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Chapter 13

Grimmjow couldn't sleep. Ichigo barely talked all day as he held an air of depression and frustration around him as he was forced to do nothing but watch as his friends were being targeted. They visited Izuru for about an hour before they came back to the room and sat in complete silence. This was not the way he wanted to start a relationship. He blamed Aizen.

Who would want their relationship to start with an inevitable battle waiting at their doorstep? Aizen was practically declaring war now. Like, at that very moment. It was around three in the morning and he was lying on his bed with his right leg over his left in a crossed position with his laptop sitting on the top of them when he received a message over Fangbook, the vampire social media site. (Stupidest name ever)

The first thing that came to Grimmjow's mind was 'how the fuck did this guy find my profile.' He opened the message and groaned when he realized that the message system was designed to notify him when it opened. Stupid technology…who was he kidding? He lived for a very long time, long before smartphones existed, but he was always excited to see how technology was advancing.

It was too bad that the bastard now knows that he's awake. Before he even read the first message he got another one and groaned while writing a quick reply. He got up and walked out of the room quietly as to not alarm Ichigo and locked the door behind him. He cursed as he headed down the hallway. He wanted to get this over with as soon as possible.

Aizen was already outside the library waiting for him. Grimmjow huffed as he walked up to the snide asshole who was probably filing his nails waiting for him to arrive at their designated meeting place. Seriously, the library was a fucked up meeting place considering Ichigo's friend was freaking attacked when he was leaving it. He clearly made this the meeting place to remind him of the influence he had and to remind him what transpired because he dared to refuse him.

"The fuck do you want?" Grimmjow growled when he reached Aizen and was ready to get up in his face.

"You to join my clan," Aizen said like it was such an obvious statement. "I'm asking for a mutt like you to join my clan; you should be honored. I don't fully understand why it is so hard for you to betray Stark. I'm pretty sure I made all of this clear at our last meeting."

Grimmjow gritted his teeth so hard that he could hear them scraping together. He didn't like it when people he doesn't like utter his father's name. "What is there to not get? I'm not joining your clan."

Aizen shifted his weight from one foot to the other and studied Grimmjow's eyes like he was speaking a different language and he was trying to figure out what he was saying without having to pull out a dictionary. "I'm pretty sure you have received my message. I was really hoping that nothing bad would happen to that human you are so fond of. This is your second chance. I really don't want to ask you for a third time." Aizen said.

Grimmjow felt himself growling in the back of his throat. "What do you not understand? No, I'm not joining your clan and I'm not letting him get hurt."

Aizen clicked his tongue at Grimmjow's answer. "I was hoping this wouldn't happen, but it seems I'm going to have to ask you a third time." Aizen turned around, his hair getting caught in the wind letting it wave behind him.

"Let me answer for then too." Grimmjow growled. "No."

Aizen just waved him off calling behind him as he walked away. "Wait until next time and we'll see."

When Aizen was a certain distance away Grimmjow could barely make out him pulling out his phone before putting it back in his pocket soon after. When Aizen was out of Grimmjow's sight he turned around himself so that he could spend the rest of his sleepless night in his own room and by Ichigo's side.

Ichigo was asleep when he heard the sound of splintering wood and snapping metal. He thought that he was just dreaming so he only squeezed his eyes tighter, as if it would keep his dream from going out of control. It made him feel somewhat normal, like this was an ordinary, everyday night until he felt arms wrap around him. "Grimmjow?" He groaned, definitely not in the mood to play aroumd. No, the arms that were now holding him felt beefier then his and he heard a hissing sound like water on a hot surface.

Ichigo quickly turned over from on his belly and kicked upwards connecting into whoever was in his room's jaw. He knew he was up against a vampire, but he knew that he at least had to put up a struggle. Even though he felt his barefoot connect with him he didn't feel any pain, just the usual pain that comes as recoil when kicking someone. Originally he thought that it was from the adrenalin, but then he remembered when he elbows Grimmjow or whenever he play hits him and even when he tried to defend himself against Aizen that attacking hurt a lot less. He could fight back, at least slightly.

He didn't have too much time to think about it. He turned over so he could see his offender so he could know who he was fighting and what he was up against. Awkward shaped head, bald, face tattoos, and orange eyebrows, he's seen this guy before. It was the guy that grabbed onto him when Grimmjow was walking him to class for the first time. This guy almost made Grimmjow cause a really big scene. He didn't know that he was a vampire before, but he does now. It's not important whether he recognized him or not or what this guy was planning to do with him. He had to find a way to escape and fast.

He thrusted both of his feet at the guy's chest, pushing him back. He felt like time slowed down around him and his peripheral vision blurred, he was only focusing on his opponent. He didn't have time to figure out what was going on around him, he needed to fight and win, or at least escape.

If this guy was here that meant that Grimmjow was gone and he had to fight alone. Seriously, the one time that he was left alone in his room since the abduction Grimmjow had to be missing. The timing was terrible. Was this planned or something?

As the guy backpedaled Ichigo threw a punch at his jaw. It hurt, but it hurt as much as it did when punching a human. His bones were still intact. The vampire who may as well be the size of a mountain roared, probably waking up the neighbors and lunged himself at Ichigo with vampire speed. Ichigo saw it coming and tried to side step, but he was still only a human up against a vampire in a small space and he had the disadvantage. The vampire tackled him on top of his bed with his shoulder in his stomach knocking the wind out of him and slamming his head against the wall that his bed was against.

White dots danced in his eyes and he heard the bed snap underneath him making splinters fly everywhere as the mattress he was being crushed against hit the floor, or at least the suitcase under his bed. This guy must have weighed a ton to snap his bed in half. Ichigo's back and stomach was in an incredible amount of pain, but Ichigo himself was still intact for some miracle. Seriously, how was he not crushed? He was even conscious and still kicking.

Ichigo was effectively pinned underneath this monster. There was no way this guy was a regular vampire. The monstrous intruder grabbed hold of Ichigo's wrist in a death grip. Ichigo tried with all his might to yank it lose as he tried to push the monster off of him with his other hand. It wasn't working so well as the other guy grabbed his other wrist in the same gigantic hand like Ichigo's wrists were as thin as pipe cleaners.

He got off the destroyed bed holding Ichigo up in the air from his wrists. Ichigo felt his blood flow down his arms into the rest of his body as his wrists started to lose circulation while his shirt lifted up, exposing Ichigo's flat, muscular stomach. He wasn't allowed to feel self-conscious at the moment though.

As Ichigo swung from his wrists he flipped over and kicked the giants arm with both of his feet like a gymnast. The giant's hand released his wrists and Ichigo continued the flip while he was in the air and landed on his feet. When the fuck did he learn how to do that? He has gotten into street fights before, but he has never done anything like that before nor has he ever trained to do crazy stuff like that.

He took advantage of the freedom to sprint away. He ran out of the open doorway, ignoring the broken wood that now clung to his bare feet. He's never run so fast before and the booming footsteps behind him motivated him to pick up the pace. Ichigo threw open the door to the stairway he didn't have time to go down every step so he took the more dangerous shortcut, jumping. He jumped down flight after flight of stairs, causing the splinters in his feet to push further down into his flesh. He ignored it.

He sprinted down the long hallway and made it to the front door of the building and then outside before he was shoved harshly. He tumbled a few feet forward and slammed his head against the concrete floor. His arms and legs were scrapped up from the devastating landing causing a bit of blood to start leaking out of the cuts. He laid there unable to move, his injuries and exhaustion finally starting to catch up with him as he heard the booming footsteps of his offender. Ichigo clenched his eyes shut as he felt the night sky spinning around him as he panted, desperately bringing oxygen into his lungs.

The monster vampire lifted Ichigo from one of his wrists, not even regarding that he was human and there were better ways to hold him and ignored his injured arm allowing him to dangle, but causing shearing pain to Ichigo who was forced to be in that position as his arm was forced to hold his weight.

"It wouldn't have hurt so badly if you didn't resist so much, morsel." He said. He poked at Ichigo's open wound on his elbow causing Ichigo to wince. A little of his blood leaked onto his finger and dyed it red.

The monster put his finger in his mouth testingly. His eyes shot wide open and looked at the human. "You taste even better than what I thought. Fuck, this is going to be such a waste." He said as he threw Ichigo's damaged body over his shoulder.

Ichigo wasn't about to give up yet though. His body was spread out and all his limbs were scraped up so he couldn't effectively fight back, but he could at least try to get free again. Ichigo observed a large burn that the monstrous vampire had on the top of his head that he got from being inside of Ichigo's room. Maybe if he stayed inside he had a better chance of hurting this bastard more, but he knew he had a better chance of running then fighting. He lifted his shaky arm and pushed his hand on top of his abductor's head aggressively, aggravating the burn. It wasn't as effective as he hoped though, all the larger vampire did was hiss at the pain.

"Will you stop that?" He roared slapping Ichigo on the ass causing him to yelp and his face to burn red. The monster snorted at the reaction. "It's seriously a bummer that such a nice piece of meat with a nice piece of ass isn't going to last through the night." He said as he walked.

Ichigo's body went limp against the icy cold body that was carrying him. He couldn't see shit, his vision was blurred and his ears roared, but he wasn't going to let himself black out this time. There was no way he was going to let himself die tonight.

His stomach lurched when the one carrying him started to run, not really weary of the passenger that was forced to ride his shoulder. Ichigo felt his stomach and chest get aggravated from being pounded against rock hard muscles. They were already injured from the guy tackling him; he didn't need the wild bull ride to go along with it.

Ichigo was carried into a building that he couldn't recognize with his blurred vision. His vision was slowly clearing up as the monster that was grasping him slowed down to a walk. Ichigo didn't have time to feel relieved that the rough ride was over; he was too busy investigating the hallway to try and figure out where he was.

Judging from the bland, creamy walls he figured that he was either in the natural science or social science building. He couldn't make out much else unless he wanted to move more which would probably encourage the perverted beef monster carrying him to slap his ass again. It was at the very back of the building where he saw displays of different kinds of rocks. Yup, definitely the natural science building, though he has never seen that door before.

He was taken inside of what seemed like a science lab and the lights were already on which could only mean that they weren't alone. His captor placed him on a long table towards the middle of the lab facing towards the white board.

Ichigo immediately sat up straight and started to search for his exits. The one that they came out of and there was a door behind him that probably led to another lab. That was it; the only other door was a closet that was completely open and practically overflowing with supplies that wasn't in use.

Standing in front of the white board at the front of the class was a petite man wearing a white lab coat with shoulder length pink hair and glasses with white frames, behind them were eyes that seemed to have orange irises, which is something Ichigo has never seen before. "Thank you Yammy."

He walked over to the vibrant haired student that was asleep just a few minutes ago and pulled his chin forward and held him still so he can inspect him. "Incredible, only once have I smelt blood as succulent as this. Not only that, but he looks exactly like him." He cooed. "How interesting."

Ichigo glared at him like he was trying to make his eyes piece a hole right through his skull. The man gave him a lecherous grin. "It's really such a waste. I hope Aizen will at least let me have your remains." He inspected Ichigo a little more before calling out behind him, "Yammy, why is he so banged up?"

Yammy turned away and clicked his tongue. "The little prick put up a bit of a fight." He said, rolling his eyes when he heard his supposed comrade start to tut him.

"Such a disappointment, I guess you are a failure after all, after I gave you those steroids and everything." He sighed, finally releasing Ichigo's chin and walking back to the white board, leaning against it.

The door opened again, this time a woman walked in who definitely had bigger breasts then Orihime, heck she probably had bigger breasts then Nel. She had tan skin and blond, practically yellow hair that contrasted with her dark skin that was cut short. She wore a crop top that showed off her pierced belly button, and her eyes were an unnatural shade of green and Ichigo could tell as soon as she walked in that she was the strongest one of the three.

"Harribel, welcome," The pink haired man said as she walked in, her white high heel boots creating a unique sound as she carried herself to the other side of the room with an incredible presence. "Szayelaporro" She regarded walking passed him.

Ichigo's blood ran white hot as soon as he heard her name. This bitch was the one that attacked Izuru. She was so powerful that he knew that he wouldn't stand a chance against her, but something willed him to try.

He tried to get up from the table, landing on his bare feet that tingled from all the splinters that were imbedded in them. Before he could see if his balance was okay he was shoved against the only wall that wasn't covered by supplies or a white board by his neck. Black dots spotted in his eyes as the back of his head hit hard stone wall. His eyesight cleared to see that he was making eye contact with green eyes that really belonged as a crayon color instead of an eye color.

"Don't try anything." She said. The intimidation shook Ichigo's whole body. After studying him for a little longer she dropped him and let him collapse to the floor. She crossed her arms and stared down at Ichigo who was gripping his neck, coughing and panting so he could fill his lungs with oxygen. "You are weak, but if you even think about attacking me again I will not hesitate to kill you."

"You guys didn't need to rough him up so much, but he is still usable." A voice Ichigo recognized said. It was the first voice that he recognized the entire time he was there and he wasn't happy to hear it at all.

Harribel walked away from him and stood next to Szayelaporro, far away from Yammy. She looked towards the source of the voice that walked into the room. She lightly nodded her head as the main antagonist made himself known.

The blood that was previously burning hot turned ice cold in Ichigo's veins as Aizen walked towards him. He pushed himself further against the wall, trying to make himself smaller. Behind Aizen were two other people one he recognized as Kaname Tosen.

He didn't know the other one, but he gave him a really uneasy feeling. He was a guy that had hair that looked purple yet silver. He had a wide grin and his eyes were slits, no his eyes looked like they were straight up closed. He stood to the right of Aizen while Kaname stood on his left. They both stayed behind practically in sync when the man in the center continued to walk forward to greet the nearly broken Ichigo.

"I'm sorry it has come to this Ichigo. I was hoping we would have been friends." He said with a bit of hollowness in his voice. He was talking out of his ass, but Ichigo knew better than to call him out on his bullshit. "Anyway, now that I'm here the timer starts. Take care of things."

Ichigo's blood ran cold as he watched Aizen walk away and lean against a desk. Yammy and Harribel moved from where they were standing and advanced on him. Ichigo's eyes darted between the two he looked for an escape route. There was no way to get to either escape route though when there were two vampires closing in on him.

"Get away!" Ichigo shouted in desperation clenching his eyes shut to prepare for what was about to come. He felt a chill run all the way up his spine, through his neck, and to the dome of his head while pressure built at his core and rose through his throat.

As he shouted he felt himself shoved against the wall from an unknown source as the two vampires in front of him were launched backwards and thrown to the others side of the room. Yammy was thrown towards the entrance of the room towards the purple haired guy, who quickly dodged him with the same amused expression he wore since he entered the room. His large body crashed against the door, ripping it right off the hinges. Harribel on the other hand was thrown into the glass cabinet that was holding all the equipment for the room. Glass shattered everywhere, falling on top of her and leaving cuts all over her tan skin.

Ichigo heard the sound of shattering glass and the sound of metal breaking and his eyes shot open to see what happened. He studied the room as he tried to figure out what the fuck was happening to him today?

He felt a pressure in the back of his throat and it was filling him full of energy and adrenalin. Did he just fus ro dah them across the room? This wasn't Skyrim! Heck that reference was from 2011 even if Bethesda just rereleased it! (Any Skyrim fans?)

He looked around and it seemed that everyone in the room was stunned, even the guy who had slit eyes seemed to be put a little on edge. Ichigo had no idea what was going on, but it was an opportunity so he just had to roll with it.

He got off the floor shakily in an effort to keep his balance. As soon as he was steady he started to sprint for the open doorway that was helpfully opened by the huge body that belonged to the vampire, Yammy.

As he took a few steps forward a body was put between him and his exit. It belonged to the purple-haired guy. Ichigo shouted again willing the power that he used before to clear his path. He actually managed to do it causing the vampire standing in front of him to be blown backwards as well. Before Ichigo could feel proud of himself the guy that was launched rode the wind, flipping in the air landing against the wall with his feet before pushing himself off of it and flying back at Ichigo as if he performed a flip turn in a swimming pool.

Ichigo was swiped off of his feet and nearly slammed against the wall, but the vampire lightened the impact by stopping himself with his other arm that wasn't wrapped around the orange-haired boy. It almost seemed considerate except for the fact that it didn't. He climbed off of him and patted him on the head.

"That was a very nice show you've given us. You're very interesting." He said as he removed his hand off of Ichigo's head and walked back over to the desk that Aizen was sitting on. "It really is a shame. I really hope Grimmjow saves you." He said before sitting on the desk next to him.

The pink-haired vampire that was surprisingly quiet when Aizen came in spoke up "The one that I studied that also smelled like him did nothing like that. This one is different. Are we really going to waste this opportunity?" He complained.

"As intrigued as I am about all of this, yes. I would like to stick to my original plan, follow through Szayelaporro." He said. The vampire Szayelaporro sighed in disappointment as he pulled out something that looked like a handgun out of his lab coat pocket.

Ichigo's entire body froze when he saw it. He tried to get up again, but suddenly Harribel was in front of the doorway, blocking off his exit. Behind her he saw Yammy getting up and standing behind her. He had to improvise.

He pushed off the wall and slid towards the other lab tables. He knocked one over causing it to create a loud clanging sound from the plywood and what he assumed to be marble crashing against the floor. It wasn't marble, but it felt like marble. Apparently its phenolic resin and epoxy resin. That wasn't important though, what was important was that now he had some cover to protect himself from the gun. He chose to ignore the gum that was stuck to the bottom of the desk as he surveyed what was around him.

There was a fire extinguisher, but it wouldn't really do much at the distance he put himself in. He didn't want to get any closer and his chosen weapon was his new found power despite the fact that he wasn't really sure how he used it before so there was no interest there. He opened up the cabinet that was close to the drawers. Inside he found a bottle that was labeled Hydrofluoric acid. That worked, but did he really want to risk getting hurt by it? He didn't really have a choice.

He broke the seal of the bottle and unscrewed the cap. It even smelled dangerous and it was terrifying to know that the contents of the bottle would have hurt him, but he wasn't sure how it would work against vampires.

He peeked over his make shift cover and chucked the bottle at Szayelaporro. He heard the acid splash against the floor and a yelp of pain that sounded like it came from the right direction, bull's-eye. He peeked over the desk to see his target peeling off his lab coat before the acid seeps through and start to burn him too. It seemed like it was working.

Ichigo took this opportunity to run. He had two options run across the broken glass that was shattered by Harrbel's body in his bare feet or run across the acid that was spilled all over the floor by him and hope not to slip while it burned him and hurt him more then it hurt Szayelaporro, again in his bare feet. Neither option sounded that good so he chose option three. Go into the other science lab behind him that was probably not as messed up as the one he was in and use the exit door from that room.

The slid from his hiding place to the door in the back of the room. He scrambled upwards to open the door. Luckily it was unlocked, but he wasn't expecting what he found.

"Kurosaki-kun?" A feminine voice asked. "Did you come to save me?"

Ichigo slammed the door behind him, locking it and faced the girl. Shit, she sounded genuine too. It would have been honestly easier if she was an enemy too. His mission was to escape; he didn't expect it to be an escort mission. "Kurosaki-kun, what's going on? You're hurt, are you okay?" She asked.

Orihime was lying on the floor. Her wrists and ankles were bound in rope. Where they managed to pick her up and why they decided to use her as a hostage wasn't important at the moment. He needed to get the both of them out of there.

"Inoue, I need you to be quiet for a second. I need to think." He said kneeling next to her. He started to work on the rope that was tied around her ankles. He already had a limited amount of time, but this was ridiculous. Did they seriously plan this far ahead? The probability of what he was trying to attempt was close to zero, close, but it wasn't there yet.

He managed to undo the ties that were on her ankles. He didn't bother with her hands. She didn't need hands to run.

"Kurosaki-kun are you some kind of hero." She gasped as he helped her stand up and grabbed the door handle that lead to their only exit. By some freaking miracle it wasn't locked, seriously for such a planned out event they are forgetting rule number one.

That was how Ichigo felt until Ichigo's eyes landed on the wall right in front of him when the door swung open. That wall was named Yammy.

Ichigo tried to use that shout power again, but it seemed that this time he braced himself expecting Ichigo's only way of attacking besides actually fighting. He wasn't impressed. It was way harder to knock over a freaking tank. How was he able to do it the first time? He could feel his attack getting weaker with every shout. Maybe he needed to let it recharge, not that he had time for that.

Orihime on the other hand was amazed by Ichigo's power the force making her hair whip around even though she was only standing beside him. Yammy wrapped his arms around Ichigo in a bear hug completely ignoring Orihime's protests telling him to put her hero down. This girl seriously had no idea what was going on, did she?

Szayelaporro walked out of the room other lab, his hair and clothes completely soaked, and eyes flushed from having to use the shower and eye wash in the room to take care of the acid. His skin wasn't as pretty as it was before. He did seem to think he had enough time to clean up though as Harribel guarded the way Ichigo came from and Yammy covered his exit.

Szayelaporro sighed. "That was such an impressive display. I really can't express how disappointed I am in having to do this." He pulled out the gun that he had before and pulled the trigger. Ichigo felt himself getting stuck in the right shoulder blade, one of the only parts of his back that was exposed from Yammy's meaty arms. "I would have seriously loved to dissect you slowly and painfully."

Ichigo wasn't expecting a dart, but what came out of that dart hurt way more than what he expected a bullet to feel like. He collapsed against Yammy's body. Yammy dropped him on the floor and he couldn't even muster the power to get up. What was inside that dart wasn't a tranquilizer like what they were meant to be used for, but it was full of vampire venom. It hurt way more than it did last time he was bitten, but Ichigo didn't have time to harp on that.

His entire body burned and his vision swam in front of his eyes as he felt excruciating pain that hurt more than anything he has ever felt in his entire life. He didn't even feel himself get dragged to the center of the room.

He could barely make out the sounds of Orihime screaming his name before giving up on reaching him and calling out for help to anyone who can hear her screams. It was futile though, the only other people in that building were their enemies.

He couldn't even make out the sound of both doors that were his only exits closing and locking, trapping them from the inside.

He squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered. It felt like the veins in his body were exploding and his lungs were on fire. His head was becoming numb and he could feel himself start to have small spasms.

They were putting him through the first stage of vampirism, and locking him up with Orihime, a human. Ichigo wasn't in a state to try and figure out what was going on, but one thing made sense. He was still new to the entire idea how vampirism works, but if he understood the process completely then it was obvious that if he stays there then he was going to end up attacking her and turning into a ghoul.

A/N: Sorry for the action packed chapter. I know a lot of you guys aren't that great at following those along so I tried my best to make it simple. I had a lot of fun writing it and I wanted to remind you guys that even if this is a fanfiction I am going to stay true to the source material and make Ichigo a badass since he's, I don't know, the main character of a shounen manga. Be sure to review and stuff because I'm sure I spiked some of your curiosity. It is official; I am going down this path for the story. No turning back for me now despite most of you are probably going to hate me.