A match flared to life cutting through the darkness, a strong hand lowered the match to the candle. Shadows dance on a tan face, along with the walls. He set the candle down before turning to meet a glare of a long forgotten friend. This friend had questions that needed to be answered. He watched as this friend's face wrinkled up in disgust due to the smell of rotting flesh and the fresh blood that pooled on the floor. The man's once kind chocolate brown eyes now expressed a cold emotion, a bitter one, one filled with spite and hatred. The man turned slowly to the table, it was easy to tell that this man was starting to get old. Hard lines on his face indicated it strongly, the tiny sprouts of grey hair that mingled with the brown hair that was tied back was no help. He glanced back and waved a hand for his friend to come closer as he lit more candles. The few candles lit barely shone on the out line of a...thing. The dim room became more lively as the tanned man lit more. Few seconds passed before the room was bright. Uchiha Madara fell back, suppressing the urge to scream. The thing in the chair was a wasn't a thing, it was a person. Shock, horror, confusion shot through his body.
"What the fuck am I looking at?!" He cried. His voice wavered with pain.
Hashirama sat down in a chair in a far corner. "A disgraceful creation to life."
Madara's face twisted up again but said nothing. He waited for him to explain.
"After my beloved brother's death, I spiraled down into a dark hole. I couldn't forgive what your bastard of a younger brother did to mine, pity really. I aimed to claim peace with the Uchiha clan. In your pride and selfishness, you, Madara choose to have the clans at war. To keep the dreams of your father alive. A foolish man, hell bent on destroying every last Senju. After most of your clan was laid to waste and peace was brought to us...I... found myself wondering about chakra and the meaning of life. Silly me even started a village with you and let you run it right into the ground.
Still I was restless. I even began to devote my life to the study of medical ninjutsu, despair only laid in my path. It was limited and a primitive study because medicine was short. I came up with my own studies of the human body. The best, the worse, how to ruin and how to strengthen the human body. Yet, my studies left me with a question. How can each person be so different? The answer is chakra, it's basically the human soul. The personality, strength, weakness!" Hashirama jumped out of his chair in excitement. "It's all found Each one is different with a few similar traits among a clan members! It gave me an idea. The possibilities of two souls coming together to form a different one, a stronger one. One that can overcome the darkness of this world."
Madara listened to this mad man. His eyes gazed over at this creation. The skin was somber but in a twisted way peaceful. The hair of this creation was half and half; one side spiky white hair and the other side...Black spiky hair. Madara choked back a tear as the face of Izuna Uchiha, his younger brother, burned into his eyes. His baby brother's face was perfectly attached to Tobirama's face. The skin where the two were merged started to rot and turn black. Tobirama's skin was grey and his vians under the skin showed well. On the other hand Izuna's skin was pale, as he was killed only hours ago. Hashirama was a fast worker, several of the limbs had already been replaced. On Tobirama's body was a tanned had with a weird rose tattoo, the finger tips were starting to turn black. One finger missing from that hand. A different leg was strapped to Izuna's. There was no telling how many organs had been replaced in the two. Madara raised a hand to his mouth as his stomach did a backflip.
"On this night, I shall create life, not only bring back one that was brutally taking away from me and the other one for but a new one. Two halves becoming whole again. Of course it was no easy process. The skin decomposed faster than I expected it to. I had to perform several healings on the skin itself, just to keep his organ's alive took everything I got. After a while, I said screw it and stole organ's from living shinobis. Now sit back and enjoy the show."
Hashirama grinned as the clouds rolled in.