Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but my story dose Rock.
Once upon a time in land far, far way lived two young princes of a noble fire clan. The eldest of the two was next in line for the throne and as future leader the natives held him to higher standards. His childhood was interrupt so he could be educated in the way of his clan. He was trained in the pyro techniques and soon unlocked secret ability known only to his people. While other children were playing hide and seek he was being groom in to the perfect warrior. It was clear he would some surpass his teachers and word quickly spread. For the unstoppable fire prodigy hadn't yet reached adolescence.
The younger of the princes appeared to be happy and care free. He was rarely alone for the village had plenty of children and his loving mother was never too far away. Yet no one could see the loneliness that clung to him, so tightly it was almost suffocating. As second in line he always can second to his brother. It seemed his fate was to live in the shadow unnoticed and unimportant. It brought him great sadness but he would accept if it were the wish of the king.
At one point his mother sensed his sadness and assured him this was not the case. For the King loved both his sons' (equally and very much), even if he couldn't show it. And by just being he had made his farther proud. She said he had told her so countless times. But the young prince still needed to know why his brother had always come first. So his mother explained. She told him the role his faced was not an easy one. That he face two paths and could only walk one.
He could become leader which by birth he was obligated to do. He would be forced to carry the clan and stand for them always. To put them before himself and anything else he may love. If he failed he faced death.
The other path was one of exile and terror. If he refused his role, it would be taken as an act of betrayal. He be cast out and hunted. No matter which rode he walked death would walk beside him.
The young prince was filled with sorrow and he could see his mother felt the same. In her eye there was despair but it was over whelmed by fear. There was something more to the story and it could no longer be hidden. The queen confessed her secret fears.
Fire is not used to create. It is tool for destruction. The flames of hell could be brought to earth and only the darkest beings can control them. She explained that the techniques of his clan were designed to harness that power. But only one known humane has ever reached that level. Uchiha Madara. His memory was to be left in the past and forgotten. Never to be spoken of again. All records of him were sealed and hidden away. Anyone who may follow in his foot steps were to be killed before it was too late. But the darkness he once held his now in the eldest Uchiha prince.
The young boy didn't understand how such a thing could be possible. The queen broke down unable to control herself. She confessed her treachery for she was to blame. She had seen her son with the forbidden scrolls on several actions. She had even seen him practicing the art. She could not report him. She could not be the one to send a child to death. She'd gladly face the punishment of the clan and the laws of the village. She'd walk through fire to protect her children. Even if one was becoming a monster.
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