Many generations after their deaths, Tobirama, Hashirama and their sister Yoshima are reanimated to go stop Yoshima's husband Madara from trying to end the world.
You must read the first book, "Getting to the Other Side" to understand what's going...
"Why isn't she waking up?!" I yelled looking at Yoshima's limp body. "We're reanimations, we've got nothing to worry about!!!" Madara yelled demonically. I looked back at Yoshima's body. She wasn't regenerating, and she laid there passed out. She looked like as if she wasn't a reanimation. She looked real and just really injured.
I felt really upset. How could he turn on a dime?
"You don't even feel any sympathy?! She's your lover!" I yelled. "She's my only weakness. I don't need her if she's only going to bring me down." He said. He doesn't understand. "Love is your biggest weakness, but it also is your strength. It's what's been keeping you going all this time." I yelled at him. "Hmph!"
"Madara! Do you see her?! She's not regenerating at all!!! And she passed out! You don't feel anything?!" I yelled. "Well I'm one step closer to getting rid of my only weakness." He crossed his arms. I slapped my forehead.
"I know you brought her because you thought I'd stop once I saw her."
"I did think of stopping when I stopped her, but this reanimation Jutsu is just an illusion. Sooner or later, you'll be gone, she'll be gone, and I'll still be here. Why should I hold on to something that will vanish? Plus I killed her. Her heart popped in my hand." He said staring at his right hand.
"Madara! You need to stop right now!!!" I yelled. "I'm not stopping." He said and I looked back at Yoshima.
Why isn't she getting up?
Yoshima's P.O.V
"Yoshima.."
A familiar voice called to me. I slowly opened my eyes. I wasn't on the battlefield anymore. The surface looked white and fluffy. I stared at my hands. They looked real. I couldn't feel the ground. "What is this place?" I looked up to the sky to see and orangy, salmony colour.
I raised my hand to the sky.
"Is this real? Am I back to the dead?" I questioned. "Well not really, you are still pretty much reanimated..." I heard a voice.
I quickly got up, "Who's there?!"
I stood in a fighting stance. The female figure came out of the shadows, smirking. I felt soft hands hold mine and pull me into a hug.
"Yoshima, don't tell me you've forgotten the sound of my voice?" "Mother..." My eyes widened and I hugged back. I started to cry.
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The thoughts of when she died filled my head. Madara killing her. I started to cry extremely loud.
"Aren't you an adult?" She laughed, "You still sound like that tiny young girl."
"Mother... Mother I'm so sorry! It's my fault-" "Oh quiet down. It's not your fault." She said releasing me and staring in my eyes.
"You've grown a lot." She said looking at me up and down.
"But h-he-" "I know Madara killed me... And I forgive him..." She said. She forgives him?
"But he killed you.. How can you forgive him?!" I asked shocked. "Madara helped end the war between the Senju and Uchiha... And he is my son-in-law... He made you the happiest girl alive, he gave me beautiful grandchildren." She said staring at me. "Are you serious?" I was shocked.
"Yes. I've realized that Madara is a man who has been corrupted by his family's ideals. Losing his family one by one made himself feel that he must follow their ideals... To carry on what they couldn't." My mother said.
"He stabbed me." I said feeling tears fall down my face. "I know and I want to kick his butt, but you love him right?" "...Yeah." "Open his eyes and show him what's right... Don't give up on him. Yoshima, you are the only one that can change him." My mother said and she started to slowly disappear.
"M-Mom, no." I sobbed.
"I can't lose you again..." "Don't worry.. I've always been with you, Yoshima.."
