer instinct. It ended up saving his life as Tobirama's sword cut the tips of his hair. Madara's eyes widened 'When the hell did he get behind me?! Even with my Mangeykou Sharingan I didn't even see him form any hand-seals or move. That was all natural foot-speed!'. Madara blindly stabbed upwards with his sword, aiming to maim his rival.

The man in question jumped upwards and threw a kunai at Madara, which pierced his back. Madara's body seized as blood trickled down the back of his armour. He fell on his knees, his hair masking his face. "Madara" Tobirama placed his sword atop his head, "you're finished". Just as he raised his sword to strike it back down, Izuna roared "Fūton: Fūjin no Jutsu!". The wind torrent struck his brother's assailant straight on the chest, and Tobirama was pitched twenty feet into the air. The two brothers smirked as their enemy's corpse hit the ground, and that smirk was wiped clean off their faces as that 'corpse' poofed into oblivion. Izuna gasped "It's his Shadow Clone. Nii-san, stay alert!".

Now both their Mangeykou Sharingan eyes frantically searched for the red-eyed speedster as they joined backs, the kunai in Madara's back barely separating them. If only he had noticed the seal slapped onto it, he could've avoided what was about to happen.

Suddenly, the air near them rippled as Tobirama materialised with his sword aimed at Madara's heart, uttering "Hiraishingiri". Izuna, pushed his brother away, effectively sacrificing himself. Time seemed to slow down as Tobirama moved inch by inch towards him. Madara desperately tried to get up and block his attack. Just as his sword was about to pierce Izuna's heart, he heard Hashirama yell "Tobirama no!". At the last microsecond, Tobirama diverted his sword, penetrating his victim's left lung instead of his heart. Giving him at least some chance of survival. Madara jumped to catch his brother as he fell limply to the floor, his Mangeykou deactivating and the white of his eyes turning hollow, like a corpse.

He gave one last hateful glare at Tobirama "Watch your back" he warned him before dropping a smoke bomb. All around the battlefield, Uchihas did the same. When the smoke cleared, they were all gone. The are felt eerily quite, much like a graveyard which it essentially was.

"You didn't have to do that you know" Hashirama chastised his brother. Tobirama glanced at him from the corner of his eye before leaving the war zone.

Uchiha clan compound

"Medic! Medic! Somebody get a medic!" Madara demanded as he lurched forward with Izuna in his hands. That Kamui had taken a lot out of him, and the wave of exhaustion and nausea that was creeping over him alongside the blood pouring down his left eye were proof enough of that. He was already dangerously low on chakra as it was, and further using his Mangeykou Sharingan abilities meant he was practically running on fumes. But none of that mattered to him, not when Izuna was like this...not when he could die. 'No!' he scolded himself 'Izuna is going to make it. He has to make it'.

Soon enough, a horde of medics rushed towards him, half taking Izuna out of his hands, the other trying to guide him for repair. "Heal Izuna first" he barked at them, and they followed quickly, not wanting to taste their clan head's wrath.

As soon as they left, Madara dropped to the floor on his knees. His spiky hair pricked his eyes, causing the salty tears to fall down even faster, soaking his blood-stained armour. 'Why did you push me away Izuna? Why couldn't I be the one to take the fall?' he bitterly asked himself. If Izuna were to not make it, the clan would lose one it's greatest warriors, and Madara would lose his last remaining brother. Already he had had two brothers robbed of their life, and he would not stand by and watch the same happen to Izuna.

He cursed Tobirama. 'I'm going to burn that bastard in the holy flames of Amaterasu' he vowed to himself. 'That demon of the Senju. How dare he seek retribution for my deeds on another?'. The man had always been a thorn in Madara's hide, from the first day he met him. he had tried to kill Izuna, who had to be saved by Madara. Madara had never quite forgiven Tobirama for that sin. He shrugged off his armour and stalked over to where Izuna was being treated, letting himself into the room and settling down against the wall. He felt the sharp sting of the kunai Tobirama had gored him with, and took it out, wincing as the metal ripped upon the partially healed flesh. He set it on his palm and studied it, noting it's unusual three-headed structure and the seal tagged onto it's body. He would have to get Itsuki to check it out later.

For now...he glanced at Izuna's pale form, as the medics treated on his unconscious body. He closed his eyes, letting the temptations of sleep seduce him into a deep slumber. He nodded off, thinking only one thing 'Regardless of whether Izuna makes it or not...Tobirama must die!'.

Land of Lightning

She slowly crept through the undergrowth, maintaining an unwavering eye on her target through her porcelain mask. She didn't make a sound as the dark-toned man walked to where she was hidden, and unzipped his pants, pulling out his minute phallus and urinating. Ignoring the pungent stench and gripped her kunai she re-positioned herself, still not noticed by her target. Just as the man finished his business, she launched forward. Catching the man by complete surprise, she released the hail of senbon on him, striking all his vital organs and limbs. He fell to the ground like a sack of flour. He tried to crawl back, but she immobilised him with a torrent of chakra, and his eyes grew as wide as saucers as his body betrayed him.

"Eight points" she simpered, stalking him like a predator to its prey.

"Wh-what?" he croaked, still desperately trying to regain control over his body.

"The larynx, spine, lungs, liver, jugular vein, collarbone, kidney and heart" she recited, placing her foot over his chest, preventing him from attempting to escape, not that he could anyway. "One strike to any of these parts would end your life". The man begged and whimpered for his life like a dog. "Silence!" she ordered, seeing the fear reappear in his eyes. She leaned forward, pressing a kunai to his sweaty throat "If you want to live, you will answer everything I ask you, and if you lie, I will hit one of those eight points one by one till neither they nor you are left". The man dumbly shook his head up and down.

She began interrogating him "Did you acquire the Uchiha Stone Tablet?". The man nodded his head, his eyes still transfixed on the kunai. "Did you sell it to anyone?". Again, he answered in the affirmative. She narrowed her eyes "To whom?". The man looked at the kunai, as if expecting her to withdraw it so he could answer. She pressed the weapon harder into his neck, drawing blood. "Alright, I'll tell you" the man gasped. "I-I don't know his name, but I can still remember his face. Hair as white as snow, eyes as red as blood, and a gaze as deathly as the Shinigami himself". Realisation hit her like a bolt of lightning as she understood who the man was describing, and her mind reeled at the ramifications if he came across the most well-kept secrets of the Uchiha. Her glare doubled "You're trying to say...that you sold one the most ancient and powerful artefacts of the Uchiha to their greatest rivals?".

The man tried to explain "He offered me a lot of money. It was a deal I couldn't refuse".

"It's a shame" she sighed, removing her kunai a bit. The man appeared to relax a bit, before the kunai was once again thrust at his neck. "Bu-but I told you all you asked! You promised you would let me go!" the man feebly protested

She answered without removing the kunai "I never said anything about letting you go. And now I definitely cannot let you live, not after what you've told me. Maybe if you hadn't handed it to him of all people, I'd let you live". She spliced the man's neck, blood pouring out in waves. She reined in her chakra as the man clutched his bloody throat, desperately looking for a way out.

She undid the buckle of her mask, and revealed her face to her victim. The man's jaw dropped as he realised he had been killed by a woman. That was the expression on his face as the light of his eyes faded, and his body stopped writhing. "Chauvinist pig" she scoffed, re-attaching her mask. She stood up and searched the carcass for anything of use. Finding nothing, she burned his body with a simple Katon jutsu, watching as his body melted under the immense heat. Normally she would seal his body and dispose of it later. But out here in the forest where there was no dwelling for miles, she had no worry of drawing any attention. Besides, even if someone did find her, she could just escape. Her speed rivalled the man who had just stolen one of her clan's most sacred relics, and he was said to be the fastest man alive.

She felt no guilt about what she had just done. If her target were an innocent man unaware of what he had done, she would not have taken such drastic steps. But this man was the farthest thing from innocent. From whatever intel she had gathered, she had found out some very unflattering things about the man. He had a ring of forced child prostitution, mafia dens and torture services. And to think the Senju consorted with such filth. 'And then they call themselves the bearers of justice' she sneered to herself.

Once the flames died down, she left. Thinking of the Senju, her mind swam with questions of how to get back what was taken, and more importantly, how to do so without being detected.

But the most important question was who was she?

She was a kunoichi of the Uchiha clan and the unrevealed younger sister of Izuna and Madara Uchiha- whose mere existence was unknown to anyone who didn't share her clan name.

She was...Uchiha Ichika.

Hey guys. This is a new story I'm starting. Now I know I said on my other story (No More Secrets, which you should totally check out as well) that I have exams ongoing and that I wouldn't be updating for a while. But screw the exams. I'm probably going to fail anyway. So I figured I'd do something productive instead. I'm also thinking of starting a new Flash story, SnowBarry of course. Anyways, favourite, follow and review if you like this story.

I know Madara's and Izuna's MS abilities were never revealed, so I gave them mine:

Madara's left eye gives him Kamui (allowing him to transport objects alongside with him) whilst his right eye gives him Tsukuyomi.

Izuna's left eye allows him to cast Amaterasu, whilst the right allows him to shape or extinguish them (I know it's exactly Sasuke's MS abilities, but then again he does look a lot like Sasuke lol).

See Ya!