We were standing outside the battlefield, concealing Hashirama and Orochimaru's chakra signatures as best as we could. Hasirama has voluntarily voted himself to watch over Orochimaru to keep him safe while the jutsu is cast, and everyone else was to fight and help others. Minato and Itachi stayed relatively near in case the plan was to backfire, and Sakura and Sasuke did as well, just in case I suffered any severe injury. They had to spread out in a way that made perfect sense, and their presence alongside the Second's and Old Man Sarutobi gave a huge morale boost to the allied forces.

However... my mind was stuck on what Gaara had said to us shortly before we all headed over here.

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"Before we head into battle, I have some troubling news to share." Gaara had stopped us. Everyone geared up and ready, looking to him.

Sakura had winced and looked down with a knowing expression, and tears came to her eyes. Sasuke tensed and placed a hand on her arm. And Itachi tilted his head to stare at me as if anticipating a bad reaction out of me.

"What's the news?" Minato asked, straightening out his headband and light armor.

"Madara... destroyed the closest battlefront to here. The one Kakashi was in charge of. They started suffering heavy losses, and... well, the Mitzukage, Tsuchikage, and Tsnuade were dispatched to send aid... but..." Gaara tensed and looked down with a loaded look.

"But!?" I urged, tense and feeling sweat forming on my forehead and palms of my hands.

"They were... defeated. Kakashi survived, and he's being transported to the camp to get the aid he needs... Tsunade... was found almost dead, her body was... uhm. She was mangled and lost a lot of blood. The Mitzukage was found two miles from the field, buried halfway into a bolder, she didn't make it... a-and the Tsuchikage hasn't been found yet." Gaara stressed, sweat forming on his brow. "Most of the Ninja stationed out there didn't make it back... Guy is also missing, as is a handful of others."

The silence that followed was deafening. I had frozen, and my body had gone completely numb in horror. Hashirama tensed and covered his mouth, grabbing his jaw tightly as he worried over Tsunade. I felt myself nearly lose my footing, and Itachi noticed and caught my arm before I lost my balance.

Dread... bottomless dread... bottomless hate... bottomless despair. It was a miraculous feat, being able to feel so much at once. I almost passed out on the spot.

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I was going to play bait for something that had torn through an entire battlefield of elite Ninja. Kage... he defeated kage... and I was expecting myself to be able to defeat him. I was incredibly stupid... Itachi was right to be scared of Madara, everyone was. Because it was true, he had been toying with us. Our struggles against him were his entertainment he's been willingly enabling to drag on.

He had every opportunity to kill us, and he hasn't. What a sick fucking monster. The images I was imagining Kakashi and Tsunade to be in were horrible, and it was wearing my mind down. All of my motivation for victory was morphed into fear.

I don't want Madara anywhere near me. I don't want to feel his hands, be at his mercy, willingly, while trying to keep us relatively in the same place for a handful of minutes. I didn't want to endure his version of fun ever again, but if he was capable of ripping them apart so easily, by himself, just him with no backup, then this must be done.

I was fighting off Zetsu, and a couple reanimated Ninja, staying mostly in the same area so Orochimaru and Hashirama could keep a visual on me. The sun has set, and the waiting game for Madara to show up was on. He's surely sensed the new chakra signatures. He must know we're plotting something. Orochimaru swore to us that he and Hashirama weren't going to be sensed or smelled or even heard, doing a weird jutsu around them that didn't have any readily available changes to be seen.

I had to trust his word, though.

I finished punching my rasengan through a zetsu, then, panting heavily as my eyes roamed around the battlefield. It was shredded and torn up beyond recognition. Apparently, Obito had shown up during the day and unleashed the tailed beasts under his control, and the Third and Second Hokage were stuck handling them and keeping them occupied to save everyone's lives, and Bee was there, though, helping to keep them back, and he wasn't captured either. So that was a plus. I was told that he went to camp since he was drained of almost all his chakra in the fray.

We barely missed him, I was kind of hoping to say hello to him.

I was wanting an update on Obito's physicality.

Was he slowing down?

Take any damage?

Did he bleed?

Just a little?

Even a drop?

Was he looking for us?

Was he disappointed?

Was he mad?

I was yanked out of my thoughts, almost literally as I was thrown across the ground, skidding to a halt only to get punched in the gut. I doubled over, growling angrily, red bleeding into my vision at the frustration that caused me. I then grabbed the arm of the white Zetsu responsible and ripped it clean off before shooting a concentrated funnel of wind through my palm, obliterating the body of the zetsu in front of me.

"Tch, I'm getting lost in my own fucking thoughts." I scolded myself, rubbing the forming bruise on my abdomen as I gazed around the clearing I had made.

I looked over my shoulder, spotting Sakura sending a reanimated ninja flying in my direction. I hummed and dashed to intercept their flying body. I formed two clones, which acted as a cushion for me as we caught the flying body before sending it flying right back at her with wind behind them, jostling the female, who was punched into pieces by Sakura's super strength she learned from Tsunade.

She could be dead right now.

The last time she was out of commission, Danzo treated me like shit.

Like property.

A toy.

"Gn." I winced as my heart squeezed, feeling light-headed for a moment.

I went to lunge into the nearest fight, which was Sakura's a ways away. But the moment I bent down to lunge, I was suddenly struck with searing hot pain in my abdomen. I flinched and cried out in agony, gripping my stomach and collapsing onto the ground, head against the dirt as a string of cries left my mouth, digging my toes into the ground as it felt like I was about to explode.

"GAAAAH! SON OF A B-BITCH!" I cried out, tears burning my eyes as my body felt so heavy and electric with white hot pain.

Kurama roared loudly, feeling the pain I was feeling, and he snarled and raised his head, strain wracking both of our bodies.

"Summoning justu! N-Naruto, brace yourself. Only Madara Uchiha has been able to use me as a summon!" Kurama growled with audible strain and pain.

No! No, I'm not ready yet! I'm not! 

"Hn. Need a hand~?"

My eyes bugged out of my head, and my body froze on the ground, panting and covered in a sheen of sweat. I shakily looked under my hunched over body, in the space between my legs, as I saw two sandal covered feet just behind me about 5 feet away. I saw the red plated armor and knew immediately who that was.

Dread, a pit of blinding dread, swallowed my body like a monster swallowing prey whole, and a phantom pain burned in my abdomen. Orange erupted across my body, lightning fast, and I was on my feet and backed away from him about ten feet away on instinct, shakily going into a defense stance. 

His eyes, red and spiraling, burned into my soul, reading me, my mind, my mood, my everything it seemed, burning holes in my mind with just a glare. He smirked, baring his fangs, and my neck throbbed in the memory of his bite, despite Itachi trying his best to erase the feeling, the scar.

The memories attached to it.

"I was quite disappointed to find you had escaped. Kabuto was dead, too, such a pity." Madara chimed, his fingers twitched, and I tensed, noticing the way he relished in my reaction. "I had gone through all the trouble of having a new containment method prepared for you. Bandages instead of chains. Look at you now, free, yet trapped all the same. It's just a different cage." His eyes narrowed, drinking me in, making me feel revolted.

I shuddered, keeping my eyes glued to him as he circled me, never letting him get behind me once. I kept moving, staying light on my feet. As much as I wanted to charge him, as much as my mind was begging me to fight and run, I knew I couldn't.

I was bait.

His toy, willingly.

"Why so still?" He spoke against the shell of my ear, making me gasp, eyes widening entirely once I realized he just abruptly vanished from my line of sight.

I flinched, only to register ice-cold hands on me, one on my neck and the other against my abdomen. I reacted, going to pry his arms off, but like last time, even with chakra now aiding me, they were steel bars.

He really was just fucking toying with us beforehand.

Just how strong can one man be!?

"Now, now, don't be so quick to run off." Madara purred, fangs biting at my ear, making me flinch as he backed us away from the crowd, a wall of dark blue bones forming around us, caging me in. "I haven't had my fill just yet. But do struggle, I like it."

The hand around my neck tightened enough to hurt, and I whimpered as my mind began to panic. I dug my claws into his hands, yet it did nothing to make him let me go. He moaned against my ear, sliding his fangs across my skin, to the spot he had bitten me before, and began to suck on it. I whimpered, again, wincing and squeezing my eyes shut as he created a mark in that spot, making the area sensitive and softly drug his fangs along the scar he made before biting down, sinking his fangs all the way, slowly this time.

I hissed in pain before I was struck with wave after wave of intense fear and lust. My body froze up stiff, too scared to so much as twitch as he pulled me against him, falling backwards, bringing me with him as he fell into sitting position, legs coming around mine, locking me in place. My hands gripped onto the hand around my neck. Holding me in place as his other hand slid across my chest.

Tears fell from my eyes, and my cheeks flushed as my brain grew more and more fuzzy against my will. I was being controlled emotionally, and I was too scared to move, all from the influence of his bite. I couldn't even squirm due to the crushing hold he had me in.

His fangs pulled out of my neck, and I shuddered as he drug them to a new spot on my shoulder. His free hand grabbed at my shirt and ripped it off with ease, exposing my upper body. I whimpered as his hand felt along my front, making me feel disgusted and scared.

"Hn, good boy. You're doing so good for me. Don't stifle those succulent sounds. Be as loud as you want... won't you indulge my desires just a little bit?" He asked, and his words were hypnotizing.

He bit down again, making me audibly whine, teeth chattering as the hand on my neck began to massage the area, feeling across my throat until he slid his fingers up to my mouth, tracing my trembling lips with his thumb.

"Nnhg!" I gasped when he bit down harder, moaning against my skin, his hand sliding to my lower abdomen, caressing my stomach with cold yet gentle movements. "Uh-!" I shuddered as a wave of pleasure erupted through my body, making me go to close my legs, unable to move due to his wrapped around them.

His fangs pulled out again, and blood trailed down my arm and chest. He kissed along my shoulder to the other side of my neck and licked along Itachi's bites.

"N-N-Not there!" I begged, panting as heat flowed through me in waves, eyes growing half lidded as everything shook.  "P-please n-not there."

"Hn, his bites." Madara purred softly, licking them again, kissing up to my jawline, moving my head to the side, holding me there so our eyes locked.

His gaze disgusted me. It was filled to the brim with lust and desire, murderous intent, and enjoyment. He was taking extreme joy out of my misery. They almost seemed to soften, just a little bit, as his hand on my abdomen slid into my pants, making me flinch against him with a gasp, hands finding his thighs and gripping onto them tightly to prevent me from punching him.

I was the bait... just a little longer... any minute now, and he'd be dead!

"You are able to love other monsters, are you not? Itachi's a being like I am, and you accept that part of him entirely, don't you?" Madara whispered softly, his eyes looking to my lips as his hand on my crotch began to move and make me whimper. "It's almost hard to believe... in a world like ours. Where monsters somehow have a place that they fit in. A person to hold without hate."

His eyes flashed with genuine curiosity, some deep rooted pain flooding them as he leaned forwards and kissed me, making me whimper and moan as his hand pumped me, making my body physically react against my will. My toes curled, and my eyes fluttered, and not once did he close his eyes or look away from me, keeping that intense gaze fixated on me.

The world fell away, then, and there was only him. His touch, his mind, his emotions, my emotions, all mixing together as his sway over me took hold entirely. My mind gave out, unlike last time in the prison, it just collapsed inward. Kurama's rage filled growls vanished, and I felt like I was drowning underwater, nothing but those eyes visible to me, and my mind was suddenly his.

A feeling I've only ever felt with Itachi's, and for a moment, I could almost see into that mind of his.

A deep, long running hatered, a void much deeper than mine, and much more intense. A burning sense of revenge, one that will never be sated, and a true embrace of darkness.

There was no light to return to in his soul. He was too far gone for it. Death really was the only answer to him, either death or more war, and nothing else.

I gasped when he broke the kiss, and his hand still moved, making me moan weakly, as he moved to Itachi's bites and bit down with a deep growl. I hissed in pain and raged from Itachi's previous scars being tainted by Madara. I couldn't help myself, moaning, trying to stay quiet, knowing I had eyes on me everywhere, my father and friends, and Itachi. All of them were watching, and I felt utterly humiliated by it now that I was no longer entirely blinded by just dread.

The orange enveloping my body vanished, and the world blurred. I growled and tried to blink it away, but everything was swaying. I panted heavily, finding releif when his hand left my pants, roaming my abdomen. I felt his fangs leave and bite down in another spot, but the more he drank, the more dizzy and disoriented I became.

That was, until he abruptly paused and drug his fangs out painfully. His hands left mine in a flash, and the structure of bone vanished, too. I whipped around, ignoring my freezing cold body and dizziness, and grabbed his neck. I growled out and slammed Madara's body into the ground, keeping him there as he suddenly lost his strength.

"D-damn..." Madara hissed, his legs turning to ash rather fast as he smirked up at me. "At least I was able to enjoy life for a little while longer."

I shivered as his body completely destroyed itself, and the exact moment it was completely gone, Itachi and Minato both were at my side in a flash. I was caught by both of them before I fell over, and I was teleported someplace else, far off but still close to where I was at. I shakily whimpered, heat still in my face and on my body, physically worked up and unable to focus my vision from excessive blood loss.

I heard a string of voices, questions, and curses. I was trying to listen in, but I still felt underwater, I felt numb and in pain and all too aware of my physical issues at once. I rubbed my fingers together, feeling the grain of ash against them, constantly rubbing to remind myself I was finally safe from Madara at least.

I felt many hands, dry rags to my shoulders, frantic voices, angered voices, and I was drug against someone warm my head and back of my shoulders against someone's lap and stomach. I blinked upwards, through the black dots in my vision to see a blur. I growled weakly when hands placed themselves on my stomach again, but a rush soon followed, and I was dragged from that drowning feeling abruptly, and the moment I was, Kurama's angered roars returned, and my vision was lit up with orange light as my body went from being numb to hypersensitive.

I realized then that Orochimaru had his hands against my stomach, finishing up stating he has released some form of seal placed on my abdomen. I was against Sakura's lap, her hands on my shoulders administering healing chakra. My dad was at my side, looking around us, and Hashirama bolted to fight off enemies as a red cage of bones swallowed us in a protective shield.

Itachi's Susanoo.

I blinked, watching as those black dots in my vision began to receed. I traced the bones with my eyes, rubbing the ash between my fingers, feeling my heart pound against my ribcage. I slowly looked to Itachi, his pissed expression and shaking body.

His eyes were glowing, teeth bitten together yet bared in a display of barely leashed rage. It wasn't directed at me, but those eyes scanned my neck feverishly.

I looked up to see Sakura staring down at my stomach, her eyes refusing to meet mine, flooded with horror, and disgust. I registered then that I was shivering violently, teeth chattering as my freezing cold body fought to warm up. I then felt her hands on my shoulders, and my brain fully switched on.

I bolted up into a sitting position, ignoring the fact that the world seemed to drag to catch up to my current line of sight. Everything spun, but I ignored it as I directed my gaze toward Orochimaru's direction. Kurama howled with rage and arms shot from my chest and knocked everyone away from me aside from Orochimaru. I ignored the comments and sentences they uttered as my vision tunneled on Orochimaru.

I grabbed his collar and drug him towards me, until my nose was against his, red bleeding my vision, panting and growling with so much rage I couldn't stop shaking, even though half of that tremble was due to me being freezing cold.

His eyes didn't falter, and he kept my intense gaze. I ground my teeth, wanting to snap his neck off, but I kept myself from doing so.

Barely.

"That was the last time I'll ever be used as bait. It's the last time we are used in general!" I barked before dropping him.

I felt an ice-cold hand touch my back, and I was quick to whip around and grab those fingers before snapping them backward with a howl of disgust, fear, and hate.

They crunched in a satisfying way.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I roared and let the hand go, panting with wide eyes.

"GNN!" Itachi stifled a cry of pain and quickly snatched his hand to his chest, holding it with his other, taking a few steps away and looking down at his hand. "Damn! I-Im sorry I wasn't thinking, fuck!"

I stared down at Itachi's hand with horror, snatching my hands to my sides instantly and stumbling back, falling over due to the world spinning. I fell hard on my knees with a grunt, feeling pain jolt up through my shoulders and neck.

"Easy, son!" Minato quickly spoke, his tone soft and worried.

He didn't immediately approach me and held his hands up in front of him as he kneeled down, looking at me with tentative and saddened eyes. Itachi's fingers snapped into place and healed relatively fast, and he too knelt down, his face lined with pain, anger, and heartbreak.

Though, none of that was directed at me.

"I-I didn't mean it." I hurriedly apologized, staring Itachi down, though, I avoided direct eye contact with him, keeping my eyes lowered to his chest. "S-Sorry."

"It was my bad, don't apologize." Itachi frowned softly and contrasted to his voice. His veins were puffing from his forehead, and his eyes morphed into a venomous glare. "It's not your fault."

I went to speak, but a wave of Kurama's blood lust flooded my system. I shivered and covered my mouth, eyes narrowing and fluttering as I grew hyperaware of our surroundings.

Kurama was searching for the other one.

The masked man.

Just then, a huge chakra presence appeared out of nowhere several miles away, and a loud roar echoed in the air. Minato bolted to his feet and looked past me and into the distance with narrowed and pained eyes. Itachi didn't take his eyes off of me, his focus on me entirely.

He looked at me longingly, and his fingers twitched, but he remained still and waited until Kurama healed me enough to stand. I ignored the ground beginning to shake and the several roaring beasts in the distance. Tears fell down my face, and I shakily touched them, feeling the wetness as my other hand rubbed the ash between my fingers.

"He's over there. Along with the six tailed beasts he's managed to imprison! Grrr!" Kurama began to seethe. "I think I sense what's keeping them captured. We could free them." Kurama ground his teeth.

Revenge

Revenge

Revenge

Revenge

Revenge

Revenge

"It's not who you are..."

"Naruto?" Itachi spoke softly, and his voice was like heaven. "Hey, are you with me? He's here... its... still what you wish, I assume?" His eyes softened in understanding and affection.

I wanted to bury myself in him... and get lost there forever.

Maybe after this.

After the war.

I need a break from everything.

My boyfriend...

My heart...

My heaven...

My moon.

"I'm here." I spoke after swallowing the lump in my throat.

I wiped my face clean from tears and stood, turning to face the noise, seeing Itachi move to my side. I scanned the six beasts, seeing the first through third Hokage and Gaara fending off the beasts while the number of zetsu was in healthy decline from the hundreds of shinobi spread about.

"This is it, Naruto. It's do or die." Minato spoke softly, and a familair chakra suddenly swarmed the air, making my eyes widen as his body was enveloped in orange Chakra.

"Wha..." I whispered and took a step away from him, eyes studying the chakra swarming his body with awe. "So... the other half is in you..."

"Correct." Minato grinned and rolled his shoulders. "I know, I'm a badass. You wear it better." Minato gestured to me, trying his best to be cheerful despite me being able to tell he was upset after witnessing everything that had happened.

I hummed and looked out at the battlefield and cracked my neck, wincing to myself as both shoulders still ached. I then knelt down, placing my hands onto the ground, claws digging in as I rooted myself in place, chakra swarming around my legs.

"All of our rage... give it to him. Let him experience agony. Do it slowly... make him bleed~!" Kurama purred, growling with excitement and hatred.

I felt the ground leave me as I burst forwards, Itachi and Minato keeping up with us as we flew past everyone, everything blurring as my vision tunneled to our intended target. The moment the sea of shinobi was thinned out, Kurama's form took shape around me, and Itachi and my father rode on our back as we charged forward, roaring and announcing our precense, momentarily distracting the beasts to look our way.

I felt a familiar set of eyes land on me.

On us.

Everything bled red.

"RAAAAAAAAAH!" We bellowed loudly, our tails shooting to the beasts that suddenly closed in, our eyes scanning their bodies, seeing the purple ethereal chains attached to their bodies.

Before we could touch them, though, they were yanked back to the giant statue, which roared loudly at me. I snarled back, tails fanning out behind us before coming closer, collecting chakra at our open maw, forming a tailed beast bomb.

I saw Minato leap off of us and formed into another Kurama, doing the exact same thing. The five tails charged at us from the side, but a giant purple arrow shot into its leg and pinned it into the ground, causing it to roar in pain before Sasuke's Susanoo came into view, pinning it to the ground successfully.

A wall of black flames shot out in front of us and caught the six tails on fire. The moment this happened, both Minato and I shot our bombs forwards, however, the tailed beasts countered them with their own bombs.

We snarled and roared again, flames shooting through the ground, ripping it apart and loosening the turf, making it harder for the enemy to get away or get enough speed to charge effectively. The tailed beasts momentarily backed off and got sucked into the gedo statue, them all flying backward and vanishing within its mouth.

"My, my." A familiar voice chimed, making every fiber of my body scream with hate.

Bottomless hate...

"Obito." I ground out, taking a step forward and dropping the form, landing with ease, but still glowing orange, entirely prepared for a fight.

"Look at you. Hn, you look like shit. Madara gave you a rough time before you managed to kill him. That wasn't very polite of you." Obito hopped off of the gedo statue, a good hundred feet away and closing the distance as we both began to approach each other.

Itachi wasn't far behind me, Sasuke's Susanoo aimed an arrow at the giant statue, and Minato stayed in tailed beast form, growling threateningly behind us.

We both paused about sixty feet from each other. His eyes were veanomously pissed, entertained, and blood hungry all at once. Both were renigan eyes, spiraling angrily, his mask was white and spiraled, and he held a giant Uchiha fan connected to a chain. He had his guard up, and his body was tense, ready to attack at a moment's notice. We almost mirrored each other in that respect.

We were both craving the other's demise.

"He was a cakewalk." I hissed, feeling my heart speed up and my mind growing fogged with giddiness and rage. "Soon, you'll get to join him in hell."

"Hehehe, is that so?" Obito chuckled. "How rude of you. I practically raised you and made you what you are. Gave you the motivation to get stronger and become this... monster, I see before me. I'm more of a father than your old man ever was. Hn, well, that's also my doing. I wonder how maddening that must feel, knowing how much of an effect i had on your life. I was the first to hold you after you were born. I almost took you out of this world if it wasn't for Minato and his quick feet." He held his hands in front of him, making me tense, though he just held them out.

"You are my beautiful monster." Obito chuckled and clenched his hands into fists before grabbing the fan again, popping his neck and rolling his shoulders. "Tell me this. Do you still think peace is possible? Do you think you can stop this...? All I need... is one touch. And you're mine. Mine forever. And unlike last time when I let Madara toy with you, I'll rip that beast right out of your body... it will only take an instant." Obito hummed and shifted his leg back a little. "Hahaha -"

I was in front of him in a flash, eyes widened entirely, pupils thin lines, vision tunneled, breathe caught in my lungs as I swiped my claws through the air, barely missing him as he dodged my blow, my claws scratching the front of his mask. I ducked as he swung his fan at me, and his eyes narrowed as Itachi flew through his body, kunai in hand, sharingan out and on full display.

Obito's body froze, then. I went to puncture his abdomen, but I fell through him, stumbling forward and whipping around just in time to see him gasp and jump away from us, shaking his head. I blinked in confusion before I heard Itachi hum. I spared a glance to see his eyes were both bleeding.

"Focus." Itachi hissed at me, in time for me to look over as he caught the fan that was just thrown at us.

I dashed behind Itachi, momentarily using him as a shield. I held my hands up and made about forty shadow clones. They all began to make giant rasengan, and I myself dashed backward as Itachi engaged Obito, using one of my clones as a springboard before being shot forwards, the world blurring around me. Itachi dodged as I went right at Obito, whose bloodshot eyes caught me in time to make me phase through him.

A purple arrow shot through the sky above us, and rumbling began as Minato charged behind us, giving me and Itachi some alone time with fuck face.

"ISN'T IT WONDERFUL!?" Obito cackled as he dodged me and Itachi's barrage of taijutsu. "HATE! It drowns out your own morals! You're a fucking hypocrite just like THE REST OF THE NINJA WORLD! YOU'RE a failure to your superiors!" Obito chuckled with satisfaction.

"OUR WORLD WILL KNOW TRUE PEACE AFTER I KILL YOU!" I snarled out, barely missing a blow to the face as Obito was struck back fifty feet, flying backward only to spiral out of existence just before hitting a bolder.

"Revenge is a beautiful thing. You swore so adamantly against it and swore you were going to save your dear friend! LOOK AT YOU!" Obito's voice rang out in the air, making me glance around, frustration setting in as I hissed, Kurama's rage flooding me, making me feel almost distant as it nearly consumed me. "LOOK HOW FAR YOU'VE FALLEN! GREAT HERO!? I SEE A MONSTER CONSUMED WITH REVENGE! You've become the very sickness this world breeds! THIS WAR WILL BRING AN END TO WAR! TO PAIN! THIS HELL WILL END!"

"IT'S GENOCIDE!" I roared, panting heavily "You're a fucking war mongering piece of shit! WE'LL KILL YOU!"

My mind!
My mind!
My mind!

It's splitting apart!

Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
kurama stop!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Revenge!
Kurama Stop!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
KURAMA STOP!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!
REVENGE!

"KURAMA CALM -"

"Gn!" Itachi growled as he was struck abruptly out of thin air, making me tense and snap out of my mind just in time for a shadow to swallow me whole, a gravitational pull on my body yanking me forward.

My head snapped backward hard, and my brain erupted in pain before I struck a hard hand, digging into my stomach harshly. The wind got knocked out of me.

"UH!" I gagged before seizing up as my body felt like it was abruptly ripped apart.

I stumbled backward, everything going numb as my vision bled black. I went to gasp, but my lungs didn't listen... nothing was listening as I fell against the ground, falling with a hard thud, my head bouncing off both of hard rock and sand.

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Where did he go? 

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Itachi...

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