This is a story originally inspired by a dark fantasy I had a short time back. However as I tried to write it out it became something of a Shin Megami Tensei crossover. So hope you enjoy. Oh and there will be a small touch of gore so be warned.
I do not own any of the characters in this other than my somewhat OC character: He's called the young man in this chapter.
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Now let's begin this strange tall of the vortex world!
"…"
"Awaken."
"…!"
"The time for your recreation begins…"
"…?"
"Fear not little girl, for when I am done you will be far more powerful not to mention much more useful than before…"
"…?!"
Orihime flashes he eyes open only to see darkness, a blind fold covered her eyes before suddenly a horrible smell assaulted her nose. It was a smell she had regretfully become familiar with, blood!
"…!" Orihime tried to speak but something was stopping her voice from escaping. In fact her entire mouth was covered, leaving only her ears and nose left uncovered.
"Ah I see you are awake. Perfect. Now let's get rid of that blind fold shall we?" an unfamiliar voice explains "Oh and you might want to close your eyes; it's pretty bright in here." Orihime did as instructed and closed her eyes. She then felt the sudden touch of two hands touch her face and immediately jolted away only to find that her head was in some sort of restraint.
"…!" Orihime tried to scream but once more realized that her mouth was bound.
"Easy now, there's no point in struggling. You're completely bound." The voice explained before Orihime once again felt the touch of the two hands once more.
"…" Orihime settled down and took in as deep a breath as she could manage as her blindfold was removed. Orihime blinked her eyes a few times as she slowly opened them, indeed it was bright in fact several bright lights were aimed straight at Orihime which caused her pupils to shrink at an alarming rate. Orihime wince and tightly shut her eyes!
"See told you it was bright. Hold on let me dim them for you" the voice explained and Orihime heard a sudden click. "Okay they're dimmed; you can open your eyes now." Once more Orihime opened her eyes only to see that of tall shadowy figure. She began to panic once more and darted her eyes around to find that her arms and legs were bound. She also noted that her clothes were replaced by what seemed like a hospital gown.
"You're probably wondering what happened to your clothes. Or even how you got here?" the shadowy figured asked and Orihime quickly nodded in response. The shadowy figure took a step forward and flipped on one of the lights allowing Orihime to see just what he looked like. Orihime was shocked to see that of a normal looking human, it had been so long since she seen such an ordinary sight, granted the figure did look like a human, he was in fact far more than that!
The figure had the body of a young adult male, he had silver hair that was cut short and only came down to about half the length of his neck. The young man's eyes were the same color as his hair though slightly more pale when he was closer to the light. He was wearing a rather normal outfit, a long sleeve white colored sweater and black pants. Orihime couldn't see the man's shoes but she did take slight notice of a black shirt underneath the man's white sweater.
"I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable but please bear it for the duration of the surgery" the young man explained as he removed the tape that covered Orihime's mouth. Orihime quickly took in a large amount of air only to accidently cause herself to begin a coughing fit. "Easy, here take a deep breath" the young man explained as he put an oxygen mask up to Orihime's face. Orihime soon stopped coughing and resumed breathing normally.
"All better?" the young man asked?
"Y-yes thank you" Orihime replied breathing a sigh of relief.
"That's good. Now here take a look at this" the man explained as pulled something from his pocket, a cell phone! Here you better watch this, that way you know what you're in for.
"Now loading…Nicea β" Orihime watched the phone as if her very life depended on it. "Nicea β ver: A dead face delivery system." Orihime raised an eye brow at the message and a look of confusion quickly grew on her face.
"A dead face delivery system? What the-"the young man didn't let Orihime finish and quickly spoke with a whispered tone.
"Shush. Be quiet. Just watch" the man explained and Orihime continued to watch. The screen on the phone suddenly turned completely black as if the battery had suddenly been removed. However this quickly changed as bright white text appeared on screen. "The end of days has come, The Conception!" Soon the text faded away just as suddenly as it had appeared.
'The Conception' Orihime wondered 'what's that?' Just as the thought entered Orihime's mind she got her answer. Soon an image appeared on the screen.
"Karakura town?!" Orihime gasped in shock.
"Yes, this…Karakura town. It was your hometown, correct?" the young man asked and Orihime nodded. "I see, shame." Orihime was about to question the man's words when suddenly the image of Karakura town began to be bombarded by some sort of black lightning, darkening those areas that it hit.
"What's happened?" Orihime began to panic but the young man gently placed a hand on her head.
"Watch" his voice was calm yet demanding however he gently caressed Orihime's creak with his hand "please." Orihime nodded and watched as her beloved Karakura town began rumble as if some massive earthquake had begun. However just as the earthquake reached its apparent peak the town began to glow with a bright blue aura and soon the entire town began to move as if it was alive! The land and all the buildings connected to it began to move as the earth itself was turned inside out, all closing around a strange glowing object that seemed to be the size of the moon.
Orihime was about to speak when suddenly the image of a huge battle in the sky flashed on screen.
"Ichigo, Toshiro, Rangiku, everyone, no, watch out!" but it was too late as the screen flashed bright white, blinding Orihime when suddenly the man closed the phone cutting off the video. "No…it can't be Ichigo and everyone…" Orihime began to tear up as the young man placed the cell phone back into his pocket.
"I wish I could have done something but pulling you here took so much energy already. I'm sorry but your friends are all dead." The man explained trying to sound sympathetic. Indeed the man wished he could've saved more than he had but the strain was far too much on his already unstable body. He did the best he could to comfort the woman, giving her a gentle huge through her restraints as she continued to cry.
"Ichigo*sob* everyone *sob* they're all gone *sob" Orihime cried into the young man's shoulder. The young man let out a simple breath as the crying woman continued to drench his sweater in her tears. The young man closed his eyes, unable to truly feel anything for the woman who was crying her eyes out on the table. The young man soon began to let go of the woman only for her to object.
"No! Please don't let me go" the woman pleaded.
"Please, just...stop." The young man explained, letting go of the woman. The woman continued to cry as the young man stood back up and turned away.
"Why? Why did this have to happen? Kurisaki-kun…" the woman cried unaware of what the young man was about to do. The young man had walked over to a small metal table which had on it an assortment of tools, medical and otherwise. The man quickly spied that of a small silver dagger and picked it up with his left hand. He then quickly walked back over to the woman and showed her the dagger.
"…" the young man looked the woman dead in the eye causing her crying to stop momentarily as she looked at the young man's left hand. She was about to begin crying once more when suddenly in a flash of motion the young man slashed the dagger, cutting open his right hand and causing it to bleed profusely.
The young man took a deep breath, allowing the pain to enter him for a brief moment before then disregarding it entirely. The woman didn't know what to think and simply watched as the young man brought his still bleeding hand just above her mouth.
"Open your mouth" the young man asked. However Orihime kept her mouth shut tight, afraid of what the young man was about to do. "Open your mouth" the young man, this time, ordered but still Orihime kept her mouth shut! "OPEN YOUR MOUTH" the man screamed gripping the woman's throat with his left hand! Orihime gasped and the young man immediately slammed his bloody hand down over her mouth so that the blood would drop straight into Orihime's throat.
The two stayed like this for what seemed like hours as the young man dropped at least, what Orihime thought, was a pint of blood into her throat. The young man then suddenly jerked his hand back and gripped his right hand tightly as the flesh on his hand miraculously regenerated much to Orihime's shock!
"What*cough* what did you do that for" Orihime demanded angrily trying to get free once more but her restraints still very much kept her bound.
"I did what I did…to the others. It helps with…the transformation" the young man explained grunting in pain as his hand was fully healed.
"Others, but I thought you said you only saved me" Orihime yelled!
"I said pulling you here took a lot of energy. I never said anything about you being the only one" the man explained shutting Orihime up. "I manage to pull several of you out before the Conception liberated them from their bodies. However only you are left!"
"W-what do you mean? What happened to them?" Orihime asked a bit shocked to find that maybe some of her other friends just might be alive.
"Well some I transformed-"
"Transformed? What does that mean?" Orihime asked and the man nodded.
"You see in this new world, humans cannot exist. They simply would be destroyed by much stronger entities that now exist all because of the Conception. So you see I gave them the power to survive in this world, i.e. I transformed them! However with their new bodies there also came drawbacks…such as a mad craving to devour those entities that would normally destroy them, demons for lack of a better word. They became mindless, rabid killing machines and sadly I could do nothing once they broke their restraints. That is how I got this scar"the man explained as he removed his sweater and black shirt to reveal a large gash that went diagonally down the man's chest.
"Oh my-"Orihime mouthed and the young man continued to speak.
"Since those I transformed proved far too dangerous and extremely unpredictable I moved on to something new, Magatama." The man paused for a moment and turned around, revealing some sort of silver colored protrusion that was coming out of the back of his neck; of course he had to move his hair to allow Orihime to see it.
"A spike?" Orihime wondered aloud and the man simply smiled.
"This is much more than some ordinary protrusion; it is the result of a fusion with a Magatama! However even though Magatama fusion proved much more controllable and much less of a danger to those inducted, it also had a major drawback. You see when a human fuses with a magatama their body undergoes a transformation, though not nearly as drastic as those I previously stated. This transformation allowed the humans to keep their human appearance although they now bare the markings of demonic tattoos, some small, some covering their entire bodies. However this is not the drawback I am referring to. No, the drawback I am referring to is that of the Magatama itself! You see when the Magatama fuses with its host, the host gains the Magatama's one major defect, and it's weakness to certain types of magic!"
"Magic" Orihime asked and the young man nodded?
"Yes, magic. Demons use it all the time in this new world, a key reason why humans can't survive in this world, not to mention the fact that humans have little element resistance as is. That is except for your friends and yourself. Interesting how you have a natural resistance to light magic. Perhaps it's because of those hair clips you wear in your hair?" the young man mumbled the last part to himself but Orihime heard him due to well him being right in front of her.
"So…Magatama have weaknesses to magic and those transformations you mention turn those affected into mindless killing machines! Just what are you trying to do to us" Orihime demanded fighting her restraints once more.
"What am I trying to do to you? Why quite simply put, I'm trying to save you." The young man explained though to Orihime it sounded all too grim dark!
"Save us?!" Orihime screamed both enraged and scared out of her mind. "My friends are all monsters now, all because-"
"The world outside this hospital is nothing more than a barren demon infested hell. Frankly you should be grateful that I'm trying so hard to save you ungrateful humans!" the man's words struck bitterly and only proved to enrage Orihime even more!
"You bastard" Orihime cursed only to receive a hard slap across the face!
"You ungrateful witch!" the man growled"Maybe I should've just left you to be atomized out there? Maybe I should've just thrown you out of this safe haven the second I had the chance! Maybe I should've…I'm done" the man stopped cold and his expression changed to one of a stoic demeanor once more.
"W-what are you doing" Orihime gasped switching back to a scared tone of voice as the man brought a scalpel to just above her right eye.
"I could've turned on the anesthesia, but right now I don't feel like it. Perhaps I'm feeling the emotion you humans call…anger. Now try not to scream" were the man's final words as he plunged the scalpel into Orihime's right eye began surgery!
That's it for chapter 1. Hope you liked it, stay tuned for chapter two where we see what happens to Orihime and maybe, just maybe learn more about this mysterious Young Man. Also the transformations the Young Man mentions first were that of Altma Avatar transformations so just to clearify. Remember to leave a review or comment. Thank you for reading and have an nice day