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Don't let children read this chapter. It R18+.
Straight up. It's violent and gory and deals with things children shouldn't be dealing with.
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Using what I learnt by writing FF and what I have learnt out in the world, I feel as if this novel will be a culmination of all my advancements and successes when it comes to writing.
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Now…before I get to the chapter and the 'previously…' section, a word of warning…this chapter gets dark…and I implore everyone to turn to their best friends, lovers, brothers, sisters, wives, husbands, whatever they may be to you, or hell, even a random stranger on the street that looks lost or worried or hung up on something that is distracting them from moving forwards, literally or figuratively, and ask a very simple question…are you okay? It takes a second, and it could be that one second that could save someone's life…I wish that 7 years ago I could have turned to the love of my life and ask her that very same question…but I didn't and the very next day…she was gone…so please…do this for me? Thanks guys and gals…now…the recap…enjoy!
Previously…on Memoirs of Hells King:
"I am inclined to agree, Shiba Ichigo. If you don't mind…I think I need to sit down for this." Ichigo laughed.
"Of course. I'll have my Daughter bring us some of her jasmine tea. It does wonder for headaches." He froze when he realized what he had just said out loud in front of the now completely gathered Gotei 13…including one moronic old goat.
"DAUGHTER?! HAS MY LITTLE ICHIGO FINALLY CROSSED THE LINE INTO ADULTHOOD?! HAS HE FINALLY BLESSED THIS OLD MAN WITH MANY GRANDBABIES?! OH MASAKI! I FEEL AS IF I CAN NOW CROSS THE BARRIER BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH WITH PEACE IN MY SOUL AND A SONG IN MY HEART!" He would have continued if he hadn't been knocked squarely on the back of the head by a metal bow.
"SHUT UP ISSHIN! I COULD HEAR YOU FROM HELL! HOW CAN YOUR VOICE IRRITATE ME IN ANOTHER DIMENSION!?" Isshin spun, and his eyes went wide. Standing behind him, with anger on her face, and an arrow knocked on the bow in her hands, was Masaki.
"Honey? Is…that…y-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MY EYE!"
Chapter 4: Could I love you any more?
Ichigo sat across from Genryūsai, a pot of freshly brewed tea sitting on the desk between them. Coughing, Ichigo decided that the silence had gone on long enough and that it was time for talk. "So…are we at peace?" The Old Man at least had the decency to look mildly sheepish, and let out a quick cough.
"We are. I once again ask for forgiveness. Had I known that you would keep your word on the safety of my Daughter, I would not have acted so rashly." He lowered his head slightly, and Ichigo knew that this would be the closest thing to prostrating that he would get from the Old Man, and decided that it was plenty.
"Please, raise your head. Now is not the time to be fighting amongst ourselves. There is a much bigger threat looming over your heads, and over mine." Genryūsai looked up, his eyes narrowing at the mention of a threat capable of phasing the King of Hell himself, and decided to bring his question forth.
"There is something that worries even you, Shiba-dono?" Ichigo laughed slightly, before leaning back on the very comfortable cushion he was sitting on. It was a reaction that lasted the whole of 5 seconds, before he leaned forwards and crossed his fingers before his face.
"Trihexa." Genryūsai froze.
Now, he wasn't supposed to know about all the other supernatural dimensions, but ever since the addition of KomamuraSajin to his forces, he always kept an ear to the ground when it came to dangers from the outside world. So of course, he knew about the 'Beast from the Book of Revelations' and the global threat it posed. Growling slightly, Genryūsai leaned forwards and reached for the tea, but was stopped by a gentle hand from besides him. Looking to his left, he came eye to eye with Akroma, the last surviving member of the Yamamoto family.
"Allow me, Grandfather." Smiling sadly, the Ancient Titan allowed the girl to serve him and Ichigo some tea, before returning to the conversation at hand.
"The Beast from the Book of Revelations. I see. That would indeed phase someone like yourself. From what I have gathered, the Beast feed of powerful beings such as yourself. If you were to fall victim to that monster, then the worlds will truly perish." Nodding, Ichigo took a sip of tea, and mentally noted that he should thank Yasaka for the absolutely delicious blend.
"Of course. That…thing…escaped me once, during the Great War. It came out momentarily to try and take the corpses of The Biblical God and Lucifer, who both perished, but Kisuke, Sirzechs, Ajuka, Stram and myself managed to get it to run, but we permanently made 3 layers of Hell uninhabitable for about 300 more years, not counting the 1000 that have already passed. The sheer fact that it could push me to release Ban-Kai, Resurrección and Vollständig makes it dangerous enough that even I would approach it with caution. Though I think the reason it ran away was the fact that both Great Red and Ophis rocked up." He laughed lightly, before he eyes glowed crimson. "If they didn't…we would have all died." Genryūsai felt himself shrink before the fury of the King of Hell. Not even he could radiate the sheer amount of scalding rage Ichigo was currently emitting.
"My King." Akroma leaned towards Ichigo, and Genryūsai reached out to stop her, but when her hand touched Ichigo's shoulder and snapped him out of his rage, it left the grizzled titan wondering how she could withstand the heat. Before he could ask, Akroma turned to him. "A power I was cursed with many, many years ago, is called God's Shield. It makes me immune to any sort of superficial injury like burns, frost and minor wounds. It also means I cannot be bound by any sort of sealing technique." She smiled sadly. "It also meant that anything could bypass God's Shield would not be able to get out. So far, the only thing that has managed to do so is Ragnarök, but that was done through the combined efforts of my sisters." Her eyes found the floor very interesting. "They were people I thought I could trust. People I grew up with, in the only home I had ever known. So easily they betrayed me. But now…with Ulqiuorra by my side…I think I may be able to face them again…when the time comes." A startled gasp was heard beside her, and when Genryūsai and Akroma looked at Ichigo, he was faux bleeding all over the floor, using exaggerated hand movements to signify immense bleeding, before dramatically falling to the floor, still 'bleeding' before he used his hand to simulate a 'chest-burster' from the movie 'Alien' exploding from his chest. He even made little alien sound effects.
Akroma stared deadpan.
Genryūsai stared deadpan.
Yasaka sighed into her hand. She made her presence known by walking over the low table, grabbing the now empty pot of tea, and dropped it on her fathers unsuspecting head, where it landed with a meaty thwack, which was honestly music to the ears of the three present who had to witness that sorry scene.
To Ichigo…an idea popped into his head as soon as the pot landed, and his eyes glinted with unnoticed glee.
He jumped to his feet, startling everyone in the room, ran to the wall, pulled out a giant poster of Ana, and stuck it to the wall. 'Thank you…Father…without you…this would not have been possible…'
"ANAAAAAAA! MY LOVING DAUGHTER HAS FORSAKEN ME! SHE HAS ALREADY HIT HER REBELLIOUS YEARS! WHERE HAVE I GONE WRONG?! HOW CAN I MAKE HER LO-PLARGHS!"
"SHUT UP YOU IDIOT FATHER!" Yasaka lashed out with her foot, collecting Ichigo right on the back of the head, slamming his head…followed by the rest of his body, right through the wall, where he proceeded to go rolling down the corridor.
"YASAAAAAAAAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?" Said daughter just shook her fist violently at him as he rolled away.
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Ulqiuorra sat up in bed when Ichigo rolled through the door and landed…rather spectacularly…on his feet by the foot of the bed. He turned to look at his newest friend. "How you feeling? Everything healing right?" He grabbed the clipboard the hung off the bed and gave the notes written on them a quick read. "Good thing Goat-Chin still practices as a doctor even in Soul Society. Now…vitals all normal, heart rate normal, a little low on vitamin D and Iron but that's from spending so much time in Hueco Mundo, so he's prescribed supplements? Yep, good. Alright. From a doctor's standpoint, you're ready to leave, from a friend's standpoint, let's have a chat." Ichigo set the clipboard down and pulled up a chair, sitting across from his loyal General. "How you feeling?"
"I feel." Ichigo laughed.
"Of course. You did something that all but 1 Hollow has managed to do in the past, well…1 Hollow that I've discovered. It's not something that we can help you with. It's something that you will have to do alone…well…Akroma will be by your side the whole time, so alone you shan't be." Ichigo leaned back, eagerly awaiting the response to Akroma being mentioned. He wasn't disappointed.
"Ahh…Akroma…yeah…um…hey…what do I…um…do?" Ichigo burst out into laughter, before standing a walking over to his friend, and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"How very human." It was all he said, before he turned and left Ulqiuorra alone to ponder his human heart. He now had a destination in mind, and felt reassured by the familiar presence of Mordred and Hanami, who were with their newest addition.
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"Oh, hey Ichigo." Mordred turned her head to face him, and she got a nod from him in response. Hanami looked up at him, her eyes a mixture of emotions. Ichigo walked over and stood by the side of the bed, where a sleeping child lay, a child barely the age of 10. "She was younger than you predicted. And according to the Yamamoto Princess, there was much…much more than what we originally thought." Ichigo turned to her, but the angry scowl she wore signified that the Dragon Knight was actually rather angry. Scowling himself, Ichigo looked back at Bambietta.
"How much?"
No one responded.
"I asked…how much?"
Hanami sighed and went to answer, but another voice cut in. "About 75% of her complete internal makeup had to be repaired. Lungs, liver, kidney, both eyes, heart, half her stomach, her complete small intestine, half her large intestine, her uterus and her womb. Everything had to be rejected and repaired. It is a complete miracle that she was even alive." Ichigo turned to face Yamamoto Orihime, who was leaning against the wall. Ichigo frowned yet again.
"Why couldn't I sense you? I scanned the whole room 3 times on the way here." Orihime reached into her pocket and pulled out a small trinket.
"Father gave this to me. It hides my reiatsu by absorbing any that I leak by pushing some of my own into it. It was given to me in case people try to kidnap me again. Guess it doesn't work."
"No. It works. Not even I could find you. Don't lose that, Yamamoto." Ichigo turned from her, but she got his attention back.
"Kurosaki-kun? Could we talk in private?"
"After. I need to work out what I'm gonna do with Bambi."
"You could always give her back."
Ichigo was in front of Hanami and Bambi in a flash, and Mordred had shielded Orihime a second later. Standing behind them, having just emerged from the shadows, was Ywach himself. Standing taller than Ichigo, he cut an imposing figure, especially when he held a glowing reishi broadsword in his hand. He looked around the room, eyes darting to each person, quickly determining who was the biggest threat in a matter of seconds.
He lifted his blade and held it to Ichigo's throat. "Return her to me. Now. I won't ask again." When Ichigo didn't react, he thrust forwards, only for his blade to be caught on a finger. He felt his skin crawl as a wave of Hollow power rushed forth from the man who stopped his sword.
"Interesting. You don't even need your mask anymore. Have you made such a-!"
"CLARENT BLOOD ARTHUR!" Mordred brought her sword down in a two handed zanjutsu swing, the blade carrying the force of a nuke. Ywach felt fear for the first time as the blade neared his face. He hadn't even seen her move, nor even when she drew her sword.
As the sword drew closer, Ywach was enveloped in shadows, and just before the blade nicked his hair, he was gone. Unable to stop the swing, Mordred followed through, seeing as how she could still partially sense the energy of the intruder. The resulting explosion was catastrophic, and it sent the entire palace into meltdown.
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"That was close, Your Majesty."
"I know. I completely underestimated the Cardinal Generals. Not only that, but I underestimated Kurosaki Ichigo. Hachwalth…he stopped my blade with a finger." The blonde man froze. "It seems impossible, but it is most certainly true. Kurosaki Ichigo cannot be brought to our side. He may not be defeated, I cannot be certain unless I open my eyes. Bring me our guest. I shall discuss with her if there is a possible way of defeating Kurosaki Ichigo." Ywach dropped into his throne, resting his head against his hand. Hachwalth bowed and made to leave, but an immense power landed on his shoulders that brought him to the floor. Looking up, all he could see before he was violently thrown through the closest wall were the crimson eyes of Kurosaki Ichigo.
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He couldn't move. His bones screamed in agony. His very blood coiled within his veins, trying to get clear of the abomination that stood before him. He felt his blood freeze within seconds of meeting the eyes of the intruder within his Holy Kingdom.
"I thought I told you to stay away from Kyoto. I also said I could step foot within your precious Vandenreich whenever I pleased. Congratulations Ywach…you've successfully gained my complete attention."
All Ywach could do was swallow. He was in for a very bad day.
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Orihime coughed and spluttered. There was dust, ash, rubble and debris everywhere. Red lightning screamed through the cloudy skies.
"YAMAMOTO-SAMA!" She looked up to see Akroma standing above her, a giant wall being lifted up by her tiny frame. "Thank Lucifer I found you, Yamamoto-sama. Quickly. This area has become highly unstable. I do believe that bimbo Mordred disturbed the ley-lines when she charged after Ywach."
"Oy! I heard that! You're even more blonde than me bitch!"
"Enough of that. Get moving. Ichigo-sama has gone to confront Ywach, I felt his Quincy powers rip open the Shattenbreich, we must stabilize the ley-lines before he returns, otherwise his very presence may shatter them, and that would be a global disaster." Akroma, Mordred and Orihime looked up at Ulqiuorra, who was wearing a slightly different outfit, one that looked like Ichigo's, except white with a black sash around his waist. Looking down at Orihime, Ulqiuorra scowled when the woman smiled at him. "Get moving. Akroma, when you finish helping out Yamamoto-dono, report to Lady Yasaka, and do not leave her side. Mordred, you will take Yamamoto-dono back to Soul Society and act as a forward guard in case the Quincy manage to shake Ichigo-sama. I will contact Stram-dono and inform him of the situation here. We have jobs to do. Let us make haste." With that, the man vanished from the spot, moving at speeds that Akroma only attributed to Ichigo. Mordred whistled as he vanished.
"He can really move huh? Didn't even see him take a single step and I can sense him on the other side of the compound. Well, we have our jobs. Let's get to it." With that, Mordred jumped down to where Orihime was, and pulled her from the rubble. "You alright? No serious injuries? No trauma? Concussion? Lacerations?"
"No. Nothing. My Shun Shun Rikka protected me just before I got pancaked. Do you know when Kurosaki-kun will be back?" Mordred turned her head slightly, eyeing Orihime.
"No idea. Ichigo is probably taking on Ywach at this point in time. If that is the case, then he won't come back for a couple days at most." Orihime felt her heart clench. "If you were gonna tell him your feelings, how you feel and the fact that you love him, I will tell you now…don't bother. It won't end well, for you, and for Soul Society." Orihime felt her body tense, filled with dread that this woman had figured her out so quickly, but, that sense of dread faded quickly, and it turned into white, blind rage.
"Who do you think you are? Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do? What gives you the right? Don't you dare pre-" Her words died in her throat when Mordred turned to her.
"Who am I? I'll tell you. My name is Mordred Pendragon. Former Dragon Knight of Camelot. Daughter of Arturia Pendragon, King of Knights. King Killer. Demon Hunter. Witch of Blood. False Horseman of War. The Crimson Blade. She who Killed the La Pucelle d'Orléans. Cardinal General of the West and a Guardian of Hell. Second in Command of the Cardinal Generals under the Horseman of Death and Cardinal General of the North Stram Fousend. That's who I am. Who are you? Yamamoto Orihime, formerly Inoue. Princess of the Yamamoto Clan, Daughter of Genryūsai Yamamoto, Head Captain of the Gotei 13. That's it. There is nothing else to your name but others accomplishments. Rejecter of Reality? That was because the Hogyoku gave you that power, and because Ichigo was around you so much all those years ago, and he didn't have an iota of control. Was you gaining your power, your status, gained by your hand alone? No. When you reach my level, not even that…when you reach Akroma's level, then you'll understand status. You earnt nothing. Everything was given to you. So…I will remind you. Do NOT even THINK about telling Ichigo how you feel. Understand. Ichigo has already left you behind. He's married, has two children and has a third on the way. He's the King of Hell and my FUCKING benefactor. Do you understand? Good. Conversation over. Get moving before I throw you through a Hell Breach. I was told to get you to Soul Society, doesn't mean I have to play by your rules." Mordred backed off and walked away, anger, rage, confusion and displeasure literally rolled off her in waves. Orihime, for her part, just broke down in tears.
Never in her life had she been a victim of such humiliation. So what if she didn't have as many fancy titles or accomplishments to her name. She had known Ichigo longer than any of those wenches by his side.
His wife? A whore trying to stain his name.
His daughters? Nothing but tools created to hold him back.
His soldiers? Pawns, expendable tools.
She was irreplaceable to him. He dived head first into Hueco Mundo for her. He tore Soul Society apart for her. She dropped her head into her hands and shook. She would show them. She would show them all. She would take Ichigo, bring him back to Soul Society, where he could be with them, with her, his family, his REAL family. And she would be his wife.
Bear his children.
Love him like only a lover could.
She would kill his enemies.
Kill his friends.
Anyone who stood in her way to him would wind up dead.
All for him.
Everything for him.
Only.
Him.
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Mordred just sighed.
"Stupid bitch. She's gonna get herself killed." She shook her head as she watched the auburn-haired Yamamoto Princess descend slowly down a path that she was sure…completely sure…would get her killed in the end. And there would be no one to blame…but the auburn-haired healer obsessed with someone who wasn't hers.
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Yasaka leaned up against a wall, Kunou hidden behind her flowing cloak. She looked up at the now clearing sky, with small tendrils of light filtering through the dark clouds, lighting up the dark world beneath.
"This sure has been a bad day. I gotta thank Mother for helping restore peace to the ley-lines. I couldn't have done it without her. Then…I have to give Mordred a nice…fat…lump right between the eyes for using Clarent Blood Arthur right in the middle of my home." She rubbed her temples, hoping for the throbbing headache to magically disappear, when a tug on her sleeve made her look down at her worried daughter, a soft smile on her face. "What is it child?"
"Who is she Mama? In the white dress by the broken window?" Yasaka looked up, and saw the girl who her daughter had pointed out, and her blood ran cold when she recognized Bambietta, standing a short distance away, a shard of broken glass to her throat. "Kunou, stay here. Don't move. If anyone comes, send them to me. Understand?"
"Yes Mama, why?"
"I…I can't tell you now. But that girl needs help. She…I hope one day…I pray…that she will one day understand why we saved her." With that, Yasaka shot off, headed straight for Bambietta, who was inches away from driving the glass into her throat.
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'No more. No more. No more. No more.' The words rang over and over in her head. When she had awoken, she heard the voice of the man who had stolen her.
The man who gave her to a monster.
The man who let monsters have her.
She could remember each of their faces. And each of their Schrifts.
T for the Torture, who handled her re-education.
M for the Miracle, who miraculously healed her every time they broke her.
Y for Yourself, who used the faces of her family to violate her.
Z for the Zombie, who tore her apart and put her back together again.
She could feel the places where the Zombie ripped her flesh off, only to replace it with something else. She could feel the fingers of the Yourself as he forced her legs open. The phantom scars where the Torture stripped her of her sanity. Even the smiling face of the Miracle was filled with malice, as she knew that he was only smiling so he could see her broken once again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
She lost count after the Yourself brought the Roar, the Fear and the Jail down to play with his new toy. And play they did.
She brought the glass closer and closer.
This was okay with her. She wanted this. It was the only way to make the voices stop. The only way she can be safe. The only place they can't find her.
But wait.
The Zombie could always find her. She just needed a corpse. Then the fun would begin again.
She could feel the prickling of the glass against her skin.
It was funny though. Even now, at the end, her hand was steady. There was no shaking, just the realization that she was finally going to be free.
She wouldn't have to deal with the knives peeling her skin. The sensation of having her virginity ripped from her every single time the Miracle healed her and the Yourself raped her. The feeling of her muscles being ripped from bone.
Her eyes being ripped from her skull.
Being forced to watch as they pulled her insides out.
She couldn't even throw up when the Zombie kept her alive so she could make her watch as she inflated her lungs like balloons outside of her body.
Deciding that it was time to say goodbye to the world, she closed her eyes and thrust the glass towards her throat, but when her hand didn't move, she opened her eyes to see a woman's hand holding the same piece she was going to use to end herself.
"What are you doing young miss?" The voice was strained, as if it was holding back a flood of emotions. Looking at the source of the voice, Bambietta found herself looking into the teary eyes of a golden haired woman with eyes the same colour.
"Why did you stop me? I can feel them in my arms. I can feel them everywhere. Please. Let go! LET GO! LET ME GO! I…I…I DON'T WANT TO BE USED ANYMORE! I DON'T WANT THEM TO USE ME! I'm not their toy. I'm not. I'm not. I'm not." She broke down into mutterings, leaving Yasaka to look at the broken girl in her arms. It was then that she realized that everything had gotten quiet. Looking around, instinctively pulling the girl closer, Yasaka extended her senses, looking for anything that could be a threat to the girl in her arms.
"Hey! Bambi got smaller didn't she…Äs Nödt." Bambietta felt her heart stop dead. She knew that voice. She feared that presence. She turned her head slowly, and, standing behind her and Yasaka, were two of the most feared people in her entire existence. "It's us Bambi! Lovely Giselle and Äs Nödt! Here to take you home! Or what's left of it any-woah there!" Giselle bent over backwards at an extraordinary angle, whist Äs Nödt simply used Hirenkyaku to move out of the way of the highly explosive trail of blue fox-fire that engulfed almost everything it came into contact with.
"Lady Yasaka. Everything alright?" Standing next to her, having moved there in a flash, was the now human Ulqiuorra, who had a very displeased look on his face.
"Ulqiuorra-dono. No. Everything is not alright. These two…guests…have arrived unannounced, and insist on leaving after sampling the food and drinks, without leaving anything for compensation. Please treat out guests kindly, and show them what is done to thieves in this home." Ulqiuorra looked at the daughter of his King, and then at the pale and utterly terrified child in her arms. The look of terror in her eyes kindled a sort of protective instinct in his heart.
"This heart will be the death of me."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing, My Lady. Forgive me. I shall deal with our…guests…accordingly." He stepped forwards, his power starting to roll off him in waves. Giselle and Äs Nödt both looked at each other, before turning to face the threat that was walking towards them, hands in pockets, and a displeased scowl on his face. He stopped before them, gave them a once over, before sighing and taking a relaxed stance. "You have one chance. Take it and leave. Never return, either here, or what's left of the Vandenreich. If you do not take my offer, you will both die here today." He let his power soar, and crushed both Giselle and Äs Nödt under the sheer weight of his power.
"Tch. This guy is strong! How can someone be this powerful?!" Giselle dropped to her knees, and as soon as she did, a grey blur shot over her head and slammed straight into Ulqiuorra. Grunting, he flung the attacker off to the side, away from Yasaka and Bambietta. Drawing his sword, he prepared for a counterattack when he heard a voice.
"Reus? Wait…you belong to the Z now don't you. Which means that Ywach is still alive. I knew I didn't get to take the mans head that time." Looking to his right, Ulqiuorra felt relief flood his system when Ichigo appeared from a small clump of shadows.
"Oh! It's the King himself! Hey Äs Nödt, do you think I can make him part of my collection?" Ichigo looked at his left shoulder, which had the now drooling Giselle hanging off it. He just laughed. "What's so funny? Do you think that you're too strong to become part of my collection? Or that I'm too weak to even try to?" She raised her hand to scratch the itch that was starting to build up in the centre of her chest, only to find something was stopping her. No matter what she did, she just couldn't scratch that infernal itch.
"Hey. When you jump on someone, try to make sure that they are not stronger than you. Cause, if you don't, then you'll lose your arms." She looked up at Ichigo, then down at what remained of her arms, only stumps that ended at her elbows. She cocked her head to the side, walked over to a random corpse that was lying about, used her teeth to rip the arms off at the elbows, and attached them to her own bloody arms.
"Tada! Just like changing a wardrobe! Only…I can just take everything." Her stare changed from creepy to downright sadistic. "Oh Bambi…you should have seen me when I was taking you apart, I was so wet down there, I'm pretty sure I used something from that room to pleasure myself, if you know what I mean." She laughed before dragging her hand down between her breasts and down to her crotch. "I used yo-ugh!" She doubled over in pain when a knee was slammed into her stomach.
"Stop talking like you're a woman…you man-whore." Giselle glared up in between ragged breaths, her blue eyes landing on Yasaka's golden orbs, which radiated fury and rage in the form of red lines that creeped up from behind her eyes, like red spiderwebs. Her power then started to rise, and Giselle met the challenge, raising her own power to match.
"Think you can take me? The Zombie herself? I'm a fucking STERNRITTER BITCH! REUS!" At her command, Reus appeared in front of Giselle, arm cocked back and ready to strike.
"Woah there, Imma just nick this!" Giselle nor Reus, whose sickly grey skin matched his previously grey hair and silver eyes, flinched when a red blade cut through his arm, cutting cleanly just below his elbow. Looking to her left, Giselle saw Mordred and Akroma both standing atop some rubble, the former with a grey arm held tightly in her grasp.
"Reus, are you happy under this arrangement?" Giselle looked back at Ichigo, who was now standing in front of Yasaka, who was looking very different. Her hair had come loose from her hair tie, her nine tails were standing stock still, and her nails had gotten longer. Her eyes had the biggest change, having gone from gold on white to crimson rimmed gold, the same crimson that her Fathers eyes were. And she was surrounded by a fiery red and golden glow.
"Father. I'll take him on."
"Fine. Leave one alive. Try to leave that one as Reus, I could probably heal him."
"I can try."
With that, Yasaka simply vanished. Äs Nödt didn't even see the strike coming to his solar plexus, and he was launched back like a missile, crashing through the ruins of the palace. Giselle spun as soon as she saw Äs Nödt get launched, Rues spinning with her, a ball of energy spiking in his remaining hand. Holding it out, he prepared to launch his attack when Yasaka appeared in front of him, and his eyes widened in shock.
"So…the dead do feel fear. That's good to know." Yasaka reached out and smothered Reus' attack with her hand, and then shit hit the fan.
She squeezed and forcibly detonated the attack before it could be completed, and she charged out of the smoke with Reus' face in the palm of her hand, before she slammed him into the ground with enough force that a small earthquake would be all over the news the next day.
"I think…you're done." She stood and faced Giselle, who was seething.
"How dare you mess up my doll. I'll make you pay! I swear it, one of these days I'll make you pay!" She stomped her foot, her aim to open the Shattenbreich for her and Äs Nödt, but when nothing happened, she felt her blood run cold.
She slammed her foot on the ground again.
"Open! Open! OPEN! FUCKING OPEN!" She was slamming her foot on the ground, the sound of her leg snapping every time it hit the floor was enough to make Ulqiuorra scowl. Giselle went to slam her foot on the ground once more when her leg simply vanished. "What the?" She looked up and saw Bambietta standing behind Yasaka, a bow in her hands.
"Oh, Bambi…such a sweetie. Come, come to m-ghak!" Without warning, an arrow ripped through her stomach. "You bitch." She screamed when an arrow ripped her arm from her shoulder, and again when another arrow took her other leg, causing her to fall to the ground, where she began to whimper. "Stop it. Please. Stop it. I beg you. I be-." Her head snapped back when an arrow lodged itself in her skull, punching out the other side. Giselle twitched a little before she lowered her head and looked straight at Bambietta.
"That wasn't very nice, little Bambi. I was asking for forg-." An arrow punched a hole through her right eye.
"Why won't you die?" Bambi walked forwards and fired another arrow through Giselle's head, before aiming two at her heart, and one at her throat. The now corpse of Giselle slumped back, a pool of blood forming beneath her. Sighing, Ichigo turned to Yasaka, placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and tried to get her to calm down.
"Easy Kiddo. Breathe. Nice and deep. In through the nose and out the mouth." The sound of an arrow burying itself in flesh made everyone spin, only to see Bambietta knocking another arrow, drawing it back, and firing it at the bloodied corpse of Giselle. She fired off one arrow.
Thwack.
Two.
Thwack.
Three.
Thwack.
Four.
Thwack.
Five.
Thwack.
A hand stopped her from firing the sixth, and with tears in her eyes, she dispelled the bow and let herself fall back into the waiting arms of Yasaka, who wrapped her in a warm embrace. Her words rang in her mind. "Oh, you poor thing. It's okay. It's over. It can't scare you anymore. It's dead and gone. I've got you now. I'll never let go." Yasaka turned Bambi to face her, and with tears in her eyes, spoke quietly to her. "If you ever want to talk about it, if you ever find yourself falling back into the darkness of today, know that I will always be there for you. I will be here, waiting, for the day you decide to talk." She gave her a smile, and Bambi broke.
The tears that were threatening to fall the entire time burst forth, and her pained screams echoed out through the lonely ruins of the Kyoto Palace. Once again, Yasaka felt a hand on her shoulder, and she looked up into her Fathers eyes.
"Yasaka. Take Bambi and Kunou. Now. Run."
An explosion tore the ground apart, sending everyone everywhere. Taking Bambi into her arms, Yasaka darted towards Kunou, picking the child up as soon as she got to her.
"AKROMA! MORDRED! GET THEM TO SOUL SOCIETY! NOW! YASAKA WILL STILL BE CONNECTED TO THE LEY-LINES THERE! GO! NOW!"
When the dust cleared, everyone felt their blood run cold, as a large, feral looking dragon had Ichigo pinned to the ground. Yasaka went to move to her Fathers aid, but was stopped by Mordred and Akroma. "What are you doing? We have to help him!"
We can't My Lady! That thing is called Samael! It seems like Khaos Brigade has finally made a move! To think that Khaos Brigade, the Hero Faction and Hades would be linked. This is truly a sad day for the supernatural." Akroma shook her head. Ulqiuorra, who was watching silently, drew his sword and made a move to assist Ichigo, when an unnatural sense of death and foreboding landed on everyone.
"Yasaka…"
"Mama…"
Yasaka looked down at Bambi and Kunou, who were clutching her robes tightly and had their faces buried in her cloak. Swallowing with great difficulty, Yasaka looked around for the source of the malice that was causing the others a minor feeling of discomfort.
Suddenly, Samael was flung violently across the courtyard, where he bounced and landed heavily against a collapsed wall, a long broken piece of wood digging into flesh causing the monster known as Samael to roar loudly in pain. Everyone looked up at the person responsible and were shocked to see one person they never thought to see in the Living World.
Straightening up, cracking his neck and knuckles, shrouded by a mantle of dark that eroded everything in his path, a large scythe slung across his back, was Stram Fousend, the Horseman of Death, and the Cardinal General of the North. "Now. Who the fuck dares to touch my King no nonchalantly? Come at me, I will show you that I can make even immortals fear Death."
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TADAH! New chapter alert! Hope you all enjoy this one! Once again, I am really sorry about the wait!
Just so you know, all my stories will now be having large intervals between chapters, unlike previously where I tried to stick to at least a 2-3 week period where I would write the chapters and upload them as soon as I could.
Anyway…
Read and Review for me!
Jermaine94 signing off!
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