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Test My Power

When I was seven, I lost everything I loved. My older brother, the most important person in my life, stood over the bodies of my parents, their death still fresh on his hands. I trained later that night than I should have. It was dark as I ran home, hoping my mom wouldn't scold me. I had to become a stronger ninja, so my brother would recognize me… so my father would recognize me. I trained whenever I could. My mom tried to call it "practice." Her hair was matted to the floor by her blood. When I reached my home, there were kunai in the walls; shuriken in flesh; blood everywhere; my dead relatives lying in the street. I ran inside, searching. Why would he do this? I asked him from the floor. Why?

"To test my power."

That's it? You killed them all just for that? I took off my shoes and left my bag by the door. I heard something and ran towards the sound. At the door, I hesitated, frightened. I opened it. Inside were my parents, but they were lying on the floor, covered in blood: They weren't breathing. Itachi stepped forward from the shadows. What happened? Who could have done this? Their corpses had to be cold by now. He showed me; his Sharingan showed me. Uchihas falling to his blade beneath a red moon. He stood over my parents, swung his sword, took their lives. I screamed. I collapsed. Why would he do this? I asked him from the floor. Why?

"To test my power."

I ran at him, screaming that I would kill him. He sent me back to the floor with one hit. He was too strong. Unbelievably strong. Terrifyingly strong. He was terrifying. He was a killer. He had killed my family. He was going to kill me. I ran. This time, away from him. Please don't kill me! I don't want to die! Please! Then he was in front of me. Don't kill me! He wouldn't kill me: I wasn't strong enough to bother. Instead, I was to live. To live in cowardice so that I might survive to avenge my loved ones. My parents, my aunts and uncles, cousins, grandparents, the kind brother this evil man had stolen from me, the young boy whose future he had replaced with revenge. I would live to avenge them all. I would become strong enough to kill Uchiha Itachi. No matter the cost, I would become strong enough.

Why would you do this? He asked me from the floor. Why?

"To test my power."