To be clear, previous chapters reflect around age 13. There is no Izuna in this chapter, but i promise, the next one will definitely have lots of him and Madara. :) I don't have a place in mind where i'm going to end a chapter, therefore I don't seem to know how long it will be. When i'm writing and reach a certain point, i'm all like, yo this is a good spot. Hahah but no, i'm really sorry about that. Reviews are so appreciated and welcomed! :)

Upon finding her family, her brothers rushed to her side. Tobirama took first to admonishing her for getting separated from Hashirama, and then targeted him for losing track of their younger sister.

"You should have kept up better!"

Hashirama rubbed the back of his head. "Well it's okay, she's fine and we're all together now."

"And next time?" Tobirama impatiently waited for whatever excuse he was about to hear when Amare stopped them.

"It's fine, really. I'm just glad that you guys are okay, too."

Butsuma approached them, offering no reaction towards Amare's return.

"You survived...which means you may prove useful in future combat."

Hashirama clenched his fists and went to speak against him, but Tobirama placed a hand on his shoulder to temper his older brother. "Not now..."

"Yes otosan." Amare complied while Hashirama held his tongue.

Once returning home, Butsuma ordered Amare to focus on training her offensive skills to be of better use to the clan, much to Hashirama's objections. She always used to watch her brothers train, and occasionally joined them, but this time it felt different. It was not for fun or her own personal endeavors. Strength became a means to an end, and this end didn't look good for either clan at the rate things were going. Within three years, Amare's taijutsu prowess could hold its own against her brothers and all three of them developed new healing techniques. They all shared the same dream to bring the senseless violence to an end.

Amare situated herself at the side of a wounded kinsman, Uzoma, and immediately began using her Shōsen Jutsu to stabilize him. Chaos surrounded her, but her concentration in its entirety focused on the task at hand. Enemies and allies alike fell all around, and being only one person who dealt with the wounded made it difficult to make it to more than several people efficiently. As she began to help him towards safety, a Uchiha noticed and moved in to take out both Senju. In an instant, the Uchiha was cut down before he could get too close to Amare and Uzoma. Making sure their way was clear, Tobirama approached Amare.

She looked up and him. "Thanks. Is something wrong?" Her brother's exigent expression gave rise to the panic in her. "What happened?"

"We need to go to the front lines." With out further delay, the two of them rushed to the front lines. The closer they got, the fighting seemed to cease, troubling her deeply. A group of her kinsmen surrounded several wounded, among them was Butsuma, with Hashirama kneeling beside him. Amare rushed over and observed the pitiful state her father was left in, many wounds dressing his body. Guilt flooded through her, for not being close enough to help or save him. Hashirama stood up, never taking his eyes off of their father.

"He told me to lead the clan to victory, to destroy the enemy. Even in his final moments, all he could do was curse and foster this cycle of hatred."

She gave him a look of sympathy. "You'll do the right thing. You always do."

As they gathered their fallen and wounded, Amare noticed that among the Uchiha's fallen was their leader.

"They killed each other..." She mused aloud to Tobirama, who observed the same thing.

"This was the kind of death he thought as honorable. I don't believe he would have it any other way."

"Honorable to some. But not to those who do not have a choice in the matters of war."

Tobirama silently agreed with his sister. With Hashirama leading the clan now, there would be new hope that peace would be realized.

Amare kept busy tending to wounded for several days in the aftermath of her father's death, working without sleep or comfort. The only ease she had was hope. Hope that Hashirama's lead would improve conditions for their clan's children, and hope that perhaps peace could be negotiated. However, she was not prepared for his bewildering tactics.

"There is no way that the other Uchiha would allow me to speak to him right now, but if we sneak in and I have the chance to talk to him..." Hashirama concocted a plan that even Amare considered ridiculous. "Madara and I are friends. He would surely hear me out, at least." Friends that fight for opposite sides, unfortunately.

"That is nearly certain suicide, oniisan."

He smirked "That is why we cannot tell Tobirama. He would never allow this." Despite being the strongest shinobi of their clan and despite being a genius, prodigy, AND their new leader, she wondered if he took any hits to the head in recent battles.

"And you think I would allow you to march into Uchiha territory where they are just waiting to tear any one of us apart, especially after their leader has fallen, ALONE?!" Even she had more sense than to expect to walk in and walk out unscathed. "I'm going with you."

Note:

It isn't really mentioned what age Hashirama and Madara assumed leadership of their respective clans, so I'm stabbing at around 18-20. It would make a little sense that witnessing the loss of their father would allow Madara and Izuna to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan. That's just what i'm going with. Also felt that Butsuma and Tajima killing each other was hinted in the manga, since they were so evenly matched and alike minded.