Me: HEEEEEELLO!!
Takara: HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Me: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Takara: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Me: TIME FOR SOME SERIOUS FIGHTING!
Takara: YESH!!
Me: YESH!
Taraka: Well...
Me: And thatnks to my reviewer Constantdaydreamergirl for this idea ^^
Disclaimer: Just read the previous chappies, okay?
Everyone had gone to bed. Toushiro had slept for about five hours, when a loud explosion woke him up.
'What the hell?' he thought and grabbed Hyorinmaru that stood next to his bed and put on his haori. Seconds after, someone knocked on his door.
"Enter"
Matsumoto entered, Haineko ready at her side.
"Taichou! Some arrancars use the hole in the seki seki wall to get in here! They are invading the tenth division as we speak! And I think there's an espada with them, he's in the garden!"
"WHAT?! SUMMON EVERY SQUADMEMBER WE HAVE! FAST! AND THEN JOIN ME IN THE GARDEN!"
"YES SIR!" she bowed and rushed out and ran down the corridor to the right. Toushiro shunpoed through the corridor to the left that led to the garden. When he came outside he held back a gasp. The whole garden was filled with small hollows or arrancars, running around and cutting everything they found, they climbed on the walls and they covered the barracks and the ground like thousands of spiders. In the middle of everything was an arrancar... no, an espada. He was floating in the midair, laughing as a maniac. He had long grey hair in a ponytail, he was quite slim and his features were quite sharp, so to speak. He had red eyes and a half hollow mask covered the right side of his face.
"Souten ni saze, HYORINMARU!" Toushiro roared and the dragon immideately froze most of the hollows on the ground, but when it went for the espada, it didn't hit anything. The espada was gone. He re-appeared right behind Toushiro who didn't even flinch. He was used to that move and easily blocked the sword that came down at him. The espada laughed.
"Not bad, brat! I didn't think you'd be able to block" ((A.N: seriously, everyone uses that move against Hitsugaya all the time... and they all say the same thing too!))
"Who are you?"
The espada smirked and leaned in closer.
"Espada #8, Espíritu Maligno. Nice to meet you"
"Juubantai taichou no, Hitsugaya Toushiro, wish I could say the same" Toushiro said and slashed at the espada who disappeared at once to avoid the attack.
"HAH! So you're the one we gonna get for Aizen-sama, eh? I'm glad the chose me for this job, I like children, especially small boys" Espíritu said and licked his lips. ((A.N. yes, he's a pedophile... a gay pedophile))
"Taichou! We're here now!"
Toushiro turned to the one who'd called out to him, Matsumoto, who had just arrived with Aiha, Mishiro, Aosora and a few more. Only the strongest ones from his squad. He turned to Espíritu again and Matsumoto stepped forward.
"I've contacted the soutaichou, he's sending reinforcements right away!"
Mishiro stepped forward as well.
"And I contacted Ukitake-taichou, he and Kyouraku are on their way!"
"Good! Take care of all the small ones!"
"YES SIR!"
Toushiro hadn't stopped looking at Espíritu, so he had seen the look in his eyes when he spotted the reiforcements that had arrived. He didn't like it, at all. It looked like he'd gotten an evil idea of some kind. He smirked.
"Well well, that woman sure looks a lot like you, little one..."
"... What of it?"
"Well, I was just wondering if she could possibly be the woman Aizen-sama spoke of, the one who's supposed to be your mother..."
Toushiro gasped. He knew about Mishiro?! But... how?
"What's it to you...?"
Espíritu didn't say anything, he just smirked even more.
"You'll see, my little cutie-pie"
Toushiro flinched. Did he just call him "cutie-pie"? That was even worse than Shiro-chan!
Espíritu made a move with his hand towards Mishiro and Toushiro darted forward.
"Leave her alone!"
Espíritu dodged the attack and jumped back... and started to laugh.
"What's so funny, espada?" asked Toushiro, gripping Hyorinmaru tighter.
"HAHAHAHAHAH! You think you stopped me? Look again..."
Toushiro gasped and looked down at his mother. She looked healthy enough... apart from the fact that she didn't move at all. She was like a statue.
"Mishiro! Mishiro, answer me!"
She didn't answer, but she did turn to him. Her eyes were dull and unseeing, her mouth was slightly open and her was tilted at the side. Her eyes showed no emotion at all, she was like a doll.
Espírito giggeled. Toushiro turned to him, quite angry by this point.
"What did you do to her?!"
"Nothing special... now, let's play!"
He laughed and flew higher up. Toushiro made a move to follow him, but stopped dead. Mishiro blocked the way, staring at him with her emotionless eyes, zanpakutou drawn.
"M-Mishiro? What the...?"
She slashed at him, he dodged, she slased again and he dodged. She slashed and slashed at him and he backed more and more.
"Mishiro! What's wrong with you! STOP!!"
She didn't listen, she didn't even seem to hear him at all. Espírito chuckeled evily.
"Fufufufufufu.... she can't hear you, poor boy. She's nothing but my doll now"
Toushiro gritted his teeth and turned his head to Espírito for just a second and he used that opportunity. He made Mishiro slash him on the chest and he gasped.
"Taichou!"
"STAY AWAY, MATSUMOTO!"
Matsumoto, who'd taken a step towards them, stopped dead.
"But taichou..."
"Listen to me! Stay away!"
Matsumoto hestiated but nodded and kept killing the endless amount of hollows.
Toushiro kept blocking and blocking, not wanting to hurt her.
'Damn it! I can't do anything against her, she might get hurt. The only way to free her is probably to kill the espada, but I can't get to him, she's in the way! What do I do?'
He didn't have the time to think for long, she swung her sword at his throat. He managed to shunpo away from her. She didn't move, she was still between him and Espírito.
"Heheh, well little one, what to do now? Attack her?"
Toushrio gritted his teeth together. Damn it! Espírito raised his hand and Mishiro followed suit. Toushiro held his breath as she opened her mouth.
"Rip them to shreds, Byakko..." she said with a monotone voice and a bright light surrounded her. He protected his eyes with his hand and backed away. The zanpakutou barely had any visiable changes, but Toushiro knew that it could be fatal to underrestinamate it. And he was right. When she came at him, he managed to hide behind a huge piece of metal. He tried to catch his breath, when he heard a strange sound... Byakko cut through the metal as if it would've been nothing there.
"You've GOT to be kidding me!" he gasped and shunpoed away but she followed. It didn't matter what came in her way, she simply cut it to pieces.
"What the heck?!"
"My Byakko..." she started, again with that monotone voice. "Has the power to cut through anything as if it was nothing but fragile papper..."
Toushiro tried to get away again and she followed, but she couldn't keep up with him. When he noticed that, he got an idea, he started to shunpo towards Espírito who was totally unprotected.
Toushiro was just going to cut his head off when he felt a sharp pain in his left elbrow. Something hit the ground with a 'thump'. Toushiro felt how something warm and wet got sucked up by his clothes and he started to get dizzy. He looked down at his elbrow... there was noting beneath it. The rest of his arm was gone. Espírito chuckeled and grabbed Toushiro's hair and pulled him to his face.
"Well well, wasn't that a pity? *sniff sniff* Oh, you smell so good! I want to take you all for myself... " he whispered and then, without a warning, he threw Toushiro back first to the ground.
He gasped when he hit the ground and tried to sit up. He tried to stop the bleeding, but it was useless. He was getting even more dizzy. The blood colored the ground that he was sitting on and his white clothes all crimson red. He broke into a cold sweat, but he still struggeled to stand. Mishiro lifted one finger and pointed at him.
"Bakudou #1, sai..."
He gasped, he couldn't move. She landed beside him, sword ready, his blood dripping from it. He panted and looked up at her with sad, begging eyes.
"Mishiro..." he whispered, she didn't care.
"TAICHOU!!! TAICHOU, TAICHOU!!"
He turned to Matsumoto. She tried desperately to reach him, she had to save him! He was going to die!! It was her duty! But not only that, she needed the little captain!
"Matsumoto... " Toushiro whispered, his voice getting weak and powerless. It started to rain and the water made him bleed even more.
Espírito sighed happily.
"Aaaw, isn't this beautiful? A boy and his mother, a taichou and his fukutaichou, fighting for eachother in the rain under a shining moon while the blood of the boy paints the ground red. Ah, such a beautiful sight.... but now, let's get down to buisness..." he said, his voice suddenly hard.
"But this isn't fair! I want you for myself, little one.... and Aizen-sama only need your blood.... he'll maybe get a little irritated because he can't kill you himself, but that can't be helped.... I want your head little one... I want it stuffed up in my room so I can cuddle with it all day long. And if Aizen-sama wants to, he can come and see his son sometimes...."
The whole scene stopped. Aizen's son?! Toushiro?! Everyone stared at the espada and then at Toushiro and then back again.
Toushiro himself barely heard. He couldn't move and he was getting weak. His officers regained their senses quite fast and tried to help him, but there were too many hollows in the way!
"I want your head little boy..." Espírito whispered and Mishiro raised her zanpakutou. She touched his throat with her zanpakutou as if to see where if would be best to cut. Then she raised it again, aiming for his throat.
He had to stop her. She was going to kill him! She was going to behead him! He raised his voice as much as he could.
"Mishiro! MISHIRO!"
When she didn't react, he knew that he had to try one last thing. If that didn't worl, then he'd be doomed.
"OKAA-SAAAAN!!!!" he screamed as loud as he could. She stopped for a brief moment and stared at him. The rest of the shinigamis stopped as well, but they got over it quite quick, they had guessed that.
"Toushiro..." she whispered and relief washed over him, but was gone the same second. She raised the sword even more and the flash of recognisation ((A.N. Ignore spelling)) in her eyes were gone.
He knew it, he was done for. He was going to die. He closed his eyes, he heard the blade coming closer and the desperate screams of his squad members.
'This is it... I'm sorry Momo, I didn't kill Aizen...'
CLANG!
Toushiro opened his eyes and gasped. standing between him and Mishiro, blocking her attack, was Ukitake. He glanced down at Toushiro, concern and sadness in his eyes.
"Toushiro! Hang in there!"
"U-Ukitake..." Toushiro whispered, fighting to stay awake. He panted and was turning pale. Ukitake pushed Mishiro away and scoped up Toushiro in his arms and shunpoed to Matsumoto and Kyoraku. He handed him to Matsumoto.
"Take him to the fourth division, don't let anything stop you. At this rate, he's going to die if the bleeding doesn't stop soon. RUN!"
"YES SIR!" Matsumoto answered, tears in her eyes, and shunpoed towards the fourth division.
Ukitake turned to the espada, a furious fire burning in his eyes. Kyoraku patted his shoulder.
"So, what are you gonna do now?"
"I am going to kill him..." Ukitake answered and unsheathed his swords. He was furious! He released his shikai and jumped at the espada. Mishiro tried to stop him, but Kyoraku got in her way.
"Sorry, love. Can't let ya do that"
Ukitake slashed at the espada who blocked. Ukitake wasn't the only one who was furious.
"YOU TOOK MY TOY FROM ME! I'M NEVER GOING TO FORGIVE YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!"
"YOU ALMOST TOOK MY SON FROM ME USING MY WIFE! I'LL KILL YOU FOR DOING THAT! IT'S UNFORGIVABLE!" Ukitake roared and slashed at him again. He tried to block, but it wasn't possible. Ukitake had gone crazy! He slashed and slashed until Espírito was all bloody and torn. He panted and stared at Ukitake with hatred in his eyes. He roared and raised his sword to strike, but he never made it. Ukitake cut him on his throat and he stumbeled backwards.
"WHY YOUUUU...!!" he roared and made a move as if he was going to rush forward, but he was stopped by a cloaked figure whose face was hidden.
"You...?" Espírito whispered.
"Espírito, it's time to return. Take the hollows with you, we are done here. Get his arm..." the figure whispered. Espírito hestiated but nodded after a while and he and the hollows pulled back.
When they were gone, Mishiro fell to the ground, unconcious. Ukitake rushed over to her and shook her gently.
"Mishiro? Mishiro! You've got to wake up now"
She groaned and blinked a few times. Then she sat up so suddenly that she almost knocked Ukitake.
"Where's Toushiro?! Where is he?!"
"He's in the fourth division" answered Kyoraku.
"And you've got some explaining to do ma'm..."
"I know! But I don't care right now! I'm going to the fourth division, right now!"
Ukitake and Kyoraku looked at eachother and then down at her.
"But you should be resting..."
""You should be resting" my ass!" Mishiro hissed and rose to her feet.
"I'm going ot see my son. Now!"
Ukitake took her hand.
"Calm down, I'll take you to him right away... and then you have to explain"
"I promise..."
Me: DONE! Phew... that was a hard chappie to write... but it was fun! *WHACK!* OW! TAKARAA!!
Takara: YOU SADISTIC LITTLE **************!!!!!!!
Me: T-Takara...?
Takara: Fun to write, eh? Aizen's son, eh?! HIS FRICKIN ARM OFF, EH?!
Me: Ehm.... Takara...
Takara: WRITE MOOOORE!!!!
Me: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!