The moonlight glistened off the blood-soaked streets of the Uchiha Compound, where the once-proud clan had been reduced to little more than ash and ruin. The massacre was over, but for Raven Kamizuki, the night's work had just begun. The real cleanup—the one that mattered—was now in her hands.
Raven's footsteps were silent against the cobblestones as she made her way deeper into the compound, her violet Rinnegan scanning for any lingering threats. The air was thick with the scent of smoke, blood, and betrayal. Yuumi perched on her shoulder, her tails flicking with lazy disinterest, though her sharp eyes missed nothing.
"Well," Yuumi whispered, her voice a low murmur in the quiet, "they sure made a mess of things, didn't they?"
Raven's lips curled into a smirk. "Danzo thinks he's won. But I've got other plans."
She slipped into the first house, the door creaking softly on its hinges. Inside, bodies lay sprawled across the floor, their faces frozen in final expressions of shock and horror. Raven's gaze swept over them—not with pity, but with cold calculation.
"These bodies… they're valuable to him," Raven muttered. "Which means I can't leave them intact."
With practiced precision, Raven unfurled a scroll, releasing a small arsenal of tools. She began destroying the bodies, using carefully controlled chakra bursts to reduce them to ash. Every trace of Uchiha blood, every potential Sharingan, was meticulously eradicated.
Yuumi stretched lazily on a nearby windowsill, watching the flames flicker. "You really hate letting Danzo have any fun, don't you?"
Raven chuckled darkly. "Letting him have these would be the real crime."
Once the bodies were reduced to nothing but ash and soot, Raven moved on to the next phase of her plan.
From another scroll, she summoned a set of puppet eyes, each one crafted with meticulous detail to perfectly mimic the chakra signature and appearance of genuine Sharingan. These weren't just fakes—they were traps, designed to ensnare anyone foolish enough to use them.
As Raven carefully inserted the first puppet eye into a remaining corpse, Yuumi cocked her head. "You really think Danzo's too stupid to notice?"
Raven's grin was wicked. "He's too arrogant to question it. And by the time he realizes, it'll be too late."
She moved from house to house, implanting more of the puppet eyes and laying chakra-sensitive seals in strategic locations. Each trap was designed not just to sabotage Danzo's plans, but to mess with his mind.
By the time Raven reached the last house, Yuumi was laughing softly. "You're turning the Uchiha Compound into a giant, pizza-themed funhouse of horrors."
Raven snorted. "It's poetic justice."
The final stop on Raven's tour of sabotage was the Uchiha Storage Vault—the place where Danzo would undoubtedly come to collect what he believed were valuable Uchiha relics.
Raven slipped inside the vault, her footsteps echoing in the cavernous space. The air was stale, heavy with the dust of generations past. But Raven wasn't here for history—she was here to rewrite the future.
She began planting her special puppet eyes—ones that would function normally at first but later cause hallucinations and bizarre delusions.
As she worked, Yuumi peered over her shoulder. "So, what exactly happens when he uses these?"
Raven's eyes gleamed with mischief. "Oh, they'll work perfectly… until one day, Danzo wakes up in a cold sweat, convinced he's being chased by a 200-foot-tall pizza monster."
Yuumi burst out laughing, nearly falling off her perch. "You're kidding."
Raven's grin widened. "Not even a little. And when he starts seeing pepperoni whirlpools in his peripheral vision? That's when the real fun begins."
Yuumi wiped a tear from her eye, still chuckling. "You're insane."
Raven packed up her tools, her expression one of pure satisfaction. "And yet, it's going to work."
With the traps set and the bodies destroyed, Raven made her way to the rooftops, overlooking the Uchiha Compound as the first light of dawn crept over the horizon. The village below remained quiet, oblivious to the chaos that had unfolded—and the chaos still to come.
Yuumi landed beside her, stretching lazily. "You think Danzo will figure it out?"
Raven smirked, her eyes reflecting the rising sun. "Eventually. But by the time he does, it'll be too late."
They stood in comfortable silence for a moment, the weight of the night settling around them.
"You know," Yuumi said thoughtfully, "for someone who runs a pizza shop, you're really good at toppling governments."
Raven chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. "Pizza is revolutionary, Yuumi. And Konoha? They're about to get a taste of it."
With that, they disappeared into the morning light, leaving behind a village on the brink of unraveling.
Raven's sabotage was complete. Danzo would soon discover the Uchiha eyes and bodies he had collected were nothing more than elaborate puppets, designed to drive him to the brink of madness.
The Sage of Six Slices had made her mark, and Konoha would never be the same.
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