9th chapter :D I have got the tenth and eleventh chapter under work so I will release them maybe tomorrow :)
Warning! Character death!
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Chief Konoe appeared to bombshelter soon. He told he had lured most of those monsters to Watari's laboratory because everyone knew how Watari's lab could take on most explosion and his experiments.
"Boss! How mean! Now my laboratory will be completely messed up!" Watari cried.
"Who cares about your laboratory at the moment! We have got some frigging mosters here!" Tatsumi shouted and Watari started to cry even more if possible.
"So, how is the situation over here?" Chief Konoe asked.
"Well, it was good that you bought us some time because...time is something we really need at the moment..." Tatsumi said but didn't bother to explain himself.
"Tatsumi's shadows can't kill those monsters. They seem to be almost immortal", Mayumi continued to explain the situation,"Hisoka has been the only one who has been able to kill them, but he needs time for a special treatment."
"Kurosaki? How is that possible? He is just an...empath!" Chief Konoe wondered," What kind of special treatment?"
"His wounds would need a lot of time to heal",Tooru explained from next to Hisoka. HIsoka was already almost 17 years old,"Basically he is getting older by five years in five hours. "
"Okay, so basically you just need all the time you can have. I guess we can handle that." Chief Konoe said and sat down,"Watari's laboratory can hold them down for a while so I hope you can finish up before they run free again. They can't break the bombshelters door that easily too"
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Luck was on their side. Watari's laboratory could hold those monsters for almost four hours, and Hisoka's treatment was almost over when they run free. Luckily those monsters didn't have much of a brain too, so they just ran pass the entrance of the bombshelter.
"Phew, they went away!" Watari sighed,"Is Hisoka ready yet?"
"Just a minute!" Tooru shouted and sweat was covering his face. Tooru was going through some harsh transformations too. He was close to the age of 24. Hisoka was almost 21 years old, an adult already.
Tooru took his hands off from Hisoka's torso and sat down. He was tired.
"Are you okay, Tooru?" Mayumi asked and Tooru nodded silently.
Hisoka opened his eyes soon after. His wounds had been completely healed and he felt somehow heavy. He felt this familiar pain from his teenage years all over his body.
Watari came to check on Hisoka.
"How are you, bon?" He asked,"Well, maybe I shouldn't call you 'bon' anymore!" He laughed in relief.
"What's...going on...?" Hisoka asked but couldn't recognice his own voice. It was more...manly than before.
"Hisoka!" Wakaba shouted and rushed next to him. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw a man of 21 years old, long chestnut brown hair and manly torso. She stood there for a while, astonished.
"Something...wrong?" Hisoka asked, confused. He looked at everyone but no-one bothered to answer him.
"We don't have time to explain! Listen up, Hisoka. You have to finish up those monsters because we figured you would be the only one to be able to do so. Can you explain us why?" Tatsumi asked carefully.
"Well..."Hisoka started and listened to his strange voice,"...I think it's because of my shikigami..."
"Shikigami? But Riko was a water-shiki and he is already dead." Watari noted.
"No! I am not talking about Riko but...Kurikara..." He was a little ashamed to admit he had the strongest shikigami under his control.
Everyone looked at him, confused and utterly surprised.
"You what?!" Chief Konoe shouted.
"Kurikara is my shikigami", Hisoka repeated.
"Yes! But you can't use me now like you did before!"
How do you mean?
"Look at yourself! Your new body won't be able to handle my powers directly!At least not now! You have been under a great stress!"
My...new body?
Just then Hisoka realised he was much taller and much masculine than before.
He was a man.
Then...how am I able to fight? Hisoka wondered. He had no time to wonder what had happened to him.
"Well...I have no choice...I will let you use Futsu."
Futsu? That crazy sword?!
"He will listen to you if I order him to do so! He can use my flames like you!"
Okay, I think we have no time to argue about this!
"Yeah! You have to ask Futsu to come, I try to talk some sense to him. Since I am not a shikigami to be summoned directly, the same goes for Futsu."
Hisoka opened his eyes only to see everyone staring at him.
"Well?" Tatsumi asked. They had apparently been waiting for a long time.
"I will go. You stay here." Hisoka ordered and concentrated on calling Futsu.
Soon the heavy sword appeared next to him. And it wasn't only heavy, but also pretty talkative.
"YOU KID! HOW DARE YOU BE KURIKARA'S MASTER?!" Futsu cursed but Hisoka couldn't help laughing," I AM SERIOUS OVER HERE!"
"LISTEN UP YOU STUPID SWORD!" Hisoka shouted back and the sword fell silent,"I don't know what Kurikara said to you, but he said you could do what I ask you to do! So do we have a deal?"
"I have got no other option, I guess?" Futsu cursed and allowed Hisoka to grab his hold.
Futsu is pretty heavy! And my body is weak at the moment! Not a really good complication, is it?
"You have no time to joke around! Just do what you have to do!"
Hisoka opened the door of the bombshelter and was ready to go out when Tatsumi stopped him.
"I will come with you. I can at least stop those things from moving. I don't want you to go out there alone in your current state."
"But..." Hisoka tried to refuse the offer but seeing the look in Tatsumi's face he admitted he needed help," Thank you."
They left the bombshelter and closed the door with a loud bang.
"Are they going to be alright?" Watari wondered.
"Well, we have to trust them...they will be alright, don't worry about it!" Chief Konoe assured.
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Hisoka used his empathy to sense where those monsters had fleed to.
"Tatsumi! It feels like those things have headed towards the main entrance! I don't know why!" Tatsumi nodded.
"Maybe there is some survivor still there?"
"I can't say it, there are too many emotions!" Tatsumi nodded again, trying to understand how it felt to feel every emotion around you.
Then Hisoka recogniced one really familiar shinigami precense. He shallowed hard and tried to keep his calm.
"IT'S TSUZUKI!" Hisoka shouted to Tatsumi," IT'S TSUZUKI! He is somewhere over there where those things are!"
A big time for you to show up, Tsuzuki!
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Tsuzuki was pretty shocked to see the state of his usual workplace. Almost half of it had been destroyed and it was really silent. He felt like his breathing was the only voice to be heard around him.
Maybe he should shout? No, he didn't know if those mysterious "immortal" things were somewhere around there and definitely he didn't want to be the one to lure them towards himself. He should probably lurk in and try to head towards the bombshelter.
His plan didn't work, however. Immediately when he walked into the building there were these weird, human kind of creatures which gave Tsuzuki shivers. They were somehow really...scary. Their black appearance without eyes to stare at and their bones sticking out under their skin. It was weird, however, that they didn't have any wounds. They were totally unharmed. If the others had put up a fight, they should have been able to at least skratch them a little. But there was nothing which could prove that shinigami had fought back.
Then he saw those things eating something. There was a shinigami corpse. He felt like throwing up right there. They had almost completely eaten the body, but it was still recognizable. Saya had died. Saya, the one who was always cheerful and always smiling, was lying there, unmoving. It felt really bad to see Saya, his dear friend, lying dead and being eaten by some weird monsters.
Tsuzuki couldn't move. He was shocked. He couldn't move a muscle. He felt pretty desperate. He felt tears running down his cheeks. How could this have happened in here?!
Then those monsters realised somebody was standing there. Someone who was still alive. And they needed more raw flesh.
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Hisoka realised the situation. Tsuzuki, the man he had missed for a week now, was standing there in shock. He felt panic oozing from his body but he didn't let it take over him. He saw those things heading towards Tsuzuki.
"Tatsumi! Keep some of them away! I will try to handle those ones who are already trying to attack Tsuzuki!"
"Okay!" Tatsumi shouted and pulled out his shadows. Hisoka took a better hold of Futsu and fire flamed at it's blade. The blade was the color of red, like it would have been pulled out of the forge just a second ago.
Hisoka swinged Futsu and cutted two of those things at one go. He felt the weight of Futsu dragging him down, but he couldn't drop the sword now or they would loose the fight. His muscles were streched out at their maximum and he felt some umbeliavable growing pains in his limbs.
Hisoka took those things out and soon only the ones kept down by Tatsumi's shadows were left to deal with.
But Hisoka couldn't raise his hand. It hurted. He was too tired.
"Ano...what...thanks...how...who are you?" Tsuzuki mumbled behind him. Hisoka remembered Tsuzuki was right behind him and therefore he couldn't give up now. If he would, they would die here. Everyone was relying on him.
He rushed towards the ones hold down by Tatsumi's shadows and he slayed them all with a one swing of Futsu.
"YOU BETTER BE GRATEFUL!" Futsu shouted and Hisoka dismissed him, sending him back to imaginary world.
"I am. Thank you." Hisoka said silently.
Tatsumi rushed next to Hisoka.
"Are you alright?" He asked carefully.
"Yeah, I guess so...just tired...I don't think I can walk at the moment..." Hisoka said quietly and Tatsumi nodded. Hisoka sat down on the floor and took a deep breath.
It was over.
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