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Arc Summary: When a plan to infiltrate a roaming clan in the Senju's territory goes awry, all is lost for Kagome. But even in the darkness she is able to find hope in a person she least expected. But how long will this bond last? And at the end of everything, will they just end up betraying each other for their clans?

The Captive…

Kagome awoke to someone kicking at her feet gruffly. She gradually opened her eyes to see an unknown male staring at her with a lust filled gaze. She growled angrily at the man, attempting to move her arms to strike out at him. Much to her displeasure she was forced to stop when her limbs refused to move. Her senses immediately went into over drive. What was happening! Where was she! Kagome attempted to move her arms again then silently cursed herself when the rough texture of a rope burned harshly against the skin of her wrists. So the worst had happened; she had been captured by an enemy clan.

The stranger kneeled down and grasped her chin, "Quite the spit fire aren't you, little Uchiha? Never mind that though, it won't last too long around here. But first you need to eat." He gruffly shoved what appeared to be mushrooms in her face. She turned away in spite. Whoever this person might be was going to get the beating of his life when she unbound herself! Nevertheless, she needed to figure out where she was, and where her brothers were at.

Kagome glanced around her surroundings. From the looks of things she was being stowed away in someone's personal hut. Paintings of a family hung snugly to the clay walls. She inspected it closer. All the people in the painting appeared to have a much more 'hardy' look to them than the average citizen. More than farmers, they were probably shinobi as well. But as she looked around the room to find a face that matched the painting-she found none. A clear clue that this area was once a village but the citizens had either left or were chased out. Her best guess would be the latter of the two choices. Kagome observed her enemies more. There were three males total. One in front of her, another by the fire place, and the last guarding the door. All three had similar facial features. The possibility of them being brothers was high, which meant that they would have great teamwork-something she'd have to beware of. Having come to her senses, Kagome then focused on how she had arrived here in the first place.

The last thing she remembered before passing out was that someone had been following her. Could it be that the Senju clan picked up on their presence and attacked? She glared up at her captors then immediately tossed that thought out of her mind. These men did not have the same refined characteristics that the Senju clan had. Their build was very stocky, and their faces were even more battle scarred than most of the elders on her own council. No, these men weren't Senju. So did that make them apart of the Fuenikkusu clan that they were watching the previous night?

"Ryota has yet to check in. You think they might have had something to do with it?" Another male standing close to the first inquired leisurely; like it was a normal occurrence to have a clan member go missing.

"So what if they are? We still got the girl." The first male smirked lustfully at her, "That's all that matters." Kagome reared her head back then slammed her forehead harshly against her captors. Her enemy had no time to react since he had been caught off guard. She winced at the pain centered at the point of impact; a thin trail of blood slowly making its way down the bridge of her nose. The rest of the men in the hut looked on in a stunned silence; completely shocked by the outburst of aggression she displayed. Kagome took advantage of this moment by dropping a hidden kunai from her sleeve into her hand. When her captors finally realized what she was doing, it was already too late. The ropes that bound her wrists fell to the ground uselessly as one of the Fuenikkusu attempted to take hold of the volatile female.

She pivoted swiftly on her heel and delivered a harsh blow to his stomach with her elbow, then turned back to the first man. The teen raised her fist and struck him as hard as she could across his face. A long stream of people swarmed inside the hut after hearing some of the men yell out; attempting to see what was all the commotion. Kagome beat the first wave of attacks off simply by using basic attacks and blocks; however things began to get steadily more difficult as the volume of the hut reached its max. There was very little room to move let alone fight. So she did the only thing she could think of at the time.

"Katon! Gokakyuu no Jutsu!"

The entire house went up in flames, and within seconds it was completely engulfed in the fires. Kagome quickly maneuvered through the chaos of the crowd; kicking whoever was in her way and forced through the small opening left in the door way. Just as a light breeze from the outdoors hit her face, the sound of wood groaning under intense pressure suddenly gave way to a loud crash. The teen turned back to see the building crumble to the flames.

Before she could really register what just happened, a group of Fuenikkusu launched their counter-attack. Kunai whirled past her head as a barrage of blades came down upon her person; however none of them were aimed at her vitals. A clear sign that they didn't want to kill her, but subdue her. Oh how foolish that would prove to be. The Uchiha smirked darkly, the blood from before still trailing down her face. Although she wasn't one to kill, she did like to have a little bit of 'fun' every now and then.

When the rain of kunai finally ceased, she glanced up at her enemies shocked faces. All the blades had fallen to the ground in a heap of metal. Not a single one had pierced her skin. They gaped at the scene in morbid fascination. How was that possible? Unbeknownst to her opponents, she had activated her Sharingan and used her eyesight to see the oncoming attacks and dart out of the way.

"My turn."

Taking in her surroundings, she realized that there were far too many Fuenikkusu to use the fire prison jutsu, however an oversized Katon just might work to take them out. She'd just need to be careful not to over exert her sharingan while performing the jutsu. If she lost the use of her Sharingan, that she'd lose her ability to fend off her attackers and would officially fall prisoner to them. That was an idea that she could not accept. She formed the tiger seal and released another Katon. The jutsu spread across the ground like wildfire. As she scanned the desctruction below, her eyes landed on a woman looking on in horror in the back. Her red hair waved in the flurry of her attacks and upon her neck was a necklace that had the symbol of the Senju Clan engraved deeply into it. Kagome's eyes widen...That was Senju Amaya...The Senju clan Matriarch.

Having been distracted, someone grabbed her by the back of the neck and pinched a nerve. Her world went dark once more, and the only hope she had of escaping from this place was gone... Just as she feared, she had now fallen captive to an enemy clan...

Madara and Izuna ran blindly through the forests. Kagome was no where to be found. After reaching the agreed location they found their beloved sister to be missing. So they went back into the woods to search for her. It was unlike her to be late for anything. From simple dinners to S-ranked missions. She was always a very prompt person and did not like to be kept waiting. The fact that she had not shown herself by now was an indication that she was either being attacked by an enemy clan or was being held captive. The brothers hoped with all their hearts that it was the first option. Enemies they knew she could handle, but being held captive? That was something their clan could not afford! She was the strongest and only female heir to the clan. If she were to die, then so would the clan. With their Sharingans ablaze, the two brothers dove into the depths of darkness to find their sibling...

Night had fallen the next time Kagome awoke. Only it was not under the starry sky that she sat under, but a decrepit tent made from cheap cloth. It was nearly pitch black save for a small fire burning on the ground a short distance outside of the tent. Kagome attempted to push herself up.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A female voice called from somewhere within the confines of the tent. The Uchiha matriarch squinted her eyes in the darkness, looking for the person who had spoken. In the far corner sat a dark figure. Her shoulders were slumped and a curtain of red hair blocked the woman's face from her view.

"And who exactly are you?" Kagome snapped, struggling with the binds on her wrists. Go figure. She just got out of one set of restraints, now she was stuck in another without any kunai knives or weapons. The lightness of her limbs were a testament to that. Before they were weighed down very considerably due to the amount of weapons she had hidden beneath her clothing. The proud Uchiha turned her gaze towards the other woman in the room with her. The female shifted from the corner and moved into the light. The dim orange glow from the fire made her much harder to recognize, but the necklace with Senju pendant hanging around her collarbone immediately tipped Kagome off to her identity.

"...Senju Amaya..." She spat the name like it was poison. The very woman who had distracted her in the first place during her escape attempt. She felt a century long hate rise from depths of her heart. Ever since the creation of their clans, Senju and Uchiha hated each other with a flourishing passion. The reason behind the feud was long lost, but the hatred lived on well past the first transgression.

"...Uchiha Kagome..." Amaya growled her name back just as viciously. The two women glared hatefully at each other, they positioned themselves in defensive stances. If one were to strike, the other would be ready to counter the attack.

"Why are you here?" The Uchiha snapped. She wanted to know why the matriarch of the Senju clan was here in the first place and she'd be damned if she didn't get her answer.

"I should ask you the same." Amaya glanced at her in suspicion. Kagome's lips curled back at the response. If her wrists had not been bound, then she would've struck the arrogant woman.

"My reasons for being here are none of your concern Senju. Mind your tongue."

The red head stared at her incredulously, "And you are demanding answers from me? Besides, I don't think you should be making requests from anyone with your hands tied behind your back now should you...Filthy Uchiha..." Kagome's eyes snapped open at the sharp insult. She rose to her feet and approached her enemy.

"Say that again... and I'll cut your tongue off... With or without my hands being bound..." She struggled to keep her Sharingan from flaring to life. Even in this situation the more chakra she could save the better. There was no reason to waste her jutsu on such a disgusting person. No, she'd just strangle the life from her.

"Care to give it a try?" Amaya smirked. The woman's posture began to crouch slightly-a sign that she was ready to pounce.

Before either could continue their argument, the flap to the tent opened and a young male no older than twenty entered. His golden gaze swept over the two furious women and shrugged. He took the woven basket filld with food and placed it by Amaya. Then he turned to the newcomer.

"I would suggest you two keep your fights a little more quiet. You're attracting the attention of Hideki. You don't want that now do you?" His voice was coarse and uncaring, but there was something about the way he interacted with the captives that held Kagome's attention. Unlike the previous males who had awakened her, he made no attempt to make any moves on them. In fact, he seemed less concerned about them than he was just getting out of the tent male's arms were crossed and his gaze kept moving between Amaya and the crowd outside. His fingers twitched and briefly grabbed at the cloth of his sleeve.

The Senju's emerald eyes widened in shock, then all the life drained out of them completely. No longer was there a fighting spirit hidden behind their murky depths. Instead all that was left to see was a deep and dark void of sadness and grief. "...I'm sorry, Kyou..." The man's gaze turned back to her seemingly disturbed by her sudden change of behavior.

"Hey... don't give up yet..." He uttered quietly. For a short moment, he grasp a strand of her hair and stared at her eyes intently. Kagome watched the interaction with curiousity. This was unusual. Amaya was engaged to be married to Hashirama of the Senju clan. Yet this man seemed to have feelings for her that were inappropriate for a woman of her stature. Her charcoal gaze narrowed. She would have to see how this all played out... and maybe use this information to knock the Senju clan heir down a peg or two. When the Uchiha looked back at the couple, he allowed the strand of hair to fall through his fingers and took a deep sigh when she didn't respond to his words of comfort.

Suddenly Kyou moved away from Amaya and advanced towards Kagome. "You're new here right?" She glared at him suspiciously. "Hey, don't look at me like that. I'm only here to give you food. Now either I can undo those ropes and allow you to eat or you can just sit there all night and starve. I'm pretty sure Amaya over here isn't going to help untie you." She still glared at him, but allowed for the male to undo the ropes binding her wrists.

"Also as a word of advice, don't let the clan hear you two fighting. They'd like nothing more than to see two matriarchs get into an all out brawl, but it'd be in your best interests just to ignore each other."

Kagome bristled at Kyou's words, "How can I ignore the flesh and blood of the people who murdered my family before my very eyes?" He stilled and for a moment she believed that his breath stopped completely. "Do you still expect me to just ignore her?" She growled viciously. Amaya's eyes stared at her in shock, as if she couldn't believe the truth of her words.

As the ropes fell to the groud with a soft 'thud', Kyou stood from his crouched position behind her. His dark hair covered his eyes from view, but Kagome knew that he was contemplating something. Without another word, he left the tent. Leaving the two women to their own devices...

Kyou sat by his friends. They danced merrily into the night, drinking themselves into a stupor. The heat of the fire in front of them warmed his skin. With his chin resting on his hands and his leg bouncing, he stared at the dancing flames. The Uchiha's words echoed in his head over and over again:

"How can I ignore the flesh and blood of the people who murdered my family before my very eyes?"

It was strange. The very same words he had spoken many years ago, long before he had ever taken up the alias 'Kyou' and joined the Fuenikkusu clan. His childhood was fairly simple in the beginning. His parents were poor farmers. They worked from sunrise until nightfall out in the fields to turn up as many crops as possible to keep their family afloat. Whatever food they ate they had grown themselves. However it was a beautiful night such as this one that everything all ended. He remembered it so well that it still sent chills down his spine. As the petals of the cherry blossom trees fell to the ground in a shower of rosy pink, so did the blood of those slaughtered in the massacre...

It was a warm spring night. The Sakura blossoms had been in bloom for almost two weeks and now they were starting to fall to the ground in a shower of pink petals. As a mere boy he was unable to join the ranks of Samurai. He stared up at the starry sky and huffed indignantly. He wanted to see the world and fight the evils that haunted the lands! The boy scuffed his lopsided sandals on the loose dirth beneath his feet. It simply wasn't fair! Why couldn't he go on his own adventure?

His golden gaze snapped open as the thundering of a horde of horses was heard off in the distance. His small arms dropped to his sides. What was going on? Was there a battle heading their way? He squinted into the darkness of the night, but could not see the people he knew were coming. Then he heard it. The sound that would haunt him for years to come. A horn sounded off in the distance, and then the screams began. The warriors upon horse's backs finally appeared in view. They tore through their village swinging swords down upon the heads of people he had known since the earliest years of his life. His body went cold with fear and his limbs froze in place. What was going on...?

The child's father came rushing over the hilltop which he stood, and grabbed him roughly by the arm. "Run boy! Take your mother to safety!" He nodded at his sire. Still numbed by the sudden attack he pumped his legs as hard as he could and ran back to their little hut a little ways away. As he flung the flap to their little abode open he saw their mother lying motionless on the floor. Blood pooled beneath her dark silk-like hair and her eyes were wide open-terror etched into her once beautiful face.

"KAA-CHAN!" He cried. The boy reached his head behind her skull and gently lifted her upper torso from the dirt floor. "Kaa-chan! We need to go!" He sobbed. In his young and innocent heart, he already knew that she was dead. But his childlike mindframe would not accept that. So he pleaded, begged even, for her to wake up and follow him to safety.

"She's not gonna get up kid. Just leave now before you get killed too." A masculine voice said solemnly from the entrance. The child faced the intruder the tears still streaming down his face.

"Who are you?" He demaned angrily. His hands held his mother's body close to his heart-she was starting to grow cold.

The unknown male was dressed in rags. Scars marred his face and his eyes were dark and beady. "No one you need to know about. Get the hell out of here kid, while you still can." He squared his shoulder and disapperead behind the curtain of the night's darkness, leaving a trail of falling blossoms and blood in his wake.

The boy's tears fell onto his mother's cheeks, trailing down her face as if she were the one to have shed them. How could this have happened? For what reason were they being attacked? Raising a tiny, minute hand he placed his fingers over the tip of her eyelids and slowly slid them closed. He couldn't bare to see the terror reflected in them upon her death. He placed her body back onto the ground and rose to his feet. Just a few minutes ago he had wanted an adventure as a Samurai, but now all he had was a broken dream and a growing feeling of helplessness. He did not have the power to help the adults and he would only burden their attempts to drive back the intruders. Coming up with no other options, he grabbed a shovel to use as a weapon and ran out into the chaos. The only person he could trust at this point was his father.

As the child ran across the hill he dodged between bodies of warriors, falling to the ground as they took their last breaths. The dirt was stained scarlet with the blood of the people who had once lived there. The boy ducked and ran as fast as he could until he caught sight of his sire. His father had one of the enemies by their neck and was attempting to kill them. Then suddenly another approached from behind with a sword poised high above his head.

"TOU-CHAN BEHIND YOU!" He called out desperately. The older man quickly swiveled to face the threat, but it was too late. Having fought many battles, the intruder brought the blade down upon his neck before he could even lift a finger to defend himself. The child stared in disbelief as his father's body fell to the soft earth-headless. He felt numb. This couldn't be happening! It had to be a nightmare!

He shook his head desperately. When he opened his eyes once more his father's killers had begun to advance on him. Panic rose in his chest. No! He couldn't die like this! He had to live! Sensing the man's approach, he rushed to the opposite side of the hill and ran deep into the forest surrounding their village. He disappeared into the night with his heart full of despair and hatred. He would have his vengeance, one way or another. As the last few petals of the Sakura trees fell to the earth, the Village that lived beneath their boughs died. In a single night everything was gone...

"Kyou-chann! Come play with me!" A sultrous voice disturbed his thoughts. His golden gaze turned towards a curvy female. Her cheeks were stained a deep crimson from the amount of sake she had consumed and her words were beginning to slurr together.

"No Reiko." He commented quickly.

"But Kyouu! I wanna have some fun!" She winked at him suggestively. Reiko wasn't the type of woman who cared much for reputations and would often allow her kimono to rise a little higher than what was deemed 'appropriate' if it meant that she could draw the attention of a few males. Apparently she had picked him as her next conquest in her drunken stupor.

"Just leave him alone Reiko. He's in one of his moods. It's best not to bother Kyou right now." Hajime spoke up from next to him, "Besides, I'm available." He grinned at her perversely. She stuck out her lips in a pout.

"But I want Kyou!" She complained grasping onto the fabric of his shirt. As she tugged at the cloth her nails began to bite into his skin, leaving dark red welts on his chest. Kyou gently yet swiftly knocked her hands away from him.

"Kyouuuu!" She whined pathetically. He brushed off her attempts to regain his affections and marched back to the town center in a silent fury.

"Now you've done it Reiko. You've pissed him off." He heard Hajime reprimand the woman. She wailed loudly and he proceeded to block out her grating voice. He needed to think on the Uchiha's words. Did the Senju really slaughter her family? He had never heard of the Senju being so violent before and even Amaya seemed taken aback by her proclaimation. His heart clenched at the image of her despaired expression. 'Amaya... you've... given up all hope haven't you...?'

His golden gaze hardened. If she truly gave up hope then he would have to find a way to give it back to her. Kyou marched through the make-shift base towards a small camp at the edge of the village. He needed to confirm the truth of Uchiha's words. If what she said was true then he would need to adopt a new strategy...

After searching for several hours the brothers made their way back to the Fuenikkusu clan's base. When they had arrived before there were several small homes and tents set up around the entire village. Now one of the larger homes that stood in the center was collasped and charred a deep black. Izuna's and Madara's hearts dropped. It was certain that Kagome had caused that damage. But now they needed to know: Was she still within the village?\

Madara whirled on his younger sibling and took him up by the collar of his shirt. "What the hell did you see in that village? Why were you so determined to get Kagome to safety when you returned? What the hell is going on here Izuna!" He roared. The older male shook his brother harshly, not caring if he hurt him in his blind fury.

Izuna quickly slapped his hands away. "It's...disturbing..." He started.

"How so?" Madara snapped. His arms crossed over his chest.

"When I went incognito in the village, I noticed that there were several matriarchs of powerful clans there..." He stopped and waited for Madara to nod for him to continue, "They were hidden in a tent at the far reaches of the village. They were being guarded by several powerful shinobi and one in particular seemed to have a high level of chakra... it was almost inhuman." His charcoal gaze darkened. "Madara... I think they've been kidnapping these women for a personal gain... there's a high possibility that they could even be trying to start a massive war between clans... Like ourselves and the Senju..."

Madara's gaze darkened at this information, "If they've taken Kagome then they probably already have Amaya of the Senju. Izuna!" He called out his name harshly, "What are our chances of sneaking Kagome out of the tent undetected?"

The young sibling shook his head, "It's impossible. That shinobi I told you about, with the inhuman chakra, he nearly caught me in my transformation jutsu. If we were to go back in like that than we'd be killed in an instant. We'll need to head back to the clan and get more shinobi to get her out..." Izuna's heart dropped at his next words, "...We can't saver her by ourselves..."

Madara glared at his brother but followed his advice. He couldn't give a damn about the other matriarchs, but he'd rather take his own life than allow some fithly roamin clan with no name for themselves to hold their sister captive. "Right. We return to the clan and bring back up. The next time we return we'll have their heads..."

Kagome rubbed her wrists gently. Burn marks were etched deep into the skin from where the ropes were. Hearing Amaya shift and take a bite into an apple within the basket she turned to glare over at the other female. This was the absolute last place that she wanted to be right now-sitting across from her mortal enemy and being held captive by some clan whose name didn't even have any sort of reputation attatched to it. She swore at the circumstances that she was being forced in. When her chakra reserves were back to normal again, she'd have her revenge.

"What are you looking at?" Kagome growled when she spotted Amaya staring over at her with an unreadable expression. The red head 'huffed' then turned to face the other direction, but made carefully sure that her back wasn't turned to her. The Uchiha smirked, so the girl wasn't a complete dunce. She picked up an orange from the basket and began to peel away the skin. As she peeled a piece off, she would flick it in the other woman's direction. She watched with an amused smirk as the Senju cringed with each peice of orange tossed at her head. After about half of the orange being stripped of its precious outer layer Amaya finally snapped at her rival.

"What do I look like? A compost? Quit throwing that on me!" The life flared back into her eyes momentarily and she raised her fist as if she were tempted to bring it down on Kagome's head. The Uchiha smirked once more and flicked another peice of the orange at her face.

"Shut up and make me Senju. Besides, I'm under no obligation to be even somewhat civil to your kind. Now move out of my light before I strangle you." Her eyes grew sharp and full of a dark promise to go through with that threat. Amaya glared hatefully at the women but sat at the far side-her back pressed against the flimsy cloth.

"Just you wait Uchiha... you'll get yours..." She whispered darkly. She was close to her clan's territory, so it would only be a matter of time before her chakra signal was detected. However the longer she stayed with this clan, the less likely her chances were of being found. With each passing day her chakra level fell and soon she would have no chakra left to even walk on her own.

Kagome glanced at her then shrugged. If it came down to it, she'd take the Senju's life. She wasn't opposed to taking her life. Not when it was her family that was responsible for her mother's death. Her heart clenched at the image of her mother's lifeless body falling right before her innocent eyes. No! She must've think of that. The orange laid in her hands-the idea of throwing the peel at her rival long since left her mind. As she held the fruit in her hand she began to wonder about what their clan would be like if her parents had still survived. Would she even have been in this mess? Her eyes darkened. There was only one justsu that her mother had passed down to her. One very precious, precious justsu that all matriarchs of their clan were taught at a young age. Kagome stopped and briefly pondered the idea of using it now but then shook the thought from her mind. She didn't have enough chakra to perform it and they were far away from her home. If she was lucky then Madara and Izuna would still be nearby, however they wouldn't have had the strength to fight all the Fuenikkusu to save her. Also the only thing it would do would be to attract the attention of the surrounding Senju clan. It was bad enough just putting up with their matriarch, she didn't want to have to battle the patriarch or his annoying brother.

Her lips turned up at the thought of Senju Tobirama, the younger brother of Hashirama. She had seen him many times across the battlefield but had never had the chance to fight him herself. He was a very cunning man and was fast on his feet. He was both a water and lightning element user, her main weaknesses. At her current level of strength, she wouldn't have the power to defeat him. Her jaw ticked. She didn't like the thought of being weak to anyone other than her brothers. Kagome went back to peeling the orange, but this time she began to devise a plan to escape from this clan and strengthen herself so that she would be able to challenge Tobirama one day and defeat him on the battlefield. Hashirama was Madara's to defeat. But that didn't mean that she would lie down and allow him to take down both of the brothers. The Uchiha smirked. Soon, very soon, she would prove herself worthy to carry the Uchiha name...

Kyou marched into the tent unannounced. His golden eyes stared over at the figured slumped peacefully in a futon. Walking up to the sleeping person he quicky delivered a harsh kick to their exposed ribs.

"Ow! What the hell Kyou? Are you trying to kill me or something!" The man bellowed. He raised a calloused hand to his aching rib cage, sure that one of the bones might now be fractured from the blow by his 'comrade'.

"Shut the hell up Rokuro. I've got a few questions to ask you." The young man demanded.

"What's up with you and violence? I swear you're more sadistic that Hideki." Rokuro grumbled nursing his side.

Kyou's hand shot out and grabbed the male by his neck. "Don't you ever compare me to him!" He snarled fiercely.

"Ah, yes. I forgot about that. You hate that man don't you?" Rokuro grinned slyly. Even with his life in his hands, the male could still find a way to irritate him.

"Just answer my damn questions Rokuro, and don't go fucking around with it either." He growled.

"I will if you let go of my neck." The light haired man smirked. Kyou did as he asked and allowed him to fall to the ground unceremoniously.

"The Uchiha clan and Senju clan have been known for their rivalry," Kyou started watching Rokuro closely, "But what I want to know about is if the Senju clan massacred the Uchiha clan within the past two decades. Would you have any information on that?"

Rokuro grinned devillishly, "Why Kyou, you've got a thing for the new girl already? What happened to the Senju captive? Have you already switched sides? My, I never took you to be so fickle."

Kyou roared in anger, tackling the other man to the ground with a kunai pressed against his throat dangerously.

"What the hell did I tell you? Answer. The. Fucking. Question!"

Rokuro threw his hands up in the air, "Alright! Alright! Don't kill me now." Kyou slowly moved off of him and he began his response, "There was indeed a case where a Senju attacked the Uchiha clan unprovoked. It happened roughly ten years ago. The Senju clan was being led by a man who called himself 'The Divine Justice'. He believed that in order to see their clan prevail, they would first need to annihilate the Uchiha clan. However his plans went astray when he was met with both anger and disbelief by his fellow comrades. So after by thrown out by the clan, he gathered up a few of the people who chose to follow him and they attacked the Uchiha's. Their raid was very successful. They effectively killed off the leaders of the clan as well as many of their defense forces. It's not quite known how they did it, but somehow they managed to kill a good deal of their numbers. Shortly afterwards the elders took over the clan and the trio of siblings that the leaders left in their wake were trained very harshly. Now the oldest brother is its official patriarch. That girl that we captured today was the Matriarch. It won't be long before the last bits of their clan comes back to save her. Unlike the other women here, she's all the last hope for their survival...So their attack will be much more vicious than you can even image..." Rokuro trailed off.

Kyou stared at him for a brief moment. Rokuro had been a ronin long before he joined up with the Fuenikkusu clan. So he had seen many battles and witnessed many fueds between clans, shinobi and samurai alike. It wasn't uncommon for him to have sensitive knowledge about the clans that they were now attacking. It was why Hideki was so keen on having the man within his ranks. But that decision would shortly backfire on him.

"I understand." Kyou spoke, slowly going over the information in his mind. So she was right. Her clan had been slaughtered. So now what would he do? He couldn't just take a side with the women. Yet he also couldn't just allow for the both of them to rot away in this hell hole. Determination set in his eyes and he began to plot his next move. By the time he was done here, Hideki would regret he had ever crossed his path...

Naruto Fan's Notes: Mahahaha. 'Kyou' is actually a character that I created a long time ago. He was given a different name that I originally used but his role is no less important. Originally he was supposed to have his own story (and I still have draft for the first chapter), but I currently have that on hold until I can get more of DNR done ;P. Anyways, I hope you really enjoyed this chapter! Criticism much welcomed! As for the massive weapon that the clan was working and the stolen matriarchs, those will be addressed in the upcoming chapters so just hang in there for a little longer. I'm slowly working my way up to that part of this arc. Also this is the last fully written chapter that I have, so updates will be HECK of a lot slower now. D: I'll update my progress of my writing on my profile so keep an eye out. Thanks for all of your support!