Chapter 1
<p>The air in front of him shimmers until a red tint has taken the whole battlefield. Before his eyes, his clansmen start slowly dropping dead, taken apart by the uchiha and their Kami-forsaken eyes , blood pools so quickly the ground can't absorb it fast enough, his clansman's screams and wails are the only thing marrying the air . </p>
<p>'No 'he thinks in panic and then </p>
<p>Anija !</p>
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<p>Tobirama looks around hysterically lost in the taste of blood and dirt and death "Anija !" Tobirama yells and suddenly he's right there. </p>
<p>Hashirama is laying in the mud and over him stands the uchiha clan head . </p>
<p>Hashirama's his eyes are being gouged out by a crazed Madara, cackling insanely as he waves a bloodied kunai around. A murder of crows caws in the air, circling, diving onto Senju corpses and pecking at their outspilled guts.</p>
<p>Madara's laugher and Hashirama's screams rise above the noise of the rest of their clan, and Tobirama falls to his knees.<br />
It's not real , no it can't be - he'd never let this happen, he'd never let madara touch his brother, he'd never let anyone touch his brother . </p>
<p>Tobirama's Trembling hands scramble into a release real, pushing more and more chakra into each subsequent kai until he's hyperventilating with the effort. This can't be happening- it can't be real . </p>
<p>Kami help him .</p>
<p>Kami help him !</p>
<p>He knows in the back of his mind that it shouldn't be possible , these are only fabricated memories that pleague his broken mind , but Tobirama can feel the chakra signatures of his clan dropping off with each new strike from their enemies and hashirama __</p>
<p>Oh sweet gods above hashirama's chakra is fading
Tobirama's own chakra reaches to his brother , trashes and leaches uncontrollably and then it turns towards his Hiraishin marker back at his lab.</p>
<p>He expects to feel the stomach drop of the dimensional void only Tobirama blinks and stares at his reflection in the mirror ,he stares blind to the room around him, his mind still clinging to the images from earlier.</p>
<p>There's an ache inside of him , a blinding swirl of hurt that pulls sharply at his heart . Tobirama sits up and brings his legs over the edge of the bed , he slowly pulls off his clothes exposing the upper half of his body . </p>
<p>Tobirama looks at his reflection.</p>
<p>Something painful drops through his chest, and the feeling is overwhelming, excruciating. He stares at his wet face , the dark circles under his eyes , the black veins climbing up his chest ,the horizontal scar across his neck and at the bandages hiding the undoubtably hideous and festering wound just over his ribs that pulls at both his skin and soul with every move and every breath as it poisons his very blood . </p>
<p>Tobirama looks back up at his face he ghosts his fingers over the red marks on his cheeks, right and left and then the one down his chin. and maybe no one else can understand the meaning behind them but to Tobirama these three red lines are his life .</p>
<p>One slash for each brother he lost (itam , kawarama ), and one more (one last brother) as a silent promise to keep Hashirama alive no matter what.</p>
