Two Uchiha
AN: Don't forget your place, the next chapter may be a little late.
My name is Masaki Uchiha. I am directly related to my great-grandfather, Madara Uchiha. Even four generations down, I was forced to live as his equal. The potential I possessed made it all too visible to my mother. The ninja my mother married to replace my dead father would push me to the limits of my power; training me night and day to the fullest extent of his stamina. When I entered the ninja academy after it was rebuilt from the Nine-Tails attack, I was already hundreds of times stronger than my peers. They decided to push my papers through and I graduated in the same week. Apparently I had huge potential.
Once I aged to ten, I was stronger than anyone in my clan by far. A child, two years my kouhai, known as Itachi was said to be on the same tier as me, of course I beat him to a bloody pulp without a second thought to prove my power. They subdued and imprisoned me. I could hear their words through the cell, "That boy is too young to understand how strong he is. If he gets angry over something stupid then he may kill his own family in rage without comprehension of what he just did." Those fools.
By the time I was fourteen I had never left Konohagakure and the higher-ups wouldn't let me use any type of jutsu. A class S seal was placed on each limb. I made it seem as if it didn't actually bother me, but, it did. It was put up with for another year until I was sick of being restrained. I had no access to the outside world besides the shit-hole Uchiha clan residence, they said when I was old enough to understand then they would set me free. I told them time and again that I comprehended everything...still nothing. No belief in me. All I wanted was to be the most powerful ninja in the world.
An incredible stroke of luck hit. This Itachi kid went on a killing spree the next day. Once nearly the whole clan was killed, he walked right by me then stopped. "You are not involved with them, therefore, I have no reason to harm you," were his first words which were followed by, "Get out of here. all of the blame will fall upon you if you stay here." Itachi left toward one last house and I escaped.
The wild was easy to live in with the Mangekyo Sharingan. Animals died for me and I ate them. People were cruel to me whenever I walked along the roads so I avoided them. Daily training made me stronger, more powerful than I could have ever imagined. My Sharingan evolved once more into something even stronger, a new level only written in the scrolls of history. I used it to search out Itachi once again.
He had joined an organization known as Akatsuki. In that organization were ninja with enormous power, greater than I had ever seen. Obviously my urges to battle a power like this were taken into consideration; so I attacked them. I was twenty-two years old when I beat them all at once. A talking fly trap stayed out of the fight but I convinced eight of them to battle me. More than sweat was broken in such a high calibur fight so I left as soon as possible to hide my weakening. In the coming years it became obvious to me that I was the strongest in the world.
Or so I thought. A man that came from nowhere known as Jastin had made himself known. When I forced him to fight me... I lost. Even though he said his power was limited to a charge, I lost. That was the boost I needed to keep going. I came across the Knight Order during their journey to Konohagakure so that they may ask use of the Forbidden Gems and decided allied myself with them. These people were looking to overthrow the ninja system set in place and rule with a strict judicial monarchy. These people were nice and I felt the need to help them. Then I Finally met Sasuke. The only other Uchiha still alive... I wanted him to replace me. He will now become the strongest ninja in the world and he must...he must kill me.
"Your jutsu is invisible?" Masaki asked after a long one minute pause.
Shiori flipped the hand axe in a circle. "Please... It already started already. Attack me."
Masaki analyzed the situation closely. "Fireball jutsu." No symbol was made to summon the room filling ball of fire that flew out the window opposite him while missing the target.
"Too slow..." Shiori chuckled. "Get physical."
Masaki charged forward and sliced the air in half. "How can't I follow you...?" He looked back as Shiori's foot dug into his back to throw him out the large window.
"Gotcha!... Kankuro, open Lord Raikage's door now. Hurry." She whispered before hopping out the window and latching onto the side of the silver tower with both feet using chakra. "Still waiting to be touched by you."
"Your words are dirty..." Masaki dropped the scythe on her from behind, missing once again and catching himself on the wall. "Interesting. Looks like I am finished analyzing your jutsu..."
"So? You think you know what's happening then c'mon and hit me."
"If you wish for such a thing than so be it. Prepare for your life to be cut short." Masaki vanished completely, leaving behind those words.
"What the... Where in the hell did you go? Get out here..." Shiori spun in a circle searching for the man. Standing on the wall started to make her dizzy, slowing her reaction time. "Gack..." Nausea began to envelope her then sight blurred away. "I...can't see? Wh-Where did my vision go?"
"Everything will turn to black. Your five senses will numb. Death will take you." Masaki's voice slowly lowered in volume while it spoke. "Heh... It doesn't matter what jutsu you use when you can't escape my Genjutsu. Tsukuyomi: Endless Hell."
Shiori could no longer hear, smell, or taste anything. At least not while in the real world; in the Tsukuyomi realm, every sense besides sight and feel was negated. Her body was being ripped apart over and over again endlessly while amplifying the nerves to multiply the pain by ten times the original. Perhaps most terrifying is the genjutsu's effect on the brain, causing it to release a hormone that controls hostility, meaning it felt as if there was someone about to harm her and she couldn't even move to see the target. Being scared to death without any way to stop it.
Masaki planted both feet on the wall and approached Shiori's seemingly lifeless body. "Your ninjutsu only caused me to slow down whenever I neared you. A useful ability to add to my skill set." He wrapped his hand around her neck and threw her off the side of the silver tower. "Thank you."
Tsunade was laid up in a soft bed with pure white sheets; watched by three knights twenty-four seven. A curtain circling the bed was used to give her a hint of privacy. The room itself was large compared to the small hospital area and it too had a big window that a human could easily fit through. The injuries from the meteors caused an everlasting effect on her chakra network and the wounds were still not yet healed. The only reason she was kept was her immense medical prowess that would provide a huge advantage against the ninja.
Even with all the free time, she still couldn't stop worrying for the people of Konoha. Most of the blame was shouldered by her because it was the responsibility of the Hokage to protect Konohagakure. It was tough for Tsunade to hold in the painful guilt that filled her up on the inside.
A clank noise interrupted her slowly closing eyes. Footsteps closed in on the curtain around the bed then stopped. A hand scrunched together the white silk and yanked it open. The darkness made it almost impossible to see who it was. Tsunade took initiative to say, "Yes?"
A response to the question showed itself in that instant. Two red circles revealed themselves to her; eyes. A word followed. "Die." The entire room exploded not a second later. From afar the window clearly gave away a problem; fire lit up the night air.
"Sasuke...Uchiha?" Tsunade asked not who he was but why was he here. She was now across the burning room on both feet.
A soft snickering sound left his lips. "Sorry." Sasuke ripped off the robe he used for cover that had caught fire. "You were just unfortunate enough to fall under my "next to kill" list."
Tsunade's eyes skimmed the room. The bed and curtains were ablaze and spread all around the room. All three guards were in the same state. "J-Just cause I am weakened doesn't mean this will be easy!"
"Heheheh... You stupid bitch. I guess you don't know how much stronger I am than the Hokage. But I will admit that even still this fight would take a hell of a lot outta me." Sasuke reached toward his back to pull the blade from its brown sheath. "But not this time."
"W... Where in the hell is security!?"
"I set a genjutsu trap... Anyone tries to enter their room, izanami instantly activates."
"Izanami!? How could you use that with such ease? That technique—"
"Is supposed to make my eyes lose light? Ch... My Sakkaku Sharingan has allowed me to breach that limit. I can use both ultimate Genjutsu to a certain extent. Izanagi can be used once a day or so and Izanami can be used multiple times if on someone weak minded. Not to mention my new ability..."
"The Sharingan can evolve to such a level... Would you mind telling me what this new ability is?" Tsunade knew her life was over; nothing could save the Hokage anymore.
Sasuke chuckled; his prey finally realized its demise. "It's called Yatagarusu. Another ultimate Genjutsu... What it does is incredible. When activated on whoever I choose within my field of vision, it sets all of us in a Genjutsu that plays out the next minute of what will happen to all of us. Once that time is up it vanishes and returns it back to whatever position we were in a minute ago. Of course no one expects that to happen except me, so I use the confusion to do whatever it is I was doing beforehand. Pretty fuckin' amazing..."
"That's amazing..." Tsunade dropped to her knees. Even if she were to fight back, it would end in a loss. She knew this from the instance she saw his eyes.
Sasuke smirked and readied the Saikyo No Ken. The stance he prepared ended as he charged forward and thrusted the katana forward toward the Hokage. Just for a moment, time slowed down—ceased, giving just enough until that girl arrived with a scream. "STOP IT!"