The Night of the Massacre

"Don't kill me..."

"You're not worth killing. My foolish little brother, if you want to kill me, then hate me, despise me, and live on in disgrace. Run with everything you have. Cling to your miserable life with everything you have!"

This was... the night of the Uchiha Clan Massacre!

Uchiha Itachi stared at Sasuke Uchiha, who stood opposite him, his teeth clenched in fear. But were they the protagonists? No. The protagonist was one of the Uchiha Clan's "corpses" beside them...

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Fuck, that hurts. Who stabbed me in the kidney?!

One of the Uchiha Clan's "corpses" lying on the ground regained consciousness. But the mind that awoke wasn't the body's original owner. It belonged to an anime convention enthusiast from Blue Star.

How exactly had this transmigration happened? Naturally, the convention enthusiast had died in their previous life, and their soul had ascended into the world of Naruto.

How had they died? Their memories were a little hazy. All they remembered was apparently cosplaying a charismatic villain at a convention, and then... then some fanatical lunatic had stabbed them in the kidney...

Wait. My kidney?

Fuck, I got stabbed before transmigrating, and now I've transmigrated into someone who's also been stabbed. Isn't this whole transmigration thing a little too... too painful?

The owner of this body was named Chinatsu Uchiha. She was Shisui Uchiha's younger sister and a contemporary of Uchiha Itachi. She served as a big sister to the younger members of the Uchiha Clan, was well liked within the clan, and was highly regarded as a... proper lady???

Damn it, why me? I had a perfectly good life on Blue Star. Leave transmigration to the protagonists of novels and manga. I don't want it.

Uchiha Clan + massacre night + starting out stabbed = a hellish opening!

Damn it, how can I die right after transmigrating? This kind of plot... I refuse!

And so, Uchiha Itachi and Sasuke Uchiha witnessed a sight that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

The blood-soaked corpse slowly climbed up from the ground like a zombie. Her disheveled hair covered her face completely. Of course, her face was splattered with blood too, so even with her hair brushed aside, she would have been terrifying enough.

"Ah! Aaaaaah!!!"

Sasuke fell flat on his backside in terror, his pupils trembling wildly. Across from him, Uchiha Itachi also wore an expression of disbelief.

How is she still alive?

Impossible. I mastered killing in a single strike during my time in the Anbu. With that placement and force, even if she didn't die instantly, she should have bled to death within seconds.

Could she have been hiding her strength?

Uchiha Itachi quickly reviewed everything he knew about Chinatsu. But even after going over it all, he could recall no sign that she had ever concealed her strength. She was simply an ordinary, very charming woman.

At that moment, the blood-soaked Chinatsu could barely stay on her feet, swaying unsteadily. Yet that very condition gave her an eerie air.

Sasuke sat on the ground, too frightened to form a coherent sentence. Itachi remained wary, even wondering whether what he was seeing was some kind of genjutsu.

Why did Itachi think that?

Because the wound he had stabbed into Chinatsu was still spurting blood. Any normal person who had lost that much blood should have been long dead, right?

A masked man suddenly appeared beside Uchiha Itachi. He glanced at Itachi, then turned toward the girl spurting blood in front of them.

"Itachi, what's going on? Didn't we agree to leave only one alive?" the Masked Man asked softly. Itachi fell silent for a moment.

"We're done here. Let's withdraw."

"Withdraw? Fine, I'll leave it to you. Just don't regret it."

Itachi and the Masked Man vanished in a flash, disappearing from Chinatsu and Sasuke's sight. Meanwhile, Sasuke, who was sitting on the ground beside Chinatsu, gradually calmed down. He stared at her with wide eyes, slowly recognizing her.

"Chi... Chinatsu... big... big sister!"

"Blood! So much blood! Big sister, don't die, don't die! I don't want to be all alone..."

Once he recognized her, he scrambled up from the ground and went to her side, trying to stop the bleeding. But he had no idea how. He could only wait helplessly as she continued to spurt blood, until Konoha's Anbu arrived and rushed her to Konoha Hospital.

The medical ninja at Konoha Hospital were horrified by how much blood Chinatsu was losing. There was no time to decide who would take charge. Everyone capable of advanced Medical Ninjutsu joined in to treat her.

Before treatment, the medical ninja assessed Chinatsu's condition as, "Barely a chance of survival. Even with everything we've got, we may not be able to save her."

But what actually happened left them stunned. Their all-out treatment did nothing at all. The wound on Chinatsu's body healed on its own.

For a moment, the hospital's medical ninja began questioning everything they knew. That speed of regeneration... was she really human?

Chinatsu didn't wake up immediately, however. Matters of the mind were beyond what these medical ninja could help with, so all they could do was wait.

Soon, the sun rose on the following day.

News of the Uchiha Clan's destruction spread throughout Konoha and even across the world.

Only two members of the Uchiha Clan had survived. The major villages all developed a keen "interest" in the Sharingan, the Kekkei Genkai of Konoha's Uchiha Clan.

At noon the following day.

After being stabbed twice in quick succession and nearly dying both times, Chinatsu slowly opened her eyes.

An unfamiliar ceiling...

Chinatsu shifted around on the bed and sat up against the headboard. As she raised her head, her gaze happened to fall on the large mirror directly in front of her.

Beautiful, long black hair, blood-red eyes, and delicate features. With her face at rest, there wasn't the slightest hint of menace in it. She looked utterly harmless.

"So I'm a textbook Yamato Nadeshiko? All I did was go to an anime convention. Isn't this a bit much? Look at these skinny little arms... Still, these looks really are amazing. Never mind anyone else, even I'm falling for myself..."

Chinatsu couldn't help staring at herself in the mirror. She reached up and stroked her cheek. The more she touched it, the more real it all felt, and the angrier she became about Uchiha Itachi stabbing her.

Uchiha Itachi, the next time we meet, I'm definitely stabbing you in the kidney too!

Chinatsu clenched her fist, her expression full of resolve. Uchiha Itachi might have been a charismatic and immensely popular character, but that wouldn't stand in the way of her "revenge."

Then she noticed the young Sasuke beside her bed. He sat on a small chair, asleep with his upper body slumped over the bedside.

"Big sister... don't die... don't die..."