Usually the Uchiha district would be full of light till the middle of the night, many stalls would be open and many children would still be out playing tag as they run through the busy street, feeling the cold air of the night as they run about with their friends laughing and having fun,
Tonight was a night that any of them imagined,
Only screams where heard all across the uchiha compound, blood spilling their happy homes as they were forced to take their last breaths.
The whole street, once filled with life was now filled with nothing but red.
Red splattered along the walls, the roads, the trees and houses.. several people laying on the puddle of their own blood; viewing their final vision as the life drains from their onyx eyes, the same eyes that caused their own misery.
As the count of people kept decreasing, one could see the light fade from each house, as the screams startled the few alive ones.
People sprung to action, only to fall as they stood no chance against him. Him who they watched in utter betrayal as the light vanished from their eyes.
Something he would never be able to forget, no matter what he did; the view of each and every one of his dying clansmen's face,
The way they gaze at him accusingly, as if saying "I knew it." As they wordlessly look at him, such a simple action that completely traumatized him to life.
He felt dirty, filled with blood from head to toe, he knew that no about of bath would be able to clean him any longer.
The rougue prodigy stalked through the roads numbly, simply ignoring his heart as he slayed his people,
his eyes blank as he stared ahead, not once did he dare to look at the tragedy he'd caused, his heart heavy and his stomach sizzling with a dizzy sickness..
So many families, so many kids, all lay still on top of a thick red fluid,
It sickened him, he would hear their screams, their accusing words, their betrayal and their pain as they were forced to watch their loved ones die.
all caused by his hands, all the blood was now forever tainted in his hands.
He could recognize almost all of them,
The old lady whom he helped with carrying her groceries last week,
An Uchiha lady, who was a very close friend of his mom, he could feel the tears in his eyes as a flash of her pleading face entered in his mind.
She had begged for him to not kill her child as she embraced the dying body of her husband,
The same women who fed him oranges and pinched his cheeks until they were red whenever she came to visit.
She wasn't someone that was so important to him that he would die without, but still someone who he had respect for and would always stay in his heart.
He would never be able to forget her pleading words, asking for him to not murder her miracle child; a chold she had finally managed to bring into the world after so many failed attempts of conceiving,
By the end, itachi agreed to her pleading with a tearful eye as he killed her in a quick and painless slash; he uttered an apology as the life left her before killing her precious child.
She wasn't the only one that would forever haunt him forever,
Those little kids who asked him for help when their pet cat got stuck on a tree yesterday, he helped them and bought an ice cream for each one of them.. considering it's the least thing he can do to make them happy before they meet the end of their fate the next day.
They had been playing along with each other when he approached them, their confused expression as they innocently looked at him, they addressed to him as "Big bro Itachi!" And offered for him to join in on their game of tag.. being far too young to notice his blood stained clothing which maybe as well carry the blood of their parents, atlast their little pet cat would be the only one alive between the two of them.
All those innocent kids, who knew nothing of this world, all of the innocent infants, who couldn't even understand that they were being killed, it hurt him more than any torture known to human.
Killing adults would be something else, although still painful and regretful, yet they would know of this world and the reason as to why they are about to die, and they would fight against it most the times, they would scream at him and curse him,
They atleast got to experiance something in this world, they acknowledged that he was a traitor and treated him accordingly,
But kids.
That had been the hardest part of his mass murder,
Those little innocent eyes staring back at his cold once,
They always looked so.. confused.
They would always view him as a friend no matter what, they never understand.. even after he slayed their family before their eyes; they would still be confused.. thinking their family was probably just sleeping..
They ask him if he was ok, not even noticing his sword, they would be friendly with him, try to comfort him despite his cruel behavior; they were so innocent tgat it cut him deep within,
he would just stare at them before muttering a chocked apology and pludging his sword through their necks in hopes of giving them a painless and fast death, they would die with the same innocent gleam, not even realizing that they died along with their family.
Or the few of them would understand, he couldn't tell which one was the worse; crying children or innocent child.
They cried for their parents, not even knowing that they are no more, they would try walking their parents saying things that hurt him so much he couldn't breathe.
It just made him want to get on his knees and scream on top of his lungs, he wanted to embrace every child he tortured and tell them a million apology, buy the whatever they could get a give them a perfect life even if it may have to be fake, he wanted to fall on his knees and plead all his fallen clansmen to somehow defeat him, he prayed they would whenever they put up a fight,
he wanted to die in the most painful way, to just torture himself till he had replenish all his sins.
It was not fair, they had such bright futures ahead, he shouldn't have to kill them, they should be able to live and dream like any other.
If only there wasn't so much drama along the village and it's judgemental citizens, then maybe he wouldn't've had to have choosen between his clan and village.
But he had already done it,
All of them were gone, dead. forever.
It has been done, that's it.
Their all gone, the Uchiha clan will never, ever be seen in big numbers.
He had officially ruined his brother's life, had given him a scar that could never heal.. had become his brother's worst enemy,
He had already traded his brother's love for hatred, he was no longer the uchiha clan's blessing, but instead a disgrace to his clan and family,
His lovely brother,
the same brother he stared at worriedly when he first received his sharingan.. wondering if the little boy might have to go through the same pain as him to get it, deciding that he'll protect him to death and make sure he'd never have to face such extreme pain,
He had broken every single promised that he made with Sasuke, and that killed a part of him, a part of him that was only meant for Sasuke to see and experience.
The Itachi who was once an older brother was goke forever, he shall never to back.
With a broken heart, he watched the destruction casted upon his streets,
With tears gliding down his face, he stared at the moon with parted lips..
The moon looked as it wouod usually do, never changing for qnyone and anything.. it looked as beautiful as ever, making him wonder if all of his clansmen got the opportunity to see the beautiful moon one last time.
'Brother! help me train today?'
'Sorry Sasuke, I'll help you next time.'
'haah?! But you're always busy! I've been waiting for this 'Next time' since forever!!'
Itachi gave a sad smile,
'We'll definitely train together sometime when I finish all of my work, just be patient with me, Sasuke.'
He replied by puffing his cheeks out and saying,
'Whatever.. You better hurry!'
Itachi smiled.
Time seem to pass by so fast,
Itachi frowned,
'I'm sorry Sasuke, I guess there really wasn't a next time afterall..'
It was only him and his brother now,
Uchiha Itachi has killed his whole damn clan afterall.
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Panting was heard, mixed with the sound of clothes shuffling, the warmth red liquid slid across her skin as she stood with great difficulty, she was met with a coldness against her damp wound.
An women with long raven hair slowly stood to her feet, the Uchiha crest bloodied and cut on her back, she wondered if she should bave really gone out to get some groceries and used the excuse to atleast take a nice walk, although it was all too late now; she would never get to experience a nice walk afterall.
she limped through the door, paused at the entrance when a wave of pain shook her, with a groan of agony she shielded the small bundle in her arms as a massive amount of blood poured out from her mouth, cursing under her breath she hugged her child before staring straight ahead.
A small whimper was heard as the bundle in her arm started to move, revealing the tiny baby,
The baby moved in discomfort as the right side of their body begins to get drenched by the red liquid.
She smiled through her pain,
Atleast her child was safe, that's all she could ask for, it didn't matter to her if she never gets to go on a walk.
She stared at the streets of the Uchiha compound, being struck upon a pain in her heart not from her injuries bit from watching her wonderful clan all destroyed,
'so he really killed everyone huh?'
her eyes trailed to her chest, where a big slash was present, he must have thought it was deep enough to kill her, but she managed to move a small inch before he could fully slash through her chest, causing for him to miss her heart by just a few inches.
Although there was no way she'd survive, from the amount of blood that was flowing through her chest she's be surprised if she could make it a whole another hour, she'll be damned if her baby didn't
She knew that it won't be long before the ANBU ROOT come and search through the houses for survivers, she had only limited time left,
She absolutely cannot let them find her baby, god knows what they'd do.
She limped back into her home, and sat back on the place where she was slashed with a sword across her chest by the kind child who adored her home made rice cakes.
She knew better than to blame him,
with a soft and painfull sigh, she laid back onto her own blood, and covered her baby with a blanket, she hugged them to her injured chest.
She masked her chakra, the roots won't touch the body.. they would most probably come by and check if Itachi had done the job.
She perfectly controlled her chakra and wrapped it around her baby and completely masked her chakra, to the point where it seemed like she didn't even have chakra.
She did the same with her, completely making both of their chakra vanish with fine control, even in a dear death state.
A dead person won't have chakra, she hoped and prayed to all gods out there that it would work, she swore at the god that if her baby ended up in heaven with her, she would go nuts and send all the uchiha's to heaven 2.0 or some shit.
Cause she isn't some women who's willing to smile and belike, 'oh it's ok!'
no, she's the type to roll up her sleeves and yell head on, 'Come at me, you bitch!'
It had bee 2 hours, her eyes were dripping.. her blood was starting to stink, her cuts were getting infected, but no.
She won't die, not yet.
She will make sure that her baby had reached her safe place before willing herself to leave forever.
Everything hurt, she wanted so badly to rest, but how could she? when she knew there's a possibility for her child to be held in a lab all her life.
She winced and groaned and swallowed back the blood ready to pour out of her mouth,
It would be rather suspecious to find fresh blood when the murder had happened hours ago.
She breathed softly, wondering when the hell the stupid masked idiots would come,
After 6 full hours of groaning, suffering, hurting, crying in pain, and holding desperately onto the little life left in her, she finally heard the foot steps.
She sighned in relief before, holding her breath and momentarily stopping her heart, she had casted a genjutsu to hide her baby.
She could hear footsteps, very prominantly.
They were inside her house,
She heard them getting closer and closer,
tap
tap
tap
tap-
They stopped in front on her and crouched down, they stared for a few seconds.
Her insides dropped as she sensed a movement, as if their hands were reaching towards her.
Just a gaze on their finger could possibly break and genjutsu and the chakra that she'd used to mask her baby's.
They abruptly stopped as a voice cut through,
"Hey, their coming. Let's get going now, everyone's dead right?"
The masked anbu stared at his upperclassmen and bowed,
"Yes sir, there is no trace of life in them."
he spared a last glance at the beautiful, but dead women before poofing away.
'What a waste of beauty..'
he thought bitterly as he arrived before his team.
She let out a sigh of utter relief, and broke off the genjustsu and released her chakra.
The baby started crying as her world started to darken, it was as if a parting gift to be able to hear her baby's first cry.
She chuckled, the baby had been nothing but cooperative this whole time, she couldn't help but be proud.
sensing the lack of warmth on her mothers body, the baby started crying hysterically.. waving her tiny legs around as she gripped on her mother for dear life.
"I'm afraid I have to go, sorry honey.. I won't be there to witness you're future..."
Tears slid down her eyes, the salty feeling on her mouth.
her eyes darkened even more, that's right.. her death is finally catch up to her.
She saw a head of white hair infront of her,
on her last seconds of life, she gave the copycat ninja a small smile and muttered a single name before giving into her fate.
"Uchiha Kana."
She died with a smile.