The Uchiha Massacre

"There is trouble brewing within the Leaf Village, a power struggle we haven't seen since Lord First and Kurugari's battle all those years ago." Said Predosuku the leader of the Foundation: A splinter group of the Anbu Black Ops.

Shisai stood still, his hands clasped firmly at his back; he had been acting as a double agent for the Hokage ever since he had been placed in the Anbu by his clan. The idea of a coup didn't sit well with the Prodigy Uchiha who believed that peace was all that was necessary and that following through with overthrowing the government of Konoha would only escalate another Shinobi War. The Nine Tails Fox attack and the death of the Fourth Hokage and his wife just a few months prior had completely shaken the village to its core and many pointed fingers at the Uchiha seeing how some of power could control the great-tailed beast.

He had brought the subject to his father Yakun the Leader of their clan but he simply dismissed his son's protests and continued with his plans though he began to grow suspicious of his son.

"You know what you must do. Shisai" Predosuki murmured, "You can either allow this to continue and your entire clan including you and your younger brother be exterminated. Or you can exterminate the Clan before the coup takes place and kill the disease before it spreads leaving a future for your people. I suggest you choose this wisely."

And with that Predosuki was gone leaving the 15-year-old boy to stand alone in the dark with tears beginning to stain his face.

Asahi's Home

Shisai and his younger brother Kasumi stood inside the home of his best friend and partner head bowed deep in thought; the three of them were the most talented members of the Uchiha in their generation each already having unlocked their Mangekyō Sharingan.

Shisai spoke telling them everything that Predosuki had told him, he spoke of the Uchiha's plan to overthrow Konoha and how he wanted the three of them to exterminate their Clan; he also told them what would happen if they didn't.

"I can't force you to do this with me. But I will not sit by and let this turn into another war. My father won't listen and Predosuki gave me only two options so I ask you, please...Will you two help me?."

The Village Hidden in the Leaves x Residental Province

@shisai_uchiha

His head down and thoughts void, Asahi sat quietly in the silence that enveloped after Shisai's final syllable. For him, there was no contemplating. He nodded, raising his head towards his best-friend then the one he considered his nephew. "So," he rose from his seated position, grabbing the blade that sat on his wall, "Kasumi and I are to handle the police-station?" It was rheortorical, he knew what he had to do and he sought to carry his mission in pride. Switching his gaze from fixing his equipment to the young Kasumi, Asahi gave the young Uchiha a short smile of reassurance, "do not worry, Kasumi, even if you aren't."

Finishing his check, Asahi sheathed his blade in it's holster and grabbed his Hidden Leaf headband. "If all goes well we'll be donning these after tonight," he put it over his forehead, tying it as tight as he could. Walking past both Kasumi and Shisai, Asahi reached out towards the window of his home that lead towards the Uchiha police-station whereas the estate was the opposite way. Forwarding a final grin towards Shisai, Asahi grinned, "we meet back here. If anything goes wrong and we're caught, we're Rogue Nin already. So if that happens, we meet at the Valley of the End. Got it?"

Beckoning towards Kasumi to jump out the window before him, Asahi waved, "good luck."

@asahi:

Kasumi would be sitting quietly in Asahi's house as his brother went over the details with the two of them. They had no alternatives, either kill their clan or die with their clan. Kasumi knew what his family's plans were he wasn't stupid; he saw through the veil his father placed upon the house attempting to act as if everything was alright. Knowledgable of the situation put aside the young Kasumi was absolutely destroyed when he heard what they had to do, his young heart-shattering as he bowed his head and breathed slowly to the soon to be the last remaining family that he had.

It was for the Village, he was a Shinobi of the Leaf, and unlike his brother he was raised on the prospects of his mothers now extinct clan: The Misuti. Kasumi had been raised believing that there was nothing more important than protecting the innocent and just even at his own sacrifice.

He had no choice.

None at all.

Steeling his nerves he would nod at Asahi's reassuring words as he grabbed his headband from his back pocket tying it to his head and slung his jacket over his shoulders.

"Ok. I'm ready."

Then at Asahi's beckoning the Uchiha's youngest son leaped out of the window and streaked towards the police station.

Shisai's POV: The Civilian Center

After the two of them left Shisai would begin preparing himself for what he was to do next, in his 15 years he never believed he would be here at this moment, sliding on his wrist guards and strapping his sword to his back to kill those with the same last name as he.

Forcing his legs to move forward he stepped downstairs to the room where his friends parents slept.

Slowly sliding open the door he would step inside, his Sharingan activating as he slid his blade out of the Scabbard just as Asahi's family was awakening.

He heard their pleas, he heard their cries of resistance, but even as the pair activated their Sharingan Shisai overpowered them putting the couple in a Genjutsu, it was peaceful and quiet and they would never know what was happening to them. "I'm sorry."

Then cold steel rained on flesh and the first blood of the night was spilled.

@kasumi_misuti:

Gliding through the night sky and towards the Uchiha Police Station, Asahi sighed, "the quicker we do this the more mercy we'll show. In-and-out, just like the other infiltration missions we've been put on." Stopping on a particular roof - one that was right across from the station - Asahi knelt behind a subtle coverage. "Let's do this," leaping down to the ground-floor, Asahi strode towards the department. Near the entrance of the Police Station, three men donning identical Uchiha Police Vests stood - each talking as if it were a normal day. It wasn't. Till now, today was going to be the most horrific day in Uchiha history.

"Oi, Asahi, Kasumi, is that you?" One of the three men spotted the two young Uchiha, striding over, waving towards the two with a familiar grin of acquaintance. "What're you two doing out so la-" he stopped speaking, not because he decided not to or was interrupted, it was that he couldn't. Asahi's blade lodged right in the center of the Uchiha's throat, blood spurting out over Asahi's face like a fountain as he pulled the blade out quickly. Wasting no time, Asahi forwarded two kunai to the stunned Uchiha who watched Asahi murder their - and his - family in horror. Evidently, each of the kunai landing at their intended targets. Two more died, resulting in three deaths thus far.

"Kasumi, they may've heard the ruckus. They might not know who's attacking, but they're still steeling themselves for a foe who just took out three Uchiha. Enter through the roof and I'll go through the entrance, I'll blitz them while you seize the element of surprise. This'll be done in a flash."

@asahi:

Kasumi followed alongside Asahi with quick vigilance, his heart rate began speeding up as they began nearing the police station knowing what they were going to do. "In and out, right easy." As they neared the ground and eventually broke from their cover the pair were greeted by several of the Guards who stood watch outside, Kasumi recognized each of their faces from times they had spent at his house eating dinner and chatting with his father and mother.

He had known their faces in life, and now they were ingrained in his mind as they died in front of him, he slipped his kunai from his belt and spun it into his grip as Asahi gave him his orders.

"Be careful." Then in a blur he was gone, streaking towards the roof's ventilation system. His sandal-clad feet reached the roof without opposition as he kicked open one of the vents that led into the main hall of the station. With a grunt Kasumi found himself able to maneuver in the vent and there he waited for his partner to create the distraction that he needed to execute those presiding here.

Soon that moment came and Kasumi shot through the vent like a specter launching his Kunai at the first Uchiha he saw: His aim knowing no-fail, and before the first body could fall the boy was already pouncing on his next opponent with little thought sliding his blade into the mans face piercing straight through his skull and silencing him instantly, As the flesh splits, mild crimson liquid pops from the barrier and seeps away from the wound. Thick beads crawling as brisk as it travels etching red streaks that suddenly explode into motion coating Kasumi's face and clothes in the metallic smelling liquid.

Kasumi would take a glance at Asahi as he finished before gripping one of dead members of his clan and using his body as a shield as kunai began getting thrown his way, outside of the chaos that surrounded the two assassins Kasumi could hear screams from father in the Civilian sector only meaning that Shisai was doing his mission as well.

Focus.

Turning and hurling the corpse at his opposition Kasumi would twist in his step and vanish in a flash turning into an almost unholy beast as he appeared in front of some of the last remaining Uchiha in the Station, while they recognized his face the police realized that there was no talking to be had and they swung at the young man with the intent to kill.

But it was already too late they realized, as their necks began pouring the dark brew of life all over the ground, and suddenly all they knew was darkness.

"A-Are we done?"

The Uchiha Sector of the Village Hidden in the Leaves had turned into a bloodbath, civilians lied in the streets, in their beds, hanging from walls, everything. Their throats had been cut and they lay like butchered animals in a waste of blood...One corpse had slipped from the low roof to the ground and lay staring up at nothing, the mouth open, the head almost cleft from the body. One could see severed vessels, sticking like corrugated pipes through the clotted blood. Another was propped, ungainly as a rag doll, against the far wall. His head had drooped forward and over his chest a great mat of blood had spread like a bib.

It had long since gone from a quiet operation once Shisai was forced to kill those outside there was no further way to keep it silent, the entire civilian sector knew that their was a killer loose, though no one lived long enough to spead that it was Shisai Uchiha.

Sifting through the dead bodies that piled up in his wake the Uchiha Slayer neared his final destination, his Mangekyou Sharingan burning bright red in the light he took one look around him and fought the emotions piling in his body, he had slain men women as well as every child in his eyesight, the guilt caught up to him, every childs face bore into his thoughts but he thought about Kasumi and Shisai and what would happen to them if this didn't succeed, they had already done so much...the mission had to be completed tonight there was only two more lives he would have to take, though he feared the battle that would come before.

Suddenly a voice appeared in front Shisai piercing his heart and stopping his mind cold.

"What is to become of this slaughter?"

Raising his head Shisai locked eyes with his father, wiping the blood from his eyes and staring him down.

"Peace. Peace will come from this." Then with nigh a word and barely a puff of smoke his father was gone...though Shisai already knew where he was.

In a single shadow step Shisai was outside his estate with his sword gripped in hand, bracing himself for the battle of Sharingan's that was an inevitable possibility, he stepped inside...

And closed the door.

@kasumi_misuti

Eyes wading through the pool of blood he left in his wake, a corpse there and another then—Asahi continued. Utilizing the superior strength and speed he had over men twice his age Asahi never lifted his eyes from the reality unfolding before him. He was now a murderer cloaked in a façade of fealty—not of his clan, but his village. Slashing necks left and right Asahi bore down his sight on Kasumi who had been doing his job as well as he. It was a shame. If it never came to something as cruel as killing one's own family, maybe they could've grown to be great shinobi not leveraged by the burdens of dead blood relatives.

As he proceeded, Asahi began rehearsing his vows for the grand funeral that was to come. "They were great men," Asahi slashed an Uchiha's throat, his grey ANBU vest coated in blood, "and it is and was a great tragedy to lose them to such, such, scum." He knew their identities were going to be protected—if they weren't it'd cause much more misfortune to the village then the three killers themselves. A puppet-master is responsible for their puppets' movements, the only mistake a puppet can create is a detriment in its own functional-capability. And these three were perfect.

Finishing up with his last victims' throat caught in his blade, Asahi slowly slid the man's lifeless corpse off his blade like a dango to a skewer. He sighed. Not of grief, but relief. It was over. On their side, he knew, though Asahi suspected Shisai to be finishing up at the same time. The only two left were his parents. "Good luck Shisai. Do not hesitate."

@asahi:

Shisai entered the house to discover both his parents kneeling in the open area of their living room, hands parallel with their legs, heads held high.

It took Shisai several seconds to process that there was no battle, that his parents had accepted their deaths openly though for some reason it hurt him more, tore at his soul to see the two beings that raised him, the Shinobi and Kunoichi who had taught him everything he knew in the art of Ninjutsu kneeled in front of them waiting for him to cut them down with the sword in his hands.

"It seems you have chosen your path Shisai, I should have known that you were working against us"His father's voice was soft yet firm at the same time, the emotion was tangible and Shisai could almost taste the sorrow in the air.

"I had to stop you from causing another war, the Village would be torn down, destroyed, all because we didn't act fast enough."

"And so you betrayed your family and your clan is that it?"His words were angry but his tone didn't hint of anger, simply sadness and maybe a hint of pride, Shisai couldn't tell.

"You betrayed the Leaf. I couldn't let our village fall, one clan for countless lives, We have no regrets." While the guilt tearing at his heart caused him pain the Sharingan master was telling the truth, he regretted nothing.

Kurano's head lifted slightly at the mention of we and then he gave a huff of amusement "You dragged Asahi and your brother into this as well; can't say I'm surprised. Protect Kasumi Shisai, protect him with everything you have."His mother nodded frantically at this tears streaming down her eyes, still silent,

The Uchiha Slayer's face would grow downcast "I will. I swear it."

He felt his parents both give sighs of relief at his words and finally his father spoke "I'm proud of you Shisai, you stayed true to your path, you three are honorable Shinobi. Now strike, and hold no more fear."

Finally, oh finally Shisai's mother spoke, her voice strong and proud, "I love you Shisai, and tell Kasumi that I love him too, and to always fight injustice, even when its' hard." Shisai's grip trembled, his fingers clenched the hilt of his blade in pain as he moved the motion forward and struck down his parents, their blood-stained his clothes even further and stained his soul forever.

Their bodies crumpled to the floor and crimson liquid ran throughout the living room, the photos of his family stared at him, taunting his very being, the smiling faces contradicting the torment he was going through right now.

His grip on the sword falls and he crumples to his knees. His eyes drip with tears. His walls, the walls that hold him up, and make him a Shinobi simply collapse. Moment by moment, they fall. Salty drops fall from Shisai's chin, drenching his armor shirt. Perhaps these tears will help wash the blood out. He presses his head against the wall and sobs uncontrollably for several minutes.

He will cry now, and never cry again.

The Rooftop of Asahi's Home

Returning to Asahi's home Shisai would sit upon the ledge and wait for the remainder of his squad to return, his eyes were puffy from crying but his face was serious.

As Kasumi and Asahi returned Kasumi would run up to his brother and wrap him in a hug, the younger Uchiha was stained with as much blood as the other two and his innocent features were no longer innocent. Kasumi would be forever changed by this experience, just as he and Asahi were.

"The mission was completed. The Uchiha are irradicated. We are done."