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Chapter XXV
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Friendly reminder: this story will be slightly AU and some characters might be OOC. For anyone who is not into YAOI, please do not read any further, this is not going to be your cup of tea :) Although, by now, I am sure most of you know what you're getting into x3
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I did promise to inform when the dreaded day comes for me to re-join ships and be absent for a while. I'm afraid this will be the last chapter until the end of my contract. It does not mean I am stopping the story. Hell no! I'm determined to see this one through till the end. I will continue once I return. I will do my best to write on-board, but please note it is going to be tough. Lack of internet along with nonexistent free time is a huge bummer. But I've got to make a living. Whenever I get the chance to write and post new chapters, I will. In the meantime, please enjoy this one ^.^
Chapter XXV
Haschwalth's day had been remarkably smooth at the exception of the Hollow reiatsu felt early in the morning. Bazzard and his team just reached Karakura when they first sensed the blast. At the same instance, it was gone. Thankfully, it could not be traced back. Therefore, it was just noted as a quick skirmish between the local Shinigami and a Hollow. Although he knew better, his Majesty did inform him it had been one of Shirosaki's slips. That youngster still had to learn how to properly control his mood-swings. Haschwalth took a mental note to re-educate Shirosaki at the earliest convenience.
All in all, it had been a peaceful day. The units were sent to their respective cities. Each troop was equipped with the latest transmitter and had the task to report any abnormalities. Everything was going according to plan. The group in Karakura claimed Hollow activities was caused due to a large amount of reishi scattered within the city and its neighboring town. A similar account came from those in Narukishi. It was obvious that Hollows were targeting those towns for that reason alone, which in turn meant more Shinigami and more Shinigami called forth extra Hollows. A never-ending circle.
As for the other members scattered around the globe, they had yet to submit full reports. However, judging by the initial accounts, it seemed to be residual reishi from a time those cities or locations had been the jureichi of their times. Still, it was his duty to assure the precision of the data he had to present to the Regent and opted to wait for more details.
Haschwalth let out a small sigh. Heika had asked him to get Soren's trust. A most tedious and unpleasant mission, in his opinion. Just to stay put and not rip the other's throat was a difficult job on itself, but pretending to submit to his every whim was worse. Knowing the treacherous man killed his own son in a crazed desire for power, made Haschwalth sick. Yet, he would attempt to do it. No, he absolutely had to do it. For the Emperor and for the Denka, his lost pupil. He had to find a way into Soren's close circle.
From the information shared between Heika, Shirosaki and himself, Soren's reiatsu was found lingering on a stone in the World of the Living. Specifically, close to the now destroyed mansion. They believed he must have conspirators and uses the forest as an assembly point. Haschwalth did recall that during the planning for the attack on the manor, Soren did leave Wandenreich on more than one occasion. Now, he knew where he went. The fact that he himself had not been invited is solid proof of schemes.
And that was one of the many motives why it was so imperative Haschwalth won Soren's approval. If he could somehow convince Soren he was dependable, they would have inner intel on anything and everything the man planned.
The problem laid in the execution. How to cheat a cheater? Deceit a deceiver? Lie a liar? Trick a trickster? Haschwalth had always despised con-artists and that sentiment did not change in all the centuries past. Not that time passed in Wandenreich. After all, Wandenreich was wrapped in time and space. Not only did his Majesty create a barrier strong enough to blend within the shadows of Soul Society, but he made it so that time did not affect them in the least. Had it not been made in this fashion, they would have aged and disappeared long ago. The Emperor's foresight never chases to amaze the Grandmaster.
Yet, he had more important things to worry about. First and foremost, there were files he had to finish and paperwork to be given to the Regent on top of sorting out a method to earn that man's confidence. Haschwalth stood from his office and went to meet Soren in the throne room. Whenever the two had to meet, of all possible places within Silbern, Soren insisted it to be there. It was most likely Soren's ways of displaying his authority. Such an irrelevant notion. Everyone knew who ruled, even when the King was absent. He knocked on the door as per usual and waited for the same muffled permission to enter. He was instantly greeted by the despicable man.
"Ah! Haschwalth right on time. What news do you bring?"
Haschwalth pulled the same device he used last time and gave the updates to the Regent.
"We are pending results from the units sent to Cozumel, Mexico and Cape Town, South Africa. Though so far, I dare say Hollows are abundant in the targeted towns due to having been jureichi in their past. I did make an extended research which confirms this theory. Nonetheless, as soon as we get the final data, I will notify you."
Soren paced back and forth for a few minutes, processing the latest information.
"Jureichi or 'Important Spirit Ground', the point in the Human World that possesses the greatest concentration of spiritual beings. Its location varies every few centuries, yet in the past hundred years there were already two alterations and we are on the verge of a third. Any possibility to pinpoint which will be the next jureichi?"
Haschwalth swiftly typed on the contraption with his right hand, his left busy holding the item in place. Every single calculation and move made, was seen on the wall. Soren paid extreme attention to each move and each step Haschwalth made. Soren already knew that the result should be unidentifiable as the jureichi was not fully settled. Nevertheless, it was to be somewhere between Karakura and Narukishi. What Soren did not know, was that Haschwalth was already aware of the same thanks to the Emperor.
Soon Haschwalth paused, the screen showed the mentioned discrepancy.
"Hmm… It seems unstable, as though it is not firmly established. There are indications that it will be in either Karakura or Narukishi. Regrettably, it is not clear which of the two or if both will become the jureichi. My apologies Lord Soren."
Having apologized, he lightly bowed. It wasn't a common occurrence, but Haschwalth always did so when he could not get a hundred percent correct data. Soren basked at the sight. He so adored to push people around, but even more, he cherished every single second he could get the Grandmaster down. His lock-down was more for Soren's enjoyment as well as for fear the other would find and release the Sealed King. He could not let that happen. Soren now had to play the role of a benevolent and forgiving leader, yet another action he loved.
"Never mind Haschwalth. Good job on getting this much. Considering the lack of particles, you had to work with, it is an amazing result all the same."
Soren had done this test for three reasons. One to test Haschwalth's capabilities and knowledge. Rare where those who knew what the jureichi was, not to mention how to trace it down. Second, he wanted to check if Haschwalth would show how he conducted the search or would try to conceal his moves. Basically, he was inspecting how the task was performed and if he would be true with the outcome. Recently, Soren had doubted Haschwalth's loyalties, but it seemed he had him right where he wanted, under his control. And third, he wanted to see if Haschwalth would admit defeat and how he would behave. After all, he basked in the others humiliation.
At the moment, everything moved according to plans, excluding Masaki's continuous search, Shirosaki's rebirth and the dead dolls. He would have to make more and fast.
"I see we already have feedbacks from the squads in Karakura and Narukishi, yet no signs of Lady Masaki. An explanation would be great."
Haschwalth opened the files on the display and analyzed them with the Regent.
"The investigation within Karakura was completed rather fast, but efficiently. Excluding the Hollow attack and the two Shinigami, nothing else could be detected and there were no other abnormalities. As for Narukishi, they took a bit longer due to the constant movement of the Shinigami. While in Karakura they traveled in unison, in Narukishi they separated often and our men had to lay low. Several minor Hollow attacks, but no other residues or leads. There has been an interesting report from the troop sent to Tallinn, Estonia, allow a moment for it to be shown…"
Haschwalth tapped at the keyboard a couple of time and revealed the wanted data.
"Quincy reiatsu was found in the following order: The Cathedral of St. Mary, Kiek in de Kök and Bastion Passage, Danish King's Garden and Maiden Tower where the trace disappears. It was rediscovered around the Holy Spirit Church and lead to the Great Coastal Gate and the 'Large' Margaret's Tower. From there, our members were guided by minuscule particles to the port."
Soren inspected carefully each spot mentioned on the map. There was something with Quincy and churches, but he wondered what was so special about this intelligence.
"Care to elaborate? It is common knowledge that Quincy frequent old jureichi towns as well as churches and similar locations."
Haschwalth would have smirked, if he was allowed. Instead, he continued as per normal.
"Any and all Quincy reiatsu remains, nowadays, are exclusively around Japan where the last family heads reside or resided. Signals out of Japan, at this point, are suspicious. This reiatsu is fresh, not stagnant and very similar to our missing Lady."
Soren connected the dots. A huge smile broke on his face, invisible thanks to the cover, but tangible from his posture. Finally, something new.
"Excellent. Superb. Now we need to find her and figure out how she left the country in the first place."
Haschwalth, ready as always, had the solution at hand.
"We have backtracked the case to the cottage Bazzard Black inspected along with the second investigation team. The reason for the many obstacles was to hinder our arrival and trespassing before the portal closed. Once outside the manor, Lady Masaki must have made it to the cottage where she rested and recovered. Then, at the peak of her strength, she must have used the prearranged gateway which took her out of the country. I sincerely doubt the portal took her straight to Estonia. Hypothetically, she should have journeyed across several nations. Humans have, for unknown reasons, built churches in most locations where these doorways lay dormant, hence the reason for Quincies to be around churches, besides the 'holy' part."
Soren was ecstatic. Haschwalth was truly worthy of his title. If only he could turn the guy from his dedication toward the King, he would be a great asset to his slowly rising army. It would be so much easier with a man of Haschwalth's skills. Soren would find a way to sway the blonde man sooner or later, somehow. Not that he would brag about it, but he had spent a long time researching poisons and potions. They are easy to administer and are not messy. It took a lot of time to prepare them, not to mention the myriads of tests needed before achieving the desired goal. His inner musing was interrupted by Haschwalth's tender tenor.
"I have in mind to regroup our men as soon as all units return and appoint a new mission. With your permission Lord Soren, would it be acceptable to send them through some of those portals and see where they end up? That way we could see if there is a pattern to the entry and exit points. The problem with the gateways is that once used they are gone for a certain period of time. We could experiment to learn the amount of time they take to re-generate and track Lady Masaki with more efficiency. Yet, I wonder…"
Soren had been so happy at the prospect of getting Masaki that he missed most of the conversation. However, the pause did make him focus.
"Go on Haschwalth. What is it that you wanted to say?"
Haschwalth returned to the map of Tallinn.
"It's just wrong. The trail starts at the church which is logical, but ends in the port. The King never did put any of the portals near rivers, seas or oceans. I wonder if our little lady is traveling with someone, a servant who is adept at human traveling? That would explain why the reiatsu leaked and why it went in the direction of the port."
Soren paled behind his mask, not that you could see, but the way his shoulders stiffened was a telltale.
"You think she is on a boat?"
His response was a light nod of the head. From good to bad in zero point one second. Soren started striding around the room in circles again, visibly upset. Though, if he was honest, he was thankful Haschwalth was so good at what he did. He himself would not have come to the same conclusion for another day or two and by then who knew if they would ever find another lead.
Haschwalth on the other side remained as controlled as ever, but if you were to enter his mind, you would see him doing a victory dance. Bait, hook and sinker just as his Majesty anticipated. Heika and Shirosaki had set-up the whole thing in an attempt to give Masaki-sama an opportunity to live a normal life. And, as an added bonus, it spectacularly messed-up with Soren's head. By the end of the game, the Regent will not know where is up or down. The whole process should buy them a decade or two, more or less. Afterwards, the Emperor would turn the tables around and restart from a completely different angle.
Haschwalth saw the agitation in Soren's movements. Really, you'd have to be blind and deaf not to realize from his rushed march. Haschwalth knew he would have to give another 'helpful' suggestion, if he had any desires to finish for the evening.
"My Lord, the crew is still in Estonia. Would you wish me to request they get information on which ships left port in the past few days? I am positive we will get more clues once all vessels are segregated and sorted by type. We can already eliminate cargo, containers, dry-bulk carriers and tanker ships. Consequently, concentrate on passenger vessels: cruise ships, sea and ocean liners, sailing ships and ferries."
Soren stopped in his tracks. Not bad at all. Even if Haschwalth was prohibited from leaving Wandenreich, he kept up to date with all the goings in the World of the Living. The young man sure did take his position seriously. Must be why he was as efficient as he was.
"Very well, a splendid idea as usual Haschwalth. Please do the needed. Oh, look at the time! Any more and I'll be late to an appointment. I fully entrust you with the operation. Continue to keep me posted. You may be excused."
Haschwalth was surprised the Regent told him he had an errand, but did not let it be seen. He bowed and left, going back to his quarters. Preparing all errands as agreed with the Regent while walking. Sorting out so much data in little time was as easy as breathing. An acquired dexterity, practiced to the maximum and now a habit. Doing two or three things simultaneously could easily distract many, but to Haschwalth it was like drinking a glass of water. At court, it was expected of him to follow conversations, take notes and look for potential threats.
He remembered his Majesty's instructions when he was a teen. It was thanks to the King he was able to broaden his mind and develop his multitasking talent. All those teachings, he improved and polished to the upmost. Haschwalth in turn gave those same lessons to the Denka. Such a fine student, quick to learn once you showed him the ropes. Most importantly, Denka had always been eager to know and continuously did his best, expanding and refining everything grasped and learnt.
He had to clear his head to shake memories away. If he was to reflect too deeply, he would probably end the night by returning to the throne room and skin Soren from head to toe. That would have to wait a little longer. Once in the comfort of his chambers, he locked the door and pulled out, what appeared to be a royal blue and silver mini communicator. The item had but one black button. When pressed, it bonded with its twin which was in the hands of his Majesty. Distance mattered not, as both devices operated via reiatsu. Moments later he heard a small click sound, indicating a successful connection between the distant machines. He waited to hear the agreed tapping signals before speaking.
"Stallion to Hawk, stage one is complete. Phase two, in motion and will be in full force by mid-morning. 'Harlequin*' is leaving for a get-together with possible other jesters as we speak."
"Hawk to Stallion, noted. A cloaked Moon will cast its shadows on Harlequin. Fresh air will be in Eldritch when you get the chance to soar. Let me know by Solar noon*. Over."
At the end of the short conversation Haschwalth let out a healthy chuckle. The two of them along with Shirosaki came up with an easy coding. Amusing and childish, but simple and unexpected for someone like his Majesty. There was no way anyone would ever believe he was talking to the Emperor in codes and riddles. Yet, it was a safety precaution, in the event that someone was to spy on Haschwalth's moves or the areas he frequented.
Shirosaki was the one to insist his Majesty took the code name 'Stallion' and Haschwalth 'Hawk'. He easily guessed why 'Hawk' for himself. Though, why 'Stallion' for the King when it could have been any other animal? Surely 'Dragon', 'Panther' or 'Tiger' would have been more apt. He simply could not understand. Yet Heika seemed to know something as he heard a small snicker from the Sovereign at the Hollow's demand.
'A cloaked Moon will cast its shadows on Harlequin'. Easy. 'Cloak' was for the Emperor's dark mantle, 'Moon' for Shirosaki. It meant the two would follow the 'Harlequin' and his moves. A fool who thinks he is smarter than everyone else, befitting of Soren and his trickery. There was a minor debate weather to use 'Harlequin' or 'Loki', but they ended up choosing the first as a deceiving factor. The way he was told to speak freely in the Eldritch room when he got the time, was a dead give-away. He would have to report by noon if he could make it or not. More than enough time to plan his daily activities.
Who would have thought they would be reduced to encrypted speech? It certainly was better than the alternative. To avoid being caught off guard, Haschwalth took a few comedies with Harlequin as the main protagonist. Should anyone barge in on him, they would guess he had been reading aloud, immersed in the tale. He smiled, it was about time to rest.
It took longer than expected for Isshin to reach the World of the Living. When Toshiro told him that his squad members died, he didn't think, he rushed. His gut feeling told him there was more to the case than met the eyes. Three deaths in less than a month raised all kinds of red flags. What was the cause? Are Shinigami the only victims or where there more? How could the culprit attack and leave without anyone noticing? He was plagued by so many questions to which he had no answers. It was maddening.
With Shunpo, he flashed from place to place and soon came to the border between cities. As per the coordinates, this was where the first death happened. A brash Shinigami from the Fifth with an attitude problem, but very talented. Aizen-Taichou well known to be extremely particular when selecting new-recruits fresh from the academy. Those chosen were exceedingly strong in at least one form of Zankensoki*. So, here comes the hardest question 'How could a powerful youth be killed without alerting the radars?' From their intel, there was a short battle between the kid and a Hollow, neither winning as both perished. What annoyed him was the fact that the information was only found out hours after the incident occurred and that was thanks to the girl of the Thirteenth. The poor girl went through Hell for doing her duty.
Isshin shook his head and concentrated on the feel of the air. Nothing. That was weird. Even if it has been days, he should be able to get at least something. Alas there was not even a speck of reiatsu left. The Sun was setting, he better hurry to the area where his men died if he wanted to find anything out. He flashed to his next destination within Narukishi.
'Damn. Whatever happened here it was intense.'
There wasn't much reiatsu left to tell him exactly what occurred, but the little he could sense made him realize his crew stood no chance. Whoever the Hollow had been, must have made it out unscratched. But there was a lingering feeling of something else… something he had never encountered before.
'Could it be that the Hollow left because of this mysterious power? But how and why? What could be out here dangerous enough to chase away a Hollow? Could it be another one? Maybe an even stronger Hollow? Yet, it doesn't give that vibe. It is muttered as though it is concealed. Better check with the newly assigned guys to this town if they have any useful info.'
Having made his mind, Isshin took a few steps before relying on Shunpo. It took no time for the Shiba branch head to find his men. One of them has short wavy black hair which appeared to have never seen a brush. The other is much more elegant with smooth short ashen-brown short hair and long bangs. The bangs were neatly split toward the left side, leaving a small lock behind his right ear, the rest swept to the left. The two men seemed to be in their early thirties, but were probably older. They watched the sky with worried expressions. The dark haired one spoke up first.
"It's getting cloudy. A bad omen, I tell you. You know the guys before us died when it started to rain, right? Before that, everything was fine, just like today."
The ashen-brown shivered and snapped back at his companion.
"Scary. You're going to hex us if you continue saying stuff like that. So, stop!"
"No, really. Even the dude from the Fifth met his maker on a rainy evening."
Their light bickering was put to a stop when they heard a childish voice from their backs making them jump out of their skins.
"I see, so rainy days are dangerous, huh? Nice! Thanks for the tip."
Both males surprised exclaimed "Shiba-Taichou!" while their Captain started to mumble loudly to himself.
"So, I came at a good time. I'm really glad I did not come for nothing."
The dark-haired Shinigami recovered first and nervously spoke up.
"Why did you come here Taichou?! We were not expecting you."
Isshin looked back at his subordinates, trying to find an excuse.
"Hmm? Me? Oh… I was looking for a toilet and got lost."
The two were even more shocked at the nonchalant response and shouted: "Lamest lie of all times!"
Isshin was not bothered in the least and turned to look at the city, unworried to leave his back open to his underlings.
"Ah, oh well. No big deal. Anyway, you two, if it starts to rain, I want you to go home early. I want to pee alone."
The last sentence was said so solemnly and with a seriousness not witnessed often from the cheerful Taichou. The two swallowed and decided to give their Taichou some space by moving a couple of buildings away.
Aizen met his companions in the lab. The day had been stressful, but it was about to get better. Their cameras were re-set and in perfect working condition, proved when they were able to see clearly Narukishi. The only downside was the unknown fate of their last experiment. Based on the mini-chip they placed inside the subject, the experiment was living on. Well, as much as you could expect from a Hollowfied dead Shinigami. Honestly, when he gave the suggestion, Aizen never thought the sample would have been such a success. They were on the right track.
But tonight, they were playing with a different examination, while waiting for the previous victim to return. They were trying to see if Hollows themselves could be subjected to an additional Hollowfication. He came in time to see the first results.
"Well then. Did we get anything?"
Gin was the first to see him come and responded with a small.
"Oh! Good evening. Nope. Nothing at all."
Tousen, on the other side, gave the full data.
"Unfortunately, it doesn't work. We were able to equip Hollows with targeted Hollowfication. However, the whole project is virulent and will not function with normal souls nor the souls of division members."
A little disappointing, but not unforeseen.
"I see. It's fine. Soon we'll be able to find out the whereabouts of Hirako Shinji's group. I am positive the last experiment will come out again and lure Shinji's gang from hiding. When that occurs, we will be able to continue our study on both cases. Almost like killing two birds with one stone. Let us be patient. Everything will go according to our plans."
It wasn't long after he uttered those words, that a beeping came from one of the many machines. Gin moved to see what was causing the commotion.
"Oh? Aizen-Taichou, we just found the misplaced specimen. It just came out from a Garganta and is roaming around Narukishi. And even better, it knows how to hide it's reiatsu. Must have learnt a new trick while away."
Aizen smirked, pleased to hear the news. Not only was it a success, but it even improved in the short time its been absent. Superb. Now they just had to sit and wait. Battle pheromones will spread and attract Hirako Shinji and his misfits. He was about to turn from that screen, when there was a sudden energy outburst.
Aizen searched for the source of that reiatsu. He knew it did not belong to their Hollow. Therefore, it was logical someone was trying to draw their test away from its designated task. In the time it took for him to readjust the spying devices, the battle between their Hollow and the unknown reiatsu began. And then, finally, one of the cameras locked on to a most unexpected sight.
"What a surprise. The Taichou of the Tenth division. Why is he there?"
At those words, Tousen visibly stiffened.
Gin was the only one who seemed to be having a real good time as he merrily declared.
"Oh-ho. He went without permission. Poor Isshin will be scolded. But this is no good. It will cause us some trouble."
He may have said so, but it sounded like he was looking forward to the issue at hand. Aizen smiled a deranged and sadistic smile which would give even the devil a run for his money.
"That's fine. An unexpected harvest. I want to see it closer. Is there a way?"
As he spoke, he turned to face his partners. Gin was happily nodding his head, while Tousen just gave a curt nod. Nothing else needed to be said. Tousen pulled out from one of the cupboards three long black coats and matching hats. Once donned, the three made their way out of the laboratory to open a Senkaimon. None of them aware they just 'invited' three figures hidden near the entrance.
Shirosaki was uncertain. He so wanted to go back to the World of the Living and kick some buts. It was the most profitable night since they returned to Japan and he was missing all the action. After all, back home there were a powerful Hollow and four Taichou.
Ossan on the other hand was not as worried. There was no point in going back if a Taichou was engaged. Also, another opportunity like this would not present itself again for quite some time. They were in their rival's den. A golden chance to search for the orb unhindered. Having made up his mind, he spoke up loud enough to be heard by his colleagues and the scientist back in the Human World.
"We hear you loud and clear Urahara-san. However, there are some updates from our side as well. Aizen and his associates have left to see live the ongoing fight. We can't risk exposing Shirosaki or myself and on top of that, we do have access to their workshop as we speak. Keep us posted in case we need to retreat and assist the Taichou. But do also keep tabs on Aizen's moves. We may never again get such favorable circumstances."
The three waited a moment to hear the verdict, which came accompanied by a sigh.
"You do have a valid point. Anyway, I was not able to deactivate Aizen's gadgets this time around. But I did manage to hack into the system, so I'll tell you what goes on. Please do be careful. I doubt Aizen would leave the lab unsupervised."
With that said and done, Shirosaki exhaled disappointedly. So much about having some fun tonight. If the Taichou was any good, he will use Bankai and eliminate the Hollow in a couple of moves. Oh, well. No point in crying over spilled milk. Such a let-down. Meh, he'd have to go into his inner world and get a few rounds with Zangetsu. It was about time. Yet recently, it seemed like he never had enough time to do it properly and by properly he meant with a solid barrier.
Ossan opened the door and the three were met by an endless wall of screens. Just how much technology did these guys use? Shirosaki's eyes zeroed on the display showing the remnants of an experiment gone wrong. Gazing intently, he saw notes explaining the process and outcome. Sheesh, the poor gooey thing used to be a Hollow. Forcing a Hollow into one more Hollowfication? The heck?! Like that could ever work. It was like adding water on top of water. He shivered. If that was what they were doing to Hollows, what would they do to him? He shivered at the mere thought and concentrated on the job at hand.
Ossan too was perturbed at the sight of so many tests. From what he could tell, these were the most recent ones. He saw the ongoing battle between the Hollow and Taichou. With any luck the Taichou would win and put the unfortunate soul at rest. Just as he was about to remove his eyes from the display, he saw the Taichou received an unexpected deep wound to his back. There was no way the Hollow could have done that damage. He approached the keyboard and rewind the tape. Ah, looks like one of the concealed men attacked from behind.
That meant they were running out of time. He closed his eyes and expanded his senses. Intently seeking for any signs, the gem might be in this establishment. He could tell, Shirosaki was doing the same and focused to synchronize their energies, simplifying the difficult job.
Yoruichi realized she was not needed and pouted. What was a woman to do to get a man's attention? She understood it was a delicate process, but she would have appreciated it more if they had told her what they were doing. Perhaps, they finally realized her beauty perfectly matched her intelligence. Feeling much better, she hopped from Shirosaki's neck and dedicated her attention to what was going on in the Living World.
Shortly her two companions let out exasperated groans. Well, more like Shirosaki compensated for the two as the Emperor's sigh was inaudible. Ossan spoke with a sad tone.
"I am afraid it is not within this facility."
Shirosaki nodded and added.
"Yeah, he did bring it at one point and probably used it too, but it's not here right now. Do you think he is keeping it in Seireitei? Risky, but audacious. Could be that he is doing it on purpose. To have a dangerous item under the Shinigami's nose. What do you think Ossan?... Ossan?"
Shirosaki turned around to look at Ossan who was not answering. He was about to taut the man for not listening, but he too was rendered speechless. The screens focused on the battle in the World of the Living showed a most chilling image. Masaki held the Hollow by the neck and blasted him away with an arrow.
'Shit! When did she get involved? And why were they not made aware?!'
Shirosaki was pissed and made it known by yelling out loud.
"Oi! Getabōshi! What's the meaning of this?! Why is Masaki fighting?! Wasn't your Taichou supposed to beat him? And why the Hell did you not tell us she got mixed into this mess?!"
The response did not appease his anger in the least.
"What do you mean Shirosaki-san? I've been trying to communicate with all of you for the past few minutes. There were interferences from your side. Though, I'm not sure what could have generated said obstruction."
Ossan understood. Their combined hunt for the Hogyoku must have meddled with the delicate devices. And by the looks of things, Aizen and his men were on their way back.
"It's alright. I didn't think our pursuit for the fragment would have tampered with your equipment Urahara-san. Shirosaki, Yoruichi-san, let us go. Those three should be back at any moment now."
Shirosaki would have continued to curse the scientist and his faulty gadgets, but refrained only because Ossan said the traitors were getting back to base. It was better if they left now, before they got caught. Yoruichi took that moment to jump back on Shirosaki's comfy shoulders. They were right on time too, for as soon as they left the building and the barrier a Shōji* door opened for the three conspirators. Out of the three, the one with purple hair appeared to be the most upset. The brown-haired one was calm with a dash of excitement. The last one could be considered a sly fox in disguise. Eyes narrowed to slits, silver hair and a creepy smile.
If Shirosaki remembered correctly that was supposed to be the double agent guy. Sheesh, how in the world were they to get close to such a man without compromising their mission? Not that they would do it now. Plenty of time to overcome that difficulty, but not tonight.
Once the three were out of sight and back in their lab, Ossan gave Shirosaki a quick nod which was their unspoken signal to open a Garganta to the Urahara Shoten. Shirosaki raised his hand ready to get the task done, when they heard a minuscule ding and vibrations. Giving Shirosaki a pointed look, Ossan rummaged through his coat and pulled a communicator. It was the one he got from Haschwalth. He moved to get away from the desolated area while making a series of tapping noises. The machine was made in such a way that only he would hear what was said.
"Stallion to Hawk, stage one is complete. Phase two, in motion and will be in full force by mid-morning. 'Harlequin*' is leaving for a get-together with possible other jesters as we speak."
Those were not good news. But he understood and promptly responded.
"Hawk to Stallion, noted. A cloaked Moon will cast its shadows on Harlequin. Fresh air will be in Eldritch when you get the chance to soar. Let me know by Solar noon*. Over."
Yoruichi was a little baffled that the man was talking to himself, but noticed how Shirosaki waited patiently for something. Ossan glanced at Shirosaki and realized the cat was questioning what was going on. Thus, he took it upon himself to clear the situation.
"There is a slight change in our next destination. Haschwalth just told me Soren is scheming one thing or the other. If it's alright with you Yoruichi-san, I would like to witness what he plans. That goes for you too Urahara-san."
Yoruichi had no issues which was soon confirmed by Urahara via their transmitters.
"Perfect. Shirosaki do you think you could open the Garganta to the forest near the destroyed mansion?"
Shirosaki took a deep breath and concentrated closing his eyes in the process. Once he connected with the location he reopened his eyes and flicked his hand opening the black void.
"Let's go. With any luck we will get there before him."
Those words were ushered with his usual smirk in place and before he entered the Garganta he felt a firm grip on his left arm. He did not need to see who it was. He knew Ossan was giving support but also a silent warning. He scoffed and quietly said.
"Don't worry Ossan. I know, I'll keep cool. After all, vengeance is a dish best served cold."
With those ominous words the three were swallowed by darkness.
Isshin stood atop one of the tallest buildings in Narukishi, determination firmly placed on his face. He wanted to make sure he was the first to encounter the unknown menace. His two subordinates were doing a poor job at spying, but he knew there was no point in telling them to buzz-off. It's been an hour since he came and finally, a light drizzle commenced.
Out of sight, the two members of the Tenth were lost. The black-haired one started a light conversation.
"It's raining. What should we do? He told us to go home."
He was immediately reprimanded by his partner.
"Idiot! If we go back to Soul Society, we will be demoted! Do you want that?! We can just stay here for the time being. Taichou will definitely do something about this crazy situation."
The two had no idea just how correct they were.
'I've looked everywhere and from all I gathered the only casualties were the Shinigami. Shinigami being targeted means that they are the final goal, or that it's a reaction to powerful reiatsu. If it's the latter, I could try to attract them with reiatsu.'
Finalizing his inner monologue, Isshin grabbed his Zanpakuto and raised his reiatsu, scaring his subordinates who had never felt that much reiatsu coming from their Taichou. At that moment, a scream pierced the night. Isshin turned in the direction of the scream. Something or someone attacked his men instead of him.
"Shit! So, it didn't react to my reiatsu?"
He was about to Shunpo to his, now, former members, but there was a sudden loud noise behind him. Glancing over his shoulder he was astonished.
"What… what is that?! A black Hollow?"
As thought the monstrosity heard him, it slowly turned around, staring him down, only to erupt in a loud roar, stupefying the Shinigami Taichou.
"Wow. I see. It is completely black and has a closed hole, but this reiatsu is definitely a Hollow's."
Not a second later, the Hollow attacked him head on and he unsheathed his Zanpakuto.
At the Ishida's household, within the warmth of her room, Masaki was considering her options. Everything that happened in the past few days was catching up with her, it was sad. First her family was murdered, then she was found by Heika and Shirosaki-san. She met her cousins and really wanted to stay with them, but she felt like a burden, a burden that could be a potential bride to continue the purity of their race.
By the little she sensed from the Emperor, he did not appear to be extensively strict. Sure, he was strong, but fair and kind. He even went as far as giving her the liberty and opportunity to choose her own path. That did not mean the Ishida's were the same. That did not mean the Ishida's were the same.
She liked Ryuken and came to call him Ryu-chan out of friendship. She herself did not know when she first used the pet-name, but Ryuken went along, so she was assured it was fine. If that was not the case, Ryuken would have told her from the beginning. She also became very fond of everyone in the house. Soken-san, Lady Else, the servants, especially Cord-san and Katagiri-san. They all became very precious to her in little time. And yet, she could not but feel depressed from time to time. She was not sure staying was the best solution, but then what could she do? Traveling with Heika and Shirosaki-san could be fun, but would lose all the friends she made at school.
All those conflicting thoughts confused and plagued her mind. She felt so lost. She was brought out of her depression when she felt two huge reiatsu signatures.
'I can feel an incredibly powerful reiatsu getting closer. A Hollow and… another one. Oh, no! It's the same monster from yesterday. I have to help.'
Just like that, all negative thoughts dispersed and were replaced by a need to assist, so, she ran. She paused at the main door by a calm voice.
"Where are you going Masaki? No, I suppose there is no need to ask. Just don't."
Masaki's head flew in the direction from where the voice was coming.
"Ryu-chan."
Indeed, a tranquil Ryuken was at the top of the staircase, staring Masaki with patient but serious eyes covered by glasses.
"I am sure you have been told before and if not, it has already been explained several times since you came here. We Quincy should only come out after the Shinigami die. And even then, we should let Gemischt go. Masaki, you should be more aware of your position. You do understand, don't you. You should care more about yourself. We Echt shouldn't waste our blood so easily."
"But, Ryu-chan…"
That sentence was never finalized as a huge blast rumbled from the outside. Even more determined, Masaki reached for the door's handle.
"Wait Masaki!"
"Ryu-chan. You know, the fact that you think about Aunty, the Quincy, the future and many other things before you act… is something that I really like about you. But… I'm not you. To me 'caring about myself' means to do everything in my power every day. If today I don't do what I can, because of some custom or tradition and if because of that someone… anyone dies, I won't be able to forgive or look myself in the mirror tomorrow."
With that, she opened the door and rushed out. Ryuken stood there motionless for a couple seconds. He then took a mini-radio with a Quincy Zeichen and pressed a button.
"Katagiri. We are going out for a bit. Prepare the reishi armor."
Isshin was in a sticky situation. The Hollow was giving him a bit of a hard time. With just a few front attacks, he was sent flying. He did parry, mind you, but the strength behind each strike was getting heavier by the second.
'I can't understand. Its physical appearance is somewhat that of a Hollow… But it feels like I'm fighting a Shinigami. This is a bummer.'
His musing was interrupted by a shill female voice.
"Shiba-Taichou?! What are you doing here? Karakura town is under the jurisdiction of Squad Thirteen!"
Isshin gazed backwards, a young lady from the Thirteenth, with black hair tied to the right was coming his way.
'Shoot! I surpassed the boundary!'
The creature he was fighting attacked again. Then stepped to the left to move past him and headed straight for the unsuspecting girl. By the time Isshin managed to scream "RUN!" it was already too late. The Hollow charged a Cero from his horns annihilating the poor girl on the spot.
'Was that a Cero?! What the hell? That's not a Hollow, but it's not a Menos either.'
Isshin hurried to attack the creature from behind, but was fended off by the Hollow's blade.
"Hey. There is no way a monster like you could exist without Soul Society's knowledge. Someone must be sheltering you… Who's pulling the strings?"
His only response was a low growl.
"No answer, huh? Not talkative? Well it's not like I care. Weather you talk or not, I'm gonna slash you anyway."
With that, he pushed the Hollow back and called forth his Shikai.
"Burn Engetsu*!"
The blade was suddenly engulfed in flame like spiritual energy, which immersing the sword's blue tassels and creating long, trailing streams. Isshin prepared to once again attack his foe, but felt a sharp pain on his back and stopped in his track. He somehow sustained a long and deep cut going from his right shoulder in a diagonal line to his lower back on the left.
'Ouch! This slash was not the Hollow's doing. It was definitely a Zanpakuto! Which means it was a Shinigami. A traitor must be hiding in the background!'
He raised his head in the air and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Urgh! Who are you?! I know you are out there! Come out and stop hiding!"
Aizen and company made it to the World of the Living just in time to see the powerful Cero their sample unleashed. It was spectacular. Yet, the moment Shiba-Taichou released his Shikai Aizen snapped and with a swift move injured the unaware Taichou with a serious wound.
Returning to his cronies he commented more to himself than the rest of his group.
"A cloak that isolates reiatsu almost completely. By kneading some Kido into it even your body can blend into the air, rendering you nearly invisible. What a wonderful parting gift you left. Urahara Kisuke."
Isshin's shout was heard but ignored by all except Ichimaru Gin.
"Ops! Looks like he realized it wasn't a Hollow that hit him."
Aizen only answered with a meager. "Indeed. I'm going." And turned to leave, which surprised the smiling man.
"Is it ok? I mean, it's…"
Gin never managed to say what he wanted as Aizen interrupted once again.
"His Bankai is quite a burden to his body. He won't be able to se it with that wound. If a Taichou ranked officer is able to defeat it with just Shikai, it means that sample was a failure in the first place."
The normally quiet and reserved Tousen felt offended and, for a change, spoke up his mind.
"It's not a 'sample'. Please call it 'White'. He is completely different from all the types of Hollow we created so far. It's the first one we created based on the Soul of a Shinigami."
Aizen considered the idea and slowly agreed.
"You are right. Sorry Kaname. However, calling it 'White' even though it's completely clad in a black armor just because of his inner 'whiteness' is simply ironic."
Isshin knew he was in a pinch. The situation turned from bad to worse in a matter of seconds and his opponent was not giving him any time to recover from the sustained cut. He barely had enough strength to block and parry attack after attack.
'The wound is deep. I can't fix my reiatsu! At this rate, I won't be able to use Bankai.'
He blocked another forward strike and dodged the swing coming from the left by jumping away. His constant escapes were upsetting the beast of a Hollow who screeched and jumped at him. Getting annoyed, Isshin grabbed a bit of his own blood and brought it to his mouth.
"Don't underestimate me you piece of shit!"
He swallowed the blood and spat it onto his sword, creating a large wave of deadly energy which combined with the flames on his sword and assaulted the Hollow taking the monster's left hand in the process. Even so, the Hollow continued its onslaught and sent him down to crash on top of a building.
"Hah… You're pretty good even without an arm. Not bad."
As anticipated the Hollow did not answer, but it did come at him with incredible speed and with all of his weight. Isshin blocked again, but felt the strain in his body. He had a bigger problem at hand, that is the Cero that was forming between the Hollow's horns. He was sure he was about to be killed, but at the very last moment the Hollow stopped and suddenly moved to the right to avoid a blue projectile which came from somewhere behind Isshin.
Looking backwards to see who saved his sorry hide, he was shocked to see a little girl with a bow and arrow. It seemed both items were made of reiatsu, which was odd.
"Who's she?!" was his eloquent question.
Aizen was glad he did not leave immediately after inflicting the injury on the other Taichou. For right before their eyes stood a rare breed.
"A Quincy!"
Tousen was anxious and ready to destroy the interference.
"This was not in our plan. I'll eliminate her."
He was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
"Wait. Let's see what happens.
Masaki used Hirenkyaku to reach her destination. True to her suspicions, the Hollow was the same one from the previous night. A handsome stranger was fending it off, but had a really bad injury and seemed to struggle. When she saw the Hollow was preparing to fire a Cero, she called forth her weapon and shot an arrow. From that moment on, she had eyes only for the Hollow. Her sentiment must have been shared, for the monstrosity left the Shinigami and rushed at her with unbelievable speed. She swore she heard a cry of "Wait!", but weather it was aimed at her or the Hollow, she was not sure.
She released a barrage of arrows, but the Hollow was too fast for her.
'What an amazing display of dexterity. I can't aim! Well if that is the case, then…'
She let go of the weapon, dispersing the reiatsu, stupefying all spectators aside from the Hollow who opened his mouth and bit her left shoulder, not letting go.
She quickly took the opportunity and placed her hand on the Hollows mask keeping him in place.
"Good. I got you."
With her right hand, she formed a miniature bow and a big arrow, shooting the dangerous Hollow through the head at point-blank range leaving everyone speechless.
The Hollow's mask and body started breaking apart. Simultaneously the white substance which covered its hole started to expand on its back. That was enough for Isshin to Shunpo and grab the Hollow by its face. At that instant the Hollow blew up in an enormous explosion. The still hiding group, too was astounded. All but one Tousen who was irritated at the knowledge their precious 'White' exploded.
Masaki wasn't hurt, but only because the Shinigami took the harshest portion of the devastating impact. She hastily ran to check the man's health status.
"Are you ok?!"
Isshin smiled and answered with his cheerful demeanor.
"Yeah. Ouch. Sorry, Thank you. How shameful… a Taichou saved by a girl."
Still worried, Masaki retorted somberly.
"That's not entirely true. You were the one who saved me. It you hadn't protected me, you wouldn't be as badly hurt."
Although in pain, Isshin laughed and gave the little lady a gentle smile.
"Ha-ha! Let's call it even, ok!"
Masaki was not convinced, but let it be.
"Don't move, I'll heal you."
Isshin could tell the girl was anxious, but his own curiosity was winning his better judgement.
"Yeah, ok. But, how could you defeat it alone? Who are you?"
Masaki was once again torn. Unsure if she should answer or not.
'What should I do? How to reply? What will he, a Shinigami, do when he finds out I'm a Quincy?'
Decision made, she replied.
"I'm Masaki a Quincy."
Isshin was both awed and flabbergasted. He could tell the girl had a hard time admitting her origins. She gave a leap of faith and in turn he found it only natural to reassure her in turn.
"I see, a Quincy! It's the first time I actually met one! Feels kind of special to be able to see a real Quincy."
Masaki was relieved, visible by her own radiant smile
'What's with this person? Is this how Shinigami are? I wonder if they're all like this. I hope they are. Because if they are, I'm sure Ryu-chan, Aunty and everyone else can find closure and live peacefully.'
Among all the spectators, no one took notice of two other figures floating a certain distance away.
Ryuken was clad in a white uniform with blue stripes and a large bow on his back. Katagiri to his right had kept her bow at the ready from the moment they arrived. She too was clad in a different uniform, mostly white with black outlines and trims.
"Let's go Katagiri. Masaki is alright. There were no issues. Understood?"
Katagiri did not like the silent demand her young master was putting on her shoulders. Nonetheless she responded the way her master would expect.
"Yes. As you command, Young Master."
With that the two left back to the Ishida's house. Masaki stayed behind to heal the injured Shinigami. Aizen and his group went deeper into town and unnoticed opened a Senkaimon.
Looking forward to any and all criticism.
This chapter is motivating me to try and write one more before embarking. Will see if I can try and type another as fast as a lightning :3
Just a little something for those who may have forgotten or did not know:
*Harlequin* = in Italian Arlecchino. The best-known of the comic servant characters (zanni) from the Italian Commedia dell'arte. Harlequin is characterized by his chequered costume. His role is that of a light-hearted, nimble, and astute servant, often acting to foil the plans of his master while pursuing his own love interest. He developed into a prototype of the romantic hero. Harlequin inherited his name, physical agility and trickster qualities from a mischievous "devil" character in medieval passion plays.
*Solar noon* = time of the day when the sun reaches its highest point in the sky and the shadows are shortest.
*Zankensoki* or 'Cut-Fist-Run-Spirit' = basic Shinigami fighting techniques.
'Zan' refers to sword fighting techniques otherwise known as Zanjutsu.
'Ken' refers to unarmed fighting techniques using your own body in fights and is commonly known as Hakuda.
'So' or Hohō refers to moving techniques. In other words, it is for all high-speed fighting moves based on Shunpo.
'Ki' refers to Kido which is advanced spells that require strong spiritual power and control. You can learn the incantation and spells, but if you don't have control over your reiatsu, the spell will explode in your hands. Painful and damages the caster.
There are two kinds of Kido: Bakudo and Hado. Bakudo are binding spells used for battle support and defense while Hado are for direct attack. Spells are graded on a scale from 1 to 99, the latter being the most powerful and the most difficult to perform. To use Kido, a Shinigami must recite the specific incantation for the spell, which is often long and requires a few seconds to speak. The power of a spell relies on the power of the user, as even a low-level spell can be utterly devastating when utilized by a high-class Shinigami.
Bakudo includes Barriers (Kekkai) and Seals (Fu).
Barriers focuses reiatsu into a solid form of energy. This energy can take on many shapes or colors as determined by the user. Barriers are protective in nature and can be as simple as protecting one direction or encompassing all sides of an area. Barriers can be used for containment, and some can be used offensively. Barriers can mask spiritual pressure and can make one spiritually and physically invisible. The strength of a barrier depends upon the power of the user. Weak barriers are easily breakable, while strong ones can last for centuries. Barriers created by noble blood are said to be unbreakable by those of lesser status. Certain barriers can be placed beforehand and activated later, while others require certain artifacts and time to activate.
Seals are somewhat similar to barriers, but far more powerful and require a lot more preparation to create. Seals can only be used by those of sufficient reiatsu and are meant to hold the most powerful and or dangerous artifacts or beings. In situations when the intended prisoner is extremely powerful, seals can be made in groups of two or more Shinigami experts with strong reiatsu. Seals are usually hard to break.
*Shōji* = a door, window or room divider consisting of translucent paper over a frame of wood which holds together a lattice of wood or bamboo.
*Engetsu* = Japanese for 'Scathing Moon', very similar to Ichigo's and Shirosaki's Zangetsu which means 'Slaying Moon'.
Reminders: English is still not my mother language. So, if I made any mistakes or any errors, please let me know. I am the writer and the spellcheck person all in one, not an easy job. I know this is getting old. But better safe than sorry xD
Wishing everyone an amazing day/night :D