Prologue
My name is Satachi Uchiha. I am Itachi's bastard child. I was found at the steps of Konoha when I was only four years old. I graduated from the ninja academy at the age of eight and reached the final level of sharing at ten. Now at age twelve I am a chunin and one of Konoha's most promising shinobi. I have a very unique form of sharingan when I copy someone's chakra type, I keep it.
I was on an A-Rank mission with the rest of Team Seven. Me, my Uncle: Sasuke, Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi were on a mission to capture Arichiure; a rouge ninja who had gained some sort of new jutsu by stealing the scroll Naruto stole not some time ago. If necessary, we were authorized to use deadly force.
We used a five kilometer sweep to find the rouge ninja. It was the third sweep or so when I saw a shadow flitting through the trees, and radioed my Team. "Satachi reporting in, see possible target, I'll try to get a better look." "This is Kakashi try to get an I.D. if possible, but wait for backup before trying to apprehend target." "Roger." Like I'd wait for backup, please Kakashi Sensei you know Satachi Kun isn't going to wait. "It was Sakura. "Yeah, I know. Alright Team Fall in on Satachi's position." "I'm on my way, believe it," Typical Naruto. "Right." Sasuke. Quiet, but deadly.
As I'm tailing the target the light hits his face. It was definitely Arichiure, but he looked odd, like he was in his own little world of thoughts. "Positive I.D., I'm going in, back up as you arrive." "Don't be reckless." "You're one to talk, Naruto." "Just be careful." "Uh-huh." I checked my shurikan; I was low only about fifty. Taking five, I engaged the target. "Arichiureeee! Are you gonna come quietly, or do I have to force you back?" "Won't … Go."
Then his eyes flashed green and he attacked me. "Idiot." I threw the shurikan at him and it made direct contact. POOF! "Damn, a substitution!" I activated my Sharingan and began looking for him. I saw movement in the trees and turned to see seventeen shurikan coming my way. Quickly, I pulled out a kunai and threw six shurikan deflecting five of them and as the other ones approached I deflected seven and dodged the rest of them. I summoned my chakra and running through the necessary hand symbols I launched my fireball at him. He flipped over it and landed gracefully on the other side. Arichiure, always the showman. Sweeping his arm down he sent a barrage of green chakra at me. Curious, I switched on my Saihon Sharingan to get some of the chakra for myself. A green flash of light seared my eyes and I saw my skin slowly turning black, as I gradually fell in to the darkness around me.
