Kakashi had always had a weird feeling about that Clan. Yes, they were extremely strong and brought up the best Shinobi, all their children seemed to be talented, many young once were already stronger than the average Chunin.

Yet, Kakashi had kept away from their district. Only ever going near it, when a mission called for it. He had felt that something was wrong, but as the Anbu he was, he knew to keep his thoughts to himself.

That was until this night. The Hokage had just send for backup, Kakashi being one of the Anbus who hurried to him.

The district was in flames, the Clan had fought back after the darkness the Hokage had found out about them. Now, many Clan members were dead, most others arrested.

When Kakashi reached his destination, another Anbu pointed to a room. "In there, a survivor. Poor kid... Take care of it."

He nodded, his expression unreadable behind the mask, but hearing the other Anbu talk, Kakashi knew the children of the Clan must've suffered...

Quickly, he made his way to that room and entered, closing the door tightly behind him.