The Ease of War

by DarthNovii

The world has found conflict during perfect peace. When the Seventh Hokage and the rest of the Original Team Seven are killed by a mysterious organization thirty years after the conclusion of the Fourth Shinobi World War, Konoha will be left to pick up the pieces. Follow young Takachi Uchiha as he grows into a Shinobi and a man, in a world filled with war.

1. Prologue

Prologue

The scene was one of complete and total shock and horror. The look of pain on my mother's face will forever be burned into my mind. There was a pile of shattered ceramics laying on the floor in front of her. Mixed in with it was the tea that, until a second ago, was in the cups that the ceramic belonged to. My father only took a few more seconds to react. But I was frozen completely. My mother's look of horror coupled with my own grief was enough to paralyze me for nearly a minute. It was as if the whole world just inverted. There were no safe thoughts. There was nothing that anyone could say to my mother and I that would relieve any of the pain. The only reason that I came out of my grief induced paralysis, was that my father turned to look at me from where he was holding my mother, and he gasped. It only took me a second to realize why. The whole room had taken on a more vivid nature. Everything was clearer and brighter. From across the room I could see my reflection on a crystal wine glass. In that reflection I saw, unmistakably, one tomo in each eye. My Sharingan was awakened, though it held little significance to me at the time. Finally released from my petrified state, I ran over to my parents with tears streaming from my new eyes and joined their pained embrace.

"You're sure there is no mistake?" my father's voice softly asked, breaking the deafening silence.

The Chunin ranked Shinobi standing before us shook his head slowly and with great effort, as though he desperately wanted to give another answer. Finally my mother broke from her trance. It started as one single pained sob, before evolving into what could only be described as pure grief and sorrow. We stayed like this for several more seconds before I had come to terms with what we'd just been told. The only remaining elder Uchiha, Sasuke my grandfather, was dead. With him went Jugo, friend of the family, Naruto, Hokage of Konoha, and Sakura, my grandmother and close friends with the other three lost. The whole world had indeed started once again down the path of self destruction.