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"You fool! Do you see what you've done?" A voice yelled, it was deep and gruff and sounded furious. Then he heard another voice one that was soft and gentle but sounded just as upset as the male beside her.
"Do you see the suffering your greed has cost!" she sobbed, some of her words muted by the sheets of rain that poured around her and her comrades. Her were eyes red and puffy from crying. Both of them were Shihakushou's and both appeared to be lieutenants but something was different about their badges and they both wore clean white gloves with a diamond shaped symbol within an overlapping circle.
As the woman cried and male who was comforting her, telling her that everything would be alright both of them heard someone snigger before bursting out into a full maniacal laugh. Heads whipped around so fast, their drenched hair painfully smacked their faces but they didn't care they just watched as he laughed.
"You monster." She whispered, this grabbed his attention, turning around ever so slowly and dramatically was another man, one of their partners wearing a large grin as his eyes glowed bright bluish neon green color, his sclera and pupils had also changed. They were the same color as the sky above, a dark charcoal gray and his pupils were now a three pointed star. He licked his lips perversely, his tongue having grown several inches longer and he laughed some more.
"MONSTER!" he yelled hysterically, "I think not!" He stood up; the long white sleeves of the garment he now wore trailed the ground beneath him. His reiatsu fluctuated around him, corroding and smothering everything around him. A smile came across his soft pink lips before turning into a smirk full of so much dark intent that it could bring Satan to his knees.
"This is it! Her body is mine!" He screamed, thrusting his elbows down and jumping twenty feet in the air, shaking the ground as he did so and creating a crated the same feet he jumped in the air on the ground.
"You idiot! Don't you see that you are not compatible? That you are not the one?" the man yelled, he too was now hovering in the air along with his female companion.
Bright neon blue green eyes narrowed dangerously at the two. Holding his hand out which started glowing dangerously along with the rest of his body a sword began forming in his hand and he swung a wide arc out sending a wave of crippling black and yellow energy.
The two managed to dodge in a knick of time holding their weapons out as well. The man held a large broadsword tightly gripped in his hand. The woman held a large iron fan with a hole to hold on to it. Both of their weapons had a four pointed symbol on it.
"Hmph." He crossed his arms across his chest, "Do you really think that the mere likes of you can take me on?" He boasts, his voice held confidence and a powerful self assurance.
The two exchanged nervous glances before getting into battle position and charging towards their newly transformed partner.
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"This can't be!" Yelled the man, he held up his hand fearfully and watched as the skin glowed vividly before crumpling into dust. He screamed as he watched the rest happen to his arm. "Why is this happening?"
The woman, barely alive herself looked up, her soft blue eyes, hard and cold like the rain that still feel around her. She brushed a piece of hair out of her way and answered him.
"You weren't compatible. It wasn't meant for you." her voice was barely above a whisper and like ice, cold and sharp, "We told you that before." With those she glance over at her other partner who was bleeding badly from a large, deep gash across his chest. He was barely clinging on, his eyes half way closed as he looked on.
"LIAR!" he coughed loudly before screaming in agony as his body burst into blue flames, he twitched and moan in pain as he rolled around the dirt. The rain did nothing to relief him of the fire that consumed him.
The woman watched as the flames slowly turned into ice covering his entire body, his expression was one of pure terror and anguish before falling and crumbling into hundreds of pieces. A black orb rolled towards her before turning white once more.
"Thank you." Another voice, one she had being hoping to hear since this had all started and when it had ended. The voice sounded far away and at the same like it was right behind her, whispering in her ear.
Tears streamed down her face as she turned around and gazed at the one who had offered her gratitude. She shook her head feeling that she didn't deserve and she was about to tell her that before she too died.
"Wow."
Everyone's demeanor had drastically changed and the air had become tense and heavy, eyes never leaving the ground or hands that were intertwined in their laps as Urahara finished telling his tale.
Toshiro sat up from off the comfortable couch he was on- wait a minute couch? He turned swiftly around and seeing that he was in fact on a couch, a long steel blue one to be exact. It contracted nicely with the color of the floor, not that he really cared. Toshiro looked around and noticed some more furniture in the room, consisting on a table on his left side and a medium sized oval shaped table sat in front, both tables wore off white in color. He wondered half heartedly at what point he had been moved again! He was really getting sick of being moved from one place to another. And what was that black stuff in his eyes?
A creaking sound grabbed his attention as the door open revealing Aizen standing outside it. His trademark smile graced his face and in his hand was a silver pendent with a small purple gem in the center.
"Did you enjoy your slumber, Hitsugaya kun?" Aizen asked, studying Hitsugaya from head to toe, his smile growing as he noticed his eyes. They had turned a brilliant green gold color with the whites of his eyes pure black and his pupils resembled the four pointed flower that came with his bankai. He also noticed the animosity placed in them but overlooked that.
A growl escaped Toshiro's lip; he clenched his fist tightly digging his nails into his palm.
"What did you do to me?" his tone changed drastically from venomous to confuse. "What wrong with my voice?" It sounded reminded him of swords grinding against each other or someone speaking behind a mask.
"It seems that the transformation was only physical and spiritual." Aizen said, with one hand grabbed Hitsugaya's clenched fists and folding him, revealing vicious angry red marks on his palms, some which were bleeding with one hand and began placing the pendent around his neck.
"This however," brown eyes motioned towards the pendent, "Will help with your transition mentally." He finished, clasping the necklace close and pulling his hand away, watching the pendent's and Hitsugaya's reaction to the other's reiatsu.
Fingers slowly wrapped the small gem and once they wore completely around it and with a quick tug tried to yank the bauble off. Only to his chagrin it refused to come off, searing his hand when he tried and his head as well. His skull and brain felt as if it had been set ablaze as he had tried to pull the gem away, feeling that it was going to crack or explode at any moment but that wasn't the reason he had ceased trying to remove the chain around his neck for a second time, it was the consequences that came with it as he did.
Voices belonging to people he didn't know and Images of places and people he's never seen or met. The feeling of being in battles he's never participated in. For some strange reason he could not understand or even pretend to comprehend he longed for these people, these people he's never encountered. He strangely longed to see the woman who called out for him affectionately like a mother to her own child. Her face was like a one as well with a small nose and an elfin smile to match. Her eyes, however, were like an adult. Stern and austere, and like the ocean before a hurricane they were a dark grayish color with flecks of azure within the irises. Dark locks of raven fell around her shoulders in gentle waves. She seemed to be talking someone; a man. Her voice reminded him of the way Unohana spoke with a motherly touch and concern; she wore a smile that was identical to fourth division captain as well.
He longed for the man as well; he could feel his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it in an attempt to provide comfort. His features wore identical from the woman but a bit more angular being a guy and all. He had the same dark hair as hers but shorter and spiky. The man's eyes were reversed, being azure with gray flecks. Both of them wore garments similar to that of the shinigamis and badges as well though were a different shape and they had gloves on as well.
'Please don't do this!" Toshiro heard her call but not to him.
"You can't do this!" the man screamed.
Both of them were screaming at someone, a man whose face was blurred except his eyes which were a startling blue green like his own but the whites wore completely black much like a hollow. This was the only person Toshiro couldn't see or hear clearly.
Soon the three forms slowly began to vanish and reshaping into some figures he was familiar with. They became the members of Gotei 13.
"What happen to Mikiko and Takeshi?" Questioned Rukia, she pitied the two who had lost their lives to the one they had called friend especially Mikiko, hearing how she was in love with her murderer.
Urahara sighed before standing and tilting his towards the clear blue "sky" chuckling softly.
Everyone looked at him bewildered. What could be so funny at a time like this? What the hell was going on inside the banished captain turned shop keeper's head? They asked them as they glance in the blonde's direction. A mystery that none of them will ever solve.
"Who said anything about Mikiko being dead?" He asked, waving his fan in casually.
Everyone eyes widen like saucers at the word that just came out of Urahara's mouth, and the same thoughts and words came out of their as they looked at one another. "She's Alive!"
"You were the one who killed him!"
"Why did you do it?"
"You actions must be met with punishment."
"Hitsugaya Toshiro, You shall be stripped of all your powers and executed via Sokyoku."
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Note: Mikiko and Isagi are the ones Urahara was talking about. I'll explain more about them in the next chapter. Mikiko meaning Beautiful chronicle/spirit child and Takeshi means Miliatary/Warrior. Hope that helps explain a few things.