His cobalt eyes darted around the room.

Where was he?

The last thing he could remember was those words.

'Come to us, and no harm will be done.'

He buried his face in his knees and rocked himself gently. Back and forth, back and forth.

Where was he? He scanned the room for a door, and found a huge iron block, standing stiff.

He tried to focus his chakra, but this room was slowly draining his energy, like this room was filled with... Sleeping Gas!

A light bulb sprang in his head. His gas mask had to be here somewhere. He thrust his hands into his ninja pockets.

He pulled out a gas mask, a small one at that.

The man fixated his mask on his face and took a breath. His eyes widened when he started coughing.

Shit!

He continued to cough until a figure walked into the room, joined by two others, one seemed to be a girl, and blueish hair.

But it was the other that suprised him. His silhouette was all black, but he could make out two glowing red eyes.

It was the Sharingan.

The man gritted his teeth.

"Itachi...Uchiha.." He spat out the name like it was venom. The other man who presumed to be 'Itachi Uchiha', smirked.

"Itachi huh? I think you got it all wrong." He spoke in a tone of voice that wasn't Itachi's.

The man widened his eyes.

"Then who are you?! And where am I?!" He shouted, enraged. Everything he had, gone. He knew he shouldn't have gone there.

"That is of nothing you need to be concerned about."

The one in the middle walked up to the man and lit a candle.

The man's face was visible now.

The now red-headed looking man gasped.

The Rinnegan!

Only one person had the Rinnegan.
Pein.

"It's time we meet again."

"Kazu Uzumaki."