Solar Eclipse

Sasuke's POV

I was actually sorta glad I brought the disgusting snake back to life, he was on my side and he wasn't going to leave. It was like I was the Master for once, and he happened to be the obedient student or child. As this discussion continued about the war and such, I was wondering within my own mind whether I should help the Leaf or destroy it, even though Lord First has not gave me any answers to my questions.

"Orochimaru, was it? You seem to be misunderstanding something. The fact that you've upped the precision of the Reanimation since the last time shall be your downfall. Now that we've been revived at close to our original power, I am not someone who can be bound by the Reanimation of one such as you!" Lord Second declared, his hand on the wall and applying so much force to cause it have different cracks within it. "Do not forget I am the one who devised this jutsu in the first place. Older brother, you must agree with me here that we have no choice. I will take action!" 

"Sarutobi, you sure raised quite a shinobi." Lord First adddd, referring to Orochimaru. Since he was the one who cast the Reanimation Jutsu, it seemed as if Lord Second could no longer move. Orochimaru was in full control here and he had the advantage. No, we had the advantage. 

"It is an honor to be praised by the God of Shinobi himself." Orochimaru chuckled, causing Lord First to break out into laughter, along with his younger brother being frozen in place of course. 

"He's acquired my cells and enhanced his power to bind us!" Tobirama shouted. 

"Orochimaru, do not fret. My priority is to undo the ill feelings that are binding this child. I don't know what he'll decide after he is done listening to me, but if we ignore him now he will definitely become the next Madara. If that happens, ending the war and winning will be meaningless." Lord First stated. 

Tobirama sighed. "Do as you please, older brother." He said in a low mumble. 

Sitting down and preparing himself for this 'long story', Lord First began to speak again. "Now then, where do I start? Yes..." He paused for a moment. "In order to talk to you about village and shinobi, I must first speak of the Uchiha and Senju Clans." After explaining his story on his battle with Madara and a bit of background of their childhood, Hashirama continued to speak. "I don't know how Madara returned to life now, I definitely killed my friend for the sake of the village. That's right, the village that Madara and I first envisioned is something that joined one clan to another. It was an invaluable cornerstone that created order out of chaos, then maintained it. It protected the village and averted pointless conflict, making peace a reality. However, it gave rise to despair the kind that your brother Itachi was forced to bear. Perhaps what Madara said was correct after all, maybe he foresaw this state of affairs. I am the shinobi who created these circumstances. Furthermore, I am the one who considered them acceptable. I believe that shinobi are those who endure for a purpose, but depending on what that purpose is, a person can change. Just as Madara and I did." He stated wisely. 

"Shinobi...they are people who endure to achieve their goal..." I repeated. 

"For me, it was building a village, but it seems Madara found something else. This plan of Madara's that Orochimaru has spoke of earlier to erase all of the shinobi in the word, I don't know what that means in literal terms but-" I cut him off. 

"It is the Infinite Tsukuyomi where village, shinobi, and citizen are all irrelevant. He intends to put everybody under a genjutsu and manipulate them as he sees fit. To negate everything that my older brother, Madara's younger brother, and all of you have tried to protect. My brother inherited your will even without talking to you." My face saddened, slowly closing my eyes and letting out a sigh. "My older brother...even as he shouldered that heavy responsibility for the clan..." I stopped, the sadness overwhelming me. Then I found the courage to begin again; "He was forced to kill his own clan and endure the brand as a Rogue Ninja. Yet, he continued to keep an eye to the organization that wanted to harm the village. And even in death...my older brother endured longer and harder than you did. He died stating he was proud to be a Leaf Shinobi. Suddenly, a somewhat relived smile formed on my face. "Isn't it ironic that the shinobi who understood you more than anyone else was from the Uchiha Clan?"