Prolouge

Hashirama knew he died, he knew that. He just didn't know why he died.

Well, he did. Curse old age.

The next thing he knew, he woke up as a fifteen year old UCHIHA girl in a place where nothing made sense.

What was a gun? A car? A phone? What the bloody heck is por-?

Nevermind. He knew that last one.

WARNING: I do not own anything other than plot, the cover and my OC.