Only the Beginning (P/Jace) (Nk)

“You’re going down Queen! Just because your a ninja now doesn’t mean anything!”

The pink haired contestant sure had a lot to say after being punched straight in the face in the last round. Surely, Rei shouldn’t have gone easy on the strike or else her opponent would have been sent to the hospital. “Let’s just get this over with.” The blonde fighter responded cooly as she adjusted her boxing gloves. Since her recent promotion, the girl didn’t have as much time as she liked to go back to her roots and fight at the dojo, but when she did have the opportunity, she liked to showcase a thing or two to the up and coming taijutsu fighters of the next generation.

Queen evaded her opponent’s attacks with easy before she launched a simple strike that almost made connection with the back of the girl’s head. By sheer luck, her opponent was able to evade the strike. She attempted to counter Queen’s hit be grabbing onto her leg, but the blonde was too quick and was able to pull her foot away “Not bad.” The girl said with an egotistical confidence. Rei didn’t both to respond, but instead began to think about improving her block. If she could save the time of evading to just block her opponent’s strike, there would be no way in hell the pink haired brat would be able to evade the next hit. And so began Queen’s plan.

The pink haired girl launched a jab at Queen’s chest. Though with a heavy guard, Queen blocked the attack, as she did with the following jab. A flurry of punches came at Queen that the girl blocked with her forearm before she finally saw her opening, launching an uppercut that struck underneath her opponent’s chin, knocking her right on her back, and sending her into the dream world. With that punch, Queen was victorious, and the familiar sounds of the cheering crowd filled her ears once more.

"Thank you so much Jace. You're a huge help. I don't know what I'd do without you." the woman said as the young Uchiha finished putting the last of the books back into their proper places. He turned to face the woman, a kind smile on his face. He had been volunteering at the book store where he frequented for quite some time now. He had always enjoyed his time there and the woman that owned it was always nice to him, suggesting new books for him to read when he finished one. After a while he realized the woman needed help taking care of the shop and so one day he had decided to just start putting the books away that were stacked up and organizing the shelves. The next day he returned to the book store and continued to clean up the store, helping the customers as he did so. Soon enough it had become part of his routine and he had become close to the woman that owned the store. Now it seemed like he was there more than he was at home. 

"It's no big deal Tsubaki. I like helping out around the store." he would say in response to the woman's words. She smiled back at him after hearing that. The boy had sort of started looking at the woman as a kind of older sister of sorts. She had become one of the few people Jace was close to. 

"You've done enough. Why don't you go home and spend the rest of the day with your parents? I can handle the shop today." Tsubaki said to the Uchiha. She knew how much time the boy had been spending away from his parents lately, and how much he missed them even though he wouldn't admit it. 

"Alright. Thanks Tsubaki! I'll see you tomorrow." the boy said after a moment of hesitation before he left the book store and began making his way back toward his house. Meanwhile, at the dojo downtown...

The victory ceremony pass quickly, it becoming like a routine as this was the fifth year in a row now that the girl had won the dojo’s tournament. “Goodbye Shimagi-Senpai.” The girl waved a farewell to the old man who owned the building as she headed home. The night sky was filled with brilliant stars that captured her gaze. The ninja village was quiet, the sounds of the down being kept at a silent whisper as it seemed many were already asleep, while others were just preparing for their festivities. It was about a fifteen minute walk before Queen entered through the front door of her family home. As she ended through the stain glass door, she found he father waiting for her in the living room like a typical strict parent whose daughter had been out late. A glass of whiskey filled his right hand, as he stared at the girl in dead silence. Queen returned his gaze before she idly walked off to the kitchen, practically ignoring his rage.

The girl opened the refrigerator and pulled out the orange juice just as her father walked in. “Where the hell have you been.” He said, unsurprisingly livid. The girl calmly continued to poor herself a glass of juice as she responded. “I told you, I had a tournament today.” The sounds of the sweet juice was faded out by her voice. “And I told you that you had a meeting to attend. The business always comes first, THAT was the rule when I said you could pursue this stupid hobby.” He slammed his now empty glass on the marble island counter as the girl put the orange juice back away into the refrigerator, her thoughts filled with new techniques that she could learn rather than thinking about the so called ‘business’. “I don’t care.” She finally responded after a long beat, beginning to drink the fruity liquid. Suddenly, the drink was slapped out of her grasp and onto the nearby wall, the glass shattering into a dozen pieces. The girl was slightly shocked as her eyes flicked towards her father’s. “Do you know what you cost us today!? What you cost me!?” The girl didn’t even bother to respond as she began to walk off. She she walked pass him, his hand grabbed her wrist, pulling her back. “ANSWER ME.” If this was anyone else, Queen would have slammed him on the floor with ease, but this was her father, which made it slightly different. While she hated her father, he was family nonetheless. “How about you use that fake little impersonator then.” She spit back, referring to the clone that he had made of her. A wicked smile crossed his drunken lips. “REI!” He shouted just as the look a like came out. Forced in front of her was her uncle, his hands bound by some kind of rope. The fake held Queen’s ninjato.

“What is this!” Queen asked, starting to feel a sense of concern. She had pushed her father’s button for a long time, yet he had never done anything to harm her or her uncle whom she loved. Yet, she knew what her father was capable of when he didn’t get his way. The fake kicked her uncle on the opposite side of his knees, bringing him down to a kneel as she pressed the blade against his neck. An evil grim marked her face that just made Queen want to kill her slowly. “You made me lose  very, very, very important business partner today, and I am done playing nice with you Rei. Now, I am going to make you lose something very dear to you.” Queen’s breathes started to become quiet heavy as she looked into her uncle’s eyes. “He is your brother you sick bastard!” She spit back.

“A brother I don’t love. I only kept him around as per your request. But now… well if you don’t respect my requests, I won’t respect yours.” With that, the blade pressed deep into her uncle’s neck as a flow of deep red blood began to flow down his body. “NOOOOO!” She screamed out as her bloodline activated, and she Ho-hoed to the fake Rei. At her full speed, she slammed the girl into the far kitchen wall. Made to be just like Queen, The girl counter her grasp, and Kicked Queen. Acting quick enough, the blonde was able to block the strike, taking away most of it’s force. She let a breath escape her, as a yellow aura began to leave her body before she charged the dopple ganger once more. The two exchanged fists. With each hit that she landed, the fake landed one as well as it seemed they were evenly matched.

It was already late afternoon by the time the boy had left the book store. He hadn't realized how late it had actually gotten. He still felt full of energy though, and this was the earliest he had headed home in quite some time. The sun was beginning to set and there was a faint orange glow about the village as he walked through the streets toward his house. The book store was located near the center of the village and the boy's home was in the Uchiha district near the large wall that surrounded Konoha. Walking at a leisurely pace it took the boy nearly twenty minutes before he reached his clan's district and another seven before he arrived at his house. He hadn't spent much time with his parents lately and he was eager to do so now. He thought about maybe playing shogi with his father or just talking to them both about everything that had been going on lately, his training with Ita, his relationship with Queen, his work at the book store. All of this passed through his mind as he opened the front door and stepped in.

Immediately the boy noticed something to be off. For one thing there was no smell of food cooking and the house was too quiet. "Mom! Dad! I'm ho-" His sentence was cut off by a sharp pain in the back of his head. He had been caught off guard, too much at ease within his own home. 'Damnit..." was his last thought as he fell forward onto the floor and blacked out.

When he awoke his mind felt fuzzy and his body had a tingling feeling. He wasn't exactly numb, but he couldn't move either. On top of that he couldn't quite seem to access his chakra. Something was very very wrong. Slowly, Jace opened his eyes. What he saw was extremely unsettling. He was in the living room of his home, seemingly tied to one of the kitchen chairs. That wasn't the unsettling part though. Across the room in front of Jace, both of his parents were tied to more of the chairs from the kitchen. Their faces were bruised up and bloodied, Kira seemed to be unconscious while Kotetsu was awake, a look of pure rage in his eyes. All three of them had their mouths bound so that they couldn't speak. 'What the hell is going on? How could someone have gotten all three of us so easily? And why can't I use my chakra? I can't even move...' the boy thought to himself as his eyes scanned the room, searching for anything that might help him to get out of this situation. What he didn't know was just how bad things were soon going to become...

The two continued for a minute continuously exchanging blows before Queen backed off, taking in another breath as she prepared to finish this. The fake grabbed onto the blade and charged queen with an immense speed.Suddenly, Queen’s aura formed a condensed armour type structure around her arm that was black in color, not knowing what this power was but having a feeling that it had potential for devastation, the blonde fighter landed her fist right into the girl’s gut, causing the girl to gasp for the air that was launched out of her. The blonde fighter stripped the blade from the girl while also bringing her foot to the back of her leg, knocking her on her knees. With her free hand, she grabbed a fistful of her hair, making sure that her father could see her face clearly as Queen sucked the life out of her. “Let’s see how you like the taste of my blade.” She said with a vile grimace on her face before she drove the blade deep through her back. Her father looked in disbelief. Queen inched the sword out of her body, the bloody steal soaking the fur carpet beneath her. Once the blade was out, the false Rei fell onto the ground, dying with her eyes wide open, but the living essence behind them gone.

With the blade still in hand, she walked grimly towards her ‘dad’. He began to back away slowly from her, trying to talk her out of what she was about to do. “You don’t have to do this.” The words kept leaving his mouth, but Queen had no intention in listening to what he had to say. Suddenly, he picked up a kitchen knife from the counter, and attempted to use it as defense. Before he could realize what happened, the girl used the blade to chop off the hand that held it. He screamed in agony and collapsed to the floor, trying to prevent himself from going into shock. The blonde girl stood over him, sword still in hand and body covered in blood. “Don’t worry father. As per your dying request, I will take care of the company, but under my rules.” Her father tried to plead with her once more. “Queen please… please… I’m your father for god’s sake!” Queen paused for just am moment, the words ringing within her. Her father looked at her as if he had finally got through to her before Queen suddenly raised the blade once more, echoing the words her dad had used just moments before. “A father I don’t love.” Queen drove the blade quickly through his head, making it a quick and rather painless death.

Rei pulled the blade out before instantly dropping it to the floor. Her first instinct was to go up to her uncle and see if he was still alive. She kneeled next to him, and held him close as his weak breathes moved his body, his spirit clinging to the world. “Rei…” He struggled to say, but the girl just asked him to stay quiet. She held him close, humming a happy tune from her childhood as her uncle slowly left this world. As she felt his body go still, tears began rush down her cheeks and onto her uncle’s lifeless body. Her humming became silent sobs of pain and suffering as she was now surrounded by corpses.

"So you're finally awake." said the unmistakable voice of a man as he walked into view of the boy. He was wearing all black clothing, his long hair tied neatly into a ponytail hanging behind his head. There was a thin scar going from the man's forehead just above his right eye across the eye vertically ending just below the corner of the man's mouth. He had a maniacal grin on his face as he spoke to Jace. His eyes had a look about them that seemed to make him look as if he were thirsting for blood. "Don't bother trying to move or use any of your chakra. I drugged you with my own special concoction. It paralyzes you and cuts off your tenketsu points temporarily. The effects only last about 8 hours. You've been unconscious for 3 hours. But now we can finally have some fun." the man said with a clear sadistic tone.

Try as he might to say something or break free from his bonds, Jace was stuck in place. He tried to activate his sharingan, but that too was useless. It seemed what the man had said was true. He was completely at his mercy. He watched helplessly as the man strode over to Kotetsu, holding what looked like some type of pliers in his right hand. He was standing in front of the boy's father at just the right angle so that Jace could see everything the man was doing. The man moved slowly and with precision, using the pliers to rip off Kotetsu's finger nails one by one. He let out a sadistic laugh as he worked, enjoying the obvious pain on the father's face. "You might not be able to move, but you can still feel pain." he said over a muffled outburst of pain from Kotetsu's bound mouth. Jace's father had almost completely made it through losing all of his finger nails without crying out once until that last nail came off. When the man was finished he turned to Kira telling her she was next before glancing over at Jace to make sure the boy was still watching.

Jace's eyes filled with rage. He tried to fight his way out of his bindings but it was still no use. He couldn't let his mother get hurt by this maniac. He had to do something. But there was nothing he could do except to wait and hope his strength returned soon. It had nearly been an hour since he first saw the man and he had been unconscious for three before that. Four hours was too long to wait. He only prayed his parents could hold on until the drug wore off. "Hm now what should we do with you. Oh I know!" the man said to the boy's mother before walking out of sight and returning a few moments later with some sort of metal tool that looked kind of like an ice cream scoop. "Why don't we take out those pretty little eyes of yours. I think they'd look much better in your husbband's stomach. Don't you agree?" he said to Kira, that sadistic smile returning to his lips. The look of fear on the woman's eyes was immense. Tears began to stream down her cheeks and she closed her eyes. It was obvious she was trying to fight against her own bindings the way Jace had been doing the entire time. "Nu uh uh. Don't try to fight it." the man said as he used his left hand to hold open the mother's left eye while using the metal tool to dig into her flesh and tear the eyeball from it's socket. The harsh scream of agony that followed was one of the most terrible sounds Jace had ever heard in his life. The boy close his eyes, unable to watch his mother being tortured. Tears flowed from his own eyes as he began to sob uncontrollably, still trying with all of his strength to break away from the chair that held him down. A moment later and a second scream followed the first, signifying that Kira's second eye had been removed from her head. There was a few sobs and then it was quiet once more.

The boy opened his eyes for a moment, too curious for his own good. When he looked at his mother he saw two holes of deep blackness where her eyes used to be. Blood flowed down her face mixed with the trails of tears that had been flowing only moments before. Tearing his eyes away from his mother he saw the man removing the binding from Kotetsu's mouth and forcing it open with another strange tool. Kotetsu fought the man as much as he could but the drugs were too much and the man overcame him. His mouth was forced open as the man shoved the two eyeballs into Jace's father's mouth and then forced it closed. Tears were now streaming from Kotetsu's eyes and he looked as though he was going to be sick. Jace's stomach was turning as well. The man forced Kotetsu's jaw to work, making him chew his wife's eyes and then rubbing the mans neck in a way that would force him to swallow. There was an audible gulp and then Kotetsu began to heave as if he were going to be sick to his stomach. Jace actually did throw up, the putrid stench covering the cloth binding his mouth and most of the vomit being forced back down the boy's throat or else he would suffocate. The man quickly bound Kotetsu's mouth once more before once more walking out of sight. Jace heard sounds coming from the kitchen and tried not to think about all the horrid things the man could be planning to do to them next.

The man returned carrying the meat grinder from the kitchen. He slowly made his way back over to the boy's father and set the appliance on the floor next to the chair Kotetsu was bound in. The man was making pointed movements to make sure Jace could see everything he was doing. Slowly, the man untied Kotetsu's left arm from the arm of the chair. This would normally be a terrible thing to do, but since the trio were paralyzed by the drugs they had been given the boy's father couldn't even use his freed arm to defend himself. The man then picked up the meat grinder and set it onto Kotetsu's lap, positioning his hand into the top part of the grinder. The man looked over toward Jace now, that evil grin on his face. The boy knew what was going to happen next and couldn't bear to watch. He closed his eyes once more, his cheeks wet from a new stream of tears. "Now that won't do. Here, let me help you get a better view." Jace heard the man say and then footsteps coming closer. It was only a few seconds before Jace felt his eyelids being forced open and then a sharp pain as the man used small needles to make sure the boy couldn't close his eyes again. When the man was satisfied the boy would be forced to watch he moved back over to Kotetsu to continue his work. The sound of crunching bones and tearing flesh as the man began to grind Kotetsu's hand was so nauseating Jace threw up in his mouth once more, the taste of bile making him even sicker.

Time seemed to be moving so slow yet the boy had been making sure to keep track of it. It had been nearly five and a half hours since he had arrived home. The unnamed man had ground Kotetsu's right hand into bits of bone and flesh, he had torn the father's fingernails off one by one, he had scooped out Kira's eyes and fed them to the boy's father as Jace sat helplessly forced to watch. After the man had finished with Kotetsu's hand he had returned to work on Kira once more. He had somehow gotten hold of a rat and lifting up the woman's shirt he placed the rat on her stomach inside of a metal bucket and heated the bucket with a blow torch until it began eating its way through her stomach. The screams coming from the woman's mouth were worse than that of the wailing of the damned in hell. When it was over Jace was sure she had lost a lot of blood and she was certainly looking faint. Things were not looking good for the family at all. The man had returned his focus to Kotetsu at this point, using a large hammer to try to break every single bone in his left arm. Jace's attention was focused on his mother now, the concern for her life taking precedence. After what seemed like an eternity the screams coming from Jace's father had stopped. It seemed like the man had noticed Kira's condition as well. "It looks like I wont be able to play with you any longer." the man said has he brandished a sharp kitchen knife. With one swift motion the man slit Kira's throat, sending an immense mix of emotions through Jace as he watched the life fade from his mother before his very eyes. Rage, denial, sadness. Those were only some of the emotions the boy was feeling.

Seven and a half hours had passed at this point and the boy had nearly given up all hope. The man had just finished completely de-limbing Kotetsu now and was admiring his handy work. The man seemed to be lost in thought for a moment. Then, with a movement just as quick and seemingly made out of boredom or loss of interest, the man slit Kotetsu's throat in the same manner he had Kira's. Now Jace had lost both of his parents. He couldn't believe what had happened. This all had to be some sick nightmare. It couldn't be real. He still had no idea why the man was even doing this. He was snapped out of his thoughts as the man began to approach the boy, still holding the knife he had used to kill Kira and Kotetsu. "I guess I got a bit carried away there. Well, it's about time I put an end to this. Don't worry though, you're little blonde girlfriend will be joining you and your parents soon enough." the man said as he raised the knife, preparing to slash Jace's throat as well. The boy found a new surge of strength and determination inside of him at the mention of Queen. He couldn't let what just happened here happen to her too. He began struggling to break free once more. The man had started to slash with the knife in his left hand. Then suddenly Jace's right arm brok free of its binds. With one fluid motion the boy knocked the knife away and grabbed the mans head, digging his thumb into the man's left eye socket, attempting to gouge out the eye. Now it was the man's turn to scream as he backed away from the boy holding his injured eye with his left hand. "You fucking BASTARD!" the man yelled out in pain. It gave Jace enough time to break out of his remaining bonds. He hadn't gotten back his full strength yet though and his movements were sloppy. The boy stumbled as he tried to charge the man, giving the man enough time to use a smoke bomb. The boy tried to cover his mouth as he struggled to breath. When the smoke finally cleared the man was nowhere in sight. His bloody tools and the corpses of the boy's parents remained where the man had left them. Jace couldn't do anything for them now. He had to make it to Queen before something happened to her. He took off as fast as his body would take him as he stumbled out of the house and in the direction of the girls home.

The girls sobs died down slowly as she now sat there in complete silence. The blood that covered her whole body had begun to dry, making her slowly resemble a ninja world version of Carrie. “ My Lord, Ishi, please watch over his spirit as he departs from this earth. Keep me grounded, keep me strong, and let me spirit grow to overcome the the growing pains of this earth.” Her prayers were worded through hushed whispers as she then began to get up. She took a look around the poorly lit room before she left the crime scene and headed upstairs.

She dragged her feet up the wooden steps that led to her bathroom. She flicked the light on, putting an end to the constant darkness that had surrounded her since entering the mansion. Taking a look at herself in the mirror, she was completely horrified with what she saw. Her whole body was covered in blood, from her usual golden hair to the pale skin of her cheeks. The look in her eyes was that of a scared child, an emotion that she wasn’t used to. She couldn’t help the tremble that overcame her body before the silent tears made their way down her face, cleaning off the dry blood that was on their path.

Slowly, she began to remove the bloody clothes that were covered in her family’s blood. She wrapped the up and threw them in the trash under the sink before turning the faucet of the rub and letting it fill with steaming hot water. As it begin to fill, she let her foot touch the steaming water. She dismissed her body’s signal to pull back, and continued to submerge herself. She wrapped her arms around her body, and sat there in her own silence before the silent tears returned once more. Once they had passed, she reached for the sponge that laid near the faucet and began to wash off the blood that stained her skin. By the time she left the large tub, the water was a grungy red. Queen removed herself from the water only to step into the shower and finally cleanse herself of the remains of the dead.

She began to reflect on the entity that had covered her arm when she squared off with her false self. She wasn’t sure of the power that had befell her. She just felt a surge of power flow through her and there it was. She couldn’t quite understand the technique she used or it’s power, but she knew that it was a gift from Ishi. Silently, she closed her eyes and prayed. Prayed to her God for all to be well, for everything to just revert back to the way it was. For her uncle to be whole and well. “My lord and saviour, Watch over me as I find peace in what happened today. Grant me with your gift of love and strength, and let me be prosperous in my journey.” She prayed through closed eyes before turning off the steaming water that rained on her.

She dried herself and threw on a pair of black leggings and a white and yellow zip up hoodie before tying up her hair into a messy bun. Part of her wanted to leave without having to witness the horrid scene that took place downstairs, but she knew there was one more thing she had to do. Making her way down the stairs, Queen made her way to the backyard, trying her best not to observe the splattered blood that now decorated the walls. Once there, she walked passed the large garden and down some steps that led to her family’s shrine of Ishi. While her father despised it, he knew it was a tradition to keep and uphold it’s value. There is where her mother was buried, and where all of the Yamano family member were to lay for the rest of eternity. This is where she would bury her uncle.

Queen made her way back to the kitchen and picked up her uncle’s lifeless body. She kept her tears back and tried to focus on the anger that she felt rather than the sorrow and hurt. Though, one of the things that kept flowing through her mind was how she was going to tell her uncle’s partner. She took his body down the steps and laid him into one of the many elegant caskets that rested into the walls. She lit the candles that shined a dull gray flame throughout the dark corridor and cast a shadow for the shrine of the six armed God that stood in the center of the large circular gravesite. She came down onto her knees and prayed once more in front of the statue, feeling Ishi’s presence upon her. She performed the best ceremony that she could considering the circumstances. It was hours that she sat there and prayed. Prayed for strength, for her uncle, and for her future. With one last look at her uncle’s face, she closed the elegant casket and walked down the long corridor and up the stairs. As she left the room, it was as if the candles were sense automatic and turned off on their own.

Queen re-entered the house and walked straight past the kitchen, only stopping for a quick moment to grab her sword and rinse it off at the sink. The bodies of her fake self and father still lay motionless on the ground where she had taken their lives. Once her sword was washed from the dry blood the stained it, she collected the sheath and headed out the front door, not even taking a moment to look back. The mansion held nothing but bad memories, and she didn’t want to be reminded of that. As she walked pass the front gate, the guards greeted her momentarily. “Hello Queen, off to train at the dojo?” Without even a glare to acknowledge their presence, Queen just continued to walk forward into the streets of Konoha as the crack of morning light began to make it’s way through the leaves of the forests that surrounded the village.

As Queen continued on her path through the streets, she kept her hoodie on and her head low. She couldn’t be bothered with those around her. Every once in a while, she would peak forwards just to make sure no one was in her way. Along her walk, she spotted a man in all black clothing with a scar that went down his right eye. He caught Queen’s attention for just a moment before she lowered her head once more, remembering that she didn’t care. They crossed paths and then both continued on to live out their lives. Difference between the two is that he probably knew where he was going but Queen, well she had no clue. She would just walk aimlessly until she made it somewhere. She didn’t know where to go. In this moment, she felt utterly lost in the world.

[exit]

twc: 2824
Claiming 14 stats, and 2824 words towards Spirit Release Armour

It seemed like an eternity had passed by the time the boy had reached the Yamano mansion. About three quarters of the way there Jace had finally regained full control over his body's movements. His chakra was returning slightly, but not yet returned in full. He was able to begin sensing other people's chakra signatures once more, but he still could not activate his sharingan. When he arrived at the gates to the mansion he noticed a few things immediately. The first was that there were no guards stationed outside of the house as they usually were. The second was that it was quiet. Too quiet. Something was definitely wrong here. The third and final thing that was brought to the boy's attention and worsened his anxiety and worry was the sliver of light that signified dawn was nearly upon him. How long had he been trapped in his house and forced to watch his parents tortured and murdered in front of his eyes? How long had it taken him to finally arrive at Queen's mansion? He could only hope that he wasn't too late. Tears began to fall from his eyes again which he quickly wiped away as he made his way into the house through the front doors. He had already lost his parents that night and he could feel his mind beginning to shatter. He was barely holding on to his sanity. If he didn't make it in time to save Queen he wasn't sure if he could keep it together.

The boy drew a kunai from his weapons pouch as he entered, keeping his senses, including his chakra senses, on high alert so as not to be taken by surprise again. The house had an eerie silence hanging about the air. The smell of blood was strong, even for someone without an enhanced sense of smell like those in the Inuzuka clan possessed. The boy's heart began to race even faster than it had already been. He could feel cold sweat beginning to bead on the back of his neck. He made his way as quickly as he could through each of the downstairs rooms, not picking up any sign of chakra to lock on to. It could have been seconds or hours by the time he finally found it. He wasn't sure exactly how long it had taken him, but the site before him now brought upon the worst feeling he had ever had in his life. Across the room was the girl's father, covered in blood. And finally, his worst fear come true, Queen was lying face down on the floor covered in blood. "No....No this can't.." the boy sad as he dropped to his knees beside the girl. His chakra had finally returned and his eyes activated on instinct. He turned the girl over, hoping to find that it was not truly the one he loved. Instead he saw her lifeless face. Tears flowed from his eyes like a raging river. Denial was taking over him. This couldn't be her. This couldn't be Queen. There was no way he could lose both of his parents and the girl he loved in a single day. Life was not that cruel. 

Convincing himself this had to be some sort of trick, Jace performed a series of hand seals, hoping to summon the real girl to his side and prove that she was alive. He had placed a mark seal on her a long time ago on one of the first missions he had ever completed with her. Even back then he knew the anti queen gang was after her and he wanted to make sure he could keep track of her and keep her safe. "Ku-kuchiyose no jutsu!" the boy said as he slammed his hand to the ground to complete the summoning ritual. There was the smoke that normally meant the summoning had worked, but beside that nothing had appeared. The dead bodies were still the only ones within the room with the young Uchiha. "No. NO! This isn't fair! How could you leave me!? Not you too! Not you..." the boy screamed out in anguish as the full realization that the girl was gone finally hit him. There was a slight trickle of blood down his face coming from his left eye as both of his sharingan seemed to swirl and transform into a new appearance entirely. He knew they had changed. He could feel the new power within them. That didn't matter to him now. He could feel his mind shattering the same way his entire life had been shattered into tiny pieces within the span of a few hours. His hysterical sobs of pain and anger rang through the silence of the house until they suddenly stopped altogether. 

The boy took on a completely new demeanor. He was no longer showing any sign of emotion. He no longer felt any emotions. The pain, anger, mourning and sadness that had just been overcoming him were no longer there. Perhaps that was because this was no longer the same boy. The body was the same, yes, but the person was different. His mind had finally shattered so badly that Jace had retreated to the deepest recesses of his mind to pity himself and mourn in piece. Another being had risen up to take his place on the exterior, his main purpose was to keep Jace from further harm and pick up the broken pieces to put them back together. The new boy stood slowly to his feet. His mind was clear. He noticed all the blood splattered along the walls and floor. The bodies of the family that had been slain. Even among all of that there were no signs of bloody foot prints leading the scene. The boy knew it had to have been the man that had murdered his parents that had done this. That was the only thing that drove this new boy. Vengeance. Vengeance and power. He would track down Jace's parents' murderer and slay him. For now though, the boy had to find the Hokage and let him know of the tragedies that took place this long night. 

His eyes took in much more detail than they had before. Everything seemed clearer, as if there was a sharpness to things that Jace had never been able to notice before. The boy took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He stood there in the silence for a moment before opening them again. This time they had returned to their normal state, his sharingan being deactivated. He would have to research this new change in his eyes at a further point. The boy tried to bring this up to Jace in his mind, but the young Uchiha simply brushed the boy off, choosing instead to be alone. The boy sighed and shrugged as he began to make his way out of the house. The boy had one destination in mind for the moment: the Hokage building. He had to let Lord Kurisu know of what happened before he began plotting his revenge. And so the boy entered the streets of Konoha, making his way through the early morning crowd slowly and calmly, keeping his eyes peeled for anything suspicious.
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Declining Mangekyo Activation. This is a scripted NPC event, Mangekyo cannot be gained from npc's, only player interaction and bonds. Also how is any of this thread happening? I've skimmed the last little bit but how are people dying, being kidnapped, and chasing people with blades in a major ninja village? Are you not accounting for existing village shinobi as npc's, anbu in the village that would notice something, anything? This seems a little farfetched to even be possible, as for the loophole that things wouldn't of escalated this far.

Define scripted npc event?
Ms wasn't gained from the npc, it was gained off me. Jace and I have built a lot of cd together to which point a large bond actually has been built between us. The npc placed was also not completely random , but an integral part of my plot with my character and in such, tied in with Jace's as well since our plots have become heavily connected. as for the farfetched part, if you read the full topic, you would see that people aren't just running around killing each other with blades. The events that occur happen within the privacy of each of our homes where I doubt anbu are stalking and definitely not random villagers. So I'm asking for you, or for another mod to re-evaluate the topic as a whole as this is part of a much bigger plot for the two of us that's been going on for a while now.