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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 8, 2016 15:54:55 GMT -6
Beginning of Hell:
Realin usually woke with the sun, but when she woke slowly, her limbs sluggish and mind fuzzy from too much sleep, she knew something was different. Her eyes blinked in the low light of the room. And then, she remembered the laughter and the voice. Aizen the nemesis of the realms. Sitting up, she noticed she was glowing. Faintly. She reached for her pendant, halting at the collar around her neck, and then moved down to grasp the family heirloom. Though it wasn’t hot, its warm temperature was foreboding enough.
Then again, she didn’t need the warning if she had indeed been snared by that black soul reaper.
And the rip in her blouse seemed to confirm that even more than her surroundings.
Fingering the rip, she rose and turned a nearby lamp’s switch, letting more wane light into the room and casting a shadow of her wings along the wall. She tried to will them back, but like the glow, they remained.
Finally folding them back, she wrapped her hand around the pendant and waited. It was all she could do. She could neither summon her bow nor her shield.
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Dec 10, 2016 11:49:45 GMT -6
The door pushed open as a tall figure clad in white entered the room. His long brown hair pulled up in the back in a ponytail, tied with a blood red ribbon. His eyes black as coal and a wicked grin across his lips. His eyes immediately adverted to the bed where the Quincy woman sat. Stepping closer to her, her hand tightened around the pendent she held within its grip.
He hesitated as his hand drew to his chest, resting just above his heart. He bowed ever so slightly to her. “Raelin Fang. I am…”
“I know who you are… Sousuke. Sousuke Aizen. King and Conqueror of Hueco Mundo, Master and Lord of Las Noches. Destroyer of Realms, Hopes and Dreams and the Reaper of Life.”
Aizen chuckled softly, his smirk very much still in place. “You give me far too much credit Quincy. I only plant the seed. It is the ones that do not know how to contend with the harvest which sows their own anguish.” He turned from her making a path across the room as he spoke. “Will you be one of them?”
“One of what?” the Quincy questioned.
His black eyes peered over his shoulder at her. “One that sows their own anguish; of course?” He turned to face her once more. “You will do as I say Raelin Fang. There will be no doubt.” Suddenly he disappeared, reappearing in front of her, his hand clenched tightly around her neck as his black eyes locked with hers and he lifted her slowly to her feet.
“Or you will die.” He released her as she fell back to the beds surface with a bounce. He did not step away from her, nor turn away. He stood tall towering over her small form as his black eyes peered down on her. “I have grown and seen my patience end over the years dealing with another of divine powers. I will not do it again. You will do as you’re told or this so called title ‘Reaper of Life’ you have given me will become a reality.”
He reached out, his hand aiming for the pendent hanging around her neck. She slapped his hand away, but as quickly as she went to wrap her hand around it once more a swift backhand from Aizen’s other hand struck her across the cheek. As she fell back to the bed he took hold of the pendent and relieved her of it with a quick jerk, snapping the chain that held it in place. He lifted the pendent above her as he watched it dangle from the end of the chain.
“It’s very lovely,” then with a slight jerk of his wrist it was flipped upward and Aizen caught it in his hand. “I will give you some time to think over your situation, Miss Fang.” The pendent disappeared into the sleeve of his kimono as he turned from her once more making a path toward the door.
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 10, 2016 12:18:38 GMT -6
“I do not need time,” Raelin replied, sitting up and wiping blood from her lip. “The answer will remain the same. I will not aid you, Aizen. It is against my training and my heritage.” She paused when Aizen turned around to face her again, but the weight of her wings behind her gave her the courage to continue. “You are a plague on the realms, and one day you will go too far and end yourself. The answer is no, Sousuke Aizen. I don’t know what you want from me, but I will not join the ranks of those that have betrayed their people because of you."
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Post by Sousuke Aizen on Dec 10, 2016 12:58:35 GMT -6
Aizen did not even pause in his retreat from the room, his path steady and firm as he moved forward. "Farewell then, Miss Fang."
As the door opened a tall dark haired demon entered the room, poison dripping from his fangs, his claws razor sharp and blood stained. He grinned madly at the white haired Quincy on the beds edge. Aizen turned at the door and looked at the young girl.
"Sada Teruo." He looked from the corner of his eyes at the demon at his side. "As requested. The Quincy woman is yours."
Aizen turned again and exited the room closing the door behind him, his final words lingering in the dead silence of the room. "Make her death as painful as possible, Sada. I want her screams to be the first to christen the halls of Rengoku."
He only heard the laughter of the demon as the door closed behind him.
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Post by Sada Teruo on Dec 13, 2016 11:32:44 GMT -6
Teruo grinned, poison flowing from his lips. "I am to make your death as painful as possible." He licked his lips as he crept toward her. Raising a hand, his bared his claws. "A demon feasting on an angel." His grin grew wide. "Oh dear Angel. This is poison that flows from me. Even worse, is that the cure for my poison also flows from me." Teruo's grin grew wider still as the angel braced herself.
"I believe..." said Teruo as he leaned forward, brushing his lips along her cheek. "I will start with those dreadful wings of yours."
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 13, 2016 11:57:39 GMT -6
Raelin tried to remain immobile but flinched back as his lips brushed against her cheek. He laughed lowly and her wings unfolded behind her, spreading wide against the demonic threat present. As if the glow of her divine gift would protect her. She stood up and recalling the power trying to crush her when she freed Ichimaru the second time, she stated, “I’ve purified that scourge from many of your victims.”
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Post by Sada Teruo on Dec 13, 2016 12:31:37 GMT -6
Teruo chuckled, his hazy purple eyes glowing with delight. "Oh of course you did. The things is...My poison lingers. Never completely flushed out. It's like a splinter buried too deep in the skin. You forget about it. You move on. But, then one day, it reminds you that it is there." Teruo grinned, baring his fangs.
"I am just waiting for the day." he whispered. "Meanwhile, the blood you shed this day will suffice." Teruo grabbed the angel by the neck quickly, squeezing tightly as the woman gasped for air. He reached behind her, taking ahold of one of her wings. "I wish to hear you scream, dear one. Do make it loud." Teruo pulled at her wing, grinning at the sound of breaking bone and tearing flesh. He tightened his gasp on her neck as he continued to tear her wing from her body.
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 13, 2016 13:06:57 GMT -6
As the pain exploded down her back, Raelin gasped. The grip on her wing tightened, crushing more bones, radiating more pain through her upper body. Her vision wavered with whirling spots, dazzling from her powers and black, from the lack of breath. That dreadful experience spun around in her mind as the weight on her chest grew and she swallowed thickly. Closing her eyes, she attempted to disconnect from the pain. As she had so many times before….
Her limbs shook as another bone snapped and she hissed, blood running down from the corner of her lip.
Coating her back.
She clenched her hands, tears burning at the corner of her eyes.
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Post by Sada Teruo on Dec 13, 2016 14:13:58 GMT -6
Warning: Torture: Teruo ripped the wing completely from the woman's body, dropping it to the ground with a thud. As blood poured down the angel's back, Teruo's grin grew wide. "Your attempt to have some resolve is rather amusing. How long can you keep this up?" He took ahold of her other wing, sliding his hand from her throat to her shoulder as he moved and placed a knee to her back. "How long, dear one?"
Tightening his gasp on the remaining wing, Teruo ripped the wing from her body quickly. Poison flowed from his mouth as he laughed over the sound of the angel's scream and her bones breaking. He dropped the wing by the angel's side. "Such a lovely shade of red, your blood is." He grinned. Teruo slid his hand from her shoulder to the gaping wound on her back. Pressing his nails into her back, he chuckled. "But, your skin...your porcelain skin, stained by it. What a pity." |
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 13, 2016 15:01:46 GMT -6
“Stop calling me- dear one!” she snapped hoarsely, trying to clear her head from the agony surrounding her. Limbs quaking, she tried to push herself off the floor where she’d fallen. Her shoulders hunched, the demon snickering and claws digging deeper into her back. A low whimper bubbled from her throat. But as something formed in front of her, she squeezed her eyes shut, not allowing the hallucination in. A couple tears slid down her cheeks.
"They'll grow back..." she whispered, as if to herself.
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Post by Sada Teruo on Dec 13, 2016 15:27:16 GMT -6
"No," laughed Teruo, dragging his clawed hands down the angel's back. "Not if I can help it. I will place you in a constant state of wonderful agony." Stepping away from the angel, Teruo licked his fingertips. "You know, I've seen this. You draw your power and you make an attempt on my life." Teruo circled around until he stood in front of the woman. "There's so much blood," he said, kicking and shattering the woman's knee.
As the woman doubled over in pain, Teruo swung a fist that connected with her jaw. "None of it, mine." His hazy purple eyes began to glow as he charged a cero. "You die. For your attempt, I'll tear your head from your body. Which, I very well may do. However, I want to play." Teruo grabbed the angel's left arm. "Play with me?" he asked, ripping her arm from its socket.
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 13, 2016 16:41:41 GMT -6
Raelin’s throat burned like fire as she cried out and fell to her opposite side. More blood spilled from her lips as she reached up and cradled her limp throbbing left arm. More blood slipped from her lips. He’d fractured her jaw. Shifting away from the demon, her vision dimmed as her consciousness wavered at the sheer shock before steadying. She sought around for something to halt the pain momentarily. “You can’t see the future,” she whispered. “That’s not-” she coughed, “not your power.”
As the demon grinned down at her, someone stepped from the shadows and Raelin shook her head. “Get away from him. Don’t – don’t try it. Please.”
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Post by Sada Teruo on Dec 13, 2016 18:10:21 GMT -6
Teruo narrowed his eyes, releasing his cero around the room. "What creature do you see?" he questioned, baring his fangs. "Who?!" He looked to the angel sprawled out on the floor. "Ah. Nothing I see. The pain has caused images only your eyes can see." Teruo hunched over and crawled toward the woman. Grabbing her dislocated arm, Teruo drug her close to him. He leaned over and began to lick at her wounds.
"Keep still!" he growled at the screaming woman. "I will heal your wounds just enough. Then, we will begin again."
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Post by Raelin Fang on Dec 13, 2016 19:33:35 GMT -6
Raelin tried to stay still because she didn’t wish to see Uryu in this place, but as Teruo licked over her face to heal her jaw and neck, it was nearly impossible. It was bad enough having his tongue on her, but even the warmth of healing was fleeting as his saliva left scalding trails of acid moments later, eating into her resolve and sanity even as it restored her strength.
Sobbing, she yanked at his hold on her before she was thrown to the bed and pinned down. And the blistering heat erupted against her back. She screamed and tried to turn away. Curl up. Anything to stop it. But he held her down and continued.
Raelin swallowed hard and tried to retreat. Again. But the searing pain followed her just as easily.
She jolted as her blouse ripped further and hissed as she moved her leg. “Stop!” she snapped. “Begin again. Just stop!” She hid her face in the cool bed.
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Post by Sada Teruo on Dec 16, 2016 7:39:08 GMT -6
"You are confusing, dear one." grinned Teruo. "And, stupid. Do wish for me to begin again? Or, stop entirely? Need I remind you, I was sent to kill you. This taste of mercy, its merely a distraction for you. It provides you with hope. Something to thrive on. However," Teruo grabbed the back of the angel's head and slammed it into the marble floor. "If you wish to die so quickly..."
Lifting her from the floor by her hair, Teruo grinned at the blood pouring from her mouth and nose. "I will grant your request." Teruo charged and fired a cero directly into the angel's face, letting her go and allowing the force of the cero to carry her across the room. Teruo's eyes shifted to a curious light blue, then back to their normal color. "You wouldn't believe the knowledge I am gaining from you. No wonder Koga's blade is in constant release." Teruo tilted his head as he bent over and grabbed the bloody heap by the arm. "He rejected you. Not because he didn't love you...Hm...All of you are the same." He smirked as he reached down, using both hands to tear her limb from her body.
He delighted in her screams. "Ah. The sweet song of the angel. Literally..."
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