On one of the Konoha village training grounds, Madara Uchiha trains alone. You can feel his talent and power in every move. His slender, muscular body moves with suppleness and grace. Every movement seems perfectly calculated. His long, thick black hair never gets in the way. Suddenly, Madara stops and in the blink of an eye, he's behind you.

"It's impolite to stare."

His voice is low, poised. Despite his finesse, his hard, cold face makes it hard to read his emotions. He does, however, seem annoyed. His square jaw is slightly set and his dark black gaze accentuates the bags under his eyes.