( A/N: don't know the exact timeline when the massecar happened but from what I know it happened sometime before Sasuke's 8th birthday. )
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= July 5th – Preparations Begins =
I stared at the ceiling for a long time after that conversation with JARVIS.
Going personally was stupid. Dangerous. Probably gonna get me killed.
But sending a letter felt like doing nothing. And it was probably not even going to work And doing nothing meant letting a woman die when I might be able to stop it.
«You have made your decision. Now we need a plan.»
Yeah. Let's plan.
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= July 6th =
The Uchiha compound sat on the eastern side of the village. Big walls. Guard posts. The kind of place that screamed "we're better than you."
I found a quiet alley, transformed into a sparrow, and flew over the wall.
«Transformation integrity: 100%. No chakra leakage. You are a bird.»
I feel like a bird.
«It's a bird, it's a plane! No it's... You.»
Flying was weird. My wings, wait, the bird's wings, flapped automatically. JARVIS was handling the motor control. I was just along for the ride.
I circled the compound. Took mental notes. JARVIS took better notes...
«Main gate: two guards. Rotate every four hours. East wall: patrol passes every 30 minutes. West wall: every 45 minutes. South wall: no patrol after 10 PM. That's your entrance.»
Why no patrol on the south side?
«The south side borders a residential street. Civilians live there. The Uchiha likely assume no one would approach from that direction because it's too exposed.»
That's dumb.
«It is arrogant. There is a difference.»
I landed on a rooftop near the center of the compound. Looked down at the houses. Traditional style. Wooden beams. Paper screens. Gardens with koi ponds.
«Mikoto Uchiha's residence is the third house from the main square. Two stories. Garden in the back. Her bedroom faces east.»
How do you know that?
«I have been analyzing the compound's layout from publicly available records while you reading the geography of the village in the library. The Uchiha are not as secretive as they believe.»
I flew lower. Landed on a tree branch outside Mikoto's house.
And there she was.
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= July 7th =
She was sitting on the engawa, the wooden porch that wrapped around the house. Dark hair. Kind eyes. A gentle smile that didn't quite reach her face.
She was looking at the moon.
Dyam she hot...
«Her temperature is average for an normal human...»
She knows something's wrong...
«Or she is simply a woman who enjoys the night air. I cannot read her mind.»
You can read mine.
«You are an open book. She is a closed one.»
I watched her for another hour. She didn't move. Didn't do anything except sit in the moonlight.
Itachi wasn't there. JARVIS confirmed he had his own apartment near the ANBU headquarters. Sasuke was inside, probably asleep.
Mikoto was alone.
«She is vulnerable. If you intend to warn her, this would be the time.»
Not yet. She'd tell someone. Fugaku. The clan elders. And in the end the Word would get back to Danzo.
«And when do you intend to warn her?»
The night of massecar I think. She won't have time to tell anyone. Plus seeing itachi kill other clan members. Maybe she'll trust me.
«Assuming she believes you.»
Yeah. Assuming that.
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= July 9th =
I found an abandoned storage shed about fifty meters from the compound's south wall. It was Old and rundown.
Perfect.
«The shed is outside the compound's patrol zone. No one has entered it in approximately three years based on dust accumulation.»
How do you know about the dust?
«I analyzed the visual data from your bird transformation. The dust on the door handle was undisturbed.»
You're scary sometimes.
«I am thorough.»
I checked the shed's interior. Empty shelves. A broken chair. Spiders. Some spiders not a lot.
«The spiders are harmless. Mostly.»
Mostly?
«One of them is venomous. Do not let it bite you.»
JARVIS!
«I am monitoring its location. It is currently behind the shelf on the left. Do not touch the shelf on the left.
I did not touch the shelf on the left.
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= July 10th =
I waited until midnight. The Academy was dark. Empty. The front gate was locked, but the fence had a loose section near the back.
I slipped through. Crept to the weapons storage room.
The lock was cheap. A few seconds of chakra manipulation and it popped open.
«You are breaking into a school.»
I'm borrowing weapons.
«You are stealing.»
I'm borrowing without permission.
«That is the definition of stealing.»
Shut up.
The storage room was organized. Kunai on one shelf. Shuriken on another. Explosive tags in a locked box that I definitely did not break into.
I grabbed twenty kunai. Thirty shuriken. Ten explosive tags. Stuffed them into a bag I'd brought.
«You are now armed. Congratulations. You are also a criminal.»
I'm a criminal with weapons. That's better than a criminal without weapons.
«Debatable.»
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= The same night =
The ninja gear store was on the west side of the village. Closed at 9 PM. I got there at 1 AM.
The lock was harder than the Academy's. Took me forty-five seconds.
«You are getting faster.»
Practice.
The store had rows of flak jackets, utility pouches, gloves, masks. I grabbed a set of black pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, and a blank white mask. Plain. No markings. The kind of mask that could be anyone.
«Why white? Black would blend better at night.»
Because I want them to see me. The mask isn't for hiding. It's for making them wonder who I am.
«That is psychologically sound. Unnecessary, but sound.»
I paid? No. I left some money on the counter. Enough to cover what I took. Plus a little extra for the trouble.
«You left money. For stolen goods.»
I'm a considerate thief.
«You are a confusing individual.»
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= July 12th =
I spent the day with Naruto. We went to the training ground. He showed me his new made up"technique".
"SEE?!"
"Umm.. Yeah That's actually good, Naruto"
"I've been practicing! Every day! Like you said!"
I smiled. "Yeah. You have."
He beamed. Then his face got serious.
"Hey, Ryū?"
"What?"
"You've been weird lately. Like... distracted. Is something wrong?"
I looked at him. Orange jumpsuit. Whisker marks. Eyes that saw more than people gave him credit for.
"Just thinking about stuff."
"What stuff?"
"just some Random Stuff I can't explain yet."
He stared at me for a second. Then he nodded.
"Okay. But if you need help, you tell me. 'Cause that's what friends do."
"yep. That's what friends do."
We trained until sunset. Threw kunai. Ran laps. Did did some workout until we couldn't feel our arms.
When I walked him home, he stopped at his door.
"Ryū?"
"Yeah?"
"I feel You're gonna do something dangerous and stupid, aren't you?"
I didn't answer.
"I can tell. You get this look. Like right before you fight someone or do something random."
"Go inside, Naruto."
"You promise you'll come back tomorrow?"
I looked at him. At this kid who'd been alone his whole life. Who'd finally found someone who didn't run away.
"Yeah," I said. "promise I will come back now don't worry."
He smiled. Went inside.
I stood in the empty street for a long time.
«You just lied to him.»
I knowww.
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= July 13th – around 9:30 PM =
I stood outside the Uchiha compound's south wall. Black clothes. White mask. Twenty kunai on my belt. Thirty shuriken in my pouch. Explosive tags in my pocket.
The night was quiet. Too quiet.
«No guards on the south wall. No patrols in the surrounding streets. This is unusual.»
Where is everyone?
«Unknown. I do not like this.»
Me neither.
I waited. Listened. The wind was still. The stars were out. Somewhere in the distance, a dog barked.
Then...
A scream.
From the far side of the compound. High-pitched. Cut off halfway.
Then another.
Then nothing.
«Multiple chakra signatures just vanished. Rapidly.»
Obito and Itachi!.
«Likely. They are killing the police force first. The ones who could fight back.»
I moved.
Over the wall. Through the streets. Bodies everywhere. Men. Women. Some in bed. Some on the ground. Some with their eyes still open.
The blood was still wet. Still warm.
«Do not stop. Don't not look. Keep moving.»
I kept moving.
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Fugaku's House
I found it. The third house from the main square. The engawa where Mikoto sat that night.
The front door was open.
I slipped inside. Silent. Bare feet on wooden floors.
Voices. Coming from the main room.
I pressed myself against the wall. Peered through the gap in the screen.
Fugaku was on his knees. Mikoto was beside him. Both facing the center of the room.
Itachi stood at the back of them. His katana was drawn. His face filled with tear's, he was actually crying.
"Father," he said. "Mother."
Fugaku didn't beg. Didn't cry. Just looked at his son with something like pride.
"our philosophy's may differ but I'm still proud of you, " Fugaku said. "you are truly a kind child"
"itachi just promise me... You'll take care of Sasuke"
Itachi raised his katana... Crying. "I will"
The katana came down.
Fugaku's body hit the floor.
Mikoto didn't scream. Didn't move. Just stared at her son with tears running down her face.
Itachi pulled the katana free. Blood dripped from the blade. He raised it again. Aimed at Mikoto's back.
«Now or never.»
I threw.
Three kunai. Perfect arc. JARVIS calculated the trajectory, the speed, the angle.
They flew past Mikoto's head. Straight at Itachi's face.
He moved.
Fast. Faster than anything I'd ever seen. He twisted his body, sidestepped the kunai like they were moving in slow motion.
The blades hit the floor. Embedded in the wooden planks.
THUNK. THUNK. THUNK.
Itachi's eyes found me.
Sharingan. Three tomoe. Spinning.
"Who are you?" he asked.
His voice was calm. Like he'd just asked for the time.
I didn't answer.
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END CHAPTER 17
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A/N: Leave some power stones and if you don't... Yeah idk just give me sum.
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Btw if you want to read some advance chapters then check out my P@treøn, links in the synopsis.