Naruto: The Uchiha Prodigy by Rifat

Chapter 21: Order and Chaos Part I

ROOT Base#2, Underground Tunnel System, Konohagakure no Sato, Hi no Kuni

'In Root, you have no name. You have no feelings. You have no past. You have no future. There is only the mission.' Was the last thought that one certain white haired ROOT operative had before his soul left his body. This was the same thought many other bodies lying beside them had as they departed for life after death.

Screams of pain could be heard as a shark scale being in the form of sword giggled with delight. His frame was bathing blood as more of the tapes that held back its power was coming off. To the sentient blade this was exhilarating to the point a lust induced human craved for sex. Samehada had been shaving off chakra for some time now. His current master, Kisame Hoshigaki was living up to his name as the Monster of the Hidden Mist as he literally tore through the ANBU with the most powerful of the Seven Revered Blades of the Mist.

"You know, Itachi." The blue skinned rogue nin said as picked up one of the ANBU by his throat before making his trusted and living sword cleave cleanly through his then threw the ANBU away like a doll before he spoke. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you're making me do all the work. I thought Konoha nin prided on teamwork, you usually are more helping when we face great numbers." He said and turned around as all one hundred of the Black Ops shinobi they had faced when they entered were lying everywhere.

Kisame Hoshigaki alone had killed more than 60 of them with just his blade and a handful of Suiton jutsu, he didn't even need to use the ones that cause a flood in the entire hideout.

Did these foolish ANBU think they were a match for him, a chakra freak of a shinobi that even Yagura the Mad Kage tried to get on his side?

What foolish hopes. Their fates were sealed before they even had the chance.

Itachi himself was no joke, a few of the operatives that he knew when he was an agent of ROOT were still active and so were the genjutsu transcriptions he placed on them when he had worked with them.

Itachi was probably the most shrewed shinobi in the history of Konoha and he had contingencies for even long running plans. Shi o Nemuru: Sharingan / Sleeping Death: Sharingan, an A ranked genjutsu that lasted for a horrendously long time. Genjutsu in many aspects was like fuuinjutsu. Whereas the art of sealing dealt with mostly physical aspects, genjutsu in both theory and application was intangible and lived up to its name. This was why he had created that genjutsu when he was thirteen.

When he fled from Konoha, a few ROOT agents were sent to kill him but ended up killing each other as he had placed that genjutsu on them along with on a lot of other agents when they so unwisely looked into his eyes.

"I have to conserve my strength for the upcoming fight." The Uchiha who massacred his own clan replied swiftly. While he did have a plan to counteract Danzo's Izanagi, but for him to follow the plan they made he couldn't use that. That wasn't the only reason though. He had something else to do, something that was very important to him. He looked around and walked to one of the four armed statue and pressed the lower left arm as the gate near them opened.

"So, how many do we have left? Samehada seems to be very excited today." He said and the sword giggled as it nodded with its master's words. Itachi said nothing but watching a sword having a mind of its own made him look at it with a raised eyebrow.

"Around a hundred and fifty." Itachi said and strode forward.

He forcefully extracted the information from the ANBU's mind. He knew about the Cursed Tags on their tongues, and used Chishiki Kisechuu / Knowledge Parasite to extract the information.