The black flames of Amaterasu flung forth.

His lone Sharingan spinning full of chakra to suppress the ever-burning flames, the young man that they originated from cried out slightly as he was swallowed up by a green light.
"No!" The masked man screamed, literally tearing a hole in reality with his own powers to attempt to stop whatever was happening. In no time at all the 'true' leader of Akatsuki stood alone in the room, his sole living relative having vanished before his eyes. At that moment he came to the only logical conclusion as he screamed out. "Damn you Itachi!"

He couldn't have been more wrong.