"Madara took my light away, my happiness my love my everything. He ripped that away from me. So I shall take the only thing precious to him. His life."
"Can't expect much from a women I suppose."were the last words the redhead heard as her vision faded to black and her body went limp. Eight words, eight words is all it took to put skin crawling fear and blood curdling anger in the young brown headed male spectating. Those eight words were uttered by the most feared Shinobi of all time, Madara Uchiha himself. While Madara took care of the weak red headed girl in a flash, Hashirama watched in horror as the one he loved most fell limp to the hardwood floor where he stood. As he watched the infamous Ghost of the Uchiha tear away the last shred of light left in his world he fell deeper into the darkness than ever before. Now while Hashirama was starting to process what just happened, Madara stood there in triumph laughing in his face. This was the last straw for the heartbroken boy, staring at the body of his dead lover while Madara kicks it to the side laughing like this was a game. "HOW COULD YOUUUUUUUU!!!!", a blood curdling cry rang out through the warehouse they were in. "YOU ACT LIKE THIS IS A GAME!!!", "I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOUUUUU!!!" Screams the bulky brunette as he charges the mighty Uchiha in hope of avenging his now deceased lover. He charges the menacing figure standing in front of him with a fake left jab into a hard right hook. Surprisingly the right hook lands, solid on the Uchiha's jaw stunning him temporarily and knocking him back. This gives him the opening he needs to use one of his most powerful jutsu's, so with all his might he does the hand signs and uses every ounce of Chakra he has left, then suddenly "TEN HEAVENLY GATES!!" everything around them started to tremor and shake. Madara still stunned and now unable to move through all the chaos is direct hit by the first gate. Then gate after gate they all stacked one after another further crushing the infamous Uchiha. Finally all ten had fallen and anticipation was high as Hashirama watched the plume of smoke disperse slowly. After what seemed like forever the cloud of smoke had disappeared. And much to the brown haired boys dismay he looked up and saw none other than Madara Uchiha glaring back at him. Then, Madara with a cool calmness that seemed foreign to the situation stated, "Now that wasn't to kind of a thing to do to your old friend was it." Only instants later Madara was holding the hero of this story by his throat. "What do you have to say for yourself old friend... Do you hate me!! Do you want to kill me!!! Do you want to see me at your feet dead and cold!?" Madara asked with a mocking and prideful tone, seeming to gain joy from toying with his old friend. "YES!! With every bone in my body I hate you, we used to be friends and I thought you had changed and we could live a happy life together as old war buddies but you've gone to far, you took my light. The only thing I lived for. And for that, I CAN NEVER FORGIVE YOUUUU!!" Hashirama cried out through his tightly squeezed throat. With his final cry of vengeance he gave his all to escape Madara's tight grasp but he had used up all of his chakra. He had lost. "Nobody ever changes, people merely change there perceptions of themselves to deceive you." We're Madara's sly and cold hearted words. "Now if you say that slut over there is your light and you hate me cause I took her away. Learn to live in the dark." He whispered into Hashiramas ear as he watched the last bit of life drain out of his old friends eyes. "Hmph What a waste of time." Was all Madara had to say as he tossed the lifeless body of his only friend onto the corpse of that same mans life long lover, both cold as ice.