The Conquer: Madara Uchiha
Chapter 1: The Birth of a Conquer
Here's an explanation about the Uchiha clan and culture along with the reason for why I've written this tale. I have based the Uchiha clan off the broken state of Mongolia before Genghis Khan came along and conquered it. For mysterious reasons that will become clearer as the story progress', the Uchiha clan have been broken apart for hundreds of years. This leaves them scattered and most of them poor around the land of fire. They must hide in secret but when the children come of age in their shinobi training they are told the secret history of the clan.
This is the world that Madara grows up in, it shapes and influences the man that Madara will grow up to become in the end. He grows up dirt poor and at a young age he must become the head of the family and reunite his broken clan among the flames of constant warfare and bloody violence. These many burdens on his shoulders change him and turn him into a conquer that will achieve his clans greatest dream and hope. Like Genghis Khan untied Mongolia, he will unite the Uchiha clan ,affectedly turning it into its modern-day form, one battle at a time. He will be the clan's greatest example of its battle prowess but also its greatest ghost. Also, there will be romance in this story but as with most things in Madara's life they will not last long. But one romance will bear fruit creating a legacy of legendary shinobi and kunoichi that will come to influence the continent.
As for why I created this project is simply because Madara Uchiha has always caught my eye as a character. He is such a complex man whom wants peace but loves the thrill of war . He is such a fascinating character and I wanted to see more of his story and why he turned out the way he did. In the manga and anime, I was so disappointed by how little we see of his background and his motivations that shape him to become the man he becomes. So, after that I decided to make my own version of Madara's story.
Within this story of a Conquere is a small sub plot that will continue to play out for future generations of shinobi to come. It is called the Prophecy of the Five Elementals" it is about a group of children from each generation that are marked by the Shinigami to possess legendary skills in their chosen elements. These powers show up in the form of kanji's on any part of their body at birth and later as their powers grow with age they come to reflect in their eyes. These five children have been chosen by the Shinigami to become the ulimate protectors of the contient from evil but some are forcefully guided off this path by a mysterious evil force.
An aging man stood before the entrance of a cave that housed him for many decades. This cave was where he first realized his newest dream to bring peace to the world by force, to end the many wars that raged the continent. Wars that had cost him his beloved brothers and sisters, sons, daughers ,a son, grand children and now a great grandson that was becoming infamous through the contient for his yellow flash.
Aging eyes glanced down at the cave floor where a young man's ruined body, ravaged by war laid there. A broken Uchiha destroyed by the flames of war and now the perfect person to begin his plans for world peace. This would be the young mind that he would mold and twist to bring every chess piece into action. The only thing he needed was a trigger to manipulate into his favor, for now he didn't have one but no matter he would eventually find one button to push.
"Carry him to the bed." he coldly told the Zetsu clone as he walked over to bench made of harden earth next to the bed. Sitting down as he grunted from the pain that echoed through his old bones that only wanted to rest. But he couldn't rest not yet, until he was sure that his plan would be carried out. A plan that he had spent decades of loneliness and isolation to create to save this world. A bitter smile made its away across his face at the thought of how his and Hashirama's dream had turned into ashes, for their was still no peace but only one war after another.
A few hours later, he was shaken out of his memories by the young Uchiha awakening. He silently watched the boy look around the room as he asked, " Where am I?" Appearing out of the shadows in front of the young man as he saw fear instantly appear on his face and moving into that eye of his. Internally this gave him cause to smirk as he thought to himself "I've still got it after all these decades."
"Your finally awake as for where you are is in my home. I found you laying unconscious in one of the tunnels of my cave." The young man then blurted out " Who are you?" as he glanced down at the kama that he used as a make shift walking stick since his injury from that legendary fight with Hashirama Senju. Just thinking of that name once again sent a hint of rage through his heart at the thought of the man who had stolen so much from him. But at the sametime he still loved him deeply.
"Don't tell me you are the Shinigami! Ah ,someone come and save me! I'm to young to die and end up in your clutches! I've done so much good in the world, helping the elderly which I thought would balance the negative!" shouted the young man as he attempted to run away. He didn't succeed in getting very far due to his serious injuries.
Smirking in amusement as he responded back "I am more like a phantom of a certain clan you are a part of." Using some of his chakra to unlock the sharigan in his right eye.
The young man stopped moving as confusion reflected on his face, "Who is the phantom of the Uchiha clan." muttered the boy. He silently waited for the boy to realize whom just he was speaking to.
"There was only one person called the phantom of the Uchiha clan, your Madara Uchiha, aren't you?!" The boy pointed at him with his good hand as he responded back "Very good young Uchiha."
"I need to go back to the leaf village now." said the young boy as he sat there seeing his plans already shattering even before they began. Madara then spoke up again "Young Uchiha let me tell you a tale, that you will find most interesting." The boy stated, "And what tale would that be?" he could see the frustration in his eyes as the boy spoke.
"A tale of how I became a conquer, it will be a most interesting tale. After all you have a debt to pay me back for brining you here after that you may leave if you can." The boy sighed and got comfortable in the bed as he prepared himself for a long tale.
"The price of power is a deep one, I paid for it in my blood, sweat and tears. Look where it got me in the end, banished from the clan that I rebuilt and so may promises that still haunt me."
His voice faded back into the backgrounf as he was taken back to another world where he was once an innocent child that became drenched in blood and darkness as he climbed his way to top of the shinobi world. "This tale begins on the night a conquer was born, a son that would become his clan's greatest hope and pride."
It was a dark night in the middle of the harshest winters in the land of fire known to recent memory of its people. A vicious snowstorm raged all around the land and showed no signs of stopping for rest anytime soon. In the middle of this rather vicious snowstorm sat a group of three tents hidden deep in the mountainous valley's that led to the coast of the land of fire. These tents were placed in front of a frozen river that usually supplied their needs for bathing and drinking during the hot summer months.
As for the appearance of the three tents they were made of the thickest wool one could find in the mountainous area. These thick woods trapped the heat inside and kept the dangerously cold air outside. Sitting inside one of these tents was a woman of about thirty summers who looked aged beyond her years because of the many sons and daughters that had been claimed the Uchiha clan's goddess Amarestsu during the harsh winters up in the mountains.
For you see Uchiha's are born with hearts made of fire and because of this most are born the spring and summer months when it became hotter in the land of fire. Those Uchiha born during the harsh winters aren't so lucky and many die because of the cold. For the past ten years that she had been married to Tajima, she had lost three sons and two daughters to the cold winters, robbed of her chance to become a mother. The woman glanced down at her heavily pregnant stomach as she prepared herself to lose another child to the winter's icy grip.
The woman in question had spiky black that held a bluish tint and fell to her waist in a beautiful fashion. Her once beautiful and aristocratic face held lines that had been earned by the sorrow she had known for the last ten years of her marriage. Her eyes were a shade of blazing amber that reflected the burning of fire her soul but had been dimmed because of her sorrows. Her skin was the color of ivory like many of her background, she worn a simple black anorak with trousers lined with gray rabbit fur, and a gray mukluk around her waist. This was the uniform of the Uchiha clan during the winter months while they wore a deel during the summer months.
As I said earlier the woman belonged to one of the five noble families that ruled over the lower ranking Uchiha members. The family she belonged to was the Taka family that ruled over the Uchiha spread throughout the southern mountains. It had been this way for the four hundred years when the entire clan was forced to scatter to the wind, ending up this broken state. The once noble and proud Uchiha clan had been reduce to nothing and forgotten by the sands of time.
Glancing around the room where at the entrance of the tent sat a small wooden bench that was their tokonoma where he husbands greeted guest, surrounding it were small candle that were lit when guest arrived. A few feet behind the tokonoma was a large folding partion that had designs of tigers covering it, it was place there to shield guest eyes from the rest of the tent.
Behind the folding partion was a low table that held cracked plates and cups, surrounding it were small, flat red cushions for the family to sit at while eating their meals. A few behind the table sat a set of cabinets that stored food during the winter months, and a small camp fire made for cooking their meals. Above the fire there was a hole that allowed smoke to escape from the fire underneath a loosely sewn in piece of fur.
Behind the fire was where three huge clothes that were hung in place to hide three rooms. The first room belong to her husband and her, the second to her elderly mother in law and the third held a wooden tub for bathing during the winter. The two rooms held large futons, wooden platforms for ninja gear and tools.
Her eyes finally fell on to the shrine of Amarestsu hidden in the shadows directly in front of the fire. She made a quick decision and managed to pull herself up from the floor of the tent as she made her way over to the shrine. Hypnotized by the fire in front of the shrine as she made her way over to ask the clan's legendary goddess to place her favor upon her.
Bowing before the shrine as her hands unconsciously made their way into the beginning prayer position for the goddess. Speaking up in a warm tone as she said aloud " Goddess Amarestsu I ask tonight a favor from you, please do not allow the fire in this child heart to become dimmed by the icy grip of winter! Please I beg you, I will do anything you ask if you grant me this one wish!" Tears rolled down her cheeks as she bowed her head before the shrine, so focused on this action that she didn't see the smoke quickly rising in the back ground to form the smiling goddess who gently touched her stomach with great care.
Sighing to herself as she got from the floor and dried her tears. As soon as she managed to stand at full height, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach as her water broke rapidly. Eyes widen in shock as she shouted out in pain clutching her pregnant belly as her mind raced through a million possibilities. Fear entered her heart as she imagined the loss of another one of her children.
An elderly woman entered the room with a grace of a powerful hawk, her features cold and harden like true ice. Her skin a dark tan from her work underneath the hot sun, and her eyes a glittering gray. She wore the same uniform as her but in dark blue and gray colors instead.
" What is wrong Alajin" asked Senyu in a firm tone. The woman struggled to breathe through the pain as she stood there bent over clutching at her stomach. Finally, the pain subsided and she barely managed to spit out " It's time. "
By this time aging yet powerful hands gripped her tightly as she led her into her bedroom, and ordered to stay there. The woman exited the room and didn't come back for a few minutes, mean while she felt another pain entered her stomach. A scream filled with pain tore its way out of her throat as she fell to the ground clutching the fabric of her covers.
This pain was like nothing she had felt before, a burning feeling that kept growing as the pain raged on inside her belly. Muttering to herself as the pain once again subsided " This pain feels like fire; does this mean my prayer has been answered."
A group of women entered the room with their hair and faces covered by the snow, each wore the same outfit in different colors. Most of the women possessed pale skin, with long raven hair and obsidian eyes. However, a few women had darker skin, with ash brown hair and amber colored eyes.
A woman who was the shortest in the group blurted out in shock " My lady are you alright?!" She managed to get out " I'm fine"
Many hours later she found herself surrounded by the group of women, numb to the pain as each encouragement became wrapped together like a choir in her ears. Her voice was now silent as she made herself hoarse hours ago screaming in pain. Sweat covered her face and ran into her tangled hair.
She felt water drip across her face as a woman reached across her for a wash rag. Silently watching as Senyu left the room and talked to masculine shadow in front of the see through clothe that covered the room.
One woman muttered to another " I'm starting to get worried, it shouldn't be taking this long for a child to be born." Another woman chimed in " I know we began this last night and now the sun is about to set again. Something could be terribly wrong, maybe we should find a real doctor in one of the mountain villages surrounding our camp."
Senyu came back into the room and peeked underneath the covers, she exclaimed " Finally we can begin!" Looking up she found herself staring into glittering grey eyes as Senyu demanded " I know you are tired but you must begin to push."
Feeling so weak and exhausted by this point she struggled to do as demanded. But in truth at this point she lacked the strength and resolve to get through this. Blood started to pool all around her as it stained the thick blanket crimson red like a certain conquers sharigan.
A woman muttered " This isn't good" as another said " Lady Senyu we are losing her!" Meanwhile Alajin embraced the darkness that covered her vision as she felt a silent child being pulled out of her, in her heart she knew what this meant. Her heart sank in grief as tears started to trail down her face.
A few minutes later while she was still conscious, another intense pain entered her stomach and a screaming child was pulled out. A son covered her blood greeted her darkening vision as she heard the child scream like a determined warrior that he would become. She immediately noticed a glint of determination and a willfulness that all conquers possessed in those cloudy blue eyes.
Smiling softly at this as she muttered " Good he shall be a fighter, for in this world he will need to fight his entire life." Alajin closed her eyes as darkness greeted her vision after such a hard working but rewarding experience.
What do you think of my story, I've changed some things from the original one to make it flow better as I now see the full picture of where I'm going to take this epic tale. As I said earlier this tale will have some Mongolian and Steppe culture influences, so I decided to give Madara mother a Mongolian name. This chapter you get to hear a little bit of her background that will be super important later in terms of Madara interacting with the five noble families.
Now to get into the explanation they Uchiha clan is like Mongolia before Genghis Khan came and united it all under one roof. At the top of the Uchiha clan you have the five noble families that rule the broken clan in various sectors around the land of fire. You have already been introduced to one named Taka (Hawk) the family that Alajin comes from. The other for families are Okami (Wolf) who control the eastern section, Shika (deer) who control the northern section, Tora (Tiger) who control the western section, and Uma(Horse) that controls the central section). Madara for instance is ruled under the Taka family since they control the southern section of the land. However, despite being directly related to one of the five noble families, Madara and his future siblings are still looked down upon because they father is a lower ranking member of the clan. What I mean by this is that the lower ranking Uchiha are treated like trash by the noble families who look down on them for their nomadic and shinobi life styles. Meanwhile the noble families' life's much better.
But one more thing to mention about Madara mother is only those of noble baring's in the clan will have Mongolian names while the lower ranking Uchiha shall have Japanese related names. This is a way for me to once again show the divide but also to make each sector easier to distinguish.
Now to explain the clothing that the women are wearing, one is inspired by what those from the water tribe are wearing. I thought it would be an awesome clan uniform for the lower ranking members of the camp to wear during the winter. Now what deel is something that is worn traditionally in Mongolia. It can be made of silk, cotton or other materials, depending on where you are placed in society. They typically reach the knees and fan out from there, common colors are blues, olives or burgundy but can come in many other colors. The deel resembles a large overcoat, with the sides pulled against the wearer's body, with flaps and claps in certain sections. Tied around the waist are leather or silk sashes depending on where you are placed in society. The area between the flap and the belt creates a pocket to hide things in plain sight. One last thing these are worn during the spring, summer and fall before being switched out. For more information on deels, type into google or whichever search engine of choice.
One final thing I wanted to speak about is Madara eye color at birth. I can see questions popping up about this so I want to go ahead and answer it now. Like in the anime Madara will eventually become their dark color, but in my research, I found that when babies are born their eye colors start out as either gray or blue. It is only when the child gets older that you can tell which eye color they will have.
Now that I've finished this extremely long author note, lol. I just want to say that this will be an epic story that will span decades as we cover the life of a man who's story I felt wasn't give justice in the manga and the anime. I hope to do this complex man justice as I build up a future world of my own, here comes " The Elemental Nation Saga" with all the drama and war that is a part of Naruto. I hope you enjoy my epic tale and come back for more in the future.