My story is not one of those about some unfortunate circumstance and misery which finally led to a happy ending, you see many people think they know my story and for the most part they do. My name is Reika Uchiha; I am the third child of Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha, 7 years younger than Itachi and 2 years younger than Sasuke. However they are all perfect strangers to me, I spent the majority of my childhood not knowing who they were and more importantly who I was. To many my story begins when I was 4 years old and abducted from the forest surrounding the family home.
At this point I still don't know what happened between then and the time about a year later where I was found wondering along the coast of the land of fire. I was found by an old fisherman and his wife covered in dirt, cuts and bruises and with a broken arm. They took me to the hospital where I was prodded and poked by the doctors. I was thankful that the old couple who introduced themselves as Isamu and Mai Ishida insisted on staying with me, as the doctors were really intimidating to a child who barely had a grasp on what was going on. Eventually while we were waiting for someone the social services Mai gently coaxed me for my name and eventually I stuttered out 'rei' as that was all I could remember of my name. When Hiromi arrived from social services the Ishida's insisted that I stayed with them instead of in a care home while Hiromi tried to track down who I was and where I was from.
I lived with the Ishida's for a year where I began talking again and even started school until the night of the fire. It was the early hours of the morning when Isamu and Mai dragged me from my bed, the room filled with smoke, flames licking the walls of the house, I couldn't tell where they were coming from or where I was going. As we reached the door the roof collapsed and Isamu pushed the both of us out of the way. During the morning while I was being treated for superficial burns on my arms and legs Hiromi arrived, in my panicked state I asked where Mai was as I had no seen her since she was rushed to the hospital, then came the heart break Mai had inhaled to much smoke and her lungs couldn't cope. The two people that cared for me the most were now gone and I was alone. In the following years I got transferred between a number of care homes with each dead end that Hiromi found but even then she left. In one of the towns Hiromi found love and left her job as my social worker which resulted in me being transferred to a care home in Konoha which was more adapted for 'troubled children'. I didn't like my new social worker, to him I was a lost cause too troubled to be placed in a family and no viable information to my past. So I took charge of my own story.
Well a new story although probably not the best time to start as I have just started university, driving lessons and moved house so free time is a rarity, so there wont be any structure to updates but I do have most of the basics of the story mapped out just need to get pen to paper.
Hope you like it.