The Necromancer, Chapter 10:

Madara stumbled around the village. That Hyuga kid's attack had wounded him more than he thought. He had to quickly find shelter and wait until his body repaired itself. It was regrettable, but if he was too hasty, it could lead to his death.

He found a building and entered it. His left side hurt like hell due to that damned Hyuga kid. His right leg hurt when he attempted to move it, so he just had to drag it along the ground. He quickly looked around the building. It was empty. Good. He closed the door.

He looked around and saw a rather comfortable-looking couch. He laid down on it and closed his eyes.

Why are these memories from the past resurfacing? he thought, They've kept resurfacing ever since I entered this village. I guess it's only natural...

Madara ignored the memories before, but since he needed to rest, he decided to let the memories fully enter his mind.

My wife opened the door. She was grinning. Her beautiful long black hair cascaded down her shoulders.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Hizuko sent you a letter!" she exclaimed, "It seems really important, too."

She handed me the letter.

"See you later, honey!" she exclaimed as she left the room and closed the door.

I opened the letter and read it. Hizuko certainly wrote it. His handwriting was atrocious.

"Hey, Madara!

Hizuko here. Hashirama and his brother, Tobirama showed up at my clan's door today saying that we should officially unite and build a village. It makes sense, since we're all settled near the same area, right? Anyways, Hashirama has a kekkei genkai, too. He can unite the elements of earth and water to create wood, which would be a huge help building buildings! Heh, wood would help build buildings. Oh, I'm getting off track. The other clans around here agreed with his plan, and he's waiting to get the word of the Uchiha clan. He says once the village is built he'll hold a series of elections to see who gets to lead the village. Cool, no? Well, what are you waiting for? Let's help build this village!"

I grinned. Good old Hizuko Hyuga. He was a great friend, if not a bit goofy. Seemed like Hashirama didn't tell Hizuko about our friendly rivalry as leaders of the strongest clans. I found it quite funny that Hizuko had little knowledge of the Senju clan.

I left the room and saw my lovely wife painting. She loved to paint, and she did it well.

"Aimi?" I asked her.

"Yes, sweetie?" she replied, still focused on the painting.

"We need to have a meeting tonight. Hashirama and the other clans are going to build a village. We need to help, but I have to make sure the majority of the clan agrees to help build the village. I'm sure we'd be a large help," I told her.

"Okay, I'll get on it after I'm done with this painting I've been working on for a week. I'm almost done!" she exclaimed.

"I keep wanting to ask, but I also keep forgetting. What are you painting?" I asked her.

"You," she said, "No looking until I'm done!"

I wasn't expecting that. She usually painted animals or other things. Never has she painted a person. I'm sure she would do well, though.

"Okay then," I said. I went back into the room that Hizuko's letter was in. I expected most of the other Uchihas to agree with building a village. After all, I would agree and I am the leader (and the strongest) of the clan. So I began writing a response directed to Hashirama.

It was time for the meeting. The other Uchihas had gathered in the next room. I had finished my speech. I entered the room with the crowd, cleared my throat, and spoke.

"My fellow Uchihas, I have received a generous proposition today. Hashirama and Tobirama are uniting with the other clans around here to build a wondrous village. All of the clans have agreed, and he now asks us if we want to be a part of the village. All who wish to help, say "Aye!"" I spoke.

Several ayes were heard. Everyone had agreed.

"Very well then! I will give Hashirama our approval! Meeting adjourned!" I said. I went back into the room and sat down. The speech was short but sweet. It worked, too.

"You sounded sooo powerful and... commanding back there, honey," Aimi said seductively. Her voice was behind me and she began to massage my shoulders.

"Thanks..." I sighed relaxingly, "So, I guess you're done with that painting, right?"

"Sure thing! Do you want to see it?" she asked.

"Yes!" I exclaimed. This would be interesting.

"Okay! I'll be right back!" she excitedly said. She rushed into the other room. She came back with a painting under her arms.

"Close your eyes!" she exclaimed.

I did so.

"Okay... open them!" she exclaimed.

I opened my eyes. I was literally speechless. My mouth moved but no words came from my mouth. It looked like I was looking in a mirror. That's how realistic it looked.

"Well...?" she asked.

"In...credible!" was all that managed to come out of my mouth.

"I'm glad you like it!" she exclaimed, "I'll be making dinner now!"

She left the room, leaving the painting in my hands. The picture was me standing on a rocky field, the full moon shining down upon me. I was dressed in my usual black robe but with my red combat armor atop of it. I had the legendary Uchiha Masamune sword clutched in my hands, but it was not removed from its sheath. What really amazed me about this painting was my hair. It looked exactly like mine. Jet black and spiked a bit before descending straight down my back. The painting really was a masterpiece. I decided to hang it above my desk.

I glanced at the letter upon the desk. Time to deliver it.

After traveling for a few hours, I arrived at the Hyuga settlement. A Hyuga guard stepped in front of me.

"State your name and your business here," he said.

"C'mon, you know it's me, Madara," I said.

He chuckled, "I know. Just having a little fun." He stepped aside, "Hizuko's relaxing near the forest."

"Thanks," I replied.

I walked through the houses. Some Hyuga children were playing outside. The whole place was very peaceful. Soon I saw Hizuko near the border to the forest. He was leaning against a large rock, staring at the sky.

"Hizuko?" I called.

Hizuko quickly snapped his head towards my direction. His face looked serious, but as soon as he recognized me, he grinned. He moved a bang from his long black hair out of his eyes.

"Hey Madara! So, did you decide?" he asked.

"Almost all of the Uchihas agreed. Here's a letter I wrote saying that we will help. I would like you to deliver that to Hashirama," I said. I handed the letter to Hizuko.

We then began to talk about normal things, but this question I wanted to ask Hizuko kept bugging me until I finally gave in and asked him.

"Um... Since we are both the heads of our clans, it's obvious that we will be put up for election for leading the village. You will vote for me, right?" I asked Hizuko.

Hizuko grinned, "Only if you vote for me," he replied.

"Promise?" I asked.

"I swear on the name of my entire clan," Hizuko said. We shook hands.

"Oh! The time sure has passed a lot!" Hizuko said, noting it was now sunset. It was noon when we started to talk, "I need to be going. See ya!"

I waved goodbye to him and walked back to my house.

A week or so had passed since the meeting I had with Hizuko. Hashirama had personally arrived at the Uchiha clan's settlement and said that the building of Konohagakure, the Village Hidden in the Leaves, would begin today, along with the election for the village's leader, or Hokage.

There were ten candidates for the title for Hokage. They were Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Hizuko Hyuga, Shigon Aburame, Shiko Nara, Inodo Yamanaka, Chouzu Akimichi, Ken Inuzuka, Azoro Hatake... I was chosen to represent the Uchiha clan in the Hokage election.

Hashirama told the other clan leaders that the Hokage would be a wise ruler who would protect the village and its entire people with their very being. A wise and noble view, but being a benevolent leader wasn't my goal.

I am kind to the Uchihas, but ever since Hashirama mentioned the building of a village and the elections of a ruler, these dark and evil images have entered my head. Images of me being the Hokage and ruling the village with an iron fist. Images of countless people bowing down to me, chanting my name. Those images disgusted me at first, but I have now grown to like them...

"Honey, it's time to go! We have to be at the area Hashirama told us to meet soon! All of the other Uchihas are ready!" Aimi exclaimed.

"Sorry, I dozed off for a moment there. I'm coming," I told her.

Never before have I seen a gathering of so many people. Hashirama's area of choice for the village was a large ring of relatively flat land surrounded by a massive forest on all sides except the north, where a large mountain stood, towering over everybody. Hashirama had formed a platform using his kekkei genkai that allowed him to form and control wood. Around this platform were thousands of people. These people were condensed to nine separate circles around the platform. I knew each clan was in a circle along with most of their belongings. The ninth circle was most likely people who lived elsewhere in the Fire Country and decided to move to this village.

"Attention! May I have everyone's attention!" Hashirama yelled. His voice boomed throughout the area, and the mountain amplified his echo. Everyone went silent.

"Now, we will need everyone's cooperation to build this village. I can form the buildings with my jutsu, but they will be crude, for I have not mastered my wood jutsus yet. We will need people to cut any protruding branches off and to overall smooth the structure. I will need people to paint the buildings and people to furnish the buildings. Each clan will have a separate district in the city, and there will be a district for ordinary citizens. We will have a hospital and a police force. We will have a school to teach children ninja skills. We will need a main building for the Hokage of the village, where they will do their work..." Hashirama spoke.

"Honey!" Aimi scolded, shoving me.

"...What?" I groggily asked.

"You fell asleep! You missed most of his speech! He's done now!" she angrily said.

"Good..." I mumbled. Thankfully, Aimi did not hear me.

"When will the first election take place?" I asked Aimi.

"Tonight. Each election will be held every three nights, starting tonight, until the Hokage is chosen. I'm so excited! The last election should be when the village is finished!" Aimi exclaimed.

"Same here..." I said.

Tonight was the first election night. Already a fourth of the buildings had been formed thanks to Hashirama's jutsu. I wondered if a month really was necessary to build this village. Everyone stood outside the recently formed village gates. The ten candidates for Hokage stood upon a platform Hashirama made with his jutsu.

"Now, before we begin the first election, everyone must swear on their very being and this village that if they become Hokage, they will defend the village and all of its people at any cost," Hashirama said.

I was a bit nervous. It was unlikely that I would be voted off in the first day, but the possibility still lingered.

"Madara, do you swear to protect this village and its people at any cost if you are to become Hokage?" Hashirama asked me.

"Huh?" I asked. I wasn't good at paying attention sometimes, "Yes. I swear," I lied.

"Very well then. Most of you know who the clan leaders are, so I simply asked everyone to write who they voted for on a piece of paper and deliver it to Tobirama sometime today. The votes are in, and Tobirama has counted each and every one of them. Here are the results..." Hashirama said.

There was a moment of silence. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

"Shiko Nara has the least amount of votes. He is eliminated from the potential Hokage roster!" Tobirama exclaimed.

"Thank goodness..." I heard Shiko sigh, He was next to me.

"Thank goodness?" I asked him, confused.

"Ruling over a village is too much responsibility for me..." he explained.

Over the days, the elections became smaller and smaller. The people not in a specific founding clan were not allowed to vote in the third election. We had to deliver speeches from the second election onward. I was no brilliant writer. My speeches were short and simple, yet they got to the point. Unfortunately, they were not as grandiose as Hashirama's speeches. I began to worry if I could lose to this guy...

Anyways, it was the seventh election. The village was nearly completed now. I was amazed with the progression of building this large village. Hizuko, Tobirama, Hashirama, and I were the only candidates for Hokage left. Most of the clans were here for this election. We had made our speeches and now was the time for most of the clans to vote. My speeches had received much applause even though they were short and all lies. However, Hashirama's were far more popular than mine. I respected and hated Hashirama at the same time.

I sat next to Hizuko.

"Voted for me again, right?" I whispered.

"Yes, voted for me?" Hizuko responded.

"Of course," I whispered back.

The suspension was killing me. Hizuko, Tobirama, Hashirama, and I were all very good candidates. This would be a close one.

"There is a tie," the vote counter said.

The audience started discussing. I dug my fingernails into the desk I was sitting in.

"Tobirama and Hizuko are tied for the least amount of votes. Therefore, they are both eliminated," the vote counter said.

Tobirama sighed in disappointment. Hizuko thrusted his palm to his forehead. With his free hand he slammed his fist on the table.

"Dammit!" he swore.

"Don't worry, I've heard some of your speeches. I'll implement some of your ideas when I'm Hokage," I told him.

"Yeah, sure..." he said, not believing me. He stood up and quickly walked out of the building.

What had I done that was so wrong?

This was it. The last election. Only the high-ranking members of each clan were here. Hashirama and I had delivered our speeches. Hashirama's speech was a record twenty minutes, while my speech was a record two minutes. There was a building ready for celebration of the Hokage chosen.

The vote counter cleared his throat. The room went silent.

I was more nervous than I ever was before in my life. I could feel the sweat on my forehead, and my heart was beating rapidly. Th-thump, Th-thump, Th-thump, Th-thump, Th-thump, Th-thump, Th-thump. The clock making a loud tick every second was nerve wracking and it amplified my anxiousness.

"There is another tie," the vote counter said. The audience gasped in shock.

What? How? How will this be decided? I thought. I looked over a Hashirama. He looked surprised. My feelings were very mixed for him. He was a good man, but if he became Hokage, I would hate him for eternity.

"SILENCE!" the voter counter yelled. Everyone quieted down, "There were fifteen votes for Hashirama Senju and fifteen votes for Madara Uchiha. I have been told that Hizuko Hyuga is late and he is coming here as quickly as possible. He will have the deciding vote."

My arms were shaky, in fact, my entire body was shaky. I didn't know if Hizuko would've voted for me. I think I angered him somehow in the last election. I drummed my fingers on the desk, anxiously staring at the clock, then the door, and then the clock again. Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump-Th-thump.

Five minutes passed. Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump-Thump-thump.

Ten minutes until the clock struck nine P.M. Thumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthumpthump. The suspension was killing me. My arms were now very noticeably shaking. I could feel my left eye twitch. It was very unpleasant to feel this nervousness. It felt like the suspension was actually killing me from the inside.

I heard the door open. I think I felt my heart stop beating for a moment.

Hizuko walked in. "Sorry I'm late," he said, grinning.

"The remaining candidates for Hokage are tied. You are to decide who the Hokage will be. Right here and right now," the vote counter said.

"My vote for Hokage goes to..." Hizuko said, pausing for added effect.

Here it comes. He will say, "Madara Uchiha!" and everything will be fine. I just got worried for nothing, I convinced myself.

"...Hashirama Senju," Hizuko said.

My body stopped moving. Those words echoed throughout my head. My jaw dropped. The audience erupted in applause while I just sat there, too stunned to move.

"Good job," I heard Hashirama say. I saw him extend his hand so I could shake it. I slapped it away from me and I ran out of the building, slamming the door behind me.

My wife was waiting outside for me.

"How did it go?" she anxiously asked. I ignored her and kept running. I wish I would've said something, like "I love you," because that would be the last time I would ever hear her sweet voice.

Hizuko would die tonight. I headed to the main Uchiha building. I entered and took the legendary Uchiha Masamune sword. I concealed it under my robes and left the building and headed towards the building where the Hokage celebration would take place.

I entered the building and frantically searched for Hizuko. I soon found him standing in a corner, drinking some sake.

"Oh, hey, Madara! That election sure was a close one, wasn't it?" he asked, grinning.

"You promised you would vote for me," I said, staring at him.

"Oh, that. Look, I can explain!" he said.

"You. Promised," I said, activating my Sharingan.

"Look, no need to get mad! The reason I voted for Hashirama was..." Hizuko began.

"YOU PROMISED!!!" I screamed. I reached into my robe and unsheathed the Masamune. I stabbed Hizuko in the chest. He stared at me in disbelief. He mouthed the word, "Why?" I drug the blade upwards through his upper torso until it reached his neck. I twisted the blade and then moved my arm to the left, removing the blade from the neck. I then hacked away at his dying body. Blood covered me. I knew what vengeance was now. I could taste it. I could smell it. I could feel it. Vengeance was Hizuko's blood! The very sight of it excited me. I needed more vengeance!

I felt arms grab me by the shoulders and drag me out of the building. I didn't notice, I kept hacking at the air in front of me. It was only until I was thrown against a wall that my senses returned to me.

Hashirama and Tobirama stood in front of me, looking disgusted.

"How dare you do something like this, Madara..." Tobirama said.

"You have two options, Madara," Hashirama, the Hokage, spat at me, saying my name with disgust, "You can be exiled from the village forever, or we will kill you. Choose now."

I couldn't believe it. My plans had failed! I wouldn't be able to control this country!

I laughed crazily, "I'll be exiled, you son of a bitch."

Hashirama said nothing and used his wood jutsu to bind my arms and legs. Tobirama picked me up. I saw Aimi crying. It was a shame she had to see me like this. I was carried all the way to the village gates and tossed out. Hashirama undid my wooden restraints.

"If you enter this village, we will kill you," Hashirama said, "Consider yourself lucky I let you live..."

What a FUCKING MORON! He let me live! I would become stronger than he could ever imagine and he and his village would DIE!

I ran away from the village. I had no idea where I was heading, and I didn't care.

I truly regret publicly killing Hizuko to this very day. If I had hid the death, then perhaps I could see my wife again...

It's too late for that now. That was the last time I would ever see Aimi again.

A few days had passed since I was exiled. I had found an abandoned cottage in the forest in relatively good condition, which was now my new home.

I had racked my brain to find out how to destroy the village and kill Hashirama. My Sharingan had undergone a strange transformation yesterday. I decided that the legendary Mangekyo Sharingan was real, and not just a myth. If so, I could probably kill Hashirama, but if I were to attack the village, then Tobirama and the thousands of residents living there will attack me, which will most likely result in my death. Nobody living around here would ally with me...

Wait... nobody living...

The dead! The dead will have no choice but to serve me!

I cannot make the dead perfect though. Most likely rigor mortiss will have set in, so...

Regardless, I must develop this jutsu.

Three years have passed, and I have developed this jutsu that will resurrect the dead. It is not perfect, but I made it work enough. I call these risen dead '"zombies." They cannot move quickly at all, aren't very intelligent, and they can only growl or moan and such, but I can control them and give them basic commands. I made these "zombies" crave the flesh of the living. In a stroke of genius, I also made it so that this jutsu will spread through the blood of a zombie entering the body of a human or the saliva of a zombie! The jutsu is gaseous to spread quickly. Once the gas enters the body, it will condense into a liquid state and travel through the bloodstream to the brain. It will then kill the victim and alter the victim's brain while traveling through the body. The zombie cannot feel pain and most of their organs are unnecessary. They will live forever and never age or decay due to the immune system being empowered by the jutsu. They are invincible, but unfortunately destroying the brain can kill them, something I could not get around. Removing the head will only cripple a zombie. The eyes of a zombie turn completely white for some reason I have yet to understand. Oh well, I like it. The greatest part is that any memories and emotions a zombie had as a human are erased. They will not hesitate to attack their former comrades. I have created the perfect soldier: a soldier that does not need food, drink, rest; a soldier that cannot feel pain; and a soldier that does not kill, it recruits.

I had practiced this jutsu on a small village I had found near here. All of its inhabitants were now my experiments. Unfortunately, I did not have enough zombies to take over Konoha... I needed to find a burial ground.

I grinned sinisterly. Of course, I'll use my ancestors at the old settlement of the Uchihas.

I headed to that area. Over the years I had learned most of my surrounding area, so I now knew were I used to live before Konohagakure was built.

Soon I arrived. The buildings were abandoned. I walked around the buildings and saw a rather large gated area with tombstones jutting out of the ground. I opened the gate and stepped inside. I performed the necessary hand seals, and the yellow gas emerged from my hands and entered the ground. Soon the decaying hands of the deceased burst from the graves. (Coffins had not been invented yet, thank goodness.)

Now I had an army of around a hundred, not counting the village people. That would be another hundred. That would be good enough. I slipped on my red chestplate and my red shoulderpads.

Yes, Konoha would fall into my hands!

I headed towards Konoha, the army of dead marching in front of and behind me. I can't risk being in the frontlines and getting killed by a ranged attack. Oddly enough, the stench of the dead did not bother me. Deliberately using innocent people and my dead ancestors as weapons didn't bother me, either. Something had happened to the Madara of the past, and he was gone forever. I could never be peaceful again. My heart had been permanently twisted and scarred by rage.

After a while, the gates pf Konoha came into view. I telepathically commanded my army to storm the town. As they continued marching forward, I leapt onto a nearby tree and jumped into the foliage. From a very tall tree I looked down at the village below me. I saw my zombies attacking people and strange masked cloaked people, along with normal jonin and chunin, attacking them back. Must be the Konoha police force Hashirama mentioned. I grinned. They wouldn't figure out a zombie's only weakness. Now to put my other plan into action...

I leapt from branch to branch until I saw the building... The very building were Hizuko voted for Hashirama... The building that is the Hokage's office. I leapt on the top of the gate and then to a rooftop. I leapt from rooftop to rooftop until the building was in front of me.

Perfect, my distraction had worked. There was nobody guarding the building. I leapt down and quickly and quietly entered the building.

One of those cloaked and masked men was running towards the door. I quickly grabbed him, pulled out a tanto, and squeezed it against his neck. I let the body slump to the floor. I peered around a corner and saw nobody. A sign said that if you had business with the Hokage, then he should be on the second floor, in the room with the double doors. I grinned. Perfect. I ran up the stairs and looked around and saw the double doors.

I turned the doorknob and quietly opened the door just so I could see what was happening in the other room. I peeked through the small crack and saw three of those masked men speaking to Hashirama.

"...We are serious! These people aren't dying no matter what we are doing! They eat people, and the ones they eat rise up again as one of them!" A masked man said.

"This can't be good if it is happening... Let's go! We have to protect the village!" Hashirama said.

I had to act now! I threw open the door and unsheathed the legendary Uchiha Masamune and quickly and swiftly slit the throats of the three masked men.

"What the-" Hashirama said. He then saw me, "Who the hell are you?"

I looked at him. I hated this man, and now was the time for his death.

"You don't remember me, Hashirama?" I asked him, grinning wickedly.

"M-Madara! How dare you show your face here!" Hashirama indignantly exclaimed.

"I'm here to kill you and rightfully seize this village as my own!" I yelled.

"Get over it! Hizuko voted for me! I won, fair and square! You're acting like a child!" Hashirama fiercely yelled back.

"You don't get it, do you? You're a naïve man, aren't you. Things aren't always as they seem. If you had investigated further instead of just taking the very first thing as fact, you would've discovered that Hizuko and I promised to vote for each no matter what!" I said, hissing the last part.

Hashirama clenched his teeth. He was obviously worried.

"If you want to kill me, you'll have to catch me!" he unexpectedly yelled, jumping out of a window.

"What the fuck? Get back here you son of a bitch!" I screamed at him. I jumped from the window and followed him. I must've followed him for hours. Never once did I consider heading back to see what was happening to my army. At that time, I was blinded by rage.

Finally, Hashirama stopped. We were at a barren rocky area, a large cliff towering above us.

"About time you stopped... why exactly did you lead me here, of all places?" I asked Hashirama.

"If we were to fight in the village, it would most likely be destroyed, so I lead you here to protect the village," Hashirama stated, "All the way to the border of the Fire country and the Rice Field country."

"A bit paranoid, aren't we?" I sneered at him.

"Quiet! I will kill you at this very spot! I will kill you to protect Konoha!" Hashirama fiercely roared.

"Fool! You'll never understand the power of the Sharingan!" I yelled back, activating them.

We were both at a distance from each other, so we both began forming hand seals. My Sharingan could not detect Hashirama's hand seals, for his wood jutsus were a kekkei genkai. Humungous roots burst from the ground and the cliff, tearing the very earth open, revealing a waterfall inside the cliff. I would've been scared if not for the jutsu I was about to use.

I finished my hand seals. A huge explosion of flame burst from my position, tearing up the terrain even further. The explosion burnt up all of Hashirama's roots, but Hashirama reacted quickly enough to dodge it. I heard a whoosh behind me and ducked to see several kunai and shuriken pass over my head. I tried to get up, but Hashirama had used his wood jutsu to bind my legs to the ground. I quickly made a small flame that burned away the roots, and I rolled out of the way just before a giant pillar of wood, held by Hashirama, hit me.

"So, using a weapon now? Two can play at that game," I said. I unsheathed the Masamune.

"...Is that?" Hashirama asked fearfully.

"Yes. It is the legendary Masamune sword of the Uchihas!" I exclaimed. I ran forward towards Hashirama. Hashirama swung his wood pillar at me, but I jumped on top of it and ran towards Hashirama. Hashirama had a surprised look on his face as he tried to shake me off of the pillar. I kept my footing and stabbed Hashirama in the chest.

I grinned in victory, but much to my dismay, Hashirama poofed away, a log in his place. I pulled Masamune out of the log and looked around for Hashirama. He was not there.

"Where the hell are you, coward?" I yelled.

"Right here," I heard Hashirama say from behind me as he slammed his fist in the back of my head. I fell to the ground. I quickly rolled to the left just in time to avoid being stomped on by Hashirama's foot. I sprung up and kicked him in the chest, knocking him back. I didn't harm him, for he was wearing the same chestguard and shoulderpads as me, both being the armor of high-ranking Konoha clan leaders and Hokages. I pointed the blade of Masamune at Hashirama's neck.

"Draw your blade," I commanded him.

Hashirama did so. He unsheathed his katana and we begun exchanging blows. We blocked each other's slashes every time.

"Why did... you spare me?" he asked, "You could've killed me right there!"

"That would take the fun out of things," I sadistically replied, "You see, I could kill you right now... I think I will..."

I leapt back and made a hand seal with one hand. Hashirama had a shocked expression on his face. One-handed hand seals were next to impossible.

I finished the jutsu, and arcs of electricity surrounded the blade of Masamune. I charged at Hashirama and sliced vertically downwards. Hashirama instinctively held up his blade to defend and suddenly yelled in pain as the electricity from Masamune traveled through his blade and into his body. He dropped his katana and clutched the electrocuted arm. I punched him in the face as he was distracted and he fell to the ground. I pointed my blade at him.

"Y-you toyed with me..." he shakily said.

"Of course," I replied, grinning.

"What are you waiting for? Kill me," he said.

"Not yet, I want you to suffer," I sadistically said, "You see, you failed. I thought the job of Hokage was to protect the village and its people, no matter what. Look at you. You failed to kill me. Hell, you failed to harm me. And while we are fighting, my soldiers are slowly taking over the village..."

Hashirama had a pained look on his face.

"The people only voted you for Hokage simply because you built the buildings quickly with your kekkei genkai. Whoop-de-shit. Anybody can accomplish that with time. What they needed was me... a strong leader!" I continued.

"You... wouldn't protect them at all..." Hashirama said.

"Also, I could've killed you at the very beginning of our little fight..." I added, "Hizuko used to be my friend. I killed him. You know of Uchiha lore, correct?" I asked Hashirama. Hashirama gasped.

"N-No way! It's just a myth!" Hashirama exclaimed.

"That's what I thought, too. But it exists... I have the legendary Mangekyo Sharingan!" I exclaimed. I activated the Mangekyo Sharingan. Hashirama was obviously frightened now. I sheathed Masamune and picked him up by the collar of his robe.

"The Mangekyo Sharingan gives me three extremely powerful new jutsu. I'll demonstrate all of them. First is Tsukiyomi, a very potent genjutsu. I'm sure you've heard of it in the Uchiha lore," I said, grinning sadistically.

"No! You can't! Please!" Hashirama begged.

I used Tsukiyomi on Hashirama. I sliced and cut him with Masamune for three days, which passed by as three seconds in the real world. Hashirama screamed in pain, sending birds in a distant forest flying away.

"Now for the taijutsu Zentetsu," I said.

I used Zentetsu, which sped me up to the point where everything else seemed to be going in slow motion. I delivered several punches and kicks to Hashirama. Once I was done, he was lying on the ground, bruised, with blood coming from his nose and mouth.

"Is this all the Hokage can do?" I yelled at nobody in particular. I kicked him in the chest while he was down.

"Please... kill me..." he croaked.

"Fine, then. I'll use the strongest fire ninjutsu, Amaterasu, the third Mangekyo Sharingan jutsu!" I triumphantly announced. I used Amaterasu and laughed in maniacal glee as Hashirama was engulfed in black flame. He writhed around like a pig, screaming loudly enough to wake the dead, the intensity and pitch of his scream increasing every second.

Soon, all that was left of the great Hokage was small piles of ash that had scattered in the wind, and black flames that would not be extinguished until a week had passed.

"It's over Madara," I heard a man say.

I turned around, fearing what I would see.

NO FUCKING WAY!

Tobirama stood there, hundreds of other ninja, most of them the cloaked masked men, standing alongside him.

"How the fuck-!" I screamed at him.

"We discovered your 'soldier's' weaknesses," Tobirama said, "Konoha is free of the walking dead, and soon this country will be free of Madara Uchiha."

"Yeah!?!" I said. I obviously sounded insane to them, "Well, see those black flames? That's all that remains of your precious Hokage!!!"

The entire army of ninja opposing me gasped.

Tobirama clenched his teeth and a fist.

"MotherFUCKER!!!" he screamed at me. He ran forward with incredible speed and slammed his fist into my face. I couldn't fight back. I had exhausted all of my chakra against Hashirama. I'm such a fucking idiot! Tobirama kept delivering blows to me. He paused for a bit to catch his breath. I coughed up blood, and in an attempt to kill him, I unsheathed Masamune. I ignored the immense pain and shambled over to Tobirama.

I actually thought I could kill him. I was pathetic. After getting the shit knocked out of me, I could barely grip the blade. I attempted to stab him, but the sound of a katana being unsheathed was heard, and I was shocked to see Masamune get sliced in two. He fucking destroyed Masamune!

I couldn't handle this. I blacked out and fell to the ground.

"Let's leave," I heard Tobirama say.

"But, sir, what about-?" I heard a man question.

"No buts. We're leaving," Tobirama silenced the man. He sounded emotionally hurt. I did kill his brother, after all.

They were fucking idiots like me. They let me live. They assumed I was dead.

I closed my eyes. Several hours later, I had awoken and in rage, I had destroyed an entire forest. I am so fucking pathetic! I need power and I will obtain it!

I had discovered the perfect area to obtain my power! It was a peaceful island country called the Light Country. It had a small shinobi village known as Taiyogakure, or The Village Hidden Under the Sun. It was a very wealthy country, being an island with several ports. They receive and ship several goods. No doubt the country leader is very powerful and wealthy. Unfortunately, he suffered a fatal "accident" shortly after I arrived. I told the country that their leader was assassinated, and I had killed the assassin, using a random vagabond to play the role of the assassin, against his will. I then offered to lead the country and "protect" its people. They gladly agreed. Fools! I now had a luxurious mansion as my home, and a nice, roomy basement that would be perfect for performing experiments...

Several years had passed since my arrival, though. I had developed a jutsu that would let me outlive any human! All I needed was to take someone's soul, and my lifespan would be increased by twenty years! Also, the souls allow me to retain my youthful body from when I was eighteen. Therefore, people would fail to recognize me!

It was twenty-five years before now. I had developed several new jutsu! Including an improved zombie jutsu. I sensed an exceptional Uchiha had been born. I had to kidnap her and train her! I did so when she was three, drawing no attention to myself. I trained this "Reiko" to become as strong as me... hopefully she'll accept me when I reveal to her my true intentions...

Amazing. Reiko is five now, and she could easily kill a jonin. I think now is the time to reveal to her my true intentions...

She didn't accept my true intentions! Little bitch! I train her and this is how she repays me? I had to use my emergency plan now... She would tell the entire village if I did not use it. It was unfortunate, but I had to zombifiy everything and leave this country forever. She has no hope of killing me, and I think I have another plan to destroy Konoha that's definitely plausible...

The Kyuubi. One of the legendary Bijuu. I had met him before. He lives in the Fire Country. He did not attack me, for he has heard of what I have done.

Now was the time to seek him out and convince him to help me...

It was twenty years until now. I sensed that another exceptional Uchiha had been born, however, this one was weaker than Reiko, and I decided not to bother with him, thinking that he would betray me like Reiko.

I was such a fucking idiot. Itachi would've gladly helped me. He also has surpassed Reiko in power...

Although later he would discover me and request my help in destroying the Uchiha clan... he would not join me because he was merely following orders, but at least I got to wipe out most of the inferior Uchihas that disgraced my name.

It was fifteen years until now. I had searched the Fire Country far and wide, and I believe this is where the Kyuubi resides. I was in front of an extremely large cave. This had to be where the Kyuubi lives. I entered.

"WHO DARE ENTERS MY LAIR!?!" a powerful and booming voice yelled.

"We meet again, Kyuubi. It is I, Madara Uchiha!" I yelled back.

There was a pause.

"WHY HAVE YOU ARRIVED AGAIN?" the Kyuubi asked.

"I have a proposition to make..." I began.

"OH? YOU DARE TO MAKE A DEAL WITH ME?!?" he yelled. He sounded angry. I better hurry up.

"You'll get to kill thousands..." I said.

"THIS INTERESTS ME. CONTINUE," the Kyuubi replied.

"You know of Konohagakure, correct?" I asked.

"OF COURSE," he replied, "WHAT OF IT?"

"I want you to destroy it for me," I finished.

"WHAT DO I GET OUT OF THIS?" he asked, only sounding slightly interested.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"ONE HUNDRED HUMAN SACRIFICES EVERY WEEK," he demanded.

"Very well. You have my word as the slayer of the First Hokage that your request will be fulfilled. If, and only if, you manage to destroy Konohagakure," I said.

"HA! THAT WILL BE NO PROBLEM! I WILL DESTROY THE VILLAGE TOMORROW!" the Kyuubi said.

"Thank you ever so much," I said. I left his cave.

Perfect. Tomorrow I would rule over this country!

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! My third fucking plan to rule the fucking Fire Country failed!!! The blasted Fourth Hokage sealed the Kyuubi in a small child! FUCK THEM ALL!!! That is IT! I will use the other bijuu to control the Fire Country, possibly the world! But I will need to find others to help me... other powerful criminals...

I'll go for the most famous one. Besides me, of course.

I had traveled to the Rain Country. I had asked several people the whereabouts of the famous undefeatable rebel leader Pain. Most of them laughed at me, thinking I was joking or insane. Finally, I found one valuable information source.

"He lives in this village. I suggest you be very cautious in that village. He does not like visitors," the man had told me.

This village was in front of me now. It was very small, having only five buildings. I approached the largest building and knocked on the door. There was no reply. I opened the door and walked inside the house.

It had a very basic layout. There was nothing special in this house. Suddenly several shuriken and kunai flew at me. I quickly ducked just in time.

"Cease! I have come to offer you a very special position, Pain," I said.

Suddenly Pain appeared before me. His eyes were very mystifying... the legendary Rinnegan. He was wearing the Rain Village headband, but it had a deep horizontal slash through the middle of the metal. It was quite impressive... the man was only fifteen and already he was leading a rebellion against his country.

"And who might you be? This better be important," Pain said.

"I am Madara Uchiha," I said. Pain gasped.

"You are?" he asked me.

"Yes, the one and only," I answered.

"I'm all ears," Pain said.

"I am forming an organization to control the world. I haven't made much of the details yet, for I am searching for powerful criminals first, but we will use the bijuu somehow to control the world. Being the most famous criminal ninja, I decided to seek you out first," I explained, "I've decided the organization should be called Akatsuki. Will you join and help me further establish this organization?"

"Definitely," Pain replied, "I've been waiting for a moment like this. My rebellion can only do so much here. I'd like to spread my power outside of this country as well..."

"You will be able to do so. We will have ten members. Enough to pose a threat, but not enough to cause an inner rebellion. Each of us will have a ring that is assigned to a specific finger, mainly for identity, but there will be others uses for these rings. Our dress will be a black cloak with a red inside. The outside of the cloak will have red clouds on it," I explained.

Pain stopped me, "We'll further develop things when we have enough members. However, to show we no longer have ties to our village, we should make a gash across our headband, as I have done."

I nodded. I reached into my cloak and pulled out my headband. I took a kunai and made a deep gash across the leaf symbol. I then tied it around my neck.

"Have you heard of the criminal Kakuzu?" Pain asked me.

"No, I don't think so," I said.

"We will find him. Let me tell you of some of his feats along the way..." Pain began.

Pain and I were in front of the building Kakuzu supposedly resided in. We entered.

There stood Kakuzu, counting money.

"Who are you two and what the hell do you want?" he rudely asked, "I'm busy here."

"We're offering you a position in Akatsuki," Pain said.

"Aka-what-ski?" Kakuzu replied.

"It's an organization we are beginning. We are looking for powerful criminals. We will use the Bijuu for world domination!" I explained.

Kakuzu yawned, "Not interested unless you pay me."

"Obtaining tons of money is required for our plan to succeed," Pain said.

"...It is?" I asked Pain. He had not mentioned that before.

"Since you didn't have a plan thought out, I thought of one on the way here," Pain explained, "Anyways, we will need tons of money to succeed, like I said. Interested?"

"Absolutely!" Kakuzu exclaimed with sudden enthusiasm.

"I have picked out a base of operations for us..." Pain said, "Follow me."

We did so.

Pain's base was an old cave in the River Country. It was there that I distributed the Akatsuki cloaks to Pain and Kakuzu, and it was there that Pain told us his incredible plan to rule the world. It was so complex for just a fifteen year old. Of course, I expected nothing less from the man who had rebeled against the country ruled by one of the strongest ninja alive, Hanzou, which he had killed.

Pain's plan was three steps. Step one is for us to attain money. Step two is to create the first mercenary group. Shinobi villages make money for their country, and for the money to be steady it requires war. Because there have not been any large-scale wars in approximately the last decade, the ninja villages were being reduced in size. The Five Great Shinobi Villages could handle the downtrend, but the smaller villages could not. We will form our own fighting force with no country allegiance. With this force we will undercut all the other villages and fight their battles for cheap. Then using the bijuu we can create new battles and new wars and gain a monopoly over the whole market. In the end we plan to control all the wars and be powerful enough to even collapse the shinobi villages of the large countries, forcing them to rely on us as well. With all that in hand, we can achieve step three, world domination.

I had a different idea, but this is much more thought out than mine. I had formed the ten rings. All we needed now was seven more members. Pain said he was already developing a jutsu that will allow us to seal the bijuu in a statue that he will create. I was impressed with the results. Now to wait until further things happen...

A month had passed. We had three more criminals in our organization: a man, or plant, I couldn't tell, named Zetsu, a man named Sasori, and a woman whose name was Konan. I had told Pain I needed to talk with him. We met outside our base.

"You wanted to talk to me, Leader?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, "You see, Pain. This isn't going as quickly as I thought it would go."

"Of course this won't go quickly. We have to seek out all nine bijuu and/or their jinchuuriki. That alone is no easy task. Plus we have to seal them in a specific order to prevent the King of Hell statue from collapsing under chakra imbalance," Pain began.

"I know," I said, "I guess I'm too impatient. That's all. I'm afraid I must leave."

"W-What? You can't do that! How will we-" Pain began.

"You'll do fine as the leader. What have I done, after all? All I have done is create the cloaks and the rings. I need to leave and be alone to perfect certain jutsu of mine. I will think of an alternate use of the bijuu, as well," I said. I removed the ring on my right thumb along with my Akatsuki cloak and handed them to Pain, "They are yours now. You are the leader of the Akatsuki. I will return one day, though. You have my word. Goodbye..."

I started to walk away.

"Thank you..." was all Pain said.

Twelve years had passed since I left Akatsuki. I had perfected all of my jutsu. I have the ability to fully manipulate the dead in any way. I even developed new Mangekyo Sharingan techniques!

I heard that they had carved statues of Hashirama and I at the very place we fought several years ago, now known as the Valley of the End. I'll have to visit that place sometime.

I have also heard stories of a "Necromancer." A powerful ninja who has joined Akatsuki. I am the actual Necromancer. I just can't picture anyone surpassing me in the art of death. It took me at least seventy years to perfect my jutsu! Some nameless hack can't surpass me!

What the fuck? I just swore I sensed my weakest zombie jutsu being used. How in the hell?

Wait.

Reiko.

What the fuck does she hope to accomplish by using my jutsu? Maybe it's to lure me there. I don't care. I want to see what happens to Konohagakure. After all, my zombie attack on Konoha sixty-or-so years ago was hidden from the public. All the public that survived through it had their memories erased. I don't see modern-day Konoha surviving a zombie invasion.

Time to head to Konoha.

Reiko definitely did this. She steals my title and my jutsu! The nerve of that bitch! I'm in Konoha, which has apparently been overrun by the zombies. I am overjoyed to see Konoha finally destroyed, but I am pissed that I wasn't able to do it!

I've already thought of Reiko's punishment, and I sense her nearby...

Madara sighed. He had forgotten some of those memories. Why did memories buried in his mind resurface now?

Oh well, he thought, Time to rest. That Hyuga kid will die the next time we meet.

Madara closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Kenokami stopped walking.

"Why did you stop?" Reiko said.

"I smell..." Kenokami began saying. He sniffed the air some more, "... perfume. Not any ordinary perfume. This smell very exquisite and expensive. I believe..." he paused some more and sniffed, "Yes... it's covering up the smell of old people. I've located the Hokage."

Reiko nodded.

Let's see how they react when I seriously fight them... Reiko thought.