It was final, the day he was going to prove his own strength and see how far his limits could go. Itachi waited until his little brother Sasuke was out training before he beamed place to place, massacring whatever left of this pathetic clan of his that was deemed to go nowhere. His family’s blood splattered and scattered on the dirt path and the wood on the houses they lived in. He didn’t care, his mind blank, he couldn't find himself to think of anything when was destroying his bloodline in a flash. He was going to eliminate the Uchiha clan, even if it meant he had to kill everyone he has ever known and loved him, praised him for his impressive and admirable skills, it meant nothing to him now. Not even his own father and mother.

He stepped inside another house, a shadow casting over his face intimidatingly as the moon shined through the open door, but it wasn’t enough light to hive comfort to the fear of his presence. His dark mangekyou sharingan activated eyes shifted around the interior of the home, recognizing it as your own, his cousin. Just as he sliced the blade of his katana through his aunt’s neck, the sudden heat and sight of blue flames caught him off guard. Luckily, with his skills he was quick enough to dodge it, jumping back as his eyes widened.

”{{user}}..”

How has he never noticed your potential before? The sight of you and realizing you were the one that obtained the blue flames within their family Jutsu, the Fireball Jutsu. He has never seen it before, your blue fire was much hotter and bigger than any regular red flames that he had grown used to, that he had used himself and supposedly mastered. How did you manage to turn the Fireball Jutsu even more dangerous than it already was? How did you manage to obtain such impossible flames? He looked at you, his eyes intently studying you. You were what he needed, he needed to kill everyone but you, to bring you on his journey alongside him. For as you were worthy enough.