Chapter 6
He was late. That's all he knew. He already knew he was on a limited time table. He did not think of them as dumb. They would eventually figure it out which was why he had to hurry. He could not be caught. He had to reach there. Suddenly, even his shunpo felt slow. The world was revolving sluggishly, everything becoming liquid in its dripping passing. His heart was pounding in his ears. The grip his scarf had on his neck was strangling. He had forgotten how to breathe and was gasping for air. The kenseikaan in his hair clawed at his brains. Remember your status. Remember who you are. But these did not make him and yet they were the first things anyone noticed. Who was he? What did he mean to them?
Those questions would have to wait for he had arrived at his given destination. He had arrived at Soukyoku Hill.
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"KEEP RUNNING YOU IDIOTS!!"
"WHAT DO YOU THINK WE'RE DOING!!?"
The entire group was barreling through the make shift tunnel, the cleaner hot on their heels. They had arrived at Urahara's shop to find out that the shop keeper was in a rather somber mood. Within minutes they had him open up the gate and to everyone's shock, the only thing he asked of them was to hurry. Well, right now, they'd be devoured if they didn't hurry.
"I CAN SEE THE END!!" The light consumed them as they jumped out from the open gate. Of course, Urahara's gates were never ones of convenience and therefore the entire group found themselves tumbling out of the sky.
"ITAI!!"
"GET OFF ME IKKAKU!!"
"ICHIGO!!"
"BANKAI!! Hihio Zabimaru!!
The baboon king roared its head, catching Ichigo and Rukia while Ikkaku and Yumichika grabbed onto one of its segments.
"Great going Renji," Rukia sighed.
"Remind me later to beat the shit out of Urahara for all this trouble." Ichigo scratched his head in annoyance. "Oi, Ikkaku, Yumichika, you two alright back there."
"That man will die for this." Yumichika was brooding. Ikkaku was looking slightly green. Renji made a note to self. In order to get Ikkaku sick, remind him to fly.
"Where the hell are we going," Ikkaku growled. The clueless look on everyone's face indicated that none of them had an idea either. Everyone then turned to Renji.
"HEY!! DON'T YOU ALL LOOK AT ME?! AS IF I HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE--,"
The yelling was cut off by the howling of a Hollow. Rukia's eyes widened.
"No." she whispered, fear shuddering through her small frame.
"Soukyoku Hill." Renji seethed.
"It's so beautifully nostalgic." Yumichika laughed.
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The Hollow howled through the air of the Seireitei alerting everyone of its presence. What a nuisance.
"You cannot even let me leave without a show." He muttered drawing his blade. The first hollow fell only to be replaced by 4 more. It was a dance, a cruel, electrifying dance as the many bodies continually fell. He was not tiring. He was not losing. He was dancing.
'To think, this is the last thing I will see.' He laughed silently as another sickening crunch and howl signaled another death. It was fitting for the greatest leader and warrior to be ended here through a dance. No one would know. No one would see. They will adapt and he will be fitted into the right pages of history. It was the law here. That when he heard the one thing he was running from the most.
"KUCHIKI-TAICHO!!"