Why is the killing of a million a lesser crime than the killing of an individual?~ Raphael Lemkin

Prologue : Run Off

The screaming and shouting did not denter Izumi's will. Trembling hands yanked at her dead mother's eyes as they detached themselves from the woman's eye sockets with a sickening pop. Much like her own, they had blossomed into full blown roses. No longer were they the common seedlings plentiful among the clan. Bloodied hands pressed the two eyeballs against an empty storage scroll. A lick of chakra is all it took to hide them away. Such precautions were an abnormal action for a child to take. Izumi was well aware of this, hence her decision to strike during the first of Konoha's many disasters.

Hefting herself out of the collapsed housing space around her proved difficult with her eyes eating away at her chakra. Turning said eyes off weren't an option. She feared her body would begin to go through shock if she did. At that moment her eyes were the only thing keeping her tethered to her Genocide Avoidance Strategy Plan, which her mind shortened to Operation: G.A.S.P. She had no other option but to weather through it.

Several tries later had her jumping out of her destroyed house through its cracked roof. A gust of wind from one of the Kyuubi's tails flattened the construct moments later. She didn't appreciate the added turbulence that altered her trajectory. Instead of landing outside on her house's yard like she hoped, she ended up crashing through an adjacent building a couple of blocks down.

Her body felt like lead as it pushed itself off the displaced beams behind her. Wooden grain dug into her bare feet every step of the way. It was only after Izumi stepped on her first body that she realized she had ended up in the Uchiha District's Nursery. The form below her foot was that of a pregnant woman. There was no shout or scream that indicated that the person felt anything. The woman's body was as stock still as that of Izumi's mother. Two others were in a similar state. Both were pregnant, unmoving, and had eyes that had bloomed. She was tempted to take their eyes first, but a sliver of humanity managed to slip its way past the haze that was her mind on autopilot. The engrained movements that were being sharpened to kill were put to the task of saving the unborn.

She cut three stomachs open that day knowing that it was uncertain that they would survive. Each one was carefully dug through until the source of new life was found. Bloodied kunais were repurposed from flesh cutters to umbilical cord snappers.

It was only after the Nursey's last wooden column gave way that Izumi realized there were more inhabitants within the building. Her urge to escape and save someone came clashing upon her mind's door.

A black flaming mist extended from her body and took other bodies with her. All Izumi could think about was how she would never get to make her great escape. By the time she got around to blaming her bleeding heart, she was blacking out on a patch of grass that wasn't there before.

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The scream that rebounded off her ears as the sun shined down on her face did not faze her strained mind as it was briefly roused from its slumber. Someone had taken a weight off her chest, which she was immensely grateful for. She greedily sucked in as much fresh air as she could now that she was without hindrance. Distantly, she could hear someone call for a doctor while another argued that an undertaker was what was needed.

Tears began prickling her eyes as Izumi realized she could no longer lift her limbs. The panic that overcame her made it impossible to breathe.

~Author's Notes~

{Prologue written on} July 28, 2018

{Thanks to} Evyira for inspiring this via her work on Of Crimson Memories. I'll be writing this while I wait for the next update to their story.

{Explanations} No, Izumi's Mangekyo Sharingan was not pivotal to Operation:G.A.S.P. In fact, she didn't even have that stage of the Sharingan active prior to the Kyuubi attack. She had no knowledge of its capabilities when it did activate. It was pure sheer luck (or plot contrivance[for those of you that are probably miffed at the character's "over poweredness"]) that not Izumi survived without Itachi's help like canon Izumi did in the anime (not sure if that's an anime only event or if it happened in the light novel[I'll probably find some middle ground for this story on how...probably/maybe?]).

[{Please Note} This will be the only time the following section will be featured]

{Aims}

So many stories with OCs or SI-OCs that have Mangekyo make Mangekyo this unstoppable OP force, when it's not. Not even Itachi, who's a prodigy, could escape its drawbacks. The only two people to manage that are Sasuke and Madara via their brothers' eyes.

Yes, I realize I gave Izumi the possibility of achieving the Eternal Mangekyo, but in order to do that she would have to pull a Kakashi(i.e. have a medi-nin on standby). That won't be feasible for her unless she either goes to a Shinobi village, which is a no go, or she contacts Obito(that's how Sasuke did it), which hell no she ain't doing.

Let's also not forgot the amount of time it takes to master an ability and get one's eyes to keep up with their body. Itachi had that training down pat by the time he showed up in canon, and Sasuke had to literally go to Orochimaru. Else he wouldn't have been able to handle his body's future burdens. At the moment Izumi has neither mastery of the basic Sharingan nor the large chakra pool needed to spam chakra intensive techniques(she's a freaking five year old physically). No amount of mental maturity can overcome the body's limitations.

In summation, I basically want to highlight the fact that there are consequences to using Mangekyo or any other overpowered technique. I feel that's something Naruto fanfics don't do enough of.