The group of four Senju stumbled into Tobirama's office back at the compound. Neither Toka nor Hashirama fared well, not used to this type of travel. It was still fairly new to the white haired man as well but he had done it enough times that he didn't feel the need to throw up like Toka was doing into his office plant. His brother appeared just as dazed but less likely to vomit. He'd have expected it to be the other way around. This was better though as he needed Hashirama well enough to heal Sakura. Luckily Hashirama seemed to have the same idea as once his feet were steady on the ground he turned his attention to the young woman.

"Sakura!" His hands were on her immediately, green chakra covering them. Toka was finished with her sickness and was watching the three siblings together. Tobirama hovered over the other two as complete silence filled the room. Hashirama was completely focused on healing his little sister but his expression seemed to grow darker the longer he healed her. The white haired man noticed this, close enough to see his brother's face even while mostly blind. Eventually brown eyes looked up at him and the silence was broken. "Go get more healers. I can't do this alone." With that Tobriama rushed out of the room and the other man lowered his hands.

Those same brown eyes turned to look at Toka before they turned away to look back at the body laying across the large seal on the floor of the office. His hands went to grip the sword sticking out of the girl's chest. Without preamble he slowly pulled it out, blood dripping down its blade once it was fully revealed.

Throwing it aggressively across the room the man's chest started to rise faster and faster, barely catching his breath. "I can't…I can't…" those were the only words he spoke before he rose from his crouched position and left the room crying. Toka followed after him, not being able to be in the room alone with her friend's body.

It had been two minutes since their arrival back to the compound.

Pink hair was spread across the floor originating from the still head of the girl laying on the seal. The wound on her chest did not appear to be bleeding, blood flow having been stopped for a bit now. Then without warning a diamond shape started to appear on the girl's forehead before black lines shot out of it and across her body. The wound on her chest closed swiftly before her chest started to rise and fall again. The lines quickly appeared to retract within the seal leaving her skin bare once more, except for the newly formed diamond. Green eyes flicked open and she shot up, touching her chest carefully before going up to her forehead.

Thin fingers traced across where the seal was before Sakura turned her head slightly to look into a mirror that was hanging on the office wall. Seeing herself in the mirror was disconcerting. It looked enough like her, she supposed, but it was just off enough to be unsettling.

After inspecting the body she had found herself in, she tried to think back to what she remembered last. The horrible pain of being ripped apart cell by cell even as her body desperately tried to reverse the damage it was taking. It had been excruciating. Eventually everything had faded away as the wind had whipped around her. Now she was waking up here. It was almost laughable.

When Sakura had heard Kaguya say her seals would be regenerating themselves, attached to her soul from how she understood it, she knew there was a chance. A chance that if her seal persevered then a bind with her memories to the seal would too. She hadn't expected the extra load of chakra the seal would end up needing to seep from her as it regenerated due to that extra weight.

All of that sickness, pain, and weakness she had gone through was her own damn fault. It was worth it though. She remembered. She remembered everything. "Madara…" His name escaped her lips with a whisper, like a ghost.

Coming back to herself she found her fingers tracing her slightly fuller lips as she gazed in the mirror. Fine, she didn't look like herself. Maybe an ancestor of some kind her soul took over. Didn't matter. She had to start thinking long term. What was her plan?

Green eyes caught the blood on the sword laying on the floor. She had locked her memories onto herself with one specific mission in mind. Killing Madara Uchiha. Kaguya wasn't going to get her wish. She wants Sakura to fall in love and give that monster a happy ending.

Sakura would never let that happen.

Staring at the weapon that had essentially killed Sakura Senju, she formulated a new plan. She needed to take care of Madara immediately. Memories of this new life of hers were starting to wander through her mind as if they were her own. Some of the information was useful and very much needed to be able to navigate this time period. Other parts were not as conducive to her mission.

Placing her head in her hands Sakura let her chakra course through her palms. As precisely as possible she let it flow through her brain. It was completely unnatural to have more than one life lived inside a mind. If she looked hard enough she should be able to locate where the overflow was. It didn't take her long to feel it. She forced a wedge of chakra where she felt the disruption between the two sets of memories. It wasn't a complete obstruction but for now it would have to work.

Grabbing a kunai out of the pouch strapped to her leg she grabbed a bunch of her hair that hung low. Using the kunai she chopped it off then let go of the strands, letting the hair scatter across the floor. Her appearance in the mirror on the wall seemed to be trying to plead with her to change her plans but she locked that part of Sakura Senju away as deep as she could.

That girl's love for Madara was a product of the goddess. She would not let Kaguya get what she wanted. She needed to deal with that awful man as soon as possible while the block of chakra kept her from looking too far into her newly produced memories.

A commotion started to be heard coming from outside the office. Tobirama appeared to be yelling at Hashirama for having left the room where Sakura was. Green eyes darted to the window and she rushed out of it. She had no time to be dealing with her new siblings, her focus was completely reserved for revenge at the moment. Right now she needed to collect other clothes and weapons to wear on her self appointed mission. She didn't need anyone recognizing her as a Senju while she assassinated the Uchiha clan head.

"Why are you out here, Hashirama?!" Tobirama screamed at his brother because he was pretty sure he knew why his oldest sibling would have left the youngest.

"Why?!"

Hashirama never would have left her side unless he couldn't bear to look at her. "You should be trying to heal her! You can't just give up like that!" He grabbed onto the front of the other man's shirt, screaming in his face as tears ran down his cheeks that mirrored the brunet's. Shoving Hashirama away from him he stormed towards the door of his office, needing to see his sister. Needing to confirm his horrible suspicions.

Before he could open the door he heard Hashirama whisper behind him. "Her heart wouldn't start back up, even if I healed the rest of her body…her heart just wouldn't start."

Tobirama gripped the handle to the door harder, close to breaking it. "That sounds like you didn't try hard enough. You should have just kept going."

It had been ten minutes since their arrival back to the compound.

Brain damage would have set in by now. "You've killed her just by not trying." He twisted the handle and yanked the door open, desperate to see his sister sitting in there awake. Instead of seeing that or seeing the far more likely option of her laying across the floor just where he left her, he saw that the room was completely empty. He squinted into the room with his bad eyes, thinking he just hadn't identified her shape among all the others but there was just no one inside.

Nobody, no body.

"Hashirama." There was no response. "Hashirama, she is not here."

"What?" The brunet crashed into the white haired man to look into the office. The only traces of Sakura having been in the room were the bloody sword and pink hair spilled out on the office floor. "Where is she?!" Toka came up behind them to stare into the empty room. Her eyes locked onto the open window and she pointed at it silently. That seemed to catch the brother's attention as they both rushed towards the open glass. They looked outside but did not catch sight of anyone. Hashirama turned to his brother and asked, "Have you sensed anyone around?"

Tobriama shook his head fiercely, "No there hasn't been anyone close by. Only your two chakra signals. Sakura had to have walked out of here on her own."

"But how? She was gone…I swear she was gone."

Red eyes turned on him quickly. "Well apparently not! And you left her all alone. What are we going to do now? Where on earth could she have gone?"

Toka interrupted the two before Hashirama could respond and make the whole situation worse. "None of that matters right now. What we need to do is form a search party. She could still be wounded and delirious. We can't sense her chakra signal so it's going to be a very hands on search. We need bodies for coverage. Healers should be on standby. We won't rest until we find her. It will be dark soon. We need to start quickly."

While her guardians worried over her whereabouts Sakura had already snuck into Toka's room and stolen some more anonymous warrior oriented clothing. She had left the compound grounds quickly after that. It would be dark within a few hours and she needed to get to the Uchiha compound as fast as she could. Darkness would be her friend once she was there but not during the journey.

It took her longer than she would have liked to locate the compound. The terrain looked so different from the future's, it was difficult to navigate. Her plan now that she was here was pretty simple. Right now she could kill Madara without suspicion. If what she had recalled, before she blocked this time period's Sakura's memories away, she had just saved Madara's brother. It wouldn't make logical sense to turn around and kill the other brother right afterwards. Especially since she'd been hurt so badly.

With that alibi and Naruto's seal she would have no connection here. Madara would not be able to sense her ambush. He was at his most human right now. If there was ever a chance to kill him it would be now. She could do it with her fist before he even noticed her. It was a better plan than a kunai against a goddess. The few months she spent training to walk, breath, exist, as silently as possible to attack that villain would now come in handy.

Perhaps her plan could have even worked. Even if Madara had seen her, he would have seen the other Sakura. Except she never made it into the Uchiha compound. Before she could sneak her way inside she saw a face similar to the one she now possessed. It was Sasuke except just off enough.

This was Izuna.