Naka River 2:34am

Night of the Uchiha Massacre

From the view off the edges of the canyon, the river below winds like a serpent, carving through the land in graceful sweeps as it rolls ever onward in its quest for the sea.

Somewhere far upstream, the water is being stained with blood.

The dark man standing on the edge casts his keen single-eyed gaze across the river 's surface, searching for any shift in the shadows of the water. His companion crouches at the edge beside him, a spiraling construct of wood and chakra in the shape of a man. 'I saw him go off the edge, little brother. From that height the water would be hard as stone. He 's most assuredly dead. '

'We need to be sure. ' The man insists, his eyes scanning for the slightest ripple out of place. 'We cannot afford to be otherwise. '