Sarutobi Hiruzen quietly approached Shimura Danzō's lifeless body. His heart felt heavy, and memories of the years they had shared together flooded his mind. Despite their differences, Hiruzen couldn't help but feel a deep sadness. The man who had once been his comrade, and sometimes rival, was now gone.
Lost in thought, he knelt beside the body in silence.
Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the stillness.
"What are you staring at, old man? Keep it up, and I'll kill you next!" an angry Uchiha shouted harshly at Hiruzen.
Hiruzen's lips twitched in a faint, awkward smile. "I'm leaving now," he said calmly, rising to walk away.
At that moment, a group of people appeared in the distance, torches blazing in their hands as they ran swiftly toward the Sarutobi clan's position. The urgency in their steps spoke volumes.
Uchiha Fugaku's expression darkened when he saw the approaching figures. "Looks like they want a piece of the pie," he muttered grimly.
The other Uchiha clan members tightened their grips on their weapons, their eyes flashing with deadly intent. Who could be bold enough to try to snatch the Uchiha's prize?
As the group drew nearer, it became clear they were leaders of Konoha's major clans. It was curious—they had been absent for so long, yet the moment Shimura Danzō fell, they hurried here in full force.
The clan heads rushed to Shimura Danzō's body, their faces a mix of shock, disbelief, and sorrow.
"Hokage-sama, why did you leave so suddenly?" one asked, voice trembling.
"You haven't yet made Konoha stronger, so how can you just leave us now?" another lamented bitterly.
"We swear—we will find the killer and bring justice!" a third vowed fiercely.
Uchiha Fugaku watched this spectacle with quiet amusement, a bitter laugh escaping him.
The clan heads suddenly turned their angry gazes toward him.
"Chief Fugaku, how can you laugh at the death of the Hokage?"
"Do you even know who killed him?"
"Yes, Chief Fugaku! Tell us who the murderer is!"
With a sly grin, Fugaku looked around at the assembled leaders. "Do you really want to know who killed Shimura Danzō?"
Unease flickered across some faces. But others, stubborn and desperate, demanded, "Yes! Please tell us, Chief Fugaku!"
Fugaku's eyes gleamed with calculated coldness. "I killed Shimura Danzō."
A stunned silence fell over the crowd. No one expected such a confession. The standard playbook was to blame an unknown fugitive and rally the village behind re-electing a new Hokage. But Fugaku had thrown the rules out the window.
Confusion rippled through the group.
Fugaku was well aware of the clan leaders' thoughts. Initially, he had planned to pin Shimura Danzō's death on someone else to keep things neat—allowing the clans to pick a new Hokage and leaving him in the shadows, waiting for a better opportunity.
But that plan wouldn't do. The leaders would never select him, and his chance at Hokage would be lost forever.
No, it was better to be upfront and use force if necessary. If anyone opposed his claim, they would be dealt with swiftly.
His confidence in his own power was unshakable.
And if push came to shove, he still had his son, Uchiha Itachi, at his side. Together, with their Mangekyō Sharingan, and backed by the elite Uchiha clan warriors, their power was terrifying.
Fugaku felt a twinge of regret for Uchiha Shisui—if he were still alive, the clan would wield three pairs of Mangekyō eyes. But Shisui was gone. Two pairs would have to suffice.
"We're the rightful heirs to power in Konoha," Fugaku said, voice heavy with authority. "I killed Shimura Danzō to avenge the genius of our clan—Uchiha Shisui. Now that the Hokage is dead, I will take his place."
He turned his cold gaze on the clan leaders. "Who's in favor? Who's against?"
Nara Shikaku swallowed nervously. Things were spiraling out of control, far beyond what anyone had imagined.
He had thought the Uchiha could be used as a weapon against Shimura Danzō, nothing more. But now, the knife was unstable—it might cut everyone if handled carelessly.
"I don't mean anything else," Fugaku continued with icy clarity, "I just want you to know—I personally killed Shimura Danzō. If you want revenge, come and get it!"
Cold sweat broke out on Nara Shikaku's forehead. He realized that he had truly made a grave mistake.
The clan leaders stood frozen, speechless.
Fugaku looked over them with disdainful eyes and a cruel smile.
"How dare that old man Shimura Danzō murder the greatest talent of our Uchiha family, Uchiha Shisui."
He raised his voice so all could hear, "Now, I have avenged our clan with my own hands! The Hokage is dead—so I should be the next one to lead Konoha. Who here dares to oppose me?"
The clan leaders exchanged uneasy glances.
Suddenly, two of them stood up, faces stern and voices sharp.
"Chief Fugaku, don't push your luck! The Hokage's position is not something anyone can just seize!"
Fugaku's face darkened with anger.
In an instant, he drew his knife and moved forward in a flash.
Before the two men could react, Fugaku swung his blade down with deadly precision.
Their heads were severed cleanly from their bodies, and they fell silent before they could even scream.
The remaining clan leaders looked on in horror. Fugaku had gone mad—and was now willing to kill anyone who stood in his way.
Once the two bodies hit the ground, Fugaku turned back to the rest, his voice cold as steel.
"Does anyone else have objections to me becoming Hokage?"
Without hesitation, he activated his Mangekyō Sharingan.
Gasps erupted around the clearing as everyone saw his eyes flare with deadly power.
The name "Mangekyō Sharingan" immediately flashed through their minds—the legendary, fearsome power that only a select few Uchiha wielded.
They remembered Uchiha Madara, who possessed such eyes and was said to be comparable to the Ninja God, Senju Hashirama.
The gravity of Fugaku's power left the clan leaders stunned.
Seeing their fear, Fugaku nodded smugly.
"So, does anyone still oppose me?"
No one dared to speak.
One by one, they nodded in reluctant agreement.
"It's right that Chief Fugaku become Hokage."
"Yes, with Fugaku leading, Konoha will surely prosper."
"Chief Fugaku is the hope of Konoha Village!"
Fugaku laughed aloud, filled with triumph.
"Don't worry! When I become Hokage, I will lead Konoha to a glorious future!"
The Uchiha clan erupted in cheers.
"The clan leader is mighty! The clan leader is mighty!" they shouted, full of excitement.
Watching this, Uchiha Itachi felt a strange sense of numbness.
He hadn't expected the situation to resolve so quickly.
He thought there would be a fierce battle between the Uchiha and the rest of the village—one that would drag Konoha into chaos.
Instead, it ended with the death of Shimura Danzō and Fugaku's sudden ascension.
Itachi murmured quietly to himself, "Shisui, you seemed to have taken all of this far too seriously…"
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