I am struck by inspiration once more
I am struck by inspiration once more. I'm sorry that my chapters are not long, but please bear with it until I get better at typing. I don't own Bleach or its characters (sob). Girl Scout caramel delight cookies for all that review!!
Chapter 4
"What are you doing?" the raven-haired captain of the 6th squad inquired calmly.
The amount of spiritual energy emitting from him and the thousands of the deadly shimmering petals swirling around contrasted vividly against Byakuya Kuchiki's emotionless visage. Renji swallowed hard as he held the sister of Captain Kuchiki protectively against his chest.
"I'm sorry, Captain." Bowing his head Renji said humbly, "My life is yours. Do what you want with it."
Byakuya stepped closer, his steel gray eyes locked upon his kneeling lieutenant as he carefully lifted Rukia from Renji's trembling arms.
"She knew the consequences in attempting such a futile mission," Byakuya issued coldly. "Now I ask you again. What are you doing? Why are you not running?" Byakuya's gaze was hard and accusatory. As if Renji had forgotten something extremely vital. Suddenly, the spiky haired lieutenant turned dead white from the shocking realization. Uryuu had been taken by the enemy and he, Renji Abarai, did not lift even a finger to save his comrade.
"Baka…baka…BAKA!" Renji roared in anger at his own stupidity and his failure to act. Rising quickly, Renji turned to run, but he had barely taken three steps before his legs gave out and he collapsed once more. Byakuya looked down at the pitiful crumpled form of his lieutenant and sighed. Gently he place his sister down and called upon a Kido spell of healing and energy revival. Laying a pale hand upon Renji's back, the spell flowed into him. A slow smile spread across Renji's battered face as he felt his spiritual wellspring of energy increase by a tenfold. The smile was as friendly as a shark that sensed blood in the water and springing up; Renji let loose a wild battle cry and tore off in the direction of his prey and his captured comrade. Hang in there, Uryuu!
Byakuya picked up the incapacitated body of his sister before disappearing in swift small shunpo steps towards another's burning spiritual aura.
"Sensei," Uryuu whispered as his beloved grandfather appeared right before him.
"Uryuu," the elder Quincy murmured tenderly and warmly he embraced his grandchild.
"Please, forgive me. I've failed you Sensi."
"No. You have never failed me and you never will if you wake up now. Uryuu, wake up."
"I don't want to leave you!" the raven-haired child whimpered as he held on to Soken.
"You must return to protect…"
Uryuu's piercing blue eyes opened slowly, now dulled by the heavy sleeping drugs that Szayel used upon him. The harsh white lab lights stabbed into his vision which was blurred by the absence of his glasses.
"Ah our subject awakens…Aizen-sama."
The Quincy swiftly sprung from the lab table, ripping the electrodes from his head. Summoning his bow, now blazing with renewed spirit power, Uryuu neatly shot Szayel and Aizen through their black hearts before continuing on his merry way. That was the possible scenario that could have occurred had the Quincy been able to move. Uryuu's throat tightened as he made the unhappy discovery that he could not move a single inch. His body had become a prison of bone and flesh. All that his bonds would allow to do was to breathe, blink, and speak as Uryuu later discovered. Light and ominous footsteps headed towards the lab table that the bespectacled boy lay limply upon, desiring, but being unable to even twitch to defend himself.
"He is strong and has so much potential…" a clear and pleasant voice spoke crisply.
The familiar and comforting weight of his glasses rested once again on his face. There was Szayel smirking cruelly down at him and to his right was a tall man with chestnut hair swept to one side and smiling brown eyes. He was handsome and appeared easy going…
"Please, may I inquire what your name is my young Quincy?"
Uryuu wet his parched lips and replied, "Uryuu Ishida and I have come for Inoue Orihime…you treacherous bastard."
Aizen smirked at the defiance of the hapless prisoner and reaching down he stroked his cheek as the Quincy glared bitterly up at him. "You were brave and displayed so much power. You deserve a reward for your efforts, Uryuu," Aizen said smoothly and almost seductively.
"Szayel…make him one with us. You know what you have been preparing for."
"With the utmost pleasure, Aizen-sama." The door closed gently signaling Aizen's departure and Uryuu was left at Szayel Aporro's mercy.
Agony ripped through Uryuu's slender frame as the electricity of Szayel's burning cero coursed through his muscles. You have no talent.
"Your father is right, but we can make him eat his words Quincy! When we finish your metamorphosis you will became my greatest master piece!" Szayel urged passionately as he sent another gout of cero energy into his shivering body. By the pride of a Quincy, I will not give in.
"You have no right to even bear that pride of your dying species. You let the second of the last Quincy, die because of your pathetic cowardice to act on that foolish pride of yours," the loathsome scientist hissed cruelly into Uryuu's ear.
The boy cringed, feeling the truth of his words cut deeply into his ailing heart. This is my punishment Sensei and I will bear it for you.
"You do not even have a heart to keep such a foolish promise!" HOW DOES HE KNOW WHAT I AM THINKING!
"I know everything about you now. Your mind is a book that I've have read at my own leisure."
Aporro was breathing hard when he finally stopped cero immersion of specimen 101, Uryuu Ishida, the last Quincy. But the twisted researcher work was not done. Picking up a flat metallic box laying upon another lab table, he approached Uryuu and leaning close he gazed deeply into his captive's pale face with a reverence that struck Uryuu with an unbidden feeling of pure terror. The quiet click of the clasp releasing the mysterious box's contents only served to heighten the Quincy's feelings of impending doom. Szayel tenderly lifted the pearl handle of his silver scalpel and murmured "My favorite part…" Sending a sly smile towards his project he snapped his fingers. The pink haired espada's cretinous hench men entered the lab and rushed at the fallen Quincy.
"What…what are you doing?! STOP IT!!"
Sadly Uryuu's protests were uttered to no avail as they tore his beautifully tailored Quincy tunic in two, leaving his marble muscular chest exposed to Szayel's ravenous eyes. This scene seemed oddly familiar to Uryuu. Suddenly through the shining lenses of Szayel's spectacles, Uryuu saw himself splayed upon his back with his soft underbelly facing up, exactly like a frog about to undergo a dissection…
I love cliff hangers. "shiver." This part of the story scared even me! I hate dissections.