~Morning Sorrow~

Sorrow’s abilities with Sharingan were not automatically activated inside her at birth. It was only first unlocked after a rather difficult scenario, after which she was able to use her Sharingan freely.
Sorrow at the age of eight, was living in a humble home on the periphery of her old village. The young Sorrow cried for her father as her mother held her back from the horrendous chaos commencing out side there doors. Following this, the mother harshly whispered as she held her daughter in safety, taking her to the child’s room. Sorrow was carried as tears streamed down her face while she looked back towards the door, clinging close to her mother's comfort. “But he will get hurt!” she spoke in a sobbed tone. Her mother replied in a cracked voice as they entered the safety of the room “Father is strong, he will be alright. Don’t worry; you must sleep now, Hurry” The child retorted “Will he??” as she was placed into the warmth of her bed. “Yes baby” her mother spoke as she tucked Sorrow into bed tight.
Every morning Sorrow awoke father was still gone. Unknown to young Sorrow her father and leader of the Uchiha, was keeping there home safe by fighting off the band of rouge ninja who were continuously attacking and ransacking the inner section of there village.
Sorrow’s only escape from the pain she felt from her father’s absence was found in training. When she had been even younger she would sit outside in the field as she would watch her father train till dusk. As the sun set she would watch the embers of his jutsus glow against the darkened night time sky. She reiterated what she saw according to her father’s movements and actions, in that very same field. As time grew longer with her father gone the more pain she felt causing her to train even more.
The twenty third dawn of her father’s departure was the morning Sorrow first endured the proper situation to unleash her first tomoe. She was copying what she later on found out to be the Great Fireball Technique, a common family jutsu of the Uchiha clan. She had seen her father do this countless times. In a way she could feel his presence guiding her, showing her how to accomplish this task. On the dusk of that day, just as the sun was set and the light in her eyes grew in contrast with the darkness of the sky above her the lurking feeling that her father was forever gone had risen to new extents. Just as claimed before her Sorrow on that morning pushed through her chest like a kunai piercing through her heart. With her last exertion of strength and once again with tears cascading down her dirt warn cheeks she succeeded at releasing a long direct inferno stream of fire with her chakera.
Just as the stream came forth burning a section of the field two amazing situations occurred. First one tomoe appeared in both of her eyes, acknowledging the fact she had acquired her first stage of Sharingan. However more important to her, she heard the voice of her father in the distance, clearly calling for her.

About a year goes by...

Unlike Sorrow’s resent mornings she awoke to the relaxing calm of a normal day-to-day sound, common to any house hold of four. It seems as though, at least for a year now, the dust had finally settled in there village. Her father was back from fending of the rouges and had returned rather proud of his only daughters recent achievement. Every one, part of the family, was generally back to being normal.
Her mother was going about doing simple house hold tasks as always, and Sorrow’s young brother, then at the age of three, was clinging to there father with a smile, just as she had when she was that age.
Sorrow’s father, after his return, made her aware that with continued use, the Uchiha clan’s Sharingan evolves, which involves gaining tomoe and strength. She knew through this she could also acquire pride from her father and she desired this just as she desired his return and safety.
This new motivation was not as powerful as her precedent. However it sufficed in her gaining one more tomoe in her left eye. Her father trained her with her sharingan and through repeated use that is how it was attained. This resulted with her having a total of three tomoe, not quite the second stage of Sharingan but close.
[tp be continued]