Time Loop: Uchiha Massacre

7

Uchiha Toshiko woke up on a dusty floor, gasping for breath, and cursing to the existence of a certain curly haired Uchiha.

She felt so violated, looking back at the week she spent under his genjutsu, trapped in her own mind without any control of her body, as if possessed by another entity. Perhaps it was a defence mechanism that he couldn't reverse the genjutsu without liquifying her brain. If she had survived, she would have killed Shisui with her bare hands.

She understood now what the mysterious 'plan' had been. Shisui had basically brainwashed the rebellious clan members to be loyal to Konoha. It said something about the village that homicide and brainwashing were the only two options to settle an internal dispute.

Toshiko took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but something had permanently changed about how she felt about Konoha. The familiar chakra of Hashirama trees surrounding her didn't feel warm and welcome as it did, but oppressive and smouthering.

Unable to stay there anymore, she fled. Not caring where she was going, just away from the suffocating chakra. Toshiko travelled in some random direction for what felt like days, but clearly couldn't be as she hadn't dropped from exhaustion, hunger or thirst. She was probably hundreds of miles away from Konoha, (judging by the snow covered landscape in the middle of summer), when she finally deigned to stop.

It was then that she finally succumbed to tears. She felt betrayed. Despite her initial misgivings, she had considered Shisui a friend, had started trusting him, and he had betrayed her in such a fundamental manner. He had taken away her sense of self. She didn't know if she would ever be able to forgive that.

Lost in her turmoil, Toshiko didn't notice anyone approaching her until they spoke, "Where are your parents child?"

She looked up to see an old man dressed in samurai armour standing two feet away from her, looking at her with concern.

"Dead." She answered his question, momentarily unconcerned with his proximity.

He frowned. "What is your name?"

"Uchiha Toshiko." She couldn't even muster up the energy to think of a false name.

"You are a far way from home." The old man observed.

"I don't have a home." Toshiko bit out.

The old man frowned at her contemplatively for some time.

"Everyone has a home, child. But until you find yours, you are welcome in mine." He said before walking away in the snow.

Toshiko stared at him for a while, wondering why he would offer her his home, and then, throwing caution to the wind, she ended up following him.

Toshiko was a bit apprehensive at seeing dozens of samurai stationed outside his house, but everything cleared up when the old man introduced himself as Mifune, leader of the samurai of Tetsu no kuni.

It made sense, she supposed. She had already tried the shinobi and civilian lifestyles before becoming disillusioned with them. Perhaps it was time to become a samurai.

Life in the Land of Iron was very different from Konoha. The main difference was the contrasting morals of samurai and shinobi. Shinobi are expected to lie, steal, manipulate and murder. Samurai, however, lived by an honor that prohibited all of those.

The samurai only used chakra for body augmentation and 'ninshu'. And that was a completely different can of worms. Ninshu referred to use of chakra to empathize with people and prevent suffering. The mistake of comparing ninshu to ninjutsu lead to a comprehensive lecture on how shinobi had completely adulterated chakra usage and how ninjutsu is an abomination that shouldn't even be mentioned in the land of iron.