Rise of the Descendant-Chapter 29: His sorrowful past...
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A/N: HEY GUYS, sorry I haven't posted in a bit! I FINALLY FINISHED MY HUNTER X HUNTER FANFICTION WOOOT! Now I'll be focusing on this one! I'll also be making a new one soon, about Dragon Ball Super! Wish me luck :D!
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Sounds of feet patted against the floor, with two pairs of them in side view walking. One pair was a ways behind, while the other was pacing faster. The scene changed to show Kai in her white attire, her blood red bandages back on, her makeup plastered and her hair up once more. Daomig'rah kept a steady pace behind her, still naked and keeping his lava orbs glued to her back side. "Damn, I'm glad I 'did' put this coat around my chest... THAT DAMNED LAVA BURNT OFF MY RED WRAPPINGS AND HAIR BAND, I FUCKING KNEW IT!" She mentally shouted, not even paying attention to where she was going. Her arms were up behind her head, staring up at the ceiling.
"Are we almost there...?" The dragon himself asked, with an unamused expression. Wow, he even has her attitude... Kai rose the back of her hand, waving it softly and spoke.
"Yup." Twas all she said, she refused to look at him since he was naked. "Doesn't it bother you, man...? Being naked and all around a woman...?" She asked, watching as the tiny specks on the ceiling, scrolled past her slits.
"Hardly..." He simply answered, while shutting his lids.
The goth rolled her slits down, noticing one of the Espada coming down the path. It was Szayel Aporro, striding down in their direction. He squinted his orbs and smirked at seeing Daomig'rah, butt naked and appearing careless. "Hey, pinky..." The punk muttered, not really caring about anything at the moment. She dropped her arms and stuffed them in her pockets, walking past the said man. What she wasn't expecting, was for Daomig'rah and Szayel to give each other a staring contest. She looked over, watched them eye each other as if they were rivals...not really processing, that she was looking at the naked Daomig'rah.
She was growing irritated with the silence, then walked in between them. Raising both her hands, she gripped onto the back of both of their heads and banged their foreheads harshly together. "WHY THE HELL, ARE YOU GUYS JUST STARIN' AT EACH OTHER?!" She yelled angrily, causing the scientist to flinch and look over at her. It didn't hurt either of them when she did that but, it sure did get their attention...
The Espada smirked at her, staring at her then back to Dao. He glanced between the them over and over, as if comparing the two. "Are you perhaps, Daomig'rah?~" He finally spoke, making the dragon nod stoically and keep his orbs glued to his face. "Excellent! Lord Aizen mentioned that he and a few others were going to resurrect you. I never thought...that you'd be so similar in appearance, to Coumetsu here.~" He mused, while pushing up his glasses.
"She is my great grandchild... It is obvious, that I am going to appear similar to her..." Dao answered easily, not once did his expression change. He stood there, Kai not even looking his way.
"Can he have some clothes now...?" She asked irritably with her eyes shut again, clearly not enjoying the fact that she can't look at him.
"Of course, Lord Aizen has asked me to prepare the same type of material I made for you, for his clothing!" He replied promptly, then shifted in his feet. "Good day, Lord Daomig'rah.~" Szayel bowed to his waist, rose back up then faced Kai. She quirked a brow at him, wondering what on earth he was thinking... He inched a bit closer, grabbed her hand, stared directly into her slits and placed his lips on the back of it. He had his other arm up against his back, while the hand was formed into a fist. He inched his lips away by a hair, kept his orbs glued to hers and a smirk still plastered. "Good day to you as well, Princess Coumetsu.~" He added, before rising back up and pacing past Dao. Kai's lids were wide, shocked that he would even DARE to do that.
"YOU ASSHOLE, I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAAAAAT!" She raged, her reiatsu fuming and veins evident. Dao was surprised at her sudden burst of anger, making him wonder why she'd get angry over that.
"Ah-ah-aaaah!~" Szayel mused just ahead of them while wiggling his index finger, after stopping in his pace. He was peering over his shoulder, smirking at her. "Temper Temper, 'Princess'. It is only natural that you receive such antics from another.~ You are royalty, no matter how much you hate it. Since our previous ruler has surfaced, I must show respect towards him...even towards you, since you two are related.~" He turned and continued with his walk, now putting both arms against his back. "Might as well start getting used to it, you will be receiving 'that' way more now!~" He stated as he kept walking within ear shot, making Kai scream out his name and try to run at him
Dao just held her back easily, by putting her into a full nelson move. "LET GO OF ME DAMMIT! I'LL KILLL HIM FOR THAT!" She screamed out, not realizing that Grimmjow had been standing behind them both. The dragon himself didn't say anything, just held her back with little to no effort.
"So, you're the big talk around Los Noches, eh...?" His question made the previous ruler look over his shoulder, only his orbs visible to the Espada. Grimm became astonished, lids widened and mouth apart slightly. "I see, so you ARE him..." He mumbled, soon changed expression to that of annoyance. He glared daggers at the dragon, feeling competition at the thought of Dao, being the previous ruler.
Like before...the whole staring contest started and she peeked over to see for herself; She got angry again. Breaking free from Dao's grasp, she shut her lids tightly and faced both of them. "WHY THE HELL, DO YOU KEEP HAVING STARING CONTESTS?!" She shouted in question, making both men look her way quizzically. Nothing...the said dragon remained silent and viewed her stoically.
The silence was broken, the moment Dao finally spoke. "The 'Espada' here...seem to try and dominate over my will, I will not submit to anyone... The only existence I will accept fully, is you...granddaughter..." He replied, making her sweat drop. Kai refused to open her eyes...thus, she remained still.
Something got her attention, a question had formed and begged to be asked. "Dao...?" The goth asked, having the said man blink sternly. "Yes...?" He answered in a low but, strong voice.
"If I'm the only one you'll accept 'fully'...then...WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL AIZEN RIGHT ON THE SPOT, INSTEAD OF ACCEPTING HIS OFFER?!" She raged out, with an irk mark appearing on her head.
Dao shut his lids, contemplated then spoke. "Because...he resurrected me and reunited me, with my own kin... Despite the lies I kept seeing in him, it is the least I can do to repay that dept. I will kill anyone who arrogantly views me as weak...though, he did not, because I had witnessed caution in his orbs...aside of the way he acted. When one has their guard risen but, does not attack...that means they are prepared to defend themselves, against a strong opponent. He was treading carefully with his words, fearing that I would kill him..." He began, before taking a long pause in his speech. "Anyone who has tamed Espada level Arrancars and is not apart of their race...is clearly up to no good... There for, his attempt to be one with the hollow race, will only mean to an end. He will either use us then kill us, or the Espada will kill him and sever the group that he had gathered..." He finished, before opening his gaze to his descendant. He noticed how her eyes were wide open now, staring at him in disbelief.
"How...the fuck...did you...-" Realizing she was gazing at him, she quickly shut her lids and turned her head away. "I'll ask later, just get some damn pants on or something!" Her face was flushed and annoyed at the fact that he was naked, she couldn't look at him...
The said dragon rolled his slits to view Grimmjow, seeing that he too, was stunned at his speech. The Espada knew better than to attack him, he knew deep down that he would live up to his words... He pondered in his hidden thoughts, soon showing a more irritated feature and paced onward. "Tch-..." He sounded, before passing the two. Stashing his hands in his pockets, not once did he peer at Dao from the corners of his eyes; It wasn't long until he was gone.
"Dammit, let's just go already! I'm tired of keepin' my eyes shut when I wanna face you!" She yelled, then trailed towards her cell with her old, OLD man following suit. It took a while but, they finally got there. Dao walked in and looked around, scanning his orbs all over the bland room and noticed a few essentials near the couch.
The goth sat down on the only comfort in the room, leaned against the back of the couch and folded her arms behind her head. Her irises remained shut, with a few questions swarming her mind. "When I went bankai...why didn't my wrappings burn off...? When I fell into the lava, it burned it all off...so what makes my bakai's lava any different...? Also...if he's my dragon grampa...why does he look so young, when he's thousands of years old...? Seriously, look at Barragon for pete's sake!" She mentally spoke, not even noticing that the dragon had sat down next to her.
He was sitting up straight, staring forward into the space before him. Anyone with eyes, could see the awkward silence in the air. Though it was interrupted, when a knock occurred just outside of the door. "Sis?~" Her brother mused in question, before stepping in and seeing them two sitting on her couch.
Dao looked over at the blackette, squinted his slits in the process and glared at him. "Is he perhaps related...to that Aizen male...?" He mentally questioned, while gazing into those brown orbs of Morgus's. Sad...even Daoumig'rah thought he was similar to Aizen, due to his brown eyes and their shape... The scene went chibi with the 'ding' sound emitting. Everyone looked pudgy and cute, while the silence issued once more to show off the awkwardness.
The scene changed back to normal, when Morgus leaned forward and held out his new clothing. The dragon rolled his slits down to view it, just staring at it like it was filthy or something. "Here sir, Lord Aizen asked me to bring these to you.~" He stated, averting his pupils from his and only peering toward Kai's form.
The said dragon nodded once, took the clothes and stood up. Once he begun putting them on, Morgus rushed in front of the goth to shield her from him...even though her eyes were closed...
"You may open your eyes now...Kaiorin..." Dao stated with his lids shut. As if on que, the goth opened her peers and was able to get a better view of him. As said before, he had well defined muscles, shoulder length black hair, bangs that covered his orbs a bit and a piece of his hollow mask adorned. His hollow mask...was the horns from his dragon form. They poked out from under his hair, bone masked his lids and the end of it curved out near his jaw. It looked like a literal mask only, bare skin was exposed over his nose bridge. Similar to a phantom mask, only without the middle part where is goes over the nose. Taking a closer look, on his fingers were his dragon claws...black and sharp as hell.
He was shirtless, with white hakama pants and...A FLAME TATTOO ON HIS BACK?! He had the same blaze marking that was on Kai's back, completely exposed. The only thing he had on his upper half, was a necklace reaching close to his mid section and a single dragon tooth hanging down the middle. He didn't appear to have much coverage but, he didn't seem to mind it at all. Looking over at his Descendant, he nodded then looked over at Morgus. He gave the man a fierce glare, only to have him bow and moved over to the door.
"Do be careful sister...I do not want to see you get hurt, by this dragon...~" He mentioned mentally, eying Kai with concerned irises. He waved with a soft smile formed and left the room.
Kai was amazed, he looked cool to her. Her lids were wide, viewing the awesome looking grandfather. Snapping out of her stupor, she blinked and held an unamused expression. "Oi, grampa..." That got his attention, not once in his entire life...has he been called that.
"Yes...?" He asked, with his stern slitted orbs peering in her direction.
"How the hell did you know that Aizen was deceitful?! That was the first time you've ever met him and yet, you found out right on the spot, that he was bad news!" She shouted, wanting to know his methods. Her teeth was gritted, lids narrowed and veins evident.
"That is easy to explain... If you read a person's eyes, you can see everything that a person feels. Some do not possess that sense of reading, while others do... Do not forget...I lived for over thousands of years, girl..." He answered, shutting his lids during his last sentence and looking away. "I have been around long enough, to know how to read other people..." He finished, not even opening his gaze back.
"Huh... Why does he remind me of that 'high and mighty' dumbass, Captain Kuchiki...and Ulquiorra...?" She mentally asked, with a quirked brow. She planted her palms on her hips, titled her head and kept her orbs glued to his frame. What knocked her out of her train of thought, was Dao who spoke and broke the quietness. "You are quite like my mate, who passed on long ago... Ryuki...she acted just like you, had a love for fighting and was easily angered... She loved Hueco Mundo, despite her being a Soul Reaper. " That made her curious, she crossed her arms and kept that quizzical look to her; she wanted to know more.
"So...Ryuki...was she maybe...apart of the eleventh squad in the Soul Society...?" She asked, though seeing him nod...shocked her. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?! SO AM I!" Her eyes changed to white, looking shocked and had gritted teeth. She was leaned back with one arm up in front of her.
"She was the Captain...of that 'squad' as you put it... After meeting me though and us falling in love, I deemed her to be a proper and powerful mate. When I left after breeding with her, I told her I would prepare my domain to be acceptable for our family. She was pregnant not long after, so she fled the society to be with me, after I stated that our dwelling was ready... Unfortunately, that caused a stir within the other Captains and they went out to search for her... They never found her, since I hid her away deep within my volcanic castle..." He paused, so he could go back and sit on the couch. He leaned forward, rested his elbows on his knees and kept his lids shut. His hair brushed past his face, after lowering his head.
"Once they found me, they attacked but soon retreated after I had killed so many of them... So, I chased after them and ended up in the world of the living. I took the lives of many out of rage, the lives of Soul Reapers, humans and many more. I was so blinded at the time, that I didn't notice how many lives I had slain. After the Soul Reapers were killed, it was days before I ate anything, so I had devoured countless human souls out of hunger..." He stopped for a bit, his shut lids squinted tighter after seeing the image of Yamamoto going after him. "Once I had got done eating, one other Soul Reaper...had decided to stand his ground against me. He appeared to be a Captain, with a long beard and had other Captains with him... I over heard them calling him 'Head Captain' but, I truly did not care. They were after me, because I was protecting my mate from their forces...and prevented them from re-entering Hueco Mundo to retrieve her... I wounded all of the Captains, killed a few and managed to make Yamammoto retreat as well... There for, I returned to my castle...only to find...a crying baby and a dead Ryuki... One of the Soul Reapers stood there in my castle, in front of my mate and my baby girl...with their blade out. So, I killed that Reaper and cuddled my little girl...for once in my many years...I cried... My baby wanted her mother...so bad...but I had to raise her and nurse her, until she was grown up to where she didn't need my nurturing anymore..." He finished.
Kai was sitting in front of him, with her legs crossed and hands in her lap. She looked like a little kid, that was listening to a story teller... Her lids were wide, mouth agape and deeply zoned into the story. She wasn't expecting him to tell her his past but, since she was kin to him...she figured it wouldn't hurt to listen. "Why did they try to retrieve her anyway...and why did they kill her?" She asked, leaning in a bit to show interest.
He opened his orbs, strictly glued them to hers and had shadow veil over them. "She abandoned her post as a Captain, fled to Hueco Mundo, mated with the ruler of that realm and gave birth to an abnormal infant... For what reason, not even I know..." He rolled his slits down and looked at the floor. "All I know is that...she was called a traitor... That Soul Reaper who killed her, spoke over a device on his robes and stated 'The traitor has been dealt with... It seems she was pregnant and had a child, should I kill it...?'... That was all I managed to make out, since...I slaughtered him right before he got a reply..." He answered mournfully, sorrow shone through his lava orbs and shut afterwords.
"I see... Well, when I go back to the Soul Society, I'm gonna ask that old man why he ordered to have her killed. I mean really, someone would have to be cold hearted to slay someone who only wanted to be with their lover... Sure, I'm not into that kind of lovey-dovey stuff...but even I know, that 'that' shit is wrong..." She scoffed, folded her arms and shut her irises. All she heard was a simple noise of agreement from her grandfather.
He looked over after opening his peers, seen her guitar and glared at it...like it was gonna jump at him. "What is that...?" That question made Kai look over and see her instrument. She grinned, narrowed her slits and said.-
"THAT my dear grandaddy...is a rock guitar from the world of the living, hahahaha!" She laughed, finding humor in his behavior. He was still staring at it like it was the most threatening thing in the world, giving it the most deadliest of glares and a scowl on his lips.
The scene faded black, with a mental disembodied voice echoing in the end,
"So...Yamamoto, is still alive...?"
