Black Hair, Sharingan Eyes, One Meaning: An Uchiha

by SadisticHumorX

Motoko is abandoned by her father in the snow, was trained by the Akatsuki, has watched her clan die in front of her eyes and a child prodigy that doesn't like to be ranked. This is the Life of Motoko Uchiha, not your typical ninja story.

1. Prologue

Black Hair, Sharingan Eyes, One Meaning, An Uchiha, But Who is She?

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~Ren: WELCOME TO MY NEW STORY!!!! Please Enjoy, just note that some of my spellings are the Australian Spelling~

Volume I: Prologue

I looked up at my father's Departing Figure… I did not understand what was going on... Why... Did… He… walk away from me…. Leave me…

"Do not leave from here, alright my sweet" My father had said as his freezing cold hands caressed my cheeks, before walking away, deserting me, in a place, surrounded by snow.

I wore only a black dress, with white long sleeves, and long black boots. Even for a 4 year old, I knew I couldn't survive here for more than 2 days or so. I wrapped my arms around myself to try keep warm.

I feel a sleep instantly, What was the point of staying awake, there was nothing to see, only death was ahead of me… My sleep was Dreamless, what was there to really dream about?

I fluttered my eyes opened to see a young man, with Orange spiked up hair, and piercings all around his face, he was accompanied by a young lady who had short blue silky hair, and an origami flower placed above her ear.

I tilt me head in confusion, who we're these people?

"What is a little girl like you doing in a place like this?" He asked kindly.

"My… Father…" I simply replied.

"What a weird child, your eyes are pitch black and empty, just like your hair, how did you get such a boring colour?" he joked.

"Well would you like to come with us child? You have some potential" Stated the young women.

My eyes stayed empty but I was glad to be offered this, Strangers or not, anything better than this place.

I nodded in response.

The man and women let out their hand which I gladly accepted, I'm going to start a new life, I will not be my father's child, This will be my start, and now I walk upon a new road, a new journey, and lets see where it leads…