The Golden Wind: A Naruto Fanfiction - Beautiful Red Hair/The Massacre

The masked man stepped out of the Leaf Police Force building, enveloped in darkness and seemingly abandoned, with blood oozing from under the broken glass doors. An onlooker threw shuriken at him, but they sailed through his form and embedded themselves in the nearby wall. As he turned to confront his assailant, he was met with the sight of a girl in a sleeveless top, her lengthy brown hair setting off her red eyes, each showcasing a three-tomoe Sharingan.

"Ah, such exquisite eyes," the man commented. The girl threw two kunai, yet they too passed through him. "Impossible!" she cried out, retreating. Attempting to escape, she found herself ensnared by chains that wrapped around her, dragging her towards him. She hit the ground hard, tears streaming from her eyes in terror.

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"This is my vision for the future of the village... and for the clan," Itachi proclaimed. A pair of glowing sharingan met another.

"I understand..." said the man as his eyes ceased their red glow. The man burst into smoke.

"A shadow clone." Itachi said to himself in astonishment. "Father has become the worst possible enemy to me. This will be a battle of the Mangekyo Sharingan," Itachi thought

As Itachi neared his home, seeking his parents, he gently slid a door open to glance inside. "Over here..." came a deep, familiar voice. "There are no traps. Come inside," his father assured. Itachi retreated a step, then proceeded forward. Reopening the door, he found his parents seated with their backs to him."I refuse to fight to death with my son... It seems you've sided with the opposition," Fugaku spoke as Itachi approached, his katana glinting in the moonlight that streamed through the window.

"Father... Mother..." Itachi said. "I..."

"We already know, Itachi," Mikoto replied.

"Itachi, promise me this," Fugaku said. "Look after Sasuke." Itachi stepped forward, tears streaming from his red eyes.

"I will," Itachi said through tears, his katana trembling in his hands.

"Do not fear," Fugaku spoke. "This is the path you have chosen... Our suffering will end quickly compared to yours... Though our beliefs differ, I am proud of you." Itachi's katana wavered as he shook, tears dropping to the ground. "You are indeed a kind child," Fugaku concluded, bracing for the end. Itachi's sword descended swiftly, ending his parents' lives; they lay dead on the floor instantly.

A young boy with black hair joyfully skipped home after leaving the academy. His mind was nearly empty as he walked, the sun setting low, casting shadows over the empty streets. The Uchiha clan crest was displayed on the back of his short-sleeved shirt.

As Sasuke neared the compound, unease washed over him. Recoiling as he opened the door, he covered his mouth as the stench almost made his tomatoes come back up. His apprehension grew as he observed the devastation and darkness that had overtaken the area. He ran towards his house, consumed by fear.

Itachi watched silently as the door opened. "Itachi! What happened? Everyone's... dead..." Sasuke's pace faltered upon seeing his deceased parents at Itachi's feet. Looking into Itachi's eyes, he saw the three tomoe transform into an unfamiliar symbol.

Then Sasuke saw everything.

Anguished cries filled the air as a masked man with flowing long black hair murdered everyone in his path using a katana. Boys peered from behind windows, witnessing the downfall of those seeking refuge inside, succumbing before reaching safety. Blood smeared the windows, extinguishing the light in homes, while severed limbs lay scattered. Children saw the life drain from their parents, then faced their own demise. Once Itachi finished killing everyone in cold blood he went to his house, where he quickly ran in and killed his parents. Smirking as they fell.

"No! I can't believe this... he wouldn't... he just wouldn't," Sasuke screamed internally. Awakening, he found Itachi gone. Sasuke dashed outside, searching frantically; so swiftly, he missed the protruding leg. He tripped, crashing to the ground with a thud.

"Why do you pursue me?" The voice was hauntingly familiar.

"Why! Why did you do it?!" Sasuke shouted, tears streaming down his face. His heart sank as Itachi met his gaze with a smirk.

"I sought power, a power you're too feeble to grasp, a power you'll never have unless you kill me. So run, run pathetically as I let your insignificant life persist. Channel your hatred, come after me. Only then might you avenge your clan." Itachi's eyes whirled like a kaleidoscope, and darkness took Sasuke once more.

By the time Anbu found Sasuke unconscious, he had already witnessed his clan's demise a hundred thousand times.

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