70Okay, I know this needed to be updated a million years ago, I just had no idea what to do…. ^.^;
I realize the fight in the last chapter was HORRIBLY WRITTEN, SHORT, AND HORRABLY WRITTEN. I PROMISE, I WILL NEVER FAIL LIE THAT, EVER AGAIN. THE BATTLE SCENES AFTER THIS WILL BE AMAZILY AMZING AND NOT LIKE THAT.
At least I will try. ^^
This chapter will be long to make up for that wait. I'm telling myself this, not you.
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Anyway, I went to a convention and I met Chuck Huber! *Rolls around fangirling out to sea*
Okay…
Sorry if some things are misspelled, (Names) I'm really tired and I don't have the patience to check.
DO NOT OWN EITHER DMWL OR BLEACH! I only own Zarce and the plot.
I recommend "Here comes the end Again" by Eyeshine for fights this chapter.
Chapter XI: Repercussions
Rukia and the others were forced to watch as Ichigo had his heart cut out. They fought their captors, kicking, trying to get to their fallen friend. He had a pained expression on his face and his hands clawed at the table inadvertently, actually leaving gashes.
They kept calling out for them to stop, to leave him alone, to keep his heart intact.
Tamaki kept a thick smile on his face as he stepped in front of the human, Soul Reaper, and Quincy. His shoes scuffed the floor, making a painful squeak that made everyone, even Rei winced. "I know what I'm doing, fools. This was always my plan. He will be my weapon, forever." The stuffed his hands in his pockets and turned his back to the observers.
Ichigo had stiffened as Rei pulled out his heart, setting it in a jar filled with clear liquid. The mass of chambers shifted and turned the water scarlet.
The room was silent, everyone watching the Soul Reaper.
A couple second passed, ten, twenty, and Tamaki, for the first time in weeks seemed to have a wiggle of doubt in his mind.
A man in the corner, hood covering his face in thick shadows stepped forward.
The silence was broken by shifting wind and the feeling of heavy reitsu pressing down on everyone, causing all but the stranger to fall to their knees.
The bindings on Ichigo snapped and his body arched up white cascading forward from his wide open jaws. It also flowed from his bloody chest hole.
His screams sent shivers through all. He had then fallen to the floor, clawing at his features, thick with white and red.
His breath came out with shudders that took on a warped tone like his inner hollows. He never stopped fighting the white, but it eventually consumed him.
He lay on the floor, his chest heaving up and down, his sharp teeth agape with mist sliding out. Two bull horns curved out of his head and he started getting up, clawed hands clawing at the ground.
He stood tall, eyes gold and black. The cloaked man clapped, and pulled his hood down, revealing Aizen. (You all saw it coming.) On his face, a grin so cool and in control it could set anyone who looking him in the face a few steps back.
The now transformed Ichigo didn't however, and extended his hand out. His chest didn't contain a perfect hollow hole lie usual, but was still that of his after his heart was cut out. Blood swirled from it, flying down the hollow's arm and forming Tensa Zangetsu. The blade was a bit longer, and jagged.
On the floor near him lay his collar, broken beyond repair.
The hollow let out a fierce scream and launched forward, his branch of sin meeting Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu about an inch from Aizen's nose. The hollow's face was right up there, and he pushed strongly on Aizen's blade.
Sparks cascaded down between them, but Aizen's smile never faltered. The battle of power kept up for a few seconds, until Aizen's smile widened. "Hado number four, Byakurai." The traitor had managed to get a finger up, and the white lighting sped through Ichigo's form, knocking him backwards.
"Amazing!" Tamaki said, getting up from where he sat on the floor. "Such sheer power! Such…" His complements of Ichigo where cut off with the hollow's screech. The perfect circle where the lightning had gone through him was closing up on its self.
Aizen smile stayed absolutely static. "Your instant regeneration is much better, Ichigo. Your growing. Your also smart enough to not close your source of blood." Aizen let his blade fall to his side. "Show me what you've got, Kurosaki!"
The Hollow screeched again and spread his legs slightly leaning forward and charged a Cero in-between his horns.
It fired, shooting it's red beam at Aizen.
"Bakudo number 81, Danku."
A barrier rose up between Aizen and the destructive force, causing red light to fire at the ceiling, walls, and all around.
Luckily, no one had been on the other side of the Bakudo.
In the confusion and heat of the moment, Rukia, Uryu, and Orihime's captors had let go of them in awe, but the three remained. Transfixed as the others had been by Ichigo's appearance.
He had seemed savage and dark, and his eyes held nothing but they want to kill.
The barrier dissipated, and Ichigo was fast behind it, sword outstretched ready to taste blood.
Aizen managed to dodge to the side, spinning and leaving a gash on the hollow's arm that had healed just moments later.
Ichigo growled darkly, a ring of spiritual pressure rising up around him as he let out a ferocious scream. His branch of sin shortened, no longer forming the Tensa Zangetsu he had normally used, but a shorter, one handed form of it. In his other hand, an exact copy was gripped tightly.
Now duel wielding, the hollow rushed Aizen again, raising both blades and swinging them down at Aizen. The former captain held out his blade, vertically. Both the short swords caught on it and both the power houses were once again pressing blade to blade.
They both jumped back as a fast bullet of blood flew at them.
"Hey!" Ganta Igarashi said roughly as he held out his hand, another blood bullet formed in his palm ready to fire stood on the fallen body of a guard. Shiro jumped up and down behind him, shouting her usual fight chant. By him Senji stood, his own branch of sin at the ready.
The hollow looked over at them, silence falling over the room as he turned to him and began charging another Cero, pointed directly at his new friends.
The swirling mass of energy grew bigger, and Tamaki called out to Aizen. "Stop him! I can't have him killing my toy's!"
Aizen put a finger on his brow, closing his eyes as if appearing tired of a child's fanatics. "Fine." He said, putting up another Danku between the three deadmen and cero just as it fired.
As the smoke dissipated, Ganta had apparently fallen backwards and Senji stood in front of him. "I wouldn't have come here, except I felt this would be an exciting battle."
Having apparently forgotten Aizen, the hollowfied Ichigo raced forward, branch of sin extended and ready to pierce Senji.
The deadman had brought up his blood scythes in time to block the two blades. They had come at him far apart, and as he had blocked them, he left his mid section un guarded.
The hollow's knee came up and hit him heavily in the chest, knocking him back.
A drop of sweat dripped from Rukia's brow. The hollow's recent action proved he was just a mindless beast at this point, just bent on hurting anyone it would. No intelligence, just instinct.
She called out to him, shouting his name. "Ichigo, you dumbass!"
Senji got up as the hollow stood still, eyes staring straight forward as his grip on the swords tightened.
The inmate ran forward with a great speed, managing to land his scythe in the hollow. However, it didn't move and appeared to be fazed or hurt by Senji's branch of sin.
He just continued to stand still. Senji pulled back, but didn't leave his tense fighting position.
The silence was filled by a shout.
"You are so stupid you don't know your own friends, obviously here to help you!? Where is your sanity, Ichigo!?"
The Vasto Lorde turned to the violet eyes soul reaper.
Then promptly stuck his middle finger up at her.
Shirosaki grit his teeth from where he stood in front of a jutting stone on the side of a side scraper.
"The godamn nerve of that godamn woman! Doesn't she realize I know can do whatever I want on my own damn accord!" his tone was rough and full of vanity.
"No…" Ichigo said from where he was attached to the large stone, rings and rings of chain encasing his body and multiple daggers penetrating him where he was not being bound. Only his face was unscathed, though a trickle of blood ran through his lips.
"Shut up." The hollow said, turning around and planting his white Tensa Zangetsu next to Ichigo's head.
Ichigo grit his teeth, and closed his eyes. This was so damn annoying. The Hollow had easily overpowered him and knocked him down. When he had awoken this is where he had been. IChgio eyes the sword close to face and shifted, trying to break his arms free. The weapon was so damn close!
"Give it up, horse. I'm king now." Ichigo's white reflection said taking the sword back.
"Time for more fun!"
The hollow let out a low growl, as he turned from where he flipped off Rukia and launched once more at Senji.
Anger was now evident in his strokes, along with a fierce enjoyment. They traded strokes, and it was obvious they seemed evenly matched, and even then, it was also obvious Shirosaki was holding back.
Senji made a sideways slash and Shirosaki put up a sword to block it and managed to, with his other sword, lash out and make a deep gash on Senji's other arm as he tried to block.
The hollow jumped back and with a smile, held out one sword.
"Getsuga…"
His voice was thick as he swung one of his swords down and the blood launched forward in an arch of Razor sharp power.
"Tensho!"
Senji was thrown against the wall and his chest was bleeding heavily.
Rukia was still getting over the fact that the hollow had flipped her off when Tamaki ran past her and gripped Aizens arm tight.
"Godammit, get him to stop attacking things and obey us! Also, get that damn Hollow off my toy for Christ's sake!"
Aizen pulled his arm free. "I guess it's time to stop fooling around," he said lifting an arm up.
"Bakudo number sixty two, Hyapporankan."A rod formed and shot at Shirosaki's back then split into multiple rods, impaling him and pinning him to the wall.
The hollow let out an angry shriek as Aizen flash stepped right next to him.
"Play time's over." Aizen said coolly.
"Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm…"
Half-way through the incantation Shirosaki was spitting and had managed to free one arm from the rods.
"You'll regret this!" he spat out, words laced with his overflowing anger and venom.
"… The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle! Hado sixty-three, Raikōhō!" As Aizen finished the incantation as massive wave of energy hit Shirosaki straight in the back.
The wall he was pinned on broke and he was thrown forward, unconscious. Dust rained down and everyone covered their eyes but Aizen, who strode forward and picked up Ichigo's form.
"Tamaki, take our audience and uninvited guests back to their cells. We don't want them to interfere." Aizen said as he walked up to the Director.
"Then join me so we can begin Phase two."
Tamaki let out a shrill laugh then looked into the corner. "A little help, Zarce?"
The black haired man had been in the corner watching the events pass unnoticed. "Sure," he said with a sigh getting up. He approached the three from Karikura and nudged them up. The guards had re-gained their composure and grabbed them as well, pushing them forward.
Their eyes had taken on a haunted quality and they didn't seem to fight the flow. They felt like they just lost a friend.
Zarce then turned his fierce gaze to Ganta, Shiro and Senji. The boy and white haired girl had ran over to him and tried to help him up. "Come on, don't resist or I will enjoy taking your head off. Those three seemed to be in slight shock as well. Ganta more than the other two.
Zarce and the guards took the six out of the room, followed by Tamaki and Rei, who was unconscious and being carried by another guard.
They were taken to a large cell, Tamaki seemed a bit too eager to get to this 'Phase Two,' he didn't bother taking them to separate cages.
When they were locked inside, Senji sat down and sighed while the others just kind of stood around, in shock still. Except Shiro, who was looking at them with worry, but not shock.
Two of the guards stood outside the cage as Zarce left with Tamaki and the other two.
After they were a bit down the hall, Zarce stopped in front of Tamaki. "So, you go to let me out now? I did everything you had said to do."
Tamaki pushed up his glasses. "No," he said plainly, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"I said no. I never intended to let you out, your just a pawn, my dear Zarce." The black haired boys grit his teeth and clenched his fists, blood dripping through his finger tips.
Blood formed around Tamaki's neck and a blade was about two inches from impaling his eye sockets. He heard the sound of guns and tasers power up behind him, and Tamaki took his glasses off, and began to clean them on his shirt.
"I would recommend you not do that, Zarce. Or you will die a long and painful death. Then there will never be an escape for you. Death does not count."
The blood slowly lost form as it slipped away and reentered Zarce's blood stream. His head lowered, he was lead away by the guard who didn't lower their guns.
Tamaki laughed.
Aizen stood silently, waiting for his associate, the hollow still slumped unconscious over his shoulder.
Tamaki walked in with a pleasant grin on his face. "Shall we go?" He said with a flourish.
Aizen nodded, "We shall." They both disappeared in a flash of light.
I hope you enjoyed, and i hope it was long enough. Over two thousand words... eh... Please don't yell at me for shortness. other than that, Reviews are rewarded with hugs by a chibi Shiro ^.^ Flames are going to be hunted down by Stabbity-Stab-Stab. .
Ciao~!