Naruto: Uchiha Destroys Konoha at the Start.

"Kaito, has Itachi... Did he betray us?!"

In the small courtyard, a young man asked Kaito in a deep voice.

"Yes, he has reached an agreement with the upper levels of Konoha!"

"This ungrateful thing, I didn't expect him to be this kind of person!"

After receiving Kaito's affirmative reply, the young man immediately cursed.

This young man was Tekka, six years older than Kaito, who had taken good care of him since childhood.

Now, Tekka had the strength of a Jonin and was one of the young talents of the Uchiha clan in this era.

The others also cursed. After all, the feeling of being betrayed by a relative was not a good one!

They didn't doubt whether Kaito was lying—after all, they had watched him grow up.

Moreover, as the recognized third powerhouse of the Uchiha after Shisui's death, Kaito also held great prestige in the clan!

As for the first powerhouse, it was naturally Itachi, who had opened the Mangekyo Sharingan, and the second powerhouse was Fugaku, who had deeply hidden his Mangekyo and never exposed it to the outside world! 

After the curses, Tekka suddenly frowned deeply.

He asked in a deep voice, "Kaito, what should we do next?"

"Yes, Kaito, you are the strongest among us now, so you can make the decisions!"

"Yes…"

The others immediately chimed in.

Kaito nodded and said, "Now that Itachi has colluded with the senior officials of Konoha, I guess they will act tonight!"

"So, in the next few hours, I need you to gather as many clansmen you can trust as possible, so we aren't picked off one by one by Konoha!"

Tekka nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, we'll do it now!"

The Uchiha clan was also divided into close and distant relations, so Kaito naturally needed to save the closest people first.

"Then... what should we do about that traitor, Itachi?"

Tekka asked hesitantly—after all, Itachi had unlocked the Mangekyo Sharingan.

"Itachi... I'll take care of him myself!"

With that, Kaito opened his eyes, and a swirling Mangekyo Sharingan instantly appeared in his gaze!

"This... this is..."

Tekka swallowed hard. "Mangekyo Sharingan!"

The others were equally stunned at the sight.

Kaito nodded, his voice cold and resolute.

"With these eyes, I will make Konoha pay the price this time."

***

The sun bled into the horizon, streaking the sky in molten reds and golds. At the edge of one of Konoha's training grounds, Itachi Uchiha stood alone, motionless. 

Leaves rustled softly. Every sound tonight felt amplified, like the world was holding its breath.

He didn't turn. He didn't need to. He already knew someone was there.

A figure emerged from the treeline, slow and deliberate. He wore a spiraled orange mask—bizarre and unsettling. Only one eye was visible. The space around him seemed to bend, wrong in a way that made the air taste off.

"I need your help."

Itachi's voice cut through the darkness, each word weighted with grim purpose. He stood rigid before the masked figure, his Sharingan glinting faintly in the moonlight.

Obito tilted his head slightly, the orange swirl of his mask catching what little light there was. Beneath it, a smirk twisted his lips.

"So you've finally chosen your path," he mused, the amusement evident in his tone.

Itachi gave a single sharp nod. "A clan so consumed by arrogance... they've become a threat to the very village they swore to protect."

A low chuckle escaped Obito's mask, the sound dripping with dark amusement. "I'll lend you my blade... on one condition."

"I know." Itachi didn't let him finish. "I'll join your organization afterward."

"Good." Obito's voice lost its mocking edge, turning deadly serious. "We understand each other then."

Without another word, Itachi turned on his heel, his cloak flaring as he strode toward the Uchiha district. Behind him, space itself warped and twisted as Obito vanished into nothingness.