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Chapter 2

Cold. Wet. Cold. Wet, wet wet! Shiro eyes cracked open and a jet black nose blocked his site. He shot up; jumping back from the foreign creature. Trying to slow his breathing, he calmed down enough to see the invader. In front of him sat a very confused black dog. The dog's head sat high enough to reach Shiro's in his sitting position. In the center of his head was a small white mark that resembled a crescent moon. His tongue hung as he panted.

"Ya dam mutt! Ya dam near killed me sneekin' up like that. Whatchu doin' out here anyway? Shouldn't you be home with a family or somethin'?" Shiro ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "Guess you're like me huh?" He slowly reached out his hand, but the dog ran off into the dark of the trees.

Slowly Shiro got up, and looked to the sky. It was night. He has been passed out all day and the guards had not found him. He was free. He laughed at the sky; the sound raspy from lack of use. "Free huh? Guess I should head to the highway like planned. Maybe I can even find my way home. Maybe even Ichi," Shiro thought as he looked to the stars. "Yeah. I'll find Ichi. It wasn' his fault I was there." He picked a direction, deciding to follow the path the dog took and started walking. "If anyone could find civilization, a dog could."

It only took a couple hours for Shiro to regret his decision. Did trees ever end? He sighed. His chest was beginning to tighten with every step. Breathing was getting harder. "I hate bein' fucking sick." Shiro mumbled to himself as he trudged on.

After what Shiro thought to be another hour, the coughing started and there was still no highway in sight. "Fuck you forest! Will you end already!" Shiro screamed. Slumping down against a tree, Shiro rode out a coughing attack. He spat up some blood as it ended and rested his head against the bark of the tree. "Shit. I'm jus' gonna die out here. Maybe I shoun't have left."

A rustling in the bushes brought Shiro out of his momentary depression. He watched around him looking for any movement. His back pressed against the bark of the tree. He knew he could fight anything even in his condition, but winning might be hard. Shiro knew right now he was weak, but hell if he would let that get in his way. The rustling got louder. He grabbed the nearest stick he could find and got ready to fight. "Come get me bastard. Huh? Dammit dog!"

The same black dog from before came from the bushes and sat next to Shiro whining. He sighed and patted his head. "What is it dog? Can you show me outta 'ere? If not, get lost!" The dog started walking. Shiro watched him take a few steps, stop, look at him and whine for Shiro to follow. "Alright dog. I'mma trust ya, so you better lead me outta here."

Back at Las Noches hospital, the news of Shiro's escape echoed through the thirteenth floor. The other patients trapped up there called him a hero. Some even started plans to follow him. The guards doubled in number however making these plans nothing more than dreams.

"Dr Granz, tell me now, how did 87 escape?" a man asked from behind a desk that screamed importance. The man's intimidating aura stifled the young doctor. His dark brown eyes gave a false sense of security and gentleness. In reality, they burned into their targets very soul. A small smirk was placed on his this lips. "Well, start explaining Syazel, before I get impatient and choose to just punish you for the entire event."

"Well sir, it appears that the subject escaped this morning before the scheduled drug trial," glasses were adjusted on Syazel's nose; "It appears our guards failed in retrieving him as he ran. The guard that went to retrieve the specimen was found unconscious in his room. His shoes, keys, and radio was missing. The group sent to search the forest came up empty, the incompetent fools. I knew we should have put cameras in all the rooms."

"This is unacceptable Dr. Granz. You understand this correct?"

"Of course Dr. Aizen. Do not worry. We will find the patient and bring him back here at all costs. We cannot let our pride and joy run free for too long now can we?"

A dark smile graced Dr. Aizen's face, "No we can't. That boy does not even exists to the outside world, and yet he is more important that any of them out there. Not to mention, the most dangerous."

"Sir?" Syazel asked. What could he be talking about? The boy was very sick yes, but he was far from contagious. A little rebellious as well, but nothing that couldn't be put under control with the right treatment. A small evil cackle brought Syazel back from his thoughts and he looked to his boss. His smirk had morphed into a full smile. It made Syazel cringe.

"Just wait, Dr. Granz. More than just the young man's appearance was altered by those treatments."

"Ok dog, this is getting' real old now," Shiro whined, "Wait…" He perked up hearing what he believed to be cars. Sprinting he ran towards the noise. He collapsed out of the trees. The sun was just peaking up over the horizon slightly blinding him. Shading his eyes he looked up. His eyes grew slightly darker, the irises glowing gold, as he read, "Karakura Town. Karakura town! Hehehehe, I'm comin' Ichi. I'm commin' home."