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The last stand of the Visored
Kensei broke Wonderweiss' neck with a sickening snap and wrenched the arrancar's head free of his body. "Aizen, your trump card is-"
"So you failed experiments do have the potential to beat a far superior specimen. Well, that's just too bad; I have no use for failures like you" Sosuke Aizen, traitor to the Soul society appeared instantaneously in front of Kensei. "My my, it seems you appear to be cut in two. That is rather a disappointment, goodbye Kensei" A vertical gash ruptured along Kensei's body, Kyoka suigetsu slicing cleanly through his entire hollowfied body. "You...monster..." Both halves hit the ground with a wet thumping sound similar to a lump of raw meat as Aizen smiled at the 'failed experiment'. Sosuke turned from the remains to Ichimaru Gin. One eye signal and Gin knew what was going to come next. The son of the king was coming, and there needed to be an appropriate welcome party.
/Meanwhile, in the slums of the fake Karakura town.../
"Are you sure this is where he's gonna turn up?"
"Positive; Kisuke wouldn't lie to us, especially after what he's done for us" A shinigami and a visored walked around the alleyways looking for the location of the garganta from which Ichigo Kurosaki would appear from. Charged with the task of keeping him alive, they needed to find him before either Aizen or one of his underlings did. "Remember the deal, whoever spots him first gets first go at the sake gourd and pays off the others bar tab".
"Yes, yes I remember. How could I not with you and your twenty-two million yen bar tab?" The visored smiled "Well, that's what living in the human realm does to a person like me. Do I look like I intend to pay it back by honest work? Come on, you've known me since what, first day of training; you should know by now I'm a dick of a person" The shinigami sighed and removed his straw hat, revealing a shiny bald scalp. "Hey, you polished for the occasion! I didn't know this battle was so important to you" The bald shinigami sighed and drew his zanpakuto.
"I expect to die here, so I may as well look damn well good while doing so. Look, here he is" Signalling to a small tear in reality, the garganta expanded until fully sized. Ichigo Kurosaki, the substitute soul reaper emerged into the afternoon sunlight. Before he could utter a word, the bald shinigami held his zanpakuto in front of his chest and uttered its release. "Condemn, Fukushuu no tenshi" Several lengths of chain erupted from all angles and surrounded the vizard, the bald shinigami, Ichigo Kurosaki and Retsu Unohana. As the last lengths of chain finished forming a cocoon, the vizard grinned wildly. "Heh, mission accomplished"
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Aizen looked around the entire battlefield, observing the remaining fighters. Captain Ukitake and Hitsugaya were the only injured soul reapers, with Captain Yamamoto uninjured. All the vizards, save Shinji were dead. He stood no more than twenty metres from where Aizen, Kaname and Ichimaru were standing. "Come now, captain" Aizen said mockingly "surely you will reprimand your disobedient lieutenant, or are you now too weak to try?" A glare so powerful it would have blown a hole through a solid steel wall was directed at Sosuke, showing the loss of the last shred of Shinji's sanity and the emergence of a Vizard, more hollow than shinigami.
Inside Shinji's mind, he and his hollow consulted on how to bring Aizen to his knees.
(NB: Shinji's thoughts are represented by a single / and his hollow's thoughts are represented by //)
//Shinji, let's take this f***** down, for Hiyori//
/Agreed, we'll kill him, for what he did to Hiyori, and to all of us. For centuries we have lived like this because of him, he ruined my style/
//Uh, Shinji, we've been together for just over one century. Oh, and if we survive, don't let your mother cut your hair anymore, you're too old for bowl cuts. //
/Funny, very funny. If I weren't the mellow laid back cool guy I was, I'd be givin' you a beatin' so hard, you'd wish you were dead. Let's do this. /
Aizen watched the motionless Shinji with great intrigue. I could kill the poor thing now, but where's the fun in that? He thought as the last of his henchmen fell to Toshiro and Yamamoto before Aizen bound them with a kido spell. I'll save those for later, I'll need some fun tomorrow. Releasing the shikai of Kyoka Suigetsu, he wove an illusion.
Shinji charged at Aizen, murderous intent emanating as he and his hollow drew on all their strength reserves to kill him. A flurry of blows were met with calm and precise counters from Sosuke Aizen, who seemed to have no trouble in deflecting anything sent at him by Shinji. Blade met blade, kicks were dodged and kido were dispelled as the two fought on. Shinji slashed at Aizen's head, managing only to cut a few strands of hair before Aizen launched a kick to his spine in retaliation.
"Aaargh! Why don't you just DIE!" Shinji launched into full visored mode, mask out and laying in rapid slashes, kicks and punches at Aizen. All of these Sosuke dodged easily, and then fired off a cero at the visored. Shinji fired his own, putting his last ounces of spirit energy behind it. The two ceros hit and began struggling to overpower the other before finally exploding in a ball of brilliant white light.
Aizen watched as Shinji fought the illusion, losing strength to something that wasn't there at all. Pitiful, here I was thinking he actually could see through my shikai but now it seems this has gone on quite enough. Shinji paused panting, his hollow mask gone and his strength waning fast. He turned to see Sosuke Aizen walk through another Sosuke Aizen and stab him squarely in the chest "Goodbye Shinji, or should I say, former captain" and he fired a cero point blank into Shinji's face. Watching the headless body of the former fifth division captain fall slowly towards the ground Aizen smiled. This was his best day ever.
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