The first Treatment
"Have you found him?" a panicked black haired with violet eyes of fear almost yelled at the blond haired man wearing a striped white and green hat and had it so the shade covered his upper half of his face giving him a mysterious urea that also made him had to trust because of his shady personality.
"No, not yet, the only thing I can tell you is he is in a parallel world, I'm not letting anyone go anywhere till I can pin point his exact position, I'm not going taking any chances and loose another person!" the man said seriously which was unusual for him as he would normally have a cheeky grin and hid his smiling mouth, but he didn't like this at all! Not one bit at all, he wasn't going to sleep till he could get Ichigo back; before it was too late.
He was working and doing things four times the usual speed even with a flash step here and there, everyone found this strange; but from what he was told he knew Ichigo was going to break.
Yoruichi could understand why, even she was panicking and helping and doing things,
"Urahara what's gotten into you?" Rukia asked; he didn't stop working or even bothered to look her in the eye as his eyes was glued to his work.
"yer! You know something that we don't, don't you!" the read haired Shinigami called Renji snapped;
"Yes!" he didn't hid it or try to cover it up like he usually would do; this really concerned Ichigo's 5 friends.
"What is happening?!" Rukia yelled; Urahara snuck a quick glance at her before continuing working; as all stood amazed as he avoided the question completely.
"Hello! You wouldn't happen to be friends with a man named Ichigo Kurosaki would you?" a humanoid figure made of pure darkness questioned,
"Yes, why do you ask?" Urahara remembered replying; "heh! Good, do you know where he is?" "no! In fact he disappeared somewhere"
"That's good! Because I know where he is. In fact he needs your help before he breaks!" "Ichigo is a strong boy, ple!"
"it doesn't matter how strong or stubborn you are! when you have drugs forced into you that make you... sick!" "please explain Who are you and where is Ichigo and what is going on!" Urahara spoke in a deadly tone with Yoruichi beside him ready to attack.
The figure smirked that it looked identical to the hollow that resided within Ichigo's soul, the whole room turned into darkness; they was suddenly standing in the same room as Ichigo.
The orange hair strawberry was strapped to a chair, his wrist, ankles, just below his elbows and knees, chest, stomach, neck and his forehead was strapped to the brown bloody chair.
"Ichigo, do you know why your here?" a doctor asked with murderously happy green eyes looking down on him, "no! Hay let me out of here!" he yelled at him
"my, my! March Hare your here because your mad! You hallucination of being a Shinigami with all your Shinigami friends, and these hollows you make up; even one of your friends has little fairies; they don't really exist. Not to mention his inner hollow you speck of who possesses you and you don't remember what he does! This 'hollow' is just your split personality, you're the same person!" the doctor sung to him,
his eyes glowed dangerously yellow and black seeped into his eyes, "I aren't his bloody split personality, ya fucking freak!" Shiro yelled.
"No! Get lost!" the orange haired male roared forcing his hollow back down in his inner world;
"my, my March Hare! See you just proved my point, well we will treat you so you can get better!" he sung.
"Hay, what? No I'm perfectly fine, it's just my hollow; I just have to kill him and everything will be fine! ... No! Shut up you stupid hollow! Go away!" Ichigo warned.
The doctor placed two medium sized metal sticks to the strap to his forehead,
"Hay what are you! AHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHH! NHHHHHHH!" Ichigo yelled as a stream of electricity went through his head.
"Ichigo!" the purple haired female yelled reaching out to Ichigo; just as her hand touched his face she slid right through him.
"What!?" she yelled listening to the ongoing scream while Urahara was completely frozen.
"Sorry, but I can only cast an image of what is happening to him currently; the first treatment is always the most scariest, don't you think!" the figure asked looking more sorrowful with the smallest smirk.
The screams stopped suddenly as the electroshock therapy came to an end. Urahara took a long sigh in relief that Ichigo's torture had come to an end; the figure looked at him in disgust which caught the attention of the two ex-Shinigami;
"March Hare! Do you still believe that Shinigami exist?" "even if you electrocute me that doesn't mean they're not real!" he yelled pissed and out of breath.
"March Hare!" "I'm not the March Hare god dammit! I'm Ichigo Kurosaki! You got that!" he yelled again.
The sadist doctor's eyes widen then lowered in an amused manor, "sorry Ichigo, see this is Wonderland as we like to call it; and the Mad Hatter is quite lonely because the March Hare isn't there or the Dormouse! So we want to help the Hatter to get his friends so he can have his tea party, because 'I' would very much like to go and see the tea party!" the doctor smiled nicely at him.
Ichigo watched as a scalpel was brought to his left lower part of his arm, Ichigo's eyes widened as he watched as the blade cut into his skin, when the skin was covering half of the width of the blade the doctor turned the blade so it would run along underneath his skin.
Blood was rushing out and Ichigo made small whimpers as the blade was held still beneath his skin, the doctor smiled at him before slowly moving the scalpel along the inside his skin while the room echoed endlessly and harmonizing with the still ongoing screams of pain.
The doctor stopped halfway down the lower part of his arm while Ichigo still yelled in pain trying hard to thrash about but to fail because of the restraints. His cries turned into words,
"STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT! SOMEONE HELP ME! HAY SOMEONE! PLEASE SAVE ME! HELP! HELP! HELP! HELP ME!" he yelled endlessly which only got a chuckle from the evil twisted sick doctor.
Yoruichi and Urahara all most vomited their stomach at the shier sight, the doctor looked at him again as his smirk widened and brought the scalpel up out of his tan skin soaked with the crimson liquid that was endlessly rushing out of his arm.
The devil man used the blade of the scalpel to lift the skin up exposing the muscle and a vein as the poor boy yelled and screamed; the 'doctor' of hell cut a small piece of muscle from underneath the chunk of skin and muscle he cut open.
The cries never stopped as a waterfall rushing out water like just after a massive hurricane came out of his eyes as it shut and lock shut like a chest that won't open for another 100 years.
The doctor with the small piece of muscle put the chunk back into the arm and without any thing to stop the pain started sewing it shut and bandaged it.
Yoruichi had tear streaming down her face at the image of the boy she had grown attached to through their adventures to save his raven haired Shinigami friend, the image she could not hold to support or do anything to help him.
The room returned to normal and the dark figure watched as the two cried silently;
"I can't give you the exact location because I myself don't know; but I can make a connection between our worlds! Look, Ichigo isn't the only one going through that! 138 others are going through the same thing, the other 42 are dead, so you need to hurry and help him!" the figure warned as she made a crystal that allowed the worlds to connect,
"this will connect our worlds but, it won't take you near where we are." "What's your name?" Urahara asked lightly, "I'm the Joker, get Ichigo out of their before he gets to the Mad Hatter's Tea party or leave 4! Because it get A LOT WORSE than what he went through now. Good bye" It spoke as it started fading before not a trace was left, leaving the two adults to cry and panic over their orange haired friend.