"The healthy man does not torture others. Generally it is the tortured who turn into torturers."
- Carl Jung
Chapter 1: So, it begins
When Gin first laid eyes on Kira Izuru he was afraid. No, terrified is a better word. Terrified of the hollows that were attacking him and his friends, terrified of dying, terrified of him. It could be said that not much has changed since in the many years they had known each other, and for good reasons. But this will all be explained in due time, for that is not the focus here. Gin did indeed rescue Kira and save his life, but the man accompanying Gin was the main focus of the other two: Sousuke Aizen. It is him with which Gin's story begins.
Gin had not been a fukutaichou for very long. And even though he had known and worked under Aizen for many years, he really did not know that much about him. If anything at all. So, when Aizen invites Gin in to talk, Gin agrees. Naturally, a fukutaichou wants to know everything about their taichou, and vice versa. It is, after all, the foundation of any good working relationship.
This invitation is given on the way back to the barracks. It was a warm night, not overly warm, but moderate. And Gin followed his taichou as they headed back for the night, ready to crash out before another long day at the office.
"Aiya, whatta day huh?"
"Yes, quite."
"Wonder what would've happened, ya know, if we hadn' a shown up."
"They probably would have died."
Gin shrugged. "Meh, wouldn'a made no difference if they did."
"Oh, I wouldn't say that."
"Oh, ya got some kinda plan fer 'em I see."
"One could say that." Aizen let out a small smirk, smiling with his eyes as much as he did with his teeth. Looking quite sinister as he made that remark, this hinted at something lurking behind those lenses that lay in front of his eyes. A plan involving those three they had just rescued.
They continued walking until they reached Aizens room. Again, in silence. Like they would always walk, somewhat distanced from each other. Always.
"Coming in for a drink?"
"Alright."
Gin stepped shyly over the threshold; he had never been in his taichou's room before, and was unsure whether or not to relax his guard. He seemed slightly unnerved, so Aizen poured him a glass of sake and handed it to him.
"Gin, I want to talk to you, or rather, tell you about many things. I have the ability to make you stronger Gin, the ability to open a new world. Would you come with me?"
A new world? What was he talking about? Gin didn't really know, but he was enthralled by this concept.
"Aizen Taichou, I'm intrigued. Are ya gonna tell me more?"
"Yes, only if I tell you, you promise to follow me. And you promise to follow my instructions no matter what they are. Are you absolutely sure you want to know? Because you can walk out of this door right now and we will never speak of this again. Right now, you have a choice, you can either pick the blue or red pill."
Maybe curiosity got the better of him, but Gin wanted to know what Aizen was hiding. In which case, curiosity would indeed kill the cat.
"Taichou, I wanna know. I wanna get stronger like ya said. An' I wanna follow ya."
"Are you sure?"
Aizen raised his eyebrow, looking at Gin. Expecting him to refuse him now and leave, but he didn't. He stayed. Silently asking him if he was absolutely sure that this was what he wanted.
"Yeah. Bu' ya said I gotta promise somethin' righ'? Well, what 'ave I gotta give ya in return?"
Aizen then suddenly grabbed the back of Gin's neck and forced him to the floor, roughly. His hand starting to slowly squeeze the neck within its grasp.
"Everything."
