Rebirth (Private, Flashback)

The room Itsuka stood in was lit only by the faint glow of the eerie wooden torches that hung on the wall, casting light across the large chamber with test beakers laying upon tables and testing chambers and tubes to conceal bodies within them against the walls. Itsuka sat upon an operating bench made of stone, throwing a glance to the other boy in the room waiting for him to begin surgery. Gripped tightly in Itsuka's hand was a vial that contained a small white orb that floated in sewage colored preservation solution. This orb was he grand gem of Itsuka's treasures, the Mangekyou Sharingan that contained power and a devastating jutsu that the man who had wielded it, Nashua Uchiha, had been known for. Itsuka waited then tossed the vial to the boy, creating a small wooden pillar from the ground to catch and push it safely to the counter nearest the boy in his laboratory.

"Get this done quickly and expertly please, I need you to pick up and hunt a few test subjects around for me when you're done since I've been running low recently," Itsuka spoke as he popped a small medicine bottle from his own lab belt around his waist, twisting it open and getting a pill from the bottle then screwing it shut and putting the bottle away. The man in black who sat upon the operating table, awaiting his accomplice to begin implantation, put the pill down and glanced to the bottle also on the counter, a bottle containing the blood of Nashua Uchiha, as Itsuka lay back on the operating bench and waited as he took the pill he previously removed, an anesthetic for the ability to become unconscious quickly and be unable to feel the pain of the operation when his right eye was to be removed and replaced with the such esteemed Mangekyou Sharingan. And the project to make the ultimate experiment would begin in the depths of the earth and wood of Itsuka Senju's hideout. Itsuka took the pill and the powerful anesthetic took effect as Itsuka lay down on the operating table, falling into deep unconscious sleep as he waited for the operation within his unconscious world.

Takisho waited in a room, which had a few wooden torches hanging on the walls. It was just bright enough to see in the room, he would wait. Today he would be giving surgery, an eye transplant. Takisho was wearing his normal clothing, a white cloak, however unlike normally he would have his hood down, he wore a black under shirt, which was underneath his cloak, and he wore black pants, he was also wearing some rubber gloves, so he could avoid infecting the subject receiving the surgery. he wore black shoes as well, once the subject would sit down on a stone table, he would sigh, figuring it was time to begin. He would walk up, taking the vial which had contained the eye of Nashua Uchiha apparently, a man who had been killed by the yof Kumogakure, the Raikage. The Raikage was a small child, it was unknown to Takisho on how someone so young could obtain the title of Raikage, but then again, there had been younger. Takisho simply guessed they were slightly more talented than most.


He would sigh, listening to the subject receiving the surgery '[color=blue]Get this done quickly and expertly please, I need you
to pick up and hunt a few test subjects around for me when you're done
since I've been running low recently' [color=white]"Alright then" He would say, with a little laziness in his voice, but he wasn't about to fail in this, he knew he would get it right, laziness or not. He would be more aware of what he would be doing now, he would grab a scalpel, calmly not worried about anything. He could kill the man, right here, right now. Or of course he could do what he was told to do and be rewarded later. He liked the idea of being rewarded. He would watch as the subject would open a bottle, and take out a pill, eating eat and closing the bottle once more. Now it was time to begin, he would sigh, focusing his mind on what was needing to be done. He would wait just a bit longer, not aware that extra things would need to have been done. He would wait, as the subject would fall, while on the table, unconscious. He would stand there for a few seconds, and then, with a sigh, he began. He would begin to scoop out the right eye of the subject, carefully, making sure everything was good. There was very little blood coming out. He would take the eye and move it to a container with preservation solution to keep the eye safe. Then turning back over to Itsuka, and would take his hand, charging chakra into it, beginning to use the A ranked jutsu mystic plam, while putting down the scalpel and picking up a cloth, which had some rubbing alcohol on it. He would rub the cloth around Itsuka's eye socket, the alcohol on the cloth had helped prevent infections. He would take the new eye out, the mangekyou sharingan. He could steal the eye now, and kill Itsuka, or he could transplant the eye into Itsuka and possibly get more ryo later. Ryo had sounded better than an eye he had no idea about. The eye had rested in Preservation solution, he had taken it out with the scalpel, scooping it out of the tube and taking it towards Itsuka's eye socket. He would soon put the eye in, at the same time he was using his mystic palm to make sure everything was alright. The eye soon fitting perfectly, he would now use the mystic palm technique to allow the eye to connect to the head rapidly, hoping it would speed up the recovery time. And thenhe had done the exact thing with Itsuka's other eye, replacing it with the other Mangekyou Sharingan of Nashua Uchiha.

[EXIT]