Let's go back in time a bit and follow Jugram's vampire-slave

Six hours had passed after he lost trail of Ichigo's presence and chose a random direction to continue his search.
Eventually he found himself moving with the phenomenon that certainly was caused by the orange head.
The vampire had noticed that he was quickly getting hungry again and that was going to be a problem since he never hunted for his food before.
In the past it always had been conveniently stored at his workplace and in his home.
He had to find someone he could feast from now and that worried him.
Just until he crossed paths with one of the hunters who was aimlessly staggering through the woods.
Hunting the man down came so natural.
His instinct just took over and he kind of enjoyed the thrill of it.
Once he had sucked his prey dry he let it drop to the ground like a bag of trash.
Then he proceeded his search for Kurosaki until he didn't know where he had gone already and where not.

Several hours later

The vampires senses seemed off and there still was this voice in his head that wouldn't stop arguing with him.
It was getting very iritating.
On top of it lost trace of time.
Had it been just hours or maybe days already?
He felt dizzy and the hunger was resurfacing.
Again.

The vampire could smell blood, not far away from him and traced it down.
At the end of the trail he found yet another hunter that somehow got himself a small injury on the leg.
The predator sneaked behind his prey and killed him quickly, drinking every last drop of the warm red fluid.
'Something is off.'
He thought to himself and the voice in his head whispered.

'It's Kurosaki's fault.'
The vampire walked away from the corpse, seeing a chinese peacock butterfly flying by in the corner of his eyes.
'You are a slayer. It's not right to be friends with a vampire.'
'Urahara was friends with Ishhin.'
'Urahara kept tabs on him. He'd killed him if he'd turned. You all let Kurosaki whisper pretty lies into your ears.'
The vampire didn't feel sated at all.
He was still dizzy and this voice drove him mad.
'You've been deceived. God, forsake you. You are a fallen child.'
"No, I am not. I followed the first's will."
The vampire mumbled to himself and slowly walked off.
He continued arguing with the voice.
"We just did as he wished..."

A day went by

The vampires head became even fuzzier over night and he still was hearing that voice.
He had come to a vast empty space with only a single tree and strange monuments underneath it.
He felt like he knew the place, but that seemed so, so far away.
Just before he had found this place, he had fought against the desire to kill just another human.
This turned out to be a wrong deciscion since he quickly was losing strength.
He dragged himself to the tree and dropped to the ground in it's shadows.
Here he would take just a small break and then he'd find something to eat, after all.

'Destroy Kurosaki.'
He sat up and watched as the same butterfly flew past him again.
Or maybe it was just one of te same species?
'He's watching you.'
"Shut up."

The vampire tried to think clear again, but the voice wouldn't let him.
He was too hungry to muster up enough will to shut the voice up.
Why was this happening?
It must be because of that sigil.
By now he had noticed that it was something not from this world.
It felt like it was sucking up his energy, which forced him to either replenish himself very often, or fall into the state of a S.I.N.
If that Jugram was a mere human, how could he posses these powers?
Had Gabriel made a new kind of slayer?
Was it her plan to make the old slayers eliminate each other since they went against her will?

'Kill Kurosaki.'
'Don't listen to the voice.'
He thought to himself.
'Kurosaki's in your head. He's manipulating you.'
"Shut It."
'Kill Kurosaki.'

Slowly the sun began to rise.
"Kill Kurosaki..."
He grabbed the weapon on his back, took a cloth from hi pockets and began to take care of his weapon and smiled lightly.
"Like he would let me."

Chapter 28
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