fb prompt "why did you do this? tell me."
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she was a solid being. again.
and it was wrong. nothing of this felt right; she had joined her ancestors for a while, sharing their heroic deeds in bliss. then she felt a pull, suffocating darkness replaced the bliss, and...
another darkness, but it's mere mist with her eyes-wait.
she had eyes.
something rustled. with trained reflexes she rushed towards a spot in the corner. her hand clenched around someone's neck.
"senju!?"
unmistakably, it was senju tobirama. slightly older, battered and bruised. broken. his raised arm staggered in the air, halfway trying to pull hers away. moonlight fell from the gap between the roof, illuminating her cracked hand.
"what is this, senju?" she repeated. "why am i not dead? answer me!"
"I..." he began, his voice too raspy. "it's... edo tensei."
she slammed his head to the wall. "cancel it then!"
"can't!"
her hand fell. "why did you do this? tell me."
tobirama coughed. "our village... no more."
she knew senju tobirama was a man so shrewd and too proud to ask for help from an uchiha. so...
"hashirama... missing," he continued, "madara... too."
mentioning madara ignited something within her.
he grabbed her despite his wounds. "promise me, izuna," he hissed through gritting teeth. "you'll help me find them. not just madara."
"I know, i know. otherwise you'd release the jutsu. but you can't get anywhere like this. do you have... whew, he's asleep already?"
izuna stared at him. if he dies, she'd be back to the blissful realm. if she acted rashly, her brother might get stuck in a worse situation.
so she sat and waited, silently praying madara hadn't reached the blissful realm ahead of her.