The Uchiha Compound was rather silent when Madara and company returned. Everyone looked out the window to witness the group of brave and powerful shinobi. The first thing they all noticed was the head, and it wasn’t Tajima. In his place, Madara stood tall as he led his people. The group of the back was carrying a dead weight, hidden under multiple bandages. Bickering started. Izuna looked at his brother, but Madara ignored everyone around him as he continued nonstop towards the main house. Dusk had fallen upon them, bathing the skies in red. The house wasn’t as welcoming as Madara hoped. Behind him, Izuna closed his eyes as the rest of the Uchiha scattered around him. Itachi and Shisui were the only ones left. “Izuna,” his brother’s voice brought him back to the present. Izuna looked up

