Outcast Chapter Eight
Ulquiorra's POV
I originally had no intention of following my daughter to the mortal world, but something inside of me, I'm not sure what, told me that I wanted to follow her. I knew fully well I could protect my daughter, but once again that feeling told me to take her fraccion with me.
"Is… is it really you?" Orihime whimpered. She looked older now, almost my age. She wore her high school uniform and cradled an injured girl.
"Yes. Orihime, who is that?" I asked, gesturing towards the girl. She coughed.
"I'm Bula Inoue, and if you came to hurt my mother" she looked up and I could see blood on her face "I will kill you." Her last name struck me, and I could tell a look of surprise crossed my face.
"Inoue? Would that make you Orihime's daughter?" I asked. I didn't see or hear her answer, I had to block another attack from the shinigami above us.
"Shit! Can you friggn' focus on fighting and not a stupid family reunion?" he snarled. Obviously, his inner-hollow, or whatever it was, had taken over again. And this time, he had gone after my daughter and… Bula. Who is she? I looked again at her, and I noticed something; she was arrancar, not a spirit. What was going on here?
"Ulquiorra-sama, what should I do with them?" Ggio asked. I saw he was holding Sola out of the corner of my eye. This didn't bother me anymore. I had become used to their affection about a year ago.
"Keep them in that hut until I can take them back." He nodded and moved my daughter inside.
"Be careful" Orihime said. Her voice was lighter than it was the minute before. I nodded. We would talk later, when we were home.
"Don't lose." It was Bula's voice. "You better not lose. We are counting on you."
"Don't tell me what do" I said simply at I took a step closer to the shinigami. Kurosaki, yes that was his name, was standing in the air with his sword drawn.
"You fucker! You turned her into a whore! I would have never done that to her!" he growled. Oh yes, it was obvious that he had lost control. But it was different than when it happened sixteen years ago.
"I didn't make her anything. She isn't a whore, and if you wouldn't have become romantically involved with her, is killing her better?" I questioned. He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it once he realized he couldn't have a comeback to what I had said.
"I didn't mean to…" he said when he opened his mouth.
"I have already killed you for it. I have no business with you, excluding the fact you have harmed my daughter."
"You think that you only have one daughter. Just one?" he asked. His voice was skeptical, almost at a mocking laugh. I raised an eyebrow at him. "That's great, because, look, there are two girls who look eerily similar to you and that whore."
Orihime's POV
Ulquiorra turned at the words that Kurosaki-kun had said. I couldn't help but think that it was a shame that I couldn't tell him myself.
"Is that true Orihime? Are both of those girls my daughters?" My grip on Bula's hand tightened. All I could do was nod, my voice was trapped in my throat.
"Hnn, that gives me one more reason to finish you off for good." Before I was kidnapped sixteen years ago, I would have cried had anyone uttered those words. But now, I didn't feel anything. No fear, no anger, no nothing.
"Mom?" Bula asked. I kept my stare on Ulquiorra. Her words reached my ears, not my brain.
"Mom!" She said louder now. I still stared ahead, only nodding to show I had heard her. She grabbed me by the sides of my face and jerk my head towards her.
"Listen to me." She was no longer in release and once again looked like me. "He is the one who killed you, right?" I nodded "Sola!" she yelled turning towards her sister.
"Is our dad strong enough to beat him?" she asked. Her voice wasn't one of a girl who was afraid, but one of determination.
"Yeah, he's one rank above me in the Espada." I couldn't comprehend that what she said meant that she was the fifth Espada at the moment.
"Good, 'cause if he doesn't, I'm going in." I reached out and grabbed her arm.
"What are you thinking?"
"I mean it mom, he separated our family! He killed you! Of course I'll fight!"
"Same!" Sola said. The boy who held her frowned in disapproval.
"Sola, you can't fight, your arm is broken." He sighed. I faintly recognized him as being one of Baraggon's fraccion, so I was confused as to why he was here now.
"I can fight! I can!" she protested.
"No, Sola, you can't" Ulquiorra said above us. "This is too dangerous for you."
Bula's POV
I meant it. I would fight if I had to, regardless of what my parents said. I loathed this man, that stupid orange haired man, and I would be more than happy to kill him. He had after all, killed the woman who had raised me.
I had heard my father, and I knew that if he thought it was too dangerous for my sister, it must have been too dangerous for me.
"Hey, why count the kids out?" carrot-top snickered "Is it because you have become soft, Ulquiorra?"
"Get a hold of yourself, boy. I don't want more bloodshed than necessary."
I groaned in aggravation. I could have finished him off already if I wanted to. But they were killing time with talking. "Just goddamn get it over with!" I grabbed my chest, I shouldn't have said that so loud, my chest was in so much pain. My mother saw this, and set up some sort of orange shield around me and Sola. The more time I was in it, the less I hurt. Sola's arm looked better.
"Oh, I'll give back that pathetic Ichigo if you can fight all of us off." My father raised an eyebrow, and the rest of us all gave a confused look.
"What does he mean?" the boy asked from my sister's right side. She shook her head. I turned to my mom, but she obviously knew only as much as us.
"What is going on? Isn't he Ichigo, or something like that?" I asked her. She bit her lip.
"His inner hollow must have taken over."
"What does he mean by 'all of us'?" No sooner had I spoke it had eight figures moved behind him, all wearing shingami robes.
"Oh."
Sola's POV
Not good. Not good. My dad may be strong, but I was sure he wasn't strong enough to take all of them on at once. There were at least eight shinigami, two were captains (not counting the carrot) and the rest looked at the most seated officers. There was no way he could fight all of them without help.
"Well, Kurosaki, it looks as if you were so cowardly as to bring the entire Soul Society with you" my father said.
He growled, "These aren't because I'm a coward! They're for backup if I needed it!"
"Which you will!" Bula yelled. Her attitude was… almost comical. She was so sure of herself and others. It was almost opposite to my dad's.
"He will need the back up."
"And why is that?" as he said that I saw a flash of blue go through my line of vision and I couldn't help but grin a bit.
"Hello, Pet-sama. Long time no see" Nnoitra said with a smirk. Starrk sauntered behind me and yawned loudly as Lilynette came chasing after him, yelling as him to move his ass.
Tia gracefully walked near my father as Yammy muttered something about being bored and Szayel just chuckled that he would be able to dissect shinigami. And Aaroniero just quietly followed them.
"Who are they?" my sister asked.
"The Espada" I said "And they came to help us."
A/N So, so, so sorry about not being able to update! I just had so much stuff in school to finish and AHH!
So anyways, I hope you like this one, because all that's left is the Epilogue. So R&R so I can write faster 3 you all!
