Chapter one- metsuki hourou, nakigoe kouben-
Turquoise eyes fluttered open, a confusion present in their irises as he noticed that he was strapped down to a table by his wrist, ankles and neck. He also notices that the top part of his shinigami uniform had been removed.
"W where…"
"Glad to see your awake hitsugaya" aizen spoke as he hovered over the restrained taichou form. A smile plastered on his face. "I was beginning to think that the orb power would be too much for you."
"Aizen, what the hell do you want with me?" toshiro screamed angrily at the older man who chuckled softly.
There was a moment of silence for sometime before it was broken by the sound of the seretei traitor's voice.
"you don't need to know," aizen spoke as he pulled out a needle oozing with a black liquid that leaked out the tip, "you just need to cooperate and I promise it'll be over soon than you think."
Placing a hand on the taichou's head, aizen turned toshiro and placed the needle in a vein in his neck injecting him with the mysterious liquid.
Turquoise pupils widen then dilated then widen again as the body convulsed on the table. A light blush appearing on his face as gasp of air escaped is throat. Soft cries of pain escaped his mouth as tears ran down his flustered cheeks.
Aizen watched, no sign of sympathy was in his eyes. He watched as unknown to the jerking child that black marking had appeared on his chest and spreaded to what look like his arms and back. A loud thud interrupted him as saw that the body had stop moving and was breathing very shallowly. As aizen watched with curious eyes he noticed that a peculiar mark unlike no other covered the top left side of his face, it was a pale silverfish blue color and shaped like a snowflake. It sat right on his eyes stretching from his forehead to his cheekbones.
The body now had strange cryptic markings on them that stained his upper torso, neck and the left side of his face.
"So, how it goin." A lavender hair foxed face man spoke as he walked in.
"Good, soon we will have the perfect weapon to defeat the soul society in our arsenal."
Meanwhile in the kurakara town
A tall coppery hair buxom woman sat on the roof of a small apartment building looking out at the night sky above her.
"taichou, where are you?" she questioned herself unknown to the woman that her young captain had been taken away from his post about be force to fight against his kin.
Sorry; if the chapter doesn't make since to any of you. Torture scenes aren't my forte. Will update soon again. Remember review and you get a cookie.
Ps-the title means wandering eyes, pleading cry.