She had been training, becoming stronger, desire for power. Yukio had been becoming stronger while the days went by. With her master, Sochi, they had become one. Training her every other day, so that she could reach her goal. To kill Itachi Uchiha and avenge her clan, the Uchiha.
Yukio Uchiha had been a proud and freefull child, playing with other children in the village, and smiling brightly. Yukio had loved the Hidden Leaf village; like any other child with imagination, wishing to one day become Hokage and become acknowledged by other's in the village and to have pride in her duty. She had many friend's, and loved her mother and father, and little sister who had been five. One day on a gloomy night, a ninja of Konoha slaughtered her Family. Yukio experianced it all; the man beheaded her mother and father, and slaughtered her little sister. She had been hiding in the closet the whole time, seeing it with her own eyes. She never felt so much hatred and sadness in all her 8 years of life. When he was finally done, she had a glimce of his face. A face she was so familiar with. Itachi Uchiha. The man she so trusted, an Uchiha, who shared the same blood as her. When he left, she had ran to her dead parents and her sister's lifeless body. Tear's dropped down her cheek's, and onto the bloody floor. She looked at her parent's and sister's face, holding their delicate hand's. They were still warm, but with no movement. She wiped the tear's away and said "One day, I will avenge you guy's. Just you wait. I won't let you guy's die in vain. I will kill Itachi Uchiha with my own hands" At that time, she had awaked her sharingan. Getting up, she looked at her loved one's one last time and ran far away from Konoha. Oath to return stronger, and kill Itachi Uchiha.
"Alright, that's it for today, kid." Sochi said while wiping the sweat away from his forehead.
"What? That's it? I'm still not strong enough. We still need to train! I can't stop here, now!" Yukio said with frustration. Yukio knew she was strong, but not strong enough. She thurst for power. She needed power. That was the only way she could avenge her family. Yukio had never had a normal life after the masacre of her very own clan. She never knew why Itachi killed his own clan. Yukio felt disgusted just thinking about it.
"Yukio, you're going to toss over if you continue like this. You've been training like this for year's now, have a break. It isn't easy to master a jutsu like this". Sochi said, frustrated.
Yukio admired Sochi, since he had been popular in Sungagakure. The people of the village thought of him as a warrior, since he fought many enemy's for the village. He would've been known as the next Kazekage, but abandoned the village, and never came back. He wanted to follow the path that lead him. Year's later, people lost hope in finding Sochi and thought he was dead, or just forgotten all about him. Later on, Sochi found me. Almost at the edge of death, starving, and thirsty. He had fed me and gave me life again. After that we had become close companions.
"No, I need to become stronger. Ten hour's of training isn't enough." Yukio said, breathless. "I need to master this jutsu. It's the best chance of me killing Itachi!" She said.
Sochi looked at her, and signed heavily. "Alright, but don't blame me, when you suddenly hurt yourself. Bye" He said, while walking to the hideout that they stayed at. Sochi looked back at Yukio and looked at her trying to work the jutsu. He looked at her for a moment and then resumed walking. 'That girl, she wont take no for an answer.' Sochi smiled slightly and walked in silence.
