A/N: So, this idea spawned from a running gag between my brother and me that back when Aizen tried to kill Momo, she would never die and then all of hell breaks loose. Yeah, totally random, but hey, trying to live up to the title, no? Please review! Princess Malika and I would love to hear from you!
Zombie Momos
"Momo, what a surprise to see you here."
Aizen blinked in surprise at her arrival in Las Noches. The last time he saw her was on the wooden floor of Central 46, bleeding and dying from an injury he personally gave her.
Yet here she was.
How can this be? Aizen wondered. I had made sure she cannot live without me, so what is she still doing, alive? How did she even get here? Why is she here?
Aizen decided to ask his silent former Vice Captain the last one. "Why are you—?"
"I'm here for you, Captain," she replied, a faint smile on her face.
The same smile that she had always given him when they were working together.
Hmm. Looks like she still wants to work for me, even after what I did to her, Aizen reasoned, admiring her pathetic dedication to him.
Unexpectedly, she embraced him, just like they usually did when he was pretending to be a member of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads.
How ironic, Aizen thought. Just like before I had attempted to kill her. Maybe I should finish her off now. It's not like I have any use for—
His train of thought was interrupted when he felt a blade go through his chest!
And the blade, a Zanpaktou, Aizen saw, belonged to none other than...
"Momo?"
Her formerly innocent demeanor quickly faded, as a sick, twisted smile tugged on the corners of her lips. "I'll never die, Captain Aizen," Momo told him. "You can kill me all you want, but I won't die. I never die."
Momo's sword sunk deeper into his chest and Aizen could feel the pain of cool metal against flesh. Could taste the fresh blood in his mouth. "N-No..." he gasped. "I'm Captain Aizen – I'm the one who transcended the limits of the Shinigami! I'm ruler of Hueco Mundo! I-I can't die!" He then reached out and grabbed Momo's neck, catching her in a strangle-hold.
"I won't die here!" Aizen spat. He tightened his grip...only to grasp nothing but air.
Momo appeared a few feet in front of him, that now ever-present smile on her face. She chuckled an evil chuckle. "Hehehehe."
Aizen stared in horror at Momo. At the undead phantom before him. "H-How?" was all he could say.
"I told you. I can't die..."
"NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Aizen bellowed. He snapped up all of a sudden, panting. He glanced around the room frantically, whipping out his Zanpaktou from under his pillow, but he wasn't in Central 46 anymore. Hell, Momo wasn't even there. In fact, he was somehow in his room.
W-Was it all a dream? Aizen wondered.
Creak. Suddenly, a nearby door opened. Aizen's eyes widened in horror.
It was Zombie Momo again! "Good morning, Captain," she greeted. "Did you...sleep alright last night?"
"NO! NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAK!!" Aizen shrieked. Acting on instinct, he flung his Zanpaktou in her direction...
And barely missed Gin's head!
"Gin?!" Aizen asked in shock.
A frown made its way across Gin's face. "If you really feel that way, Captain, I don't have to work for you any longer..."
Aizen stared at Gin for a few seconds before mumbling, "It was just a dream—no, nightmare. Just a nightmare..."
When Aizen realized that Gin was still sticking around, waiting for his answer, Aizen replied, "No. I just had a nightmare."
Gin's frown deepened. Captain Aizen has nightmares? What, or who, is the Captain afraid of? He's the most powerful Shinigami alive.
Curious though, Gin asked, "Of what?"
"Who," Aizen corrected, to which Gin supplied, "That ryoka?"
"Worse," Aizen commented, having a brief shiver at the same time.
"Who's worse than that ryoka?"
"It's none of your business," Aizen suddenly snapped, and, for the first time today, Gin saw the old Aizen. The calm, cold Aizen.
Not the fearful, freaked out Aizen that he had encountered earlier.
Maybe that was just a one-time thing, Gin said to himself as he wordlessly excused himself from Aizen's bedroom.
All villains go through moments of doubt and fear sometimes. Maybe this is the Captain's time.
Aizen, though, wasn't as certain.
I thought I killed Momo, he reflected. So why is she still haunting me in my dreams? She's dead! Dead! She shouldn't even be in my nightmares! Why is this happening? But more importantly...how do I put an end to this?
Aizen thought about it for a moment before an idea came to him. I know! I just won't sleep tonight!
That night, Aizen had both Gin and Tousen stand outside his room door while he sat upright in his bed, fully decked out in his Chappy pajamas and sleeping cap, Zanpaktou in hand. "Just try it, Momo!" he urged. "Just try coming in here tonight! I'll be ready for you!"
Outside of his room, though, Gin and Tousen couldn't help but be slightly weirded out that Aizen was...talking to himself. "Does the Captain always do this?" Tousen asked in curiosity.
Gin scowled. "No...whatever makes you say that?" he replied rather defensively. "Captain Aizen is always calm and level-headed. Not some psychotic man in need of therapy." He's The Great Aizen-sama!
Tousen just gave him a dubious look. "Yeah, sure."
Suddenly, a high-pitched shriek came from the room and both Gin and Tousen rushed into the room, only to see Aizen cowering behind the bed post, shivering in fright.
"What is it, Captain?" Tousen asked.
Aizen stared up at him, but it wasn't Tousen who he saw! It was Momo!
"I-I said leave me alone!" Aizen ordered, shaking uncontrollably.
Tousen and Gin exchanged nervous glances. "Try talking to him again," Gin urged.
Tousen approached Aizen again, this time more cautiously. "Listen, Captain, I think you need to calm down—"
"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE!!" Aizen shrieked, swinging his Zanpaktou in defense.
Now if only he knew that it was Tousen he was talking to instead of Momo, 'cause then Tousen's head wouldn't have been severed off his body!
Tousen's head rolled across the floor and stopped at Aizen's feet. "N-No..." he rasped. "M-Must protect...justice...!"
"AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Aizen screamed before jumping into Gin's arms. "She still talks even after I'd decapitated her!"
Getting nearly as freaked out as Aizen was, Gin corrected, "That's Tousen you just killed."
Not that I mind, Gin kept to himself. Tousen was such a hypocrite, preaching peace yet aiding us in our cause. So fricking annoying. I'm glad I tricked him into trying to talk to the Captain.
Aizen blinked in shock. "That was... Tousen?"
Gin nodded. "Yes Captain."
"Huh. Maybe it's a good thing I killed him. He could've been problematic later on, if he ever begins to notice just how far we were going to achieve the 'peace' he thought we were."
"But you saw Tousen as someone else?" Gin guessed. Because surely you can't be that afraid of Tousen.
"...I did?"
"Before we continue this discussion, may you please get off me?"
Not only was Aizen still being carried by Gin (to which Gin didn't mind at all), but Aizen was also holding onto Gin as if Aizen was the child and Gin was the parent.
Except, in their case, Aizen was a man, and too heavy for the skinny Gin to support much longer.
And not only that, but Aizen was clutching Gin's neck almost to the point of a strangle-hold!
"Oh," Aizen said before hastily getting off Gin, as if he had just realized what he was doing.
"Now Captain," Gin began, "Did you hallucinate about some scary female because you were too sleep-deprived from trying to stay awake?"
"Who told you it was Momo?" Aizen unwarily revealed, to which Gin stared and asked, "You're having a nightmare about Momo?"
"I didn't have a nightmare about her." Aizen tried to cover up for his mistake by acting the way he usually did, but when Gin gazed at him in concern, Aizen shamefully admitted, "Alright. I did."
Gin gazed at Aizen for a few more seconds before he said, "I'm worried about you, Father."
"Father?"
"I have always thought of you as a father."
"So did Momo," Aizen muttered, a scowl showing on his lips.
"She's dead," Gin insisted, frustrated that Aizen was still thinking of his former Lieutenant.
I should be the only one Aizen considers as his child! Gin thought.
Although Aizen's thoughts differed from Gin's: If Gin considers me his father, just like Momo did, will Gin try to kill me as Momo is doing now? Should I kill Gin then?
But before he could get his plan underway, Grimmjow appeared in the doorway. "Hey, I thought I felt a huge drop in someone's reiatsu just now. What just...oh, it's just him." His voice trailed off when he saw Tousen's bloody corpse lying on the floor. As if Grimmjow could care less for the blind man who cut off his arm.
"Captain Aizen's not feeling too good right now," Gin explained, gesturing to the still-shaken Aizen next to him. He leaned forward. "Better stay on his good side, if I were you."
Grimmjow gulped. "Yeah, uh, sure. I'll keep that in mind." And to emphasize his point, he asked: "Er, Aizen-sama, would you like me to tell the servant to get something for you?"
"Coffee," was Aizen's reponse. "Lots and lots of coffee..."
Grimmjow raised an eyebrow. "Alright."
So he left Aizen's room and shut the door behind him, walking down the hall, and entering the servant's quarters. "Hey, woman, the boss-man head-honcho wants—"
He cut himself off the moment he noticed an ongoing make-out session between Ulquiorra and Orihime! The two broke apart immediately. "What do you want with my woman?!" Ulquiorra demanded.
Grimmjow held up his hands in surrender. "Just wanted to tell her to make some coffee for the old geezer across the hall," he explained.
"Oh," was all Ulquiorra could say.
Orihime got up from her position. "Now was it decaf or regular?" she asked, walking over to the kitchen.
"Er, regular, I guess."
"Okay," Orihime answered. She got a cup from one of the drawers and poured coffee into it, and – once she was sure Grimmjow and Ulquiorra weren't looking – she sneaked a secret liquid (a.k.a. poison) into the drink. Ha! That's what you get Aizen-teme for dragging me here in the first place! Heal your own stupid gillians!
She carefully tucked the vial into her shirt and then turned around with the cup now in her hands. "All done!" she announced cheerfully.
"I'll take it to him," Grimmjow offered, extending his hand for the cup. He headed for the door, but then stopped at the door frame. He turned around to see Ulquiorra and Orihime staring at him with blank faces.
"What?"
Orihime just shrugged. "I dunno. We're just...waiting."
"Waiting for what?"
"For you to leave, that's what!" Ulquiorra barked. Patience, apparently, was never his forte. He shoved Grimmjow out of the room and slammed the door after him. Grimmjow only had to wait a second longer before he heard another make-out session underway. Tch. Figures.
But now that he was out in the hallway alone, Grimmjow snuck a vial of pills from his pants pocket. He grinned when he read the label: Fast-dissolving Kill Pills. 100% Satisfaction Guaranteed.
Heh-heh. This oughta teach Aizen a thing or two for enslaving us Espadas!
Holding back a barrel-full of evil laughter he wanted to throw it in Aizen's face, Grimmjow opened the door to Aizen's room and announced, "Your coffee's re—"
The first thing his eyes zoned in on was Gin.
Who was on the carpet.
Bleeding from a Zanpaktou sticking through his stomach!
The second thing his eyes caught was Aizen with his bloodshot eyes and messed up hair (which was unusual for Aizen, who had always prided on the style of his hair).
Worse, Aizen was pointing to Gin and yelling, "I had to kill you! If I hadn't, you'd kill me!"
Aizen's gone insane! Grimmjow realized, gaping at the scene in shock.
It was then that Aizen paid attention to Grimmjow.
And the cup of coffee in his hand. "I bet you put something in it."
"What?"
"Poison, I bet."
How did he know? Grimmjow wondered.
"You trying to kill me, Grimmjow?"
"N-no Captain!" He's on to me. I have to find someone else to blame. Before I end up like Ichimaru here!
"Or worse," Aizen said, his eyes narrowing at Grimmjow, "Sleeping pills."
How is that worse than poison? Grimmjow wondered, yet shrugged it off. No matter. Aizen's not thinking straight.
Pulling his Zanpaktou from Gin, Aizen leisurely strolled towards Grimmjow with a devilish grin on his face.
"So, Grimmjow, what will it be?" Aizen asked, getting closer to Grimmjow with every step.
Gin's blood dripping from Aizen's blade each nanosecond.
Aizen: "Would you like me to slit your throat, or would you like me to decapitate you like I did Tousen here? Or, would you like me to simply stick my Zanpaktou through you like I did Gin?"
"None of them!" Grimmjow bellowed before throwing the cup towards Aizen and then hurriedly ran away.
"I bet you did drug my coffee, you bas***d!" Aizen swore as he chased a screaming Grimmjow.
"I swear I didn't!" Grimmjow sobbed. "It was that maid girl! She put something in your coffee!"
And it just so happened that they (Grimmjow and Aizen) were passing Orihime and Ulquiorra at that time.
Now that caught Aizen's attention. He suddenly stopped short in his tracks, not even bothering to pay attention as Grimmjow sped away. "You, maid woman!" he exclaimed, pointing his Zanpaktou at her neck. Orihime flinched.
"She's my woman!" Ulquiorra interjected.
Only to be silenced by a blade through the gut.
"Ulquiorra-kun!" Orihime cried, catching his limp body.
"She's your b**ch for all I care!" Aizen snapped, pulling his sword from his former gillian's body. He held it out in front of Orihime. "Now, where were we?"
Orihime froze. "W-What are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb with me, foolish girl!" Aizen replied fiercely, his eyes now flashing with fire. "I know what you did! You poisoned my coffee, that's what!"
She gasped. "HOW DID YOU KNOW?!"
Aizen gasped in equal surprise. "You mean you did?!" he asked. "And here, I thought Grimmjow was just lying to me! But no, you admit it!"
Orihime smiled sheepishly, sweat pouring from her forehead. "Uh, no I didn't!" she put in stupidly.
"Yes, you did! And you know what I hate most? People who lie to me! Deceive me! Trick me into thinking they're the oh-so perfect subordinates when they're actually out to kill me!" He raised his Zanpaktou for the finishing strike.
"Aiiee!" Orihime shrieked, shutting her eyes in fright. But she felt...nothing. She opened her eyes and saw Aizen's sword emerged in Ulquiorra. Apparently, she had instinctively raised him up as a shield before Aizen could manage to stab her. She blushed. "Aw, thanks, Ulqui-kun! You really are my hero—"
But she was instantly cut off when Aizen's blade stabbed through Ulquiorra and pierced through Orihime as well. So much for being a hero...
And so it went. In Aizen's paranoia, he killed all the Espada and Arrancar.
Until only one was left...
"Ohh Grimmy," Aizen called out in a sing-song voice, surveying the area for Grimmjow. "Where are you? I want to kill you, so come out-come out wherever you are."
As if, Grimmjow thought as he hid right above Aizen.
"You're the only one left for me to kill," Aizen continued in the same tone, "So why you show yourself so you can just get it over with?"
No thanks, Grimmjow said to himself.
Aizen sighed. "Guess I'll have to find you the hard way..."
Grimmjow frowned. The hard way?
Suddenly, Grimmjow's entire body froze, causing him to fall straight down, right in front of Aizen!
"Ahh, there you are," Aizen said.
"Cheater!" Grimmjow accused. "You used a restraining spell on me!"
Shaking his head, Aizen pointed out, "You made me. You just had to be stubborn and play hide-and-seek with me."
"BECAUSE YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL ME!!!"
"Because you were trying to kill me."
"I told ya, it was that servant girl who did it!"
"Who tried to poison me, yes, but I've decided that I can't trust anyone these days. Not Gin, not her, or any of the Arrancars and Espadas... and that includes you."
"But why? Haven't we shown the utmost loyal to you? Haven't I been the most loyal to you?"
Raising his Zanpaktou, Aizen suggested, "Maybe next time you should kneel before me and kiss my feet every time I'd entered the room."
"I will. I swear I'll—"
"Too late."
"NNOOOOOO!!!"
Except no blow came.
Though Grimmjow had to wait for a whole minute to gather the courage to cautiously open an eye.
Only to see a short, brown-haired female just a few feet away from Aizen!
Aizen froze, paralyzed in fear. "S-Stay away from me, you hear me?!" he demanded, but it sounded more like a pitiful plea instead.
"My savior!" Grimmjow cried, kneeling before Momo. "I shall kiss your feet for an eternity!"
Momo blinked in confusion, but just ignored the Espada. "Captain Aizen?" She took a step forward...only to have said person leap across the room.
"Don't come any closer!" he warned.
Momo stared at him for a while before flashing a genuine smile. "Aw, Captain Aizen? What are you so afraid about? It's just me!"
"Don't get any closer to him, Momo!"
Momo turned around to see Hitsugaya emerge from the shadows. "Toshiro! What are you doing here?"
"Stay away from him, Momo!" he warned.
Aizen gawked. Another Shinigami? "Damn those security guards! What happened to my fortress' defenses?!" he wanted to know.
"Uh, you killed them all...Arrancar, Espada – all of us," Grimmjow put in.
"SHUT UP!!" Aizen retorted. "Do not speak unless spoken to!"
"Okay," Grimmjow squeaked.
"Hey, Captain Aizen..."
Aizen tore his attention away from Grimmjow and laid eyes upon Momo, who was now inching closer and closer to him. Panic soon got the best of him. "Help me, Grimmjow!" he begged, reaching for his last remaining subordinate, but in Grimmjow's place, he saw...
Momo!
"You're on your own, Aizen..."
He looked over to the door frame where Hitsugaya once stood and caught sight of a third Momo! This...This can't be happening! Momo – everywhere, there's a Momo! Zombie Momos!
"What's the matter, Captain? You don't look too good..."
Aizen took a step back, but it seemed that with every step he took, the Momos took another step closer. Finally, Aizen could take it no more; he seized his Zanpaktou and swung out blindly (literally), slicing through whatever Momo his sword touched first.
Finally, he allowed himself to open his eyes. The zombie Momos were gone; there was only one of them now, looking in absolute horror at the thin blade sticking out of Hitsugaya's chest!
"S-Shiro...chan...?" she breathed.
Uh-oh, Aizen thought. This can't be good.
And good it wasn't. For once Aizen withdrew his sword from Hitsugaya's now-dead body, Momo really went on a rampage. "You....MURDERER!!" She unsheathed her Zanpaktou and cornered Aizen into a wall. "How dare you kill him?!"
Aizen held up his hands in surrender. "K-Kill him?" he stuttered. "But it was an accident—!"
"I DON'T CARE!!" Momo shrieked, her blade now dangerously close to Aizen's jugular vein. "I'LL KILL YOU!!"
"B-But just listen to yourself, Momo! You weren't even like this when I tried to kill you!"
The words echoed in Momo's mind: Kill you...kill you....kill you....
And then she snapped.
"You tried to kill me? After all I've done for you? AAAAARRRRRUUUGGGGHH!!!!"
"Momo, please wait," Aizen pleaded, edging backwards as he held his hands in a 'please-stop-I-give-up' position. "I only killed you because—"
"You didn't kill me! I'm still alive! But you. You I'll kill."
"But Momo, haven't I always been a father to you? Haven't I—?"
"Snap, Tobiume!"
"Momo, don't kill Daddy—"
She did.
Grimmjow sighed in relief. "You saved my life woman. I'm forever in your—"
He was silence when Momo's shikai kido-ed him to death.
It was then that Momo then went back to Hitsuguya and knelt beside him.
Teardrops falling on his lifeless face.
"Ohh Shiro-chan," Momo wept, "If-if only I wasn't blindly infatuated with Aizen. Then, maybe we could've been together!"
"And you two will be," a familiar voice darkly reassured behind of her.
But before she could turn around to see who it was, or even figure it out, a thin blade stuck through her head.
Killing her instantly.
"Good job Shinso," Gin praised as the Zanpaktou returned to its original form. "But if only I had arrived sooner, you would still be alive, Father..."
Fortunately, Gin wasn't far off in joining 'Father' Aizen himself (as his wound still remained).
"If only you could see me as your only child, instead of that girl..." his eyes opened briefly as he glared at Momo, in which, if she was alive, she would've fainted from the terror those crimson eyes held.
"But I avenged you, father," Gin proudly told Aizen, "And now, I will... join you... myself..."
His last words before he collapsed onto Aizen.
This time, truly dead.
A/N: Please review and let us know what you thought of this chapter!