in a dim cold room in the depths of the uchiha hideout in a cold stone throne sat a dark firgure. A sword just resting upon the side. Time felt like it didn't exist here. The dark firgure opened it's eyes with glowing red ruby orbs of the sharingan peering around into the darkness..

"Who's there." The voice of the firgure cold and somewhat deep as it demanded to know what presence was intruding on the hideout.