Well let's start with my story
My name is Hotaru Ryuu Uchiha, daughter of the infamous Madara Uchiha. Not only am I a feared Uchiha, I'm a dragon. Now I know you're probably thinking, "Wait, what the hell is this chick talking about...there are no dragons in Naruto." But that's the great thing about imagination. But since none of you guys can see what my imagination is saying, I'll have to write it out for you.
To start, I should tell you that an island, about twelve miles off the coast of the Village Hidden in the Leaves, used to belong to the dragons. My mother, Tenshi Ryuu, was the queen of the dragon race. Everything was well in the kingdom, but the only things she now needed were a loyal, devoted husband to rule peacefully as King of the Dragons, and an heir to the throne. However, my mother was a very picky woman; it seemed that every man on the island was not suitable for her.
Luckily enough, a man named Madara Uchiha had sailed out to the unknown island seeking an unlimited space to train with his new eye technique, the Sharingan. Unbeknownst to him, the whole island was inhabited with hundreds of dragons, happily secluded on their island in the warmth. When he arrived, the locals, terrified of being discovered on the mainland, escorted him directly to my mother, the queen.
The moment Madara stepped through the enormous palace doors, my mother could sense that this was the man that she'd been looking for. She knew that it would be a huge disappointment to her parents, a dragon marrying a human...what nonsense. But she didn't care.
When he was presented to her, my mother told the escorts to remove his shackles immediately. Surprised, Madara thanked my mother and began to question her about the island and its natives.
"You are a presumptuous man," she said, straightening up in her chair. "You come to this island, and before you even introduce yourself, you question this island and my authority. Please, if you'd be so kind, introduce yourself."
He bowed, apologized, and formally introduced himself. When he stood back up, he began his interrogation once more.
"Madara Uchiha," my mother said, standing up and walking down the steps in order to look him in the eyes. "You will join me this evening for dinner in the dining hall. Guards, escort him to one of the bedrooms in the far hall. After you get yourself cleaned up, we'll talk." Madara, being the arrogant and defiant man he is, refused to take orders from others, even the queen of a foreign land. However, he began formulating a plan in which he would persuade my mother to give him all that he came for.
So, long story short, they had dinner and my mother gave Madara the option of becoming king of this land. Going along with his plan perfectly, Madara accepted, they got married, and had me.
Fast forward a few months, I'm born. Now, dragons grow a little bit differently than humans, but half-dragons like myself grow especially oddly. Normally, one year to a dragon equates to five-or-so "human years," but with me, I grew slowly at first, then began to grow closer to the amount of time a human would.
Dragons live until roughly four hundred-fifty to five hundred years old, easily. But, the thing is, when the dragon hits twenty years of age (to humans), they stop growing, which is why dragons are known to hold eternal beauty.
Anyway, I was around a year old to the dragons (five-and-a-half to humans), when things fell into utter chaos and Madara's plan began to fall into place. In his spare time, he had been practicing with his brothers eyes, which he had transplanted just before he came across the island. The new technique that he'd formed was a form of a teleportation jutsu, which was powerful enough to transport a huge mass to another dimension.
As I'm sure you can guess, he ended up lying to my mother, betraying the dragon population, and destroying our only chances of survival by consuming the whole island into his Sharingan and teleporting them to the next dimension over.
But here's the catch: he saved me. He couldn't bring himself to let go of me. He ended up bringing me back to the Village Hidden in the Leaves and giving me to a random family in the Uchiha clan. There was no way that a man of his expertise could be tied down to a child at this point in his life.
Now you're probably wondering how I know all of this. Well, you see, a dragon never forgets. We dragons have the keenest memories that will never fade over our almost five hundred years of life. So, I will never forget how my father, Madara Uchiha, single-handedly killed off an entire race.
Except me.