I plan on having all Hell break loose in the next few chapters. Be ready for lots a fun!
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all you squeamish people, hold your stomach, and be ready. And no, I'm not doing this because I like making people feel sick - even if it is fun. More live dissection is used to make next part of story interesting.
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Chapter 10
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After sleeping, for what seemed like an incredibly short amount of time, Ichigo awoke to a sharp pain in his stomach. Looking down, he noticed the long verticle scar tissue forming, where Kurotsuchi had opened him up. He looked up, and around, noticing he was back in his holding cell.
"Dammit... How long did that bastard knock me out for?" he said, unaware Tobiuo was sitting off to the side, where he hadn't looked.
"Well, I'd say over 50 hours."
Ichigo jumped out of the bed midway through the sentence, staring at the 12th division member with a look of complete shock.
"I see you're okay enough to move. I'll go inform Kurotsuchi taicho."
"Wha- who the hell are you!"
"Tobiuo. Now, if you mind or not, I must go inform Kurotsuchi taicho that you are well again. More experiments will begin in the next 24 hours."
"What the fuck! He isn't done yet!"
"Heh, not even close."
"What!"
Tobiuo closed the door behind him, leaving a very pissed and confused shinigami in his wake.
"Dammit," said Ichigo as he sat back on the bed. "Why the hell does this have to happen?"
'Aw, Ichi-kun. Who was the one who said he hasn't done anything drastic yet?'
"Not now."
'Com' on... who said it?'
"Me... now be quiet. My head is throbbing."
'Ya need ta light'n up a bit.'
"I just need quiet right now."
'Only if you'll relax. You're startin' a storm in here.'
"Oh, sorry."
'I don't mind it.'
"Really? I thou-"
"So good to see you're up and better, vaizard." said a voice that Ichigo had grown to hate in the past few days.
"What do you want?"
"It's not what I want, it's what I'm going to do."
Ichigo glared at him, Kurotsuchi merely smirked.
"I'm going to start the second experiment on you, vaizard. Now."
"Hold on just one fucking second!"
"Nope."
Ashisogi Jizou sliced his arm, it was a fine and shallow slice. Not a lot of blood flowed through it, but the toxin from the zanpakuto took effect regardless. Ichigo fell from his sitting position to lying on the bed, unable to move from the neck down.
"I see that only your hollow is able to move after being hit with Ashisogi's toxin."
"Ass hole."
"Nemu, let's bring him to room 4b. Hurry up!"
"Hai, Mayuri-sama."
Nemu picked an enraged Ichigo, and carried him to the room earlier ordered by her captain. She gently lied him on a table, but this one had a thin cotton covering, but the table's chill still bit at his bones.
"Good Nemu, you actually finished by the time I got here. Be ready to administer the sodium thiopental, in a heavy dose. I don't want this idiot waking up before I'm done!"
"Hai, Mayuri-sama."
Nemu went into the side room, and came back with another IV tube with fluids containing the wanted drug.
"You're too slow Nemu! Be faster next time!"
"Hai."
She inserted the IV into Ichigo's arm, and took a step back, waiting for further orders. Ichigo was unconscious in a matter of minutes. Kurotsuchi dug into his robes and took out a few of his tools.
"Now that I've seen the internal organs, lets see his brain and the rest of its nervous system."
He set to work, removing the young shinigami's hair, and slowly peeling away the skin to reveal bare bone. The next step wasn't as easy as the first, he had to carefully remove a portion of Ichigo's skull, and after cutting a 3 by 3 inch hole in his skull, the 12th squad captain started probing for anything interesting.
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"What the fuck is he doing to my head?" screamed Ichigo as soon as he felt his hair being removed.
"How would I know!"
The two 'halves' were yelling at eachother, to vent their anger at that which they could not reach.
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Kurotsuchi had been looking around for about 45 minutes when he noticed something that he didn't expect to see. Part of the nerve tissue that made up the brain was pure white. He began removing more of the skull that happened to be around his target. Setting the newly cut bone near the first one; he started to inspect this new discovery.
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Kuroji stopped arguing with Ichigo, as his hand went up to his head.
"Dammit. What the fuck is that bastard doing!" he spat, venomously.
"What's wrong?"
"My head."
"You need help?"
"I need that damned ass to stop poking my brain!"
"Wha-?"
Kuroji collapsed on the floor beneath him, clutching his head with both of his hands. The occasional groan escaped his mouth, and he started shaking.
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"Fascinating. Absolutely fascinating." Kurotsuchi mumbled to himself, as he continued to explore Ichigo's brain. He had ended dismembering Ichigo's skull further, to find that the white portion of the brain took up about a third of the pack of nervous tissue.
"Nemu, bring me some more light!"
"Hai, Mayuri-sama."
Nemu quickly walked into the side room, bringing out the equivalent to a flood light out. She set it by Kurotsuchi, and he adjusted it to suit his needs. He took out his small scalpel, and started to cut into a portion of the brain.
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Kuroji started screaming, cursing, and shaking to rival that of a level 6 earthquake.
"Kuroji, what's going on!" Ichigo asked, running toward him.
"Get... away... Ichigo!"
Ichigo stopped dead in his tracks. For the first time in months, he felt threatened by Kuroji. There was malice, hatred, and loathing filling each letter of each word he spoke.
"Wha... what's wrong Kuroji!"
"Find... Zangetsu. I'm sure he's lingering somewhere in this damned place. Find him, and get help!"
"How can Zangetsu help!"
"He'll keep you safe."
"From what?"
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Kurotsuchi had just finished cutting out and removing a cube of white tissue, when Ichigo's eyes shot open. The sudden movement caused the dissector to stop what he was doing, and look at dissectee's face. Black and golden eyes, filled with wrath, hatred, and blood lust were looking at Kurotsuchi, intently. A white and red mask started forming around the upper right side of his head, gradually covering up the exposed areas.
"What the-!" shouted Kurotsuchi, as the young vaizard started struggling against the light bindings that were keeping him on the table.
Kurotsuchi got up, ready to slash Ichigo's body, but he never got the chance. Ichigo broke the restraints, and jumped off on the other side of the table. His hollow mask growing, rapidly.
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Kuroji screamed a loud, bone chilling screech, and vanished. Ichigo, still standing there dumb-struck, fell to his knees. Soon after, a large, dark reiatsu started to build behind him, and he turned his head, to see Kuroji enveloped in black flame like reiatsu.
"Ku... Kuroji?"
Kuroji started laughing manically as the reiatsu started to dissipate. Ichigo stood up and faced his counter-part, filled with both fear and hope. However, all of his hope faded when Kuroji locked eyes with him, emitting a very strong murderous intent.
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Ichigo gathered reiatsu into two of his left fingers, and blasted a hole in the side of the building. Kurotsuchi stood there, amazed. However, his amazement soon faded, as he called Nemu to let all of Soul Society know that his experiment was on the loose in the Seireitei. She complied immediately.
The young vaizard was about 20 meters from the wall that separated the lab from the rest of Seireitei, when Kurotsuchi appeared infront of Ichigo; a fight soon started. Large spirit pressures were released and maintained. Ichigo using ceros and martial arts (currently that was all he had at his disposal at the moment), against Kurotsuchi's kidou and zanpakuto.
Word got around the Seireitei like wild fire. Sub squads from the 11th division going there for a fight; 3rd squad moving in to do their division's specialty (hollow extermination); and 6th squad heading toward them to protect the Seireitei (their squads main 'purpose').
By the time Byakuya and Renji showed up, Kurotsuchi had succeeded in cutting off both of Ichigo's arms and one of his legs. So, in place of the human limbs, were his hollow limbs, clawed and lethal. Most of Ichigo's face was covered by the mask by now, and Kurotsuchi seemed to be running out of energy, though his opponent seemed unfased – even the huge hole, cut by Kurotsuchi, in his head was already healed and covered.
All of the 6th division higher ups, namely Byakuya and Renji, could do was stare at what they were seeing, not entirely believing.
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Shivers went down Ichigo's spine, as Kuroji started to walk toward him, slowly removing his large sword from his back.
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Bwahahaha, 10th chapter anniversary, and I have probably made some of you feel sick to your stomach. Not only do I make you feel nausea, but pity for poor Ichigo.
For those of you who got confused, Kurotsuchi cutting out of Kuroji's section of the brain has caused his nerve cells to stop sending memories to the rest of his 'body'. (I don't know if cutting into/out the (correct) portion of the brain can do this, but, let's pretend it does.) All Kuroji now feels is the need to become dominant over Ichigo, which means killing him. (Try remembering those earlier days of training with the vaizards to understand how Kuroji now feels.) Now don't jump to conclusions, that doesn't mean I'll kill off our favorite strawberry (but no one truly knows how this fanfic will end, now do they?).