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Chapter 14: 'Your' History.
-When the past is not the past, it is such because it is your History-
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-Just outside unknown village, Time: 0625-
Xevhiroth rested on one knee on a hilltop, Zikito stood next to him his scythe locked in to the harness on his back, overlooking the town he and his partner had just escaped from. The sun hadn't fully risen yet its orange-red hue had yet to illuminate anything, but the rolling hills that surrounded the town before them. Yet, he knew that it would add something to the orange glow that greeted his eyes from the village below, the trace like glow of flames dancing on every roof and street from within it. Zikito had felt it only necessary to leave as little trace as possible, so Xevhiroth used Katon: Gōka Mekkyaku (Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation) to spark a massive blaze to incinerate the town, every shop, tavern, inn, and all other buildings; burned to the ground. The plume of black smoke steadily rose into the morning sky, creating its own cloud of soot and the smell of things too many to name, were swirling together in Xevhiroth's nostrils. The normally peace-loving man would have been opposed to such destruction but with what they just uncovered about that group called Unity, he was all for this. Still kneeling, Xevhiroth thought back through the discovery that he and Zikito had made just several hours earlier… and how both of their lives were changed dramatically as a result.
[Flashback]
The door swung forward as Zikito turned the knob and pushed it in, as the glow of the candle illuminated the outside hallway, Zikito's and Xevhiroth's shadow were cast upon the wall just behind them. Whatever Zikito's hopes were before he opened the door were left unspoken, as what lay behind the door was a mix of things, yet nothing that he seemed surprised or disappointed to see. A single bench, with a chair toppled over, and a two way radio system on an auto receive mode. Zikito seemed to be a little letdown, evident by his sagging shoulders but Xevhiroth was the one whose interest had been piqued. Even though he could say that before this door opened, he was not involved in any way, shape, or form with Unity.
What was on the wall itself was all the more enticing to the both of them, using the Sharingan to analyze them from both the lack of light and his distance, Xevhiroth quickly read through them all. On the wall were several sheets of paper with orders for the town itself; to acquire both revenue from the establishments that the town had and to seek potential candidates to bring under the banner of Unity. Along with partial orders regarding something that involved the country at large but as to the purpose, was left vaguely plain but out of everything on the wall was something that would forever cement Xevhiroth's standing with Unity. Circled by a big red ring was a symbol of a fan with a white handle and red sail, a poster hosting his own likeness and three simple words:
FIND THE UCHIHA.
Zikito took a single step in front of Xevhiroth's view but he had seen all he needed to, Zikito may have pissed off the guy that ran Unity, had disassembled everything they had built or put into place, and had been burned, disgraced, and order killed on sight. But somehow, he was not there target, Xevhiroth was.
Unable to fathom any real or plausible explanation, Xevhiroth could only stare at the words as his own thoughts started to form on his new discovery. Xevhiroth took a step out of the room.
'But why?! I have never even heard of these guys until a few weeks ago and I have never crossed paths with them. What the hell is the meaning of this?'
"You…are what we need."
A voice sounded from his immediate right. Xevhiroth turned and he was sure that Zikito must've heard it too as he rushed to his side. It was the man that he had thrown into the building just now, and he must've only been knocked unconscious and had woken up. Zikito pushed his way past Xevhiroth and stood directly in front of the dying shinobi.
"What are you talking about? What is all this? And how do you know about him?!" Zikito said pointing at Xevhiroth, his own expression one of want.
"He…is the key…to Unity…with his blood, we can finally bring about our goal to unite the world."
This time Xevhiroth pushed past Zikito to question the shinobi.
"My blood, what the hell are you talking about?!"
The dying shinobi cracked a smile as a string of blood mixed with saliva dripped out the corner of his lips, his teeth glistening with blood the same as his lips as he started to speak.
"You are of that clan, a clan that has existed for as long as ninjutsu has, yet you know nothing of your own kin….how ignorant. The Uchiha clan are the descendants of the Sage of the Six Path's first son, he was gifted with the sage's eyes and was the best in everything he did, he did it all with his own power…alone. Yet, when the time came for a successor to be chosen, his younger brother was selected. Ever since that time, when he declared war on his brother, the war that has continued through the ages….the Uchiha have been at the center of many wars and countless deaths.
From Sasuke Uchiha, The Avenger; who killed his own brother and helped bring about the Forth Great Ninja War. To Obito Uchiha, The Harbinger, who captured the tailed beasts and led the Akatsuki in the war. And finally Madara Uchiha, The Most Vile Uchiha, who set in motion the Infinite Tsukuyomi, nearly bringing about the end of the world. Your kind… has spread war and death everywhere… their legacy is only to… bring everything to… an end. You can… change that… give yourself… to us and we can finally achieve everlasting peace." The shinobi stretched his hand out to Xevhiroth, as if offer his hand to him. "Join us, in our glorious venture to Unite the World."
Xevhiroth stood still as he absorbed everything being told to him. His clan, his kin have existed for a long time yet only as those who brought death and destruction. He had no idea of who his kin were or even if they existed anymore, but he was told the truth; they did exist and had caused more pain and death than anything else in the world. Along with his realization was another; the reason why so many hated him, why almost everywhere he went people had spoken with great fear that the Uchiha had come back, and why many wanted him dead… because he was an Uchiha.
Those who could have been his relatives had led a war that nearly destroyed the world and for all everyone else he could have been plotting the same.
Xevhiroth had been staring down at the shinobi for almost the entire time he was contemplating this, but now he had moment after letting it all sink in to consider the man's offer. Turning his head slowly to the left, Xevhiroth cast a glance at Zikito, who kept his focus on Xevhiroth. His face was stoic and he didn't appear so, but there was a slight look of apology in his eyes. He must have known everything that the Unity ninja had spoken well before hand, after all he did tell Xevhiroth about them but he always seemed like there were things he did not want to say, both when Xevhiroth first asked him and now.
Casting a genjutsu, Xevhiroth put Zikito in a place where the two could talk in private, out of earshot of anyone but them. He used a flat plain on a small plateau, with not even the wind to drown out anything, and everything beyond that plain was a mix of swirling shades of black and gray, but Zikito looked absolutely unfazed by this. He must have known that Xevhiroth would want to talk after hearing what the shinobi said. Staring him down with the Sharingan, almost wanting to burn a hole through the man's eyes, but he resisted the urge to do so.
"Is it true?" Xevhiroth asked, his voice echoing out in the 'negative' space of the genjutsu. Zikito said nothing for a moment, merely closing his eyes, but soon they reopened and he took a breath before speaking.
"Yes." Was the only word that emerged from his lips, almost like it didn't even matter to him that he didn't tell him the rest of the story.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because, I couldn't trust you. You may have saved my life, but still…I didn't know you, who you were or why you saved me. The Uchiha used my village and my grandfather for their benefit so until I was sure that you weren't like the rest…I decided not to divulge any more than I needed to. Regardless of how I felt about the Uchiha in general, when you showed me that eye of yours and trusted me to not attack you. I must admit I thought you were luring me into a trap. However, after getting to know you I can truly say I have misjudged you and for that I am sorry." Zikito bowed in a traditional manner, hands flat at his sides and head parallel to his chest. "But, I must tell that I hope you are not considering his-
Zikito was cut off as Xevhiroth ended the genjutsu and brought the two of them back to the real world. Xevhiroth didn't need to hear what Zikito was going to say, because he already knew what the man was going to ask but he had already made his decision.
"So…that Scourge told you nothing. See, he knew who you were, what linage you can from, and he told you nothing of your kin….*cough*…he has stood in the way of Unity for a long time and has trampled our attempts to obtain true peace. He and his family are nothing but a line of traitors, who put their own needs over everything else." The dying shinobi spewed out as Zikito looked over to him with a look of anger as he reached for scythe on his back.
"Give me a break."
Zikito and the Unity ninja both looked at Xevhiroth, who finally spoke.
"You spout on about the Uchiha and what is it that they have done in the past and how I should atone. You act like they are the only beings that exist that had done great evil and you say that because I am of that clan, I must help you to make up for their sins, LIKE THEY ARE MY LEGACY! I have done nothing like those before me have, and you know nothing of my clan, only our sins. I have done many things I am not proud of, too many to name but I will atone for my sins and no one else's. The Uchiha clan may be guilty of such sins in the past, but I have not nor will I ever do as they have in the past. I have always fought for those who can't fight for themselves, defending them from the likes of people like you. You go on about the sins of others and never once have you said anything about what you have done, only how others must follow your way for peace. The world found peace on its own, without you or your ilk, so take your offer and shove it."
Xevhiroth stood up and brandished a kunai in his hand, his Sharingan glowing but a smile of confidence and resolve told Zikito and the shinobi what he felt. "I am Xevhiroth Uchiha, I fight for peace…That is my legacy!"
[End of Flashback]
Xevhiroth had plunged the kunai into the beating heart of the Unity ninja and looked him square in the eye as the life slowly flowed through his fingers and onto his chest. After that, Zikito took all of the relevant information and asked Xevhiroth if he wouldn't mind burning this village to the ground, which he was more than happy to oblige. Now having made his resolve absolute and been told all that his clan had done, Xevhiroth set fire all over the village and was now watching it all burn.
Xevhiroth has already accepted all that had happened by his clan's actions and what that also meant for him, one might feel a bit scared or depressed yet he did not. Instead he felt happy, Now he had a reason to live to show the world that the Uchiha were not the same as many believed, if he could not cleanse the clan name then at least add a new chapter to their story. It felt almost liberating in a sense now as he watched the village burn, his own nindo now put forth by a cleansing flame of his Fire Style Ninjutsu.
'The Uchiha fan the flames of war.'
It was something that Zikito told him after he set the village ablaze, relevant to the symbol that had long since puzzled Xevhiroth. Because, the Uchiha specialized in fire style techniques and the symbol of their clan was a fan, so many knew them by that description and he was okay with that.
"Unh." Xevhiroth placed a hand on one of his temples as he felt something in his head, like the twinge that you get when you have a headache but this came out of nowhere and felt very, very different. Standing up, Xevhiroth closed his eyes as his vision suddenly became blurry and let his hand drop to his side. Still feeling the wind around him, the heat given off by the sun on his clothes, and the smell of smoke coming from the village below; everything he felt before closing his eyes. Yet, there was something about this that didn't feel right, he wasn't in control or something but w-
"I guess we over did it a bit."
A voice rang out in the darkness but it wasn't Zikito because it was much deeper and had a gravely sound to it. Xevhiroth opened his eyes and saw a village on fire but it looked much different than the one that he had set ablaze. Looking slightly beyond it, the scenery was wrong too; there weren't as many rolling hills, in fact there were no hills instead just a flat plain all around expect the hill he was standing on.
'This doesn't look right, none of this does and I could have sworn that the sun was much lower than where it is now.'
Looking up to the sky, Xevhiroth realized his was wearing a hat with white streamers and a single red tassel with a bell on the end of it. Returning his gaze to himself, Xevhiroth saw his outfit was much different no. He was wearing a long black cloak adorned with red clouds and he had a ring on his right ring finger.
'What the hell?'
Xevhiroth could not fathom an explanation for what the hell he was seeing because it didn't feel real at all. Like he wasn't seeing this before his own eyes but rather he was an observer seeing something through a window.
"Itachi-san?"
This time the voice that called out to him made Xevhiroth's field of vision turn to his left, toward the sound. What came into view was both shocking because Xevhiroth had never seen this person before but also put him at ease because it was someone he felt he knew, he felt familiar. The man calling out to him stood a bit taller than himself; much like Zikito. And like Zikito, this man had sharp teeth much like a shark and carried a big weapon on his back but his weapon was different: it was wrapped in bandages and the hilt had a skull on the end of it. Their similarities ended there.
This man's skin was blue and he had gills on the side of his face and he was wearing the same outfit that Xevhiroth was now dressed in and he had ring on his finger too but on his left ring finger. Instead of answering the man, Xevhiroth looked on as his feet were suddenly directed around and he started for the opposite direction of the village but he only took a small half step before he saw a blurry motion that caused his eyes to shut before, returning, causing him to shut his eyes once again and an unknown feeling caused him to speak.
"Iku zo Kisame…."
"What?!" Another voice rang out, causing Xevhiroth to open his eyes and turn around. Standing just to his right was Zikito with an expression of shock on his face.
"What did you just say?" Zikito asked again with a tone of shock and concern evident in his voice and expression.
"I said 'Let's go' did you not hear me?"
"No, after that. You said a name, you called me Kisame, why?"
Xevhiroth looked away from Zikito as he went through his thoughts and drew a blank. He had no reason as to why he spoke that name, but somehow it sounded like a name he knew and wanted to say.
"I… I don't know why. It just popped into my head, like the name of an old friend or something…" Xevhiroth trailed off as he became suddenly worried as to why he saw what he saw and why that name popped into his head.
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Zikito was absolutely floored right now, this was something he had not anticipated or had ever even considered a possibility in this life or the next; this Uchiha knew his grandfather's name!
How could that be possible, this Uchiha knew nothing of his own history let alone Zikito's, so how could-
'Wait a minute…it can't be. There's no way…no way that he's…'
Zikito stopped his thoughts as he looked to Xevhiroth, who looked genuinely worried by this and decided to test him. Walking past him, Zikito merely adjusted his scythe, cast a very slight glance back to Xevhiroth and spoke out loud.
"Hai hai… Itachi-san."
Zikito saw a look of surprised acknowledgment spread across Xevhiroth's face and that answered the question in his mind, causing Zikito to return his gaze forward as Xevhiroth, who after 20 seconds finally ran up to Zikito, meeting his own pace.
'No question about it. There isn't any other explanation. My grandfather walked with one of the last of the Uchiha, wielding Samahada and I am wielding Shi Kama (Death-Scythe). I am walking with an Uchiha...and if that wasn't enough this guy I am walking beside is the grandson of Itachi Uchiha….'
Zikito could only smile about this turn of events, not only was he walking with the last of the Uchiha, but with the linage of the Uchiha who walked with his grandfather over forty years ago.
'So the Dangerous Characters live on again huh…nah how about The Rogue Two?'
Zikito smirked as sure as his Grandfather was smirking in the afterlife….
-One day later, remnants of the destroyed village-
Engin stood next to her sister looking over the scene in front of her, thankful that Ingem couldn't see it. The scene stung her like a thousand needles and was a manifestation of so many nightmares that both she and her sister had thought they had outlived and overshadowed with new memories replacing the painful old ones. So many times had the vivid images of their past had come back like a specter that appeared only to them and when they were trying to escape to a dream world; haunting them almost every night for a year after arriving in Kaminari no Kuni.
A building, standing only two stories tall that looked like an inn, probably housing at least one shinobi's family on a normal planned out holiday. The same scene stretched out for as far as she could see: Building, upon home, upon anything standing, was only a charred and empty façade of its former self, the smell of burned wood was everywhere in the air. But, it wasn't enough to replace the other smell coming from something just a few feet away from her feet: The smell of blood and charred human flesh.
A body lay just outside the building that she and her sister stood before. It was one of many bodies strewn about in halves and wholes, with shinobi headbands from multiple nations including their own, the Hidden Cloud. Some holdings weapons, some not, some with expressions of valor but most had looks of terror etched forever upon their faces in reflection of their final moments. A few were alone but, many were alongside others in parties of 4 or more. Engin tried her best to mask it, clinching her fist till her nails dug into her palms of her hand drawing blood, but she couldn't keep herself from speaking a single sentence that summed up all she felt about the scene in front of her.
"Damn you to Hell, Hoshigaki."
She might have been wrong, they could have been any number of explanations that would have yielded that same result: A bandit attack, a terrorist or cultist movement, and then the possibility of that Uchiha rumor that they had heard about. But no, there were too many similarities, one too many bodies cleaved in half or cleanly decapitated, and only a few shinobi could even have a chance to face this many enemies and survive.
'Once wasn't enough for you huh? One mass murder isn't enough for you to get your rocks off?! Bastard.'
Engin didn't need to say a word to her sister to illustrate what she was talking about…and how much it reminded her of what their own home was subjected to years ago and now he had done it a second time. And the result was the same: countless lives taken and homes destroyed.
'This time, we won't let you get away with this.'
Engin looked back to her sister, as if sensing her resolve, Ingem gave a deep nod.
"Let's go."
Translations; plus a little extra info about the main characters
Iku zo- Let's go.
Hai hai- Yes yes.
Name: Xevhiroth Uchiha (Ze-fee-roth)
Moniker: Phantom Uchiha/ Sharingan Specter
Birthdate: September 20th
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Status: Alive
Height: 5'6. Weight: 132.1 lbs
Blood type: O positive
Kekkei Genkai: Sharingan
Classification: Specter?
Occupation: None
Affiliation: Konohagakure no Sato? (Unknown)
Partner: Zikito Hoshigaki
Clan: Uchiha
Team: The Rogue Two (w/ Zikito)
FAMILY
Itachi Uchiha (Grandfather?)
Nature Type
Fire Release, Lightning Release.
Jutsu List:
Dōjutsu: Inferno.
Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation/ Destruction, Great Fireball.
Lightning Style: Electromagnetic Murder.
Genjutsu: Sharingan
Tsukuyomi
Sharingan
TOOLS
Kunai, Shuriken.
Background
Xevhiroth's first memories are of darkness, in fact darkness and hate was all he had known and all he had been subjected to. At some time, the darkness faded and he found himself in an underground laboratory. As to whom it belonged to, how he got there, where he was, or who he was; all were mysteries to him. Upon later searching the facility he discovered a room whereby he happened upon a set of clothes and armor; each embroidered with a mysterious insignia of a fan. Upon seeing this he was flooded with the memory of the word, a word that he believed meant nothing to him: Uchiha. Donning the armor and clothes he tried to find a way out. Further searching turned up a body of an unknown shinobi underneath a collapsed part of the base he was in. Searching it he discovered a headband, that of the Hidden Leaf. Upon gazing at the symbol he went into a frenzy and lost consciousness. When he regained consciousness, he discovered he was standing amidst the bodies of several people still holding onto the strange headband from that base. Observing it he discovered it was inscribed with a name: Xevhiroth. Deciding that he needed an identity he took the name both from that headband and from the name that popped into his head: Xevhiroth Uchiha.
Xevhiroth's hobbies are meditating, discovering clues to his past, and playing games.
Xevhiroth wishes to fight anyone who stands in the way of peace.
Xevhiroth's favorite foods are sweet dumplings and simple fried rice. His least favorite is sushi of any kind.
Xevhiroth's favorite phrase is "I am Xevhiroth Uchiha. I fight for peace. That's my legacy!"
Xevhiroth Uchiha
Ninjutsu: 4.5
Taijutsu: 4
Genjutsu: 4
Intelligence: 2.5
Strength: 3
Speed: 5
Stamina: 2.5
Hand Seals: 5
Total: 30.5
Name: Zikito Hoshigaki (Za-key-toe)
Moniker: Grim reaper/ Death-scythe of the mist.
Birthdate: July 24
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Status: Alive
Height: 5'11. Weight: 196.4 lbs
Blood type: A positive
Classification: S-rank, Missing-nin
Occupation: Chief of ANBU (former)
Affiliation: Kirigakure no Sato
Team: ANBU, Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist (Now called the Eight Ninja Swordsmen), The Rogue Two (w/ Xevhiroth)
Partner: Xevhiroth Uchiha.
Clan: Hoshigaki
FAMILY
Mao Hoshigaki (Sister)
Shitakina Hoshigaki (Mother)
Sonsamaru Hoshigaki (Father, deceased)
Kiske (Sister)
Yui (Sister)
Ei (Sister)
Itsuki (Brother)
RANK
Ninja Rank: ANBU
Ninja registration: 037700
Academy Grad. Age: 10
Chūnin Grad. Age: 12
Jonin Grad. Age: 14
Nature Type
Water Release.
Jutsu List:
Hidden Jutsu: Silent Killing
Water Style: Hidden Mist. / Exploding Water Colliding Wave. / Clone technique. / Water Dragon Bullet Technique.
Summoning: Snow Wolf (Lupus, Male)
Tools: Scythe (Shi Kama- Death-Scythe), Short Sword, Kunai, Exploding Tags.
Background
The first of six children born from a samurai of a proud lineage and the daughter of Kisame Hoshigaki, Zikito grew up living with the stigma of his grandfather and as such was often looked down upon and even purposely made to fail throughout his entire career. Many of the Hidden Mist, were hesitant to allow anyone of the disgraced Hoshigaki lineage to succeed, but that did not stop Zikito or his siblings. Who, quickly rose through the ranks to become respected and powerful shinobi in their own right. Zikito proved to be the second most gifted child, though at first it seemed like he was the rising star. Graduating from the ninja Academy at 10, making Jonin by 14, joining the ANBU when he was 16, and finally becoming one of the youngest chiefs of any ANBU organization at 22. Though one could hardly argue with his success, he was outshined by his younger sister, who became the Mizukage at age 21, becoming the second youngest Kage in existence. Though, the siblings seem to agree that she was the better choice when it came to being the Mizukage, it was due to Zikito's aversion to politics and not exactly being the most diplomatic of people.
Zikito hobbies are reading, swimming, writing, fishing, and listening to music.
Zikito wishes to fight Unity and Xevhiroth.
Zikito's favorite foods are sushi and pickled cabbage and his least favorite is anything sweet.
Zikito has completed 230 missions: 35- D rank, 55-C rank, 53-B rank, 52-A rank, and 45-S rank.
Zikito favorite phrase is "Is this an army of Idiots?"
Zikito Hoshigaki
Ninjutsu: 5
Taijutsu: 5
Genjutsu:2
Intelligence:4.5
Strength:5
Speed:3
Stamina:4
Hand Seals:4.5
Total:33
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