"Who are you?" He asked through gritted teeth not even bothering to look at the woman in white. "I am death." It was almost a whisper, but Madara heard it. At first he didn't believe it, he couldn't! What kind of children's tale was she reciting? A/N: I don't know, I felt a little bored and sleep deprived. So if this has any spelling mistakes I apologise. I probably won't continue this after the first chapter is written. But if you have any suggestions please don't hesitate to leave a comment. Warnings: OOC, MadaraXOC, Set sometime before Konoha was established, during the war between the Uchiha clan and the Senju clan.