The Unknown Solider
Chapter 1
Two forms lay unconscious on the cold marble ground as a fell wind blew a crude mixture of dust and sand that cascaded upon torn flesh and cotton. From far away heavy foot steps resonated as a black boot adorned with angular white stripes ended upon a pale neck. Unfortunately, for the booted figure the neck did not give, did not crack or shatter.
"Hmm...Skin as hard as steel indeed…" Mused the figure as chocolate brown eyes slanted and nostrils flared. He had not even exposed him to the Hōgyoku and yet his skin was already so thick as to not even bend under his strength. He was truly a gifted child.
He- Aizen did not at first anticipate getting two children, much less one with noticeably weaker spiritual pressure than the other. But it couldn't be helped. If anything, he would be able to use the weaker one as leverage. Yes, he quite liked that idea.
He thought of all the ways he could torment them into submission as he pressed his foot down harder on the small neck then swiftly turned on his heel and landed a harsh kick in the other child's sand-covered gut. While the body had indeed caved into the blow and now shook softly, not a peep slithered through small pale lips. Enraged at the lack of response but thoroughly unamused Aizen give one last kick to the small form, then turned to leave out through massive stone doors. As the desert wind howled and sand yet again assaulted the two children, Aizen let the doors slam behind him- he had a whole society to fool and prey upon.
With the echoing sound of doors slamming shut, amber eyes flickered open, anticipating to scan the foreign area. However, a sudden pain caused his mouth to open and gag on nothing. As he rolled around gagging and trying to catch his breath, Szayel was able to make out another form. Scrambling now to see just who the form was, he latched his small fingers into a long lock of blonde hair and pulled softly.
"Brother...?" The words barely leaving his mouth at all. "Il Forte?"