A/N:Poor Unfortunate Souls is kinda messed up and not going how I wanted it to be so now, I'm doing a redo and I hope that you'll like this! Please review me and ask as many questions you like about anything of the story or what's been bothering you. Also, I'm changing Akasuki's name to Yuuki and as of why, because I said so! Now please enjoy my new revised story of Poor Unfortunate Souls! Enjoy!
You slowly open your eyes but felt weak and fragile, everything was a blurr and you shivered from the cold and cuddled to whatever was carrying your small, fragile frame. You could hear footsteps and it's echoing. Where are you? ... Who are you? What was going on and why was everything so confusing? What happeneded, you can't remember. Even if you tried to think deeply, your head started to hurt so you left the subject alone, for now.
"You're awake now."
You looked up towards the source of the voice but only see a blurr, it was a bit clearer so you could see the dark brown hair and matching eyes staring down at you as they carried your small body, you shivered again from the cold and huddle more closer to the source of warmth and felt a deep rumble from the chest and come out his mouth and it sounded like an amused chuckle before the already holding arms surrounded you more and you gained the warmth your were seeking of.
"Wow... To think she-"
"Silence, let her sleep."
"What are your orders now Aizen-sama?"
That was the last thing your heard before darkness incased you and you fell into a deep, dark slumber for your heavy eyelids.
It was starting to clear up now, it got brighter and brighter before you were surrounded by light and your vision that was once blurred was now clear for you to see and the first thing you see isa ceiling. You blinked for a moment before slowly sitting up and looking around to see you are in a bedroom, a large one at that with a huge bed. Where are you now? All you remembered was being in the warm arms of someone and nothing else...
You lifted the comforts of the bed sheet to see yourself wearing white pajamas and black socks, so you slide off the bed and looked around until spotting a mirror on a small desk to see yourself more. You looked around 13-14 years of age, fair skin that is flawless, having dark, silky black locks that reached you your shoulders and that there was a piece of long strand of black hair that came across your face between your eyes, and your eyes... those deathly violet eyes were something that sparked your interest. You noticed you were very slim, not too big and not too small breasts, and that you're very small, around 5'1.
You looked around some more before your eyes found a door, you stared at it for a bit before heading towards the door and grabbing the knob and twisting it, you peeked outside carefully to see an empty hall no one was walking around in. You opened the door wider and stepped out carefully and quietly, closing the door silently before you ventured out down the hall with curiousity and confusion drowing in your judgement of this place so far.
It's seemed forever and never ending when walking through the stark white halls and so far you found nothing but noticed how huge this plac. If you've been walking around the corridors for so long, maybe this place was like some immaculate castle, a very empty immaculate castle.
Shaaaa...
You whipped around but see no one, what was that for a moment? You could have sworn you heard a voice whisper in your ear from behind and when you turn around you see nothing, your eyes darted around before you resumed your walk around the giant halls. But the whispers and echoes of the voice calling you was giving you discomfort, it gave you shivers from the spine down to the core of your very soul.
Shaaa...
"Is someone there?" you call finally, tired of all the voice calling you.
Nothing answered you in return, you hugged yourself and clutched the cloth of your white pajamas and backed away from the now haunting halls, you heard another voice making you quickly turn away and about to go out in a sprint but found youself on the floor instead from the hard impact you collided with. You let out a painful groan.
"Watch it Shinigami!"
You blinked. Shinigami? Did this man call you a Death God? Nonsence, you look up to tell the man he must be mistaken as to call you such a mythical creature only to pause and have your deathly, violet eyes widen at the sight your eyes forced you to see. Teal hair, predatory cerulean eyes, and a look of hostile in that expression the man held... if he ever was called a man to begin with.
He stood very tall and bore a cocky look on his face, marking under his eyes and a jaw bone on his right side of his face. He wore an open jacket to show his muscles and reveal a hollow hole through his stomach, wearing the white hakama and black sash and black socks with white leather sandels.
"Who are you?" you quietly ask, watching the teal-haired man.
"What, you blind little bitch?!" he sneered down at you.
You crawl back a little, intimidated from how the man was looming over you, "Wh-what are you talking about?"
"Want me to remind you what you've been fighting against for the past thousands of years?" he grinned wickedly, revealing his crazed expression and his hand resting on the handle of his sword that you now noticed was at his side.
You turned around and about to quickly stand and run but your stomach was forced to hit the floor from the pressure of the foot crushing your back, you let out a scream of agony and struggled from the powerful strength the looming humanoid monster had you in. You heard a harsh laugh burst out from his lips as he watched you with a look of sheer pleasure as you tried to struggle under his bone-crushing hold.
"C'mon Shinigami! That all you got?! HAHAHAHAAA!!"
You closed your eyes and gritted your teeth, fisting your hands and a small tear escaped your closed eyes from the pain and pressure as you began to lose your breath and could see the dark spots forming from the corner of your eyes. You let out a strangle cry as he put more pressure but was suddenly flung off you and explosive sound made way to your ears. You weakly look back to see a crater on the wall and smoke coming out but could faintly see a slightly injured teal-haired man with a bleeding arm and shoulder and hateful glare directed elsewhere making you look up in front to see your savior.
A man with short brown hair and a goatee with a lazy expression, he wore clothes somewhat samiliar to the teal-haired man's but more proper and with gloves to add. He also bore the hole on his chest and around his neck was a necklace with fangs. You gulped down nervously as he bent over and closed your eyes tightly in fear but felt a soft tug and something pull you up to your feet, you opened your eyes to see you not dead or harmed but just standing there in front of the lazy man.
"Grimmjow, I really didn't wanna do that but Aizen would've done worse if he saw you what you were doing to the kid." yawned the man in front of you.
"Shut it Stark!" snapped the one known as Grimmjow as he stalked over.
Fearing the worst, you quickly hid behind the lazy man from the dangerous monster that came closer and closer with a look of malice casted down his eyes. You didn't want to undergo the painful session of being crushed like some nut and a nutcracker, it gave you a bruise and your back was sore from it.
"Cut it out Grimm, you did enough damage." you heard the man named Stark tell Grimmjow.
"Don't call me that! And move over, I wasn't going that hard!"
You narrowed your eyes, that liar! He was going hard! You hear metal vibrate and looked over from behind Stark to see Grimmjow draw out a weapon from his sash, it had a blue hand and an odd guard now that you have a closer look of it but that did not matter seeing as your life was on the line when Grimmjow drew his weapon out threateningly but Stark looked unfazed and still held that lazy expression, you were in awe but brushed it off when movement caught your eyes.
"Enough."
You and Grimmjow looked back to see a dark-skinned woman with bright blond hair and her lower half of her face hidden under the white cloth that stopped below her breast which looked as if they would reveal themselves if not careful and her stomach exposed but no hole and wearing a hakama. Her arms were folded and her eyes focused especially at Grimmjow, you were figuring he was probably some trouble-maker amongst these people. She took steps over until she was a few feet behind Grimmjow and spoke calmly,
"Draw away your weapon Grimmjow, Aizen-sama's orders were not to harm the girl. If you lay a finger on her, your punishment will not be merciful." she warned him.
"Tch..." Grimmjow put away his weapon before walking off. "Whatever."
After he disappeared, you stepped out from behind Stark and watched the corner where he disappeared, careful not to let your guard down if he decided to come back to torture you again, you turn to face the two others to see them watching you, you blushed and looked down at your feet and after a few seconds, you gave them a bow.
"Thank you for... helping me." you say quietly.
"..." the woman turned, leaving you be and treking down the halls elsewhere.
"Well now that this (yawns) crap is over, c'mon."
You followed Stark around the halls where it started to become more crowded with strange looking people, you were confused still of where you are, why things were so different, and why were you the only one that stood out from the others? After some walking around, you and Stark came to a stop when a voice called out to Stark, you looked back and blushed to see a half nude girl run your way.
She wore a open vest that barely covered herself, short shorts instead of hakama like some others, and long black socks that reached above her knees and white leather sandels. She was a blond with light purple eyes and wore an odd mask/helmet over her one eye and had a horn on the top. She reached you two and about to scold the older man but stopped to see you standing there, awkwardly and nervous of being near her.
"Who is this?" she asked, curious.
"The Shinigami."
You were confused, why did they call you a Shinigami here? Was it like some codename for you or was there more to it? You were brought out of your thoughts where you were tugged away by Stark and led elsewhere by the bigger man, you had to almost jog to catch to him thanks to your short legs. You, Stark, and the girl known as Lilinette, as you later learned, headed towards another hall.
"Where are we going?"
"Aizen-sama."
You were curious of this man named Aizen, why did it sound familiar to you? You three stopped when you all see a giant door looming over you all, the twin doors open without even pushing it open and it was dark. Stark pushed you inside and Lilinette was left out since she probably wasn't allowed inside, you looked in front of you from Lilinette and nervously verntured into the darkness with Stark following you...
You flinched and bump into Stark when lights flashed on, you opened your eyes and look to see a cave that was somewhat like a throne room. You looked around some more until you came into the view of in front to see a tall staircase that led to a chair and in that chair sat a familiar brunette that you have seen somewhere.
You finally got a good look at the man, his brunette hair slicked back, his brown eyes softly staring down at you and a emotionless expression on his face, except for his eyes. He wore like everyone else, a white hakama but red sash and a large white robe. You stared up at the majestic scene, the brunette watched you for a moment before a smile played into his face.
"Welcome to Las Noches, Yuuki."
Later
You walked the halls in silence, accompanying you was Aizen, Aizen Sousuke. He walked as if he was some noble and like a king which he probably was seeing as every person known as arrancar, to what Aizen says, would bow down at his presence and resume to their jobs and routine. You followed him quietly, not wanting to disturb the peace in the air that surrounded him, you just followed like some lost puppy.
"You can ask whatever is in your mind Yuuki." he said, his voice soft and deep.
"... Why... can't I remeber?" you ask quietly.
"You, myself, and two others were betrayed by a group called Shinigamis. Before we could depart, they erased your memories to make you vunerable and attack you before you could use your zanpakuto." he explained.
"Shinigami? Zanpakuto...?"
"It seems I have so much to explain to you." he chuckled.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, I do not mind."
Aizen began to explain the nature of a Shinigami, how they were placed in the human world to capture souls and take them away and force them to become a Shinigami as well, it sounded terrible somewhat. And the zanpakuto was a weapon, a weapon that seems alive for it has a spirit within the soul of the sword and for the person who weilds it. The sword would destroy creatures called Hollows. It was strange, the story sounded so familiar to you but at the same time so foreign.
"Why were we... betrayed?" you ask.
"... I wanted to change the laws and the ways of the Shinigami, to make it better for the rest of the Shinigamis and the souls but..."
"... But what?"
"They refused to see it, so they marked me, Gin, and Tousen traitors. As for you, you were the only one who agreed, who from the noble family of Soul Society."
"I... I have a family?" you whisper.
"Yes, but they refused to see what I envisioned and were willing to kill you for your betrayel, they were the ones that erased your memories before you could use your zanpakuto and I took you away to protect you from getting killed." he finished.
You stared at the tall man's back, there was something about his story that has you a bit uneasy but he sounded as if he was telling the truth, you lowered your gaze at the floor. Did your family really try to kill you for just trying to make a different and better place for Soul Society? It's so confusing and difficult, you looked up to Aizen once more before letting out a bow for respect and thanks.
"Thank you for saving me, Aizen-sama."
A hand pats your head, making you look up with your eyes to see a kind smile on his face and eyes, he lets go and leads you away to your room since he commented that you needed some rest. On the walk towards your room, you began to wonder about the zanpakuto since it was an interesting subject but then you recall being titled as a Shinigami and decided to ask Aizen of that single question bugging in your mind.
"Aizen-sama?"
"Yes?"
"Where is my zanpakuto?"
Aizen stopped and looked back at you from the question, you innocently stared back at him with a small look of worry that you might have upset the tall man, Aizen gazed at you for a few seconds. Aizen turned his body fully towards you and his large hands rested on your tiny shoulders and a look of worry in his eyes which made you become worried about what happened.
"Yuuki, you have to remember how to summon your sword."
"What?"
"It will take time, but I'm sure you will succeed on that task. But of course, you will need to be careful of what you do or else it will attract attention to Shinigami if they pick up on your reiatsu and come to kill you."
"... O-oh..." you mutter shakily.
"Do not worry, you're safe."
You nod and follow Aizen to your room, you started to wonder about your zanpakuto. Was it that evil for you to give up on, you decided it was best to not argue with Aizen about it since he seems to have a lot on his mind with the problems and such. You thought in better judgement to trust Aizen and only Aizen. You both reached the room and Aizen opened the door for you, you bowed to Aizen one last time before entering your room.
"We will meet soon after Yuuki."
"Hai."
Aizen leaves you and off into the halls, you let out a sigh and walk to your bed since you started to feel very fatigue from all the excitement from earlier, the walking, and the talking. Such a tiresome day really, maybe you really need to sleep some more before you could move about some more. You strode over to your queen-sized bed and the comfort of your bed made your eyes grow heavy and heavy before finally they closed and sleep took over and you fell into slumber.