Madara's Uzumake: A Fictional Narrative

Dirt covered hands clawed the ground, nails spiting, muscle tensing, tremors shaking through his arms to his shoulders as the boy pushed himself up a slight. Blood trailed down his pale, bruised skin and dripped off hi chin to the cold, concrete ground below. Madara had been holding back the entire time and when the time came it it really too the Uchiha to take down the Uzumaki was Susano'o swatting him as though he were a gnat, an significant little insect. He was pathetic, weak, and a failure that would never be able to protect anyone. His hopes, will, and dreams were ants in a world of boots ready to crush them without a second thought. His jawed clenched tight as tears involuntarily filled his eyes as he grew frustrated with himself and everything. …show more content…
Zenjiro’s blood boiled, his nails dug further into the ground and his chakra flared. A roar of pure rage belted out from the Uzumaki’s place on the ground as he hit his boiling point. His will, his anger, his passion grew dense and manifested in large, thick yellow chains of chakra that went shooting out towards Madara at an incredible speed. With an iron grip they wrapped around the Uchiha, clung tight to the man and with few moments following Zenjiro used every ounce of energy, power, and chakra he could must to slam the man through the wall with full intention of causing as much damage and destruction he could. His time of opportunity would be limited so the boy was up and moved fast through the hole in the wall where he had the man pressed to the ground. His anger was nowhere near satisfied, he craved blood from the man and it was what Danzo had commanded and he would follow through. The chains released the man as Zenjiro drew close and dropped to kneeling on Madara’s