Sylencia – Thank you for your weird, twisted logic, like always. :p I'll try not be too sadistic. *insert evil laugh* But you're right, Shisui won't forgive him either. Alright, after this story is done, I'll put in some drabbles but right now, my main focus is this chapter. I want to finish this. I was also thinking along the line of Hashirama, they would be adorable together but Tobirama isn't bad either. I'll see what the rest of my readers think about. Thank for voting and the reviews, like always, I appreciate it! Enjoy!

SilverIcy – Hihi, thank you! Here, another tissue because you'll need it for this chapter too. I'm so damn sadistic at times… :p Yeah, combined with her chaotic emotions, she is not happy. At all. Poor Shisui, as if that wasn't enough, she gets Tobirama's hate on top of it. From now the scenes will be filled with blood, fights and death. I'm already dreading those chapters. Hmm, very smart suggestion you made there! I totally forgot about Senju Toka! But even with her prowess of Genjutsu, I don't think she'll be a match for Shisui and her Mangekyou Sharinga, though I will make her Shisui's rival. It's a very interesting concept you gave me there! I'll make sure to use her! Thank you very much! I really appreciate your review and support! Don't forget to vote for Shisui's pairings! ;) Enjoy another chapter!

Jame Doe (guest)– I'm glad you liked that chapter, it was one of my saddest chapters. Poor Madara… Hmm… Well, I tried to make it different but I wanted it to be like that. I could have written more chapter about their friendship but that would part away from my intention. I just wanted to make clear that three of them became best friends and then were forced to stop seeing each other. I'm sorry it seemed a bit forced and rushed. I'll try to keep that in mind next time! Thank you for the review, though! Enjoy another chapter!

So here are the ages for the ones that are confused, for this chapter only:

Uchiha Madara=15 years to 16 years old

Uchiha Izuna=13 years to 14 years old

Uchiha Shisui=10 years to 11 years old

Dear readers, I placed a poll on my profile where you, as the readers, could decide who Shisui should be paired with. I would appreciate it if you guys could spare a few seconds to click on my profile and then the poll! Thank you!

Love,

Angelbloodlover

Era of the Warring States

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have learned how to die.

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Leonardo da Vinci

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Chapter 10: Mother's Blood

Whenever the Uchiha's were chosen to fight, the opposite side would choose the Senju's. From then on when Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama met, it was not as best friends but as foes, crossing blades on the battlefield day after day. And Shisui's heart was still broken, obliged to fight on her brother's side.

What would happen to Konoha? What would happen to her home village?

Shisui wiped off the sweat on her forehead, glancing at the heating sun. She sighed tiredly and took off her kimono, leaving her in her chest bindings and a tight short, there was no one here to watch her. She looked down at her intricate seals, wondering what she was doing wrong. She had built a storage place in her seal where she could store her lightning converted chakra. She had drawn the foundation of her seal on speed alone, combining it with the working of her body flicker technique, maybe if she applied the use of a summoning jutsu, that was space-time Ninjutsu too. Shisui didn't know how many useless seals she had created. She knew that an imbalance was created when an odd-numbered seal was placed on top of an even-numbered seal and vice-versa. But the question was which ones should she use. She didn't know how the Yondaime had succeeded in creating the Hiraishin no Jutsu. She didn't expect anything less from her idol.

She glanced down at the definition of space-time Ninjutsu, "By manipulating a specific point of space, the user can warp anything targeted into a dimensional void and teleport it to another location instantaneously and each unique dimensional void was different from the rest where no other technique could have access to." She sighed, pulling the grass and twirling it around as she thought carefully. Frustrated, she pushed her many drafts aside and laid down on the grass. She could only think and see Hashirama's hurtful eyes, the way he had buckled on the water, crying for the loss of his friends.

Rubbing her temples, she wondered what he was doing. Normally, they would have met but ever since that confrontation Madara had forbidden her from contacting him again and the training with Tajima got even worse. She was snapped from her thoughts when she saw her brother, frowning down at her, "Where are your clothes?"

She sighed softly and pointed at the heap next to her drafts, "It's warm." She protested quickly, shielding her eyes from the blinding sun.

"Put them back on." He ordered but she didn't move, instead she glared at him.

"What the hell is your problem?! I'm freakin' ten years old-" "You don't look like one! Now put those clothes back on!" Madara barked angrily, picking her clothes up and throwing it at her. Grumbling under her breath, she put her clothes and picked her drafts up, "Happy? Now, leave me al-" Madara interrupted her leaving by placing his hand on her shoulder, "Imouto, sit." He commanded and she could see his Sharingan, twirling in his eyes.

She tilted her chin up, activating her Mangekyou Sharingan, "Is that a threat, aniki?" She whispered harshly.

Tension seemed to rise until- "Whoa! What's going on here?" Izuna asked loudly, eying the two with a calculating, careful look. "What's all that hostility for?"

"Ask your big brother." Shisui spat out, turning around and flickering away, she couldn't bear the sight of him. After his broken promise, she had viewed him differently. That person wasn't her brother, that was a stranger.

Madara clenched his fist, wondering what he had to do to earn his sister's respect again, "Izuna."

"Hai." His brother answered.

"Let's spar." He ordered, looking at his brother, "I want to get this steam out."

He nodded and took his respective stance. Ever since that confrontation with those Senju's Shisui had been cold towards them, especially Madara. She still loved Madara, he was sure of it, she just needed some time. He hoped it wouldn't be too late by then.

When Shisui returned back to the camp, she had stored her drafts in her special storage seal that could only be opened with her blood. She didn't want anyone to get their hands on her entire arsenal of her special jutsu she was working on. She didn't notice her shaking hands until she was home and with a tired sigh, she fell on her knees, sobbing quietly. She curled up in a ball, wondering why everything and everyone was against her.

Tajima was the same asshole, training them until they couldn't even twitch their fingers. He could care less about their health, only the fact that his children harboured power was all that mattered to.

Sachiko was a shell of her old self, floating like a ghost, a walking ghost. She talked to herself, her appearance was greasy and nauseous and she had even tried to kill herself once.

Madara was a cold, heartless brother now, she did glimpse some of his caring side from time to time …but she missed her aniki, the one that would laugh with her, the one that would train with her, the one that would get over-protective of her, the one that he had sealed off.

Izuna, well, what could she say about him? He was still the same cunning, intelligent brother of hers who was the same but even he was gradually on becoming more serious and his hatred for the Senju was increasing day by day.

What had become of her close family? They used to be so close and now it was nothing more than a dysfunctional family with a power-obsessed bastard, a deranged suicidal skeleton woman, a cold heartless big brother and another Senju-hating brother.

With shaky legs, she pushed herself to stand and then she stiffened. There was something wrong here? Looking around, she noticed that there was no Sachiko around. "K-Kaa-san…?" Shisui asked softly, searching the tent completely thorough.

Ba-dum…

She could hear how her heart started beating faster, her breath speeding up, her hands becoming sweaty by the seconds as time flew by. "K-Kaa-san…?" She tried again, to no avail. There was no Sachiko in the tent, with a gasp, she turned around, running outside the tent. She had to find Sachiko before she would do something.

Ba-dum! Ba-dum!

She saw Rya and ran towards her, stopping her movements, "Rya-chan! Did you see kaa-san?"

"Sachiko-chan…? I thought she was with you…" Her face paled, "Dear Kami, no…"

Shisui whimpered and turned around, running towards Daisuke and Tetsu's grave, Sachiko frequently visited that place, talking to her dead sons as if they were actually alive and talking. She searched Tajima's tent, ignoring his disapproving frown and the other men who scoffed at her intrusion. She had searched the greenhouse where some Uchiha, specialized in the medical field, grew several herbs to cure poison and diseases. She had searched the war room, where the Uchiha's most prized and deadly weapons were stored. She had even tried to pinpoint her location through her sensory skills but that, too, was futile. When she was reaching the outskirts of her camp, she was stopped by a Uchiha.

"Halt! Uchiha Shisui, you are forbidden to leave the camp without the guide of Tajima-sama, Madara-san or Izuna-san."

She scoffed at him, "Under whose orders?!"

"Under Tajima-sama's orders. Now, go back and play kunoichi, girl." He sneered at her, distaste rolling off his words.

Shisui snarled at him, her Sharingan activating, "My mother may be outside! Let me go!" She somersaulted behind him but another guard appeared, his Sharingan activated. She cursed and ran towards him, jumping in the air and twisting her body as she moved her left leg towards her right side to give her a boost while she kicked the Uchiha in the chin with her right leg, landing softly on her knee. She smirked at him and ran towards the exit but she was stopped by ten more Uchiha's.

For the love that is all holy!

She froze and glared at them, "At least one of you could come with me."

"After what you have done! Forget it!" The injured man spat out venomously, glaring at her, "If it weren't for the fact that you're Tajima-sama's daughter, I would have killed you long ago." He threatened, spitting on the ground.

Shisui clenched her fist, "My mother is out the-" "What is going on here?!" Shisui turned around, relief on her face when she heard Izuna's voice but her face dropped when she saw Madara next to him. He had his eyes locked with Shisui and she found it hard to look away from those commanding eyes. When she blinked her eyes, the effect was gone and she wondered how strong he had become.

"Izuna-nii, kaa-san isn't anywhere in the camp. Right now, she is out there, defenceless and vulnerable!" Shisui shouted in concern, looking at Izuna. When her brother nodded, she smiled weakly at him, "I can't leave the camp without one of you." She kicked the dirt away and glanced at Madara who was glaring at the guards with his Sharingan on.

"Aniki, let's go." Izuna spoke softly, glancing at the guards with narrowed eyes, "It's not worth it."

Madara scowled at them, "Make sure to let father know where we are." and left the camp with Izuna and Shisui, heading towards the forested area, Sachiko could be there somewhere, right? He indicated to the trees and hopped on the branches, glancing at his siblings. His head whirled towards the sound of a screeching animal, which didn't ease Shisui's concern.

"Faster, aniki." Shisui sped up, not knowing that she started flickering forward.

Madara cursed her speed, "Imouto! Not that fast!" But she didn't hear him and with annoyance, he started flickering too, Izuna following behind, exasperation written on his face, though a small smile appeared on his face. Maybe this twisted turn of events could fix their strained relationship? He certainly hoped so, though.

Shisui tried to pinpoint her through chakra and found her east of their camp. "Aniki! She is east from here!" Shisui shouted behind her, slowing down a bit for their sake. "How did she even get there?" She mused loudly, looking at her brothers who caught up to her.

"She may be insane but she still can utilize chakra, remember?" Madara answered with narrowed eyes.

"Still," Izuna started, "To get this far in her current condition. It's puzzling…"

Shisui nodded slightly, "Something fishy is going on and I don't like the smell of it." As if to emphasize her words, she scrunched her nose in disgust.

"I don't like it either. Let's hurry up and find her." Madara stated, already hopping in front of them. He turned around to look at Shisui, "Don't run ahead of us."

She nodded and bit her lip, praying for Sachiko's safety.

"It's alright, imouto, kaa-san is alright, don't worry." Izuna comforted her and she looked at him, smiling softly, "You're right. She is a hard nut to crack!"

Madara's feet faltered slightly when he heard those words, glancing back he noted that his siblings didn't notice his mistake. Sighing in relief, he sped up, hoping, too, that Sachiko was safe and well. They stopped near a waterfall and climbed it, each marring a frown on their beautiful face, "Aniki, this waterfall is too strong…" Shisui concluded, touching the waterfall with her hand. It was literally trying to push them back but they were strong shinobi's who could walk on it without having to sweat. In comparison to their training, this was a joke to them.

"Something's definitely wrong here. While kaa-san can climb a tree and a calm river, she can't climb a violent waterfall." Madara spoke quietly, looking around his surroundings.

Izuna sheathed his sword, the sound echoing throughout the waterfall, which made some birds fly away. "Expect the unexpected." He quoted silently, jumping on the vast ground, his siblings following. They ran again, jumping on boulders and scaling large walls.

Now they were hundred per cent about it. Sachiko couldn't have walked that large distance from their camp to her current spot. First of all, she didn't have enough chakra, second, her skills got rusty after Tetsu's death and third, the critical state of her mind was in no shape to think clearly or even rational.

Which summed it all up in one word: kidnapping.

Shisui closed her eyes and when she re-opened it, crimson-red eyes glinted ominously. She was not happy at all. And if Sachiko sported one small scratch, she would kill those people.

Madara and Izuna glanced at each other, wondering what Shisui was thinking but something in the back of their mind whispered that it wasn't anything good. When they were getting close, a blood gurgling scream reached their ears, one that made their hearts beat faster.

"Shit!" Shisui cursed, flickering towards Sachiko, hoping and praying that nothing bad would occur to her. She couldn't handle another death.

Madara and Izuna were already moving even faster than before and when they reached the source of that scream, they froze, their faces changing from a deathly pale-white to wide-eyed eyes and then to a face twisted and contorted in anger.

"You bastards!" Shisui cried out, tears rolling down. She shuffled her feet open and charged but she was stopped by Madara's strong grip. He looked deadly calm, too calm, eerily calm. Izuna didn't look any better.

One of the shinobi's stood up, smirking in glee as he adjusted his pants, "Heh. I see you have a very beautiful girl in your company." He wriggled his eye brows, "Mind if I took her?"

"Kusano, we don't ask, we take." The second shinobi answered, wiping his mouth and eying Shisui with lust in his eyes.

"Heh." The last shinobi spoke, grinning like a maniac, "This one looks even better than this woman. She was ugly," He smirked at the reactions from the three, "An ugly Uchiha." He ended, placing his hand on his hip, "Now, you, on the other hand," His smirk changed, a darker and sinister look appeared on his face and Shisui had to shiver in disgust, "Look way more beautiful than this hag."

Madara growled lowly, Sharingan activating when he heard those words, first they had raped and killed their mother and then they were threatening to do the same to his little sister. These. Men. Were. Going. To. Die. Painfully. Slow.

Izuna clenched his fist, gritting his teeth as he forced himself to stay calm and rational, rushing in won't help anyone. He looked at his big brother, "Aniki, we'll split up and kill them. Painfully."

Shisui nodded, tears still running down her porcelain face as she snarled at them with pure hatred. "I'll take the one on the right."

"Middle." Madara snarled.

Izuna narrowed his eyes, "Left one."

Shisui stood opposite of the man who had degraded, violated and humiliated her mother. She would make sure his death would be slowly. Very slowly.

"Are you going to fucking stand or what, bitch? Start taking your clothes off!" He demanded loudly. His eyes widened when a kunai soared past his cheek towards a tree, effectively slashing his tender skin. He glared at Madara who had glared venomously at him, kicking his fellow shinobi and chin and throwing the kunai at the same time.

Shisui summoned three clones to her aid and charged at him, her Sharingan predicting his movements before he would. When she neared him, her clone sent a punch towards his stomach, enforced with chakra, and watched as the man buckled under that hit. With a slight not, she indicated for her clones to hide. "Is that all you have? Pathetic." She sneered at him and somersaulted over him when he tried to stab her feet.

"Once I'm through with you, I'll make sure you won't even know your name." He rolled to the left when Shisui hammered her leg down, rupturing the ground. Oh, she was done playing now, she wanted to hurt him. Skin by skin. She wanted to cleave Sachiko's name on his face, she wanted to rip off his dick and rape him, she wanted him to suffer, just like her mother had suffered.

He got up and took out his sword, charging at her. If he thought he could get her with that weak pose then he surely needed to train his Kenjutsu skills. "I won't even need a sword, a kunai is good enough to deflect your weak strikes." Shisui provoked him and smirked darkly when he took her bait.

He charged at her with a battle cry, slashing down at her petite form but she blocked it, using chakra to fortify her muscles. The man grunted in annoyance and with a boost of his chakra pushed her. She bend her upper body backwards and twisted to the left side, throwing a nasty uppercut jab at his chin. The man was sent flying, blood spilling out his mouth. He quickly flipped his body and landed back on his two feet, spitting out more blood and rotten teeth.

With a growl, he moved his hands, "Suiton: Suikoundan!" A shark-like projectile appeared out of thin air, flying towards her with open mouth. She couldn't help but shake her head at that pitifully C-rank jutsu. Moving her fast, she countered the jutsu, "Enkoudate no Jutsu!"

A wall of fire flickered alive, rising up in the sky and the moment the water technique collided with her jutsu, steam appeared, blocking their views on each other. "Tch." Shisui spoke in annoyance, locating him with her chakra. There! Flickering towards there, she took out her kunai and stabbed hi- A log? Damn him! He used the substitution technique.

She turned around quickly, blocking his attack, she could have used her Sharingan but she didn't. Why? Simple, she wanted him to suffer more.

He flipped backwards, using another set of seals, this time, she copied him, "Suiton: Hahonryuu!" They both shouted and blasted a water vortex towards each other, the spinning tornado ready to shred them pieces. Then Shisui quickly used substitution with one of her clones, placing a Genjutsu on the man. When the attack collided, the man noticed that he was stronger than the woman. Smirking, he pushed more chakra and watched with satisfaction how the girl screamed in pain and stumbled on the ground, clutching her bloodied side.

He chuckled in glee, turning to look at the other two. The two men turned towards the girl but didn't do anything. They couldn't, seeing how busy they were. Like a predator he started advancing upon her, enjoying the way her eyes widened, tears threatening to burst out as she crawled away from the man. This was what he liked about women, the fear, he could practically smell it and it made him excited, he would have so much fun with her. Licking his lips, he spoke, "I'm going to enjoy fucking you brainless."

Then he felt a killing intent that made his knees buckle down, gasping loudly as his eyes widened when he felt another source behind him, "Y-You… b-but…?"

Shisui smirked predatory behind him, "That was a mere Genjutsu," She whispered softly, her voice sounded so alluring. When he looked at the fallen body he saw that she was right, it was a mere Genjutsu, the image wavered, his fear not. "Raiton: Chidori Nagashi!" When those words left her lips, he started trembling and then lost all control of his mobility.

Shisui only smirked as she viewed the paralyzed man, that technique was derived from Kakashi's Chidori, of course, she couldn't kill him that quick, he needed to suffer. Glancing at her brothers, she saw that they were almost done. Now, she pushed the man on the ground with her sandal and kicked him in the stomach, hearing his pained groan made her smirk, "Let's see how long you'll fare without falling unconscious, ne?" She chuckled darkly, her lips twitching upwards as she sat on his chest, her legs clenched around his side.

He could only look with wide eyes as she ripped his clothes, scraping her nails on it, "Hmm…I could start with your lungs, liver, kidneys, intestines or," Her eyes flickered down towards his private jewels, his satisfied private jewels. He gulped in fear as he looked at the deranged, angry woman on top of him. And then a searing, scorching pain, one that made him see spots and scream for mercy rushed to his entire body. His fingers twitched in agony and that the maximum mobility he had.

Shisui twisted the kunai more, emitting another scream from the man, "Now, we'll see how you'll loved to be violated." She slashed his pants open with the same kunai that had stabbed his member until his naked, injured member was free for all to see. With another growl, Shisui cut off his member with one strike, emitting another loud, piercing, begging scream from the man, which made him fall unconscious. With disgust, she threw that away and clicked her tongue in disapproval and summoned a ball of lightning to wake him up.

He woke with a scream, "Now, now, don't faint on me now. We're not done playing." Feeling sadistic, she added, "This is only the foreplay."

He screamed at the crazy woman, "You witch! You deranged monster! Get away from me!"

"Tsk. Tsk. But we are just getting started, sweetie." She pulled his eye lids up, and taking two kunai's in her hand, stabbed him through it, not too much or he would die too quick, making him unable of blinking his eyes. Could someone even survive without eye lids? Well, she was about to see. The man screamed again, tried with all his might to beg for mercy but Shisui wasn't going to be merciful.

"Not after what you, and your friends, did to mu kaa-san."

That made the man looked at with, bloody eyes, "K-Kaa-san..?" He felt as if hope was lost to him, she would never let him go now. His death was sealed. Before he could try to bite off his tongue and choke himself, Shisui had grabbed hold of it and ripped it out with her bare hands, "No cheating." She scolded him, slapping him with his ripped tongue. The man could only scream, tears running down his cheeks.

"Now, what to do next…?" She looked at his chest and smirked sadistically, "Oh, that will work wonderfully!" Taking out another kunai, she pushed his robe aside, touching his bare chest, "I feel like doing something with art, don't you think?" She giggled when he twitched his head a bit, his eyes begging her to stop. She twirled her kunai and with a gleeful smile, she started engraving Sachiko's name on his chest, listening to the wonderful screams of the begging man. "Hold still, you're ruining my work." Shisui spoke in irritation as she literally carved on his skin, tattooing him.

Sachiko.

"Beautiful…," She breathed out in awe. "It's my first try but I have to say, I'm a born artist."

Chuckling darkly, she peered at him, "I'm done playing." With that, she pushed her finger nails in his eyes and gouged them out, hearing him scream again, "Tch. I didn't even flinch when I gouged out my own eyes." The man could by now move his head and shook it violently, trembling in shock and blinding pain. The irony of it! Then Shisui cleaved his stomach open, pulling out his intestines and then proceed to wrap it around his throat. When that was done, she started pulling him with his own intestines towards the tree and hopped on it, feeling the body behind her dangling. With a push, she threw his intestines over the tree branch and aimed a kunai at the intestines when the intertwined.

Dusting off her hands, she watched how the man choked on his own intestines, blood pouring out of him in an alarming rate, his empty eye sockets crying blood. By the time she turned around, she saw Madara and Izuna standing there with a bloodied appearance, each having revenged their mother on their own. Nobody spoke as eyes were on the dangling man who was dead. She felt her sanity return slowly and suddenly she felt sick. Keeling over, she threw up, choking on her spit and vomit, "D-Dear Kami, what did I-I do?" She asked herself, coughing out. Someone grabbed her and helped her, rubbing her back to calm her done.

"It's okay, imouto." Madara's gentle voice carried her ears.

Shisui looked at him, wide onyx eyes staring at him, "A-Aniki, I'm s-sorry…" She apologized, for what, she didn't know.

When she averted her attention on Izuna, she noted that his eyes were different, gasping, she spoke with her trembling voice, "I-Izuna-nii…your S-Sharingan…"

"I h-have finally a-awakened it but at what c-cost…?" He glanced down at the body in his hands, limp and lifeless. He clenched his eyes shut and when he re-opened them black familiar eyes stared at her. "L-Let's go, a-aniki…"

Madara nodded with a forlorn expression, picking Shisui up who was trembling, "Imouto, don't worry. Sleep." He soothed her, effectively calming her down as she sobbed quietly into his chest. She was turning into a monster…

When they returned back to their camp, Tajima was waiting for them with crossed arms. But when he heard about Sachiko's death, he only narrowed his eyes, questioning if they had killed the dirty scums. A cruel, dark smirk appeared on his face when he noted that his final child, Uchiha Izuna, had awakened the Sharingan. Now, it was time to start his plan. Soon, no Senju would exist anymore.