The world would be his soon.
Everything would be in his hands within a few hours; he just had to be patient now. He stared up at the moon through his white and black striped mask with awe. Under his mask, he smirked excitedly.
And soon, he'd have his queen beside him as well.
Without turning his head, Uchiha Madara sensed around the now eerily silent battlefield. 'Ahh, what a lovely night it is tonight.'
Behind him, he felt a disturbing chakra presence appear, accompanied by a muffled plea. Madara gave a pleased smirk. His queen was here.
Madara turned to see a clone of white Zetsu holding onto a young woman who was struggling against Zetsu. The woman's wrists and ankles were bound together with thick tan rope and a muffled protest escaped her gagged mouth. Zetsu frowned as the girl kicked him in the stomach and gasped in pain before tossing her to the ground where she landed with a thud.
White Zetsu bowed to Madara. "Sorry Tobi, the damn brat put up a fight against me. She killed four of my clones before I got her."
"She is feisty, yes." Madara agreed with a soft chuckle. "She will make a wonderful queen to be by my side..."
"Her?" the Zetsu asked in shock.
"Why of course." Madara smirked under his mask. "She is of my clan, not the same generation, but, I digress."
The young woman sat up slowly and screamed in anger at Zetsu, her icy blue eyes morphed into the blood-red sharingan and flashed dangerously. White Zetsu cringed and shifted his eyes away from hers, trying to avoid falling under the deadly sharingan's spell. Madara merely laughed inaudibly, shaking his head at Zetsu and the young woman in amusement. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
The woman looked to Madara scowling angrily then continued to struggle against her bonds. Madara walked over to the girl and kneeled down in front of her. "Forgive me my love. This was necessary in order to bring you here."
Her eyes narrowed on him and Madara reached out, taking a hold of her chin then pulled her face to his mask. With a wave his hand he dismissed Zetsu who disappeared with a huff. Silently, Madara took the gag from her mouth and allowed it to rest around her neck, then, before the girl could react, Madara pulled up his mask and brought her closer to him so his lips could meet her velvety ones in a kiss.
"Hnn!" the girl cried out as Madara's tongue forced itself into her mouth.
The girl attempted to pull away from the male Uchiha, but he deepened the kiss by cupping her face in his hands and stuck his tongue down her throat. Her body shook suddenly from the kiss; feeling this, Madara pulled his tongue from her throat and licked her tongue seductively to try and calm her down. When she was calm enough, Madara pulled away from her and pulled his mask back down over his lips. She was breathless now and stared at him surprised. It was true that in their relationship, Madara was never forceful, that was the first time he'd acted like that to her.
Madara silently unbound her ankles and looked back at her. She bit her lip looking into his Rinnegan and sharingan eyes, her head hung now. Madara frowned. "He's dead now Raidon, my dear. You know that."
"Y-you don't have to do this Madara." Raidon spoke quietly, her trembling voice also filled sadness. "You can stop this before anyone else gets hurt."
"If I stop this Raidon, then I shall be executed for my crimes. Or at least those mindless fools would imprison me. Then I would never see you again my dear." Madara clarified with a frown. His body tensed up slightly and gazed up into her eyes. "Do you understand now Raidon?"
Raidon bit her lip unsure. She didn't want him to be imprisoned, she wanted him to be happy, but this...this was too much. "I-I do, b-but Madara..."
"But what Raidon?" He demanded in a small harsh tone. He watched her with a frown, he felt aggravated that she wasn't on his side, he didn't expect her to be on his side in the first place, but still, she should've understood.
The female Uchiha cringed at his harsh tone and pleaded with him. "Please Madara...don't do this. Please, we could leave here now and never look back."
Madara frowned, his mask hiding his expression from her. She would sacrifice her life away from her friends and family in order to be with him? He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had her grief over Pein's death really affected her so much to the point that she'd forsake all her bonds for him? He licked his lips; he could still taste her in his mouth, god, and her deal sounded so lovely and satisfying too. They could find a home away from the shinobi world and have children together, that's what he'd wanted with his wife so long ago...'No!' Madara thought frowning. 'I cannot allow myself to be pulled away from my plans, my revenge!'
Madara looked up at the moon again then looked to Raidon. "No, this is how it must be Raidon."
With those final words, Raidon hung her head silently and shut her eyes trembling. Tears slowly began to trickle down from her eyes down her cheeks in sorrow.
Madara sighed and leaned in, kissing her tears away gently. "Do not cry my dear one. Soon, it'll be just you and me. And no one will separate us… Ever again."