Prologue:

Shisui considered himself a lot of things. Cruel was not one of them. He never enjoyed killing, never got used to the lifelessness of the bodies he left behind. Yet the eyes that stared back at him through tear stained cheeks and bloody hair made him rethink that statement.

He had orders. He had to follow those orders. It was his duty as a shinobi of Konoha.

He lifted his tanto and edged closer to the young mother cradling a small bundle in a blood red blanket. The baby started wailing and the woman pressed it even deeper into her chest. Shisui stopped, he had never ended a life this young before.

He knew it wasn't right, but when was killing ever?

He wouldn't make this harder than it had to be. The woman's head dropped to the ground not two seconds later. Blood gathered around his feet. Pure, red blood oozing out of the cut and slipping through the cracks of the floor.
The hands of the now headless woman kept their frantic hold on to the baby, almost as if to protect it even after death.

Shisui didn't know if he could do it. The baby wasn't even a year old from what he could tell. It started crying even harder, as if it understood what had just happened. The sound cut like glass through every single principle Shisui had ever learnt. The mask on Shisui's face suddenly felt heavier than normal. He moved and stopped. He took a kunai out of his pouch and approached the child. It would be so easy. Just one little cut and the baby would never breathe again.

He didn't move for a long time. He wasn't cruel, he wasn't sadistic, he wasn't evil, but killing a small defenceless child would make him exactly that.
Something he couldn't be.
Something he never wanted to be.

Orders.

He had the orders to kill the whole Masami family, every living person related to Masami Ryuk. He had executed said orders perfectly, just one more to go.

He gripped the kunai tighter and with one slash ripped open the neck of the baby.
The wailing died and so did the heartbeat.
The kunai dropped to the floor and so did Shisui.

His chest hurt, air tasted like fire, his heartbeat echoed in his head.

Killing wasn't right. He wasn't supposed to play God. This was wrong.

He sat there for quite a while, trembling hands and the smell of decaying flesh in the air. He shook his head, stood up, lifted his mask and looked around himself. Everything was red. Blood splashed almost artistically over the white walls, taking over the floor and dripping from severed heads. There was no time to mourn, no time to think. The deed was done, he couldn't change a thing. He began to clean up.

He tried not to pity his victims, tried to repress every single one of their dull stares after life had been sucked out of them. Most did. To Shisui's chagrin or luck, it got easier after every kill. Now it hardly bothered him anymore. They didn't hunt his dreams, they didn't drag him into self-loathing, they only made him tired.

The baby. The baby made him feel something akin to regret for the first time in almost 5 years.

Regret that obedience came before human decency.

Regret that the baby marked his 70th kill.

There were other people. People like him, who grew up thinking that killing wasn't right, but that it was necessary. To protect what you loved and bring honour to your family.

It was an ideology. An ideology they were taught since they could formulate proper sentences. For his family, killing wasn't bad, it was a side effect of the purpose they served. Sometimes he wished he could think so too.

Then he was glad that he wasn't like them.

Maybe Uchiha Shisui wasn't a monster in the eyes of the public, maybe not even in his own, yet that didn't make him one any less.

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So this is my new project. I love the idea of this character too much to let it go to waste. The creators didn't do anything with his potential, so I took the chance to change that. I put a lot of outside personality into Shisui, because we don't know much about him, but if you think he is OOC then tell me. I'm really trying to get him right.

Thanks for reading and have a nice day!

(Updates will be slow coming and chapters will be longer)