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Chapter 13
Masaki's heart raced at Yuji's statement. He wouldn't go after them would he? This was their fight, not Ichigo's or Toshiro's! Her muscles froze as a breeze came from behind her blowing her hair in front of her face. Two sharply pointed shadows travelled almost as fast as light towards the two.
"Masaki!"
Koken screamed in her head. Her body then had a mind of its own. Her legs began to burn from how hard she was using shunpo. Both Masakis rushed in front of her allies, the real in front of Toshiro and the other in front of Ichigo. A sickening sound of flesh being torn through erupted through the silence.
"Masaki!"
Ichigo and Toshiro screamed. Masaki looked down at her chest where the shadow had stabbed right through her, blood slowly oozing from the hole onto her clothes and the weapon. Yuji twisted it sending a scream of pain from the Masaki with the white cloak. The sound of tissue being ripped filled her ears. Ugh, the pain.
"So you're the real one, huh?"
He twisted it some more making Masaki grasp the weapon to try her hardest to stop the twisting. It sliced her hands causing them to be coated in red. Her bankai faded, so did the Masaki with the black cloak. Her figure went back to normal with her original Shihakusho. Blood covered the front and back of her clothes. Yuji withdrew his shadows and Masaki fell to her knees. Her vision was getting blurry. She fell over onto her side, which made a loud thud sound through the silence. Footsteps rushed towards her and a hand rolled her onto her back.
"Masaki, don't you dare die on me!"
Toshiro yelled as he placed his hands on her open wound.
"Hold on, please."
Ichigo begged. Masaki smiled softly, blood trickling out the corner of her mouth. Toshiro looked desperate while Ichigo looked lost.
"I love you two."
She said; her voice was barely audible. Ichigo had grabbed one of her hands while Toshiro pushed harder against her wounds trying to stop her bleeding.
"Don't give your death speech yet!"
His voice cracked as blood continued to gush over his hands.
"You are so easy to fall in love with."
Masaki painfully laughed softly and turned her head towards Ichigo.
"You're the best dad a girl could have. I'm sorry. Tell Renji and Rukia I…"
The grip Masaki had on Ichigo's hand relaxed and her hand fell to the ground. Her last exhale reached her lips.
"No! Wake up. NOW!"
Toshiro yelled as he shook her. Tears fell from his eyes onto his subordinate. Ichigo clenched his fist, his knuckles popping. Toshiro looked up to see Ichigo's face covered with a hollow mask.
"I will kill you. Who ever you are."
His voice was murderous. His eyes were yellow with black as the whites of his eyes.
"You're rather different aren't you?"
Yuji asked and Ichigo snarled and charged at him.
"Getsuga Tenshō!"
Ichigo yelled and a black, crescent moon shaped attack came from the tip of his sword. Toshiro looked down at Masaki. She looked rather peaceful and had a small smile on her lips.
"Master, you loved her didn't you?"
His ice dragon asked. Toshiro nodded.
"I did, but she's dead because she protected me. Why can I never protect the people I care about most?"
Toshiro caressed her cheek.
"She died an honorable way by protecting the people she loved most."
....
With Renji
Reiatsu skyrocketed from the same area as earlier, but Masaki's began to fade.
"Renji?"
Rukia asked, her voice cracked as they dodged the hell creatures the girl had sent at them.
"That's Masaki's fading and Ichigo's hollow reiatsu…"
Her voice was weak. What could have happened? Masaki was okay, right? The hell creatures suddenly disappeared. The girl looked in the direction where the others were at as well.
"Looks like Master finished the job he came for."
Renji and Rukia took off for that direction. Using shunpo to the maximum. The girl disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Do you think they're okay?"
Rukia panted and Renji bit his lip.
"They better be."
If Masaki was hurt, it would be one bad day for wh-
Renji stopped his train of thought when they reached the scene. Rukia had already hit her knees with her face in her hands sobbing. Masaki lay on the ground with Toshiro kneeling next to her. His reiatsu had already frozen the ground below him. Blood stained his hands and the ice below the two.
"Masaki?"
Renji asked just loud enough for Toshiro to hear.
"She's dead."
His voice was cold as usual, which pissed Renji off. He stomped over there and grabbed the front of his Shihakusho.
"How can you be so calm about this!?"
He screamed but Toshiro didn't say a word. Renji then noticed the tear marks that stained his cheeks and how unfocused his eyes were. For the first time in his life, he saw the captain look like a mere child. Renji placed him down and looked down at the girl he loved but who would never love him in return. He saw the puncture wound in her chest and held back tears. She died how she wanted.
Flashback
Renji was laying in one of the gardens of the Soul Society next to Masaki staring at the stars. She had always loved doing that; she claimed the moon and the stars were the most beautiful thing to behold. Of course, Renji disagreed. He thought the most beautiful thing was lying right next to him. Yeah, she may not be to others, but she was to him. He always found perfection in all of the scars she had, her smile, her eyes, and everything unusual about her. Masaki had interrupted his thoughts that night.
"Renji, have you ever thought how you want to die? Cause with this life style we never know when its our time."
He thought for a moment.
"I guess I'd like to die for something I believe in. What about you?"
"When I die, I want to be protecting the ones I love."
End of Flashback
Renji smiled at the thought. The clashing of Ichigo's sword could be heard in the background. Toshiro gasped loudly at something. Renji turned his gaze towards whatever it was. His eyes widened at what he saw. How was this happening?
…
With Masaki
"Wake up, Little One."
Koken's voice rang in her ears. She tried to move her heavy eyelids. Was she dead? Her eyes fluttered open and her violet eyes glanced around. She was in her inner world. Koken's muzzle was about to touch her nose. His dark blue eyes were staring intensely into hers.
"Thank Tsuki, you're okay."
He said and Masaki quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.
"No, I'm so sorry I took you with me in death!"
"Idiot, your brain is still active seven minutes after you die."
Masaki looked around till her eyes caught onto a grey figure with yellow iris surrounded by black. What was even worse, it looked like her.
"Who are you?"
The thing let out an evil laugh.
"I am Asaki, your inner hollow. Since your father is a Vizard some of his hollow reiatsu was passed onto you."
Masaki took a step back and Koken growled.
"I have been dormant in you for all your life, living rather peaceful in this world of yours. Only problem, I live for as long as you do. Right now, your outer body hasn't a heartbeat, meaning you will die in…six minutes now."
Masaki noticed her inner world beginning to crumble. Koken glanced at Masaki from the corner of his eye.
"You can either accept my power or die. I may not be anywhere near as strong as Ichigo's hollow, but if you'd like to live I'd highly recommend it, or all three of us die."
Asaki had a smirk from hell on her face. "Can I look that evil?" Masaki thought, as she looked at the thing identical to her. It sent shivers down her spine. Asaki held her hand out to Masaki.
"We don't really have a choice but to accept this offer, Masaki."
Koken said as he took another look at the completely grey thing. It almost looked like a cartoon drawing. Masaki nodded and took the hand of the creature. A huge jolt went through both Koken's and Masaki's body.
…
With Toshiro.
Masaki's body began to glow. He gasped. Was she alive after all? Before he could think another thought, her body was gone. A senile laugh came from the right. Toshiro had no idea what to think about what stood a few feet away. A white mask covered half of her face. It had black markings and its teeth all pointed. The other half of the person's face was Masaki's, but her eyes were nothing like her usually stunning ones. A yellow iris like Ichigo's pierced through the night. Masaki's bright hair blew all over the place. Her Shihakusho had huge tears in it, exposing rather large scars in her back and abdominal region, but the hole in her chest from Yuji wasn't there.
"Oh, Yuji, where are you?"
She called mockingly like a serial killer looking for its prey. Ichigo had now stopped in his tracks along with Yuji. His mask had disappeared, seeing that his time was up to use his powers. He could only hold out for five minutes using it.
"Found you."
Her reiatsu shot up, making it hard for some of the others to move. Masaki tilted her head to the side with a homicidal grin.
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Hollow Masaki! Idea of inner hollow was all VenomSpider33's! Hope yall enjoyed that. Review please!