Prologue
?: your going to die here and it's all your father fault.
He said in smooth calm voice as he looked down a me like a calmly.
Tristan: Fuck you Aizen!( spits in his face)
I looked up at him with a hateful look in my eye. I want him to know that hate with a passion. He wiped the spit of his face and kicked me in my ribs.
Before he could give me other kick he was so by one of his allies.
?: lord Aizen please let me take care of him, after all I am his father best friend.
He said it like it was a joke to him, the tall pale skinned guy walked over to me and bend down and grabbed my hair forcing me to look up at his dead careless eyes.
?: you look just like him,Weak, pathetic, and scared. He never really understood power we both a are differences and now his dead just like you're going to be.
Tristan:(spits in his face) fuck you you piece of shit I'll never join you and your bitch ass leader!
?:(wiped it face and laughs) kid I'll give you one thing, you and your old man have fighting spirit in you( drew his sword) and for that you must dead.
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