It's killing me that I can't even finish a story. I used to be able to, what has happened to me?! Gah. I have this whole story laid out in my head and I have notes all typed up. It would be nice to have a lot of support with this story though, this most recent one will be based on one of my favourite Naruto characters, Madara Uchiha. I've wanted to type up a pre-canon story about his history as a clan leader for ages but never had the confidence to since there'd be a lot of historical elements to it and I'd feel I'd probably be quite weak on it but I've had a sudden burst of creativity come to me so; fingers crossed! Let me know what you guys think of it?

Summary: MadaraOC I tried to keep my composure, though a small smile worked its way on my lips. "I refused to die until I knew what had become of you." It was as though time had fallen still, I felt like I had all those years ago. I still loved Uchiha Madara. Pre-Canon

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Nor will I ever. So this will be the first and last time I mention it in this story.

I always knew that there would come a time when this war would happen. It is all I have ever known since I was born into this world. And now as I reach the final chapter of my life - it leads me to question - will this war ever end? Will there ever be happiness? Will I always be the cause of so much pain and grief?

"We are almost there, Ayame." I turn to my side to look over at my only friend. Biting my bottom lip, I nod. Sasuke had already gone ahead of us before my awakening, to enter the battlefield along with the previous four Hokages. I could feel his smirk widen as he felt my gaze upon him.

"I am very interested to know who's side you shall take. Will you stop this war? You've always interested me - perhaps still even more so than Sasuke-kun." I smiled as he glanced over at me after him confessing his curiosity, knowing that, it was upon my mind as well. I put more chakra into my feet and sped up towards the battlefield.

"It's not long until we find out." Using the chakra built up within my feet, I jump over the cliff ahead of us and land not too far from a noticeable Uchiha (which from my understanding was Orochimaru's former pupil, Sasuke), along with a pinkette and blonde shinobi with huge chakra. From his transformation - my guess would be he would have to be the jinchūriki Naruto, which Orochimaru had briefly mentioned to me upon are travel here.

"Ayame?!"

"Ayame." Whilst feeling hundreds of eyes upon myself and my friend by my side, Ignoring the second person's call of my name from behind, I kept my head held high as I stared at the man ahead of long dark hair bellowing in the wind as his Rinnegan eyes stared me down in from I can assume would be shock and a tinge of amusement.

"It's been a very long time Madara." His mouth curled up in a smirk whilst I tried to fight down the feeling of reminiscence as I stared at his form. He looked exactly how I remembered him all those years ago.

"It indeed has. I would have thought you would have long been dead by now. It would explain why you were not woken up earlier on by that brat to try and use as leverage against me." I tried to keep my composure, though a small smile worked its way on my lips.

"I refused to die until I knew what had become of you." It was as though time had fallen still, I felt like I had all those years ago. My chest felt like it was going to burst with his eyes on me. My heart swelled. I could hardly breathe without having to fight the choking sensation that was fighting itself to be heard.

"Ayame!" As I went to take a step forward I heard a cry and a spike of chakra. Before I had even a chance to turn I felt a hand enclose on my arm and be pulled into a chest, a head resting on top of my own.

"T-Tobirama?! How dare you even-?!"

"No! I refuse to allow you to go back to him!" I felt my stomach drop and I tried to pull myself out of his arms. Orochimaru watching with eagerness in eyes at my position. Madara's gaze was still upon me, causing me to become even more restless.

"No!" Feeling the anger bubble up inside me, I put chakra into my hands and pushed myself out of his grasp. Using his shock at my abruptness, I took advantage of this.

"Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" Mist hit my face as the fireball I sent destroyed Tobirama's clone. "Never by choice, Tobirama!" I turned to my right to see him backed off seven metres away by his brother Hashirama, a confused look was on his face. Typical. He had passed away when his brother took the Hokage role and had caused so much hell in my already tormented life.

I bit my bottom lip. Oh, the irony. Thousands of eyes were upon me, with no idea what had happened between us four. What connection we had. All except one.

"What will be your choice, my dear Senju Ayame?" I turned to face my dear Orochimaru and felt a smile slip on my face. A bubbling feeling swelled up inside of me and I let out a laugh. I knew that he knew what my answer would be. I should have known from the beginning.

"My name is not Senju Ayame, Orochimaru." I turned and ran a few metres towards my love. Stopping halfway, I looked behind me to see our audience - Orochimaru ahead of them all. "I am Uchiha Ayame. The wife of Uchiha Madara."

Perhaps I should begin from the start of my story…