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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 18:18:52 GMT -6
Gin’s head spun as the pain he’d been pushing back radiated all over his body and his throat constricted. He growled, barely hearing the other enemy’s words.
“… as a child as you are now?"
Then, the pain faded and his eyes drooped. What the hell? He shook his head, trying to fend off the wave of extreme exhaustion but only ended up on his hands and knees, grasping as his strength slipped further away…
“Damn it,” he cursed aloud, “you’re the aging freak!” he snapped.
Just as that wave passed and more phantom wounds ripped through his body from more battles and skirmishes. Throwing his blade towards the other one, he lunged at the fiend in front, hoping to halt the regression.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 29, 2015 18:32:51 GMT -6
Kita panicked and dropped the shield as she quickly ran to Gin's side one hand rested to his back the other to his arm closest to her. She looked up at the twins with narrowed eyes. "STOP THIS!! STOP IT NOW!!"
Her head wenched around as she looked to Ulquiorra, "MAKE THEM STOP THIS!! THEY'RE GOING TO KILL HIM!!"
She looked to Gin as his body quaked his body growing younger and still yet younger. "My Love..." Kita voice quaked as badly as his body as tears rolled down her cheeks.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 18:45:02 GMT -6
Gin chuckled hoarsely as the regression continued with Kita’s words echoing in his ears. “Never thought I would be reminiscing the old days quite like this,” he muttered, unable to even clutch for Kita’s hand. Blood raced in his ears and through his blurred eyes. A crimson swath he could never forget.
Ulquiorra’s voice joined the chorus closer to him. “If it kills him, then he’s truly not the man he was.”
Gin smirked.
“Hate… to break it to you,” he snapped through chattering teeth as wound after wound opened on his body and more screams pounded against his eardrums, “but I am still here.”
He slumped forwards, his kimono shrinking with him as he really started de-aging, growing younger, falling back to the beginning of it all…
To the decision....
Gin cried out and snatched up his blade. Shinsou screamed as it ripped off an arm of the first opponent. Pale crystalline eyes narrowed underneath silver bangs as the teen's blade retracted and blood drenched his clothes.
"Really, now," the boy smiled, tone eerie, "did you not do your homework?" His hand tightened around his blade as more memories played in his mind. "I'm your worst nightmare at any time or age. It's just my nature~" He snickered.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 29, 2015 19:06:30 GMT -6
Kita fell back as Gin lurched up from his hunched position on the floor. Her eyes widened as she watched Shinsou remove the dark headed one's arm. The Ayakashi laughed as the one with white hair appeared beside him, touching his shoulder he snapped his fingers three times quickly. The missing arm appeared as quickly as it was removed. The dark headed one patted his chest, stopping his regression as a wide smirk appeared across his lips.
"For that, I think I will take your woman." He looked at Kita and winked. "You will make a tasty treat after I finish with the punk." He looked back to Gin as the white headed one lifted his hand his fingers in a snapping position.
"NO!!" Kita screamed as she came forward, her hand pushing forward as a violet energy erupted from her and shot toward the Ayakashi. The two separated as Kita looked around seeing the dark haired one appear first. She released her shield again trapping him inside it. She looked quickly around as the white headed one appeared next.
"Stop this or your partner dies!" Kita growled at him.
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Post by Kagawa Eiji on Aug 29, 2015 19:46:24 GMT -6
Shibungoretsu cracked on the air, as the whip wrapped itself around the human woman. Kagawa pulled the whip tight, drawing blood. With the whip still in his hand, Kagawa sonido'd over to the child like Ichimaru and drove his fist into the child's chest. Ichimaru doubled over, bringing Shinsou to his chest.
Looking to the woman, Kagawa pulled the whip tighter. She screamed out in pain. "Release the hollow. Now," demanded Kagawa, grabbing Ichimaru by the hair and lifting him from the ground. Shinsou tore into his arm, as he looked to the wide red-eyed Ichimaru. Without another word being spoken, Kagawa slammed the Soul Reaper's face into his knees. Pulling Shinsou from Ichimaru's hands, after dropping him to the marble floor, Kagawa turned back to the woman.
"I said now," he said, twisting the handle of the whip causing the barbs along its edge to grow in length.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 29, 2015 20:20:54 GMT -6
Kita gritted her teeth as she spoke, "Not until they stop this and reverse it." She let the shield start closing on the dark haired Ayakashi. "Make them do it, or he dies."
As the whip tightened around her more the shield started closing a bit faster. She was not going to back down. She looked into the Ayakashi's eyes.
"Go ahead. Kill me. Then you can follow shortly behind me by the hands of Aizen." She let her eyes narrow more as she looked into his eyes. "Tell them to stop this and put him back to normal or the four of us get to go meet our makers."
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Post by Kagawa Eiji on Aug 29, 2015 20:52:34 GMT -6
Kagawa pulled the woman toward him, drawing her closer. "He could consider it punishment for escaping his cage. Now," Raising his hand to her, Kagawa slapped the woman hard, causing her to stumble and fall to the floor. "As for your punishment." Kagawa stepped on the woman's arm, crushing it beneath his weight.
"You will learn to head your Master's warning, Disobedience will only lead to suffering." Kagawa looked to the Ayakashi, now free of the shield. His eyes narrowed, as he lowered himself into a bow.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 21:16:56 GMT -6
Gin tilted his head as Aizen appeared with his son in his arms. The boy’s eyes widened at the sight before him - not that Gin could blame him. There was his mother crying on the ground wrapped in a bloody whip and arm twisted at a strange angle. And then there was his father, now back to the shape he had been when it had all begun and covered in old and new wounds, drenched in blood. He chuckled quietly as his pale eyes met those of his former master.
“Quit a scary masquerade you’ve brought that kid to, isn’t it?” Gin called out, tone nonchalant.
His grin grew as Aizen chuckled. “Well, well, I do have to say this brings back memories.”
Sojiro’s eyes widened. “Daddy?” he asked, face white at the blood all around him. He clung tighter to Aizen. “You said - you said we would find daddy. But Dad- Daddy isn’t here.”
Gin’s smirk froze, the plaintive cry piercing the dark euphoria surrounding him.
Kita struggled up against the whip. “Aizen, you bastard- ”
“I’m right here, Soji,” Gin replied, trying to tone down his voice. He could do nothing about the blood. “Just a little trick by Aizen-san’s friends.”
He turned his head to the side, his gut clenching at the thick satisfaction that still clung to his mind at the game that had been had. And the games that could come. The joy of the shadows…
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Aug 29, 2015 21:40:58 GMT -6
Aizen let Sojiro slide down his torso to the floor as he ran to his mother's side, throwing his arms around her neck. He looked around at the ones that had gathered in Ulquiorra's tower. His eyes stopped on Ulquiorra. He said nothing to him as his eyes then fell to the twins.
"This is your doing," Aizen said referring to Gin which was still on the floor. "Reverse the effects and get him back to normal."
Killian nodded stepping over to the Soul Reaper touching his shoulder. He snapped his fingers twice as Ilian stepped up waiting for the right moment to stop the aging.
Once Gin was at the proper age, giving a year or two they both looked to Aizen. "We came here to help the Fourth capture him. I guess we got a tad carried away."
"You're dismissed," was all Aizen told them. As the twins disappeared his eyes then went to Kagawa. He nodded slightly at Kagawa, who then disappeared as well. All that was left in the hall was himself, the Fourth, Gin, Kita and Sojiro. Ulquiorra then walked over taking hold of Kita's good arm and jerked her from the floor, Sojiro glaring at him as he fell from his mother's lap.
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 21:56:53 GMT -6
Sojiro sprang back up as soon as he fell, grabbing for his mother’s hand, pulling back as she cried out. “Mom?” he asked.
Kita looked towards him, offering her son a small smile. “I’m alright, sweetie. It’s nothing I can’t heal.” She hissed as Ulquiorra tugged her forward again. “Quit being an ass, Cuatro!”
Sojiro glared at the Espada who was hurting his mother and ran forwards, kicking him in the leg. “Let her go!” He stumbled at a spike of pain. Something brushed against his hands. And he stood again. “Now!”
The Fourth rolled his eyes at him and didn’t reply.
Sojiro’s hands clenched into fists, his bright eyes flashing from brilliant azure to pale violet. “I said…” he repeated, more slowly, “let her go.” He held up his father’s blade, pointing it at Ulquiorra.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 22:41:32 GMT -6
“SOJI!”
His wife’s scream broke the miasma surrounding him. As Gin broke out of the staring contest with his master and whirled around, beholding the glint of Shinsou in his son’s hands, his heart froze. Not happening, he growled to himself, stepping forwards. He barely got to his feet.
With a smirk, Aizen drew Kyoka Suigetsu and strode forwards. Gin’s head twisted, sensing the peril… too late, as Aizen buried his blade in the Snake’s torso, his other hand wrapping around Gin’s wrist and pinning it behind his back.
Gin gnashed his teeth, keeping back his desire to voice his pain or lash out. His arm trembling in his master’s grip. Not that he had the strength to beat him at a wrestling match now. Not with a wound in his gut. It would halt the Fourth and it would stop him. And Aizen knew it.
Aizen chuckled. “Why so impatient to spoil the moment, Ichimaru?” he murmured by his former protege’s ear. “Is the truth too difficult to face?”
Gin stayed silent, sweat beading his brow. Any reply his master would twist…
Both hands clenched.
Damn!
All this had drawn him back to calling Aizen master again. He shook his head. “This means nothing,” he hissed.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Aug 29, 2015 23:12:28 GMT -6
Kita screamed again, this time the name of the man she loved. "GIN!!" She jerked away from Ulquiorra and rushed to Gin's side as more of his blood spilled to the floor.
"YOU BASTARD!!" She growled looking quickly up at Aizen.
Ulquiorra went to move forward to grab her as Sojiro pushed the blade of Shinsou up under his chin. "I told you to leave her alone." His words spoken in a low cold growl.
Kita's blood ran cold in hearing her son and seeing her son in this way. She dropped her gaze from Aizen her head lowering. "Lower your fathers sword, Sojiro and come here."
"But mom?!" He exclaimed.
"Do as you're told." Kita told him.
Sojiro did as his mother told him as he back away from the Espada over to her and his father. His father's blood spilling out from under his mothers hand as it rested over the wound.
"Leave them alone. Do nothing to them and I will bow to you as you request."
Gin’s head snapped up. “Kita!”
“Don’t do it, Mom!” Sojiro screamed, blocking out even his father’s cry to her. Kita opened her mouth and he swung the blade.
Gin caught it with his free hand.
She lifted her bowed head and looked to Aizen. "I will be as well mannered as the Fourth, but..." She paused looking to her son and then back into Gin's eyes. "You have to allow me to heal Gin first and to see them both when I ask to see them."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 23:40:39 GMT -6
Soji wasn’t paying attention to the rest, eyes wide on the blood pouring from his father’s hand onto the blade. His mind buzzed. Back to his talk with Aizen and to the strange smile his father bore when he’d arrived. To the moment of triumph when he’d grabbed it and halted the Fourth.
Whimpering, he dropped the blade, watching it slide deeper into his father’s hand before it fell. He stumbled backwards into his mother, turning away from the overwhelming red.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Aug 29, 2015 23:41:31 GMT -6
Ulquiorra stayed where he was at, watching the exchanges to examine later. If needed. The human woman’s words seemed honest, humble even. A faint smirk curled his lips as the boy was wrapped in his mother’s arms. Brought to her knees after a few twists to her loved ones. His gaze turned to the boy for a few more moments, intrigued by the spirit shown to defy everything around him. And then moved back to his master.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Aug 29, 2015 23:43:30 GMT -6
Gin released an inaudible sigh as Kita released his wound to catch their terrified son, holding him close in her arms as he started to cry and apologize. Kita’s eyes lifted, her wide soulful eyes moving between his master’s and his own. His heart ripped.
And Gin lowered his head. He couldn’t stomach this any more than she could.
Even more so because of what was whispering in the back of his mind.
"The games," he whispered, "they never really end between us, do they?"
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