Disclaimer: Everything in this story belongs to Tite Kubo except for the storyline
Okay, I'll explain about the winter war and stuff next chapter – and yes I know I have serious grammar problems, sorry about that. People always say I'm great at writing, but my grammar sucks – and I am horrible at detecting grammar problems. Also my M-Word doesn't seem to find any of my grammar problems .
I might take longer to update these days mostly cause summer is ending and I have to get ready for (my first year of) High school gulp o.O
Chapter 4 – Foul Play
"Dad! Dad!" Ichigo called running into his dad who was coming up the stairway.
"Eh? What is it Ichigo?" Isshin said, barely noticing his son, his mind on other things.
"Can't you feel it? This huge reiatsu, what the hell is it? Arrancar?" Ichigo said, the reiatsu was suffocating even though the Vasto Lord was quite far away.
"…" Isshin was silent for a moment, and then, "Let's go!" he said. Isshin took his pen out of his pocket and jabbed Ichigo and himself on the forehead with it, their bodies fell lifeless and father and son took of towards the Vasto Lord which had just appeared.
Suddenly the reiatsu vanished. Hitsugaya and Kira bumped into a confused Isshin and Ichigo, all four of them paused wondering what the hell was going on. Where did the Vasto Lord go? It was still in Karakura, they could feel it, but at the same time… they couldn't feel it. Suddenly they felt a huge burst of reiatsu, they all turned… it was coming from Matsumoto's house, which was, coincidentally, on the other side of where the four shinigami already were.
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"Hol' up fer a sec there… what's a Vasto Lord like ya, doin' in a place like this?" Gin said, in his shinigami body, his abandoned faux body was lying in a bush.
"I have orders to retrieve the girl in this building, please move aside," the Vasto Lord replied with surprising courtesy for a hollow.
"An' who sent ya these orders?" Gin asked, smirking slightly. The Vasto Lord glanced at Gin with a bored expression. His mask covered his face but that was it, he wore white robes much like the ones the espada wore and his mask had horns that reminded Gin or Ulquiorra.
"My boss," was all the menos replied with, "Now, please step aside Shinigami, I would not like to waste any energy to take out a weakling such as yourself," Gins wide smile shrunk down slightly and if his eyes were open, they would've flashed dangerously.
"Boss eh…? Well, sorry, can't let ya take the girl," the silver haired man said, standing in front of the window that led to Rangiku's bedroom where she lay asleep, unaware of what was happening outside.
"…What is your name shinigami?" The vasto lord asked, a bit of boredom in his voice.
"What's it to ya?" Gin answered back, a smirk on his face, his hands were hidden in his robes, yet he would unleash his zanpakuto in seconds if he had to. If anyone hurt his Ran-chan he would kill them, Vasto-Lord of not.
"My boss is looking for a man named Gin, he said you would probably be here. He also said that you would willingly come if I said his name, but I doubt it…" the vasto lord murmured, the last part was more to himself. Gin frowned for a second, boss? Who could command a Vasto Lord except for… no, but he was dead! And what did he want with Ran-chan anyways? Didn't he promise that she wouldn't get hurt?
"Didn't ya here me, I said ya can't take 'er," was all Gin said, even though other questions flashed through his mind. It took a moment to register that the Vasto Lord had said something back to him.
"Apparently we have company, I could've swore my reiatsu was hidden… and how they arrived so quickly," the way the menos was mumbling though, it sounded as though he could care less. Who cares if more people came? They were just weak shinigami, that's what the vasto lord sounded like.
Hitsugaya and Kira arrived first, then Isshin and Ichigo.
"Vasto Lord…" Hitsugaya murmured, gripping Hyorinmaru tightly, there were three captain levels, and Kira, he wasn't including Gin on this count. The could probably take out the Vasto Lord if they all fought together, and the way Gin was smiling, they were probably working together. The evil… Hitsugaya called Gin every foul name he could.
"What do you want?" Isshin called, standing in front of the Vasto Lord, who eyed Isshin with mild interest.
"That is none of your concern shinigami," the Vasto Lord replied.
"Alright, well can I ask your name? I enjoy knowing the names of my opponents," Isshin said grinning.
"That is also none of your conce-," the hollow was cut off, when part of his white robe tore.
"Oops, my bad…" Isshin sighed, "my hand slipped see?" he commented. No one could tell what the Vasto Lord was feeling, but he must've felt pretty pissed before next moment there was a cero being blasted right at Isshin, at first the man didn't move and everyone realized why. If Isshin moved, Ran-chan would be blasted to bits, instead the man took out his zanpakuto and attempted to block the cero without even releasing it. "The… name is… Kurosaki… Isshin!" Isshin grunted, even though the immense power of the cero was hitting him at nearly full force, he still managed to grin and his zanpakuto was barely scratched by the end of it.
"You are interesting Shinigami... my name is Teufel, now I shall kill you," and then another cero was released, luckily Isshin moved to a different spot so he could dodge the cero blast safely without it hitting anything – hopefully.
"Teufel… what a- HEY! GET BACK HERE!" Isshin yelled when suddenly Teufel disappeared.
"I'm sorry, I must go now, my master is calling… oh and Gin-our master does wish your safe return-also, I will now take the girl from your hands, good day!" and then he disappeared, back to Hueco Mundo.
Gins eyes flew open, his mouth in a snarl, but he couldn't do anything. Teufel had already left, he remembered hearing that name. Aizen had said Teufel was a Vasto Lord he was hoping to recruit. Was he really back, was Aizen really back?
"What the hell is going on?" Ichigo said glancing at Gin and then at his dad who was staring off into space somewhere. Hitsugaya was glaring at the spot the menos disappeared, and Kira was looking worriedly at his ex-taichou.
"T-Tai…chou," Kira murmured, looking down. Was he really going to go back to Hueco Mundo? Would he really betray soul society again…?
Everyone left in a few minutes of silence, each thinking their own separate thoughts. Gin was the only one left standing, he was still glaring at the same spot where Teufel disappeared to, he gripped Shinso tightly, tempted to let his zanpakuto shoot out and just stab a random person in the back just for the fun of it. How had he gotten past him? It was impossible… slowly Gin turned around to look in the now, empty bedroom, of Rangiku Matsumoto who had slipped between his grasp yet again.
Damn it, she was so close to him yet… yet she was also so far. He couldn't see her as much as he wanted, and now she was just… completely gone. What the hell did Aizen want with her anyways? Gin looked down at the ground and closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears from coming out, that didn't work. For the second time in his life, Gin cried… and it was for the same person. When he next looked up, it was dawn and the sun was just beginning to rise. He glanced at his abandoned faux body, and blew it up. Then he headed towards Urahara shop, he knew about the portal Urahara had and he intended to use it. If only he hadn't lost his hollow powers, but he wasn't allowed back into Seireitei unless he got rid of them.
"Ran-chan… I'm coming," he whispered, without a smile.
Alright, when I re-read my chapters, I realized… they were kind of long, in my opinion. I don't know about all of you, but reading long chapters on the internet kind of hurts my eyes. On M-Word my chapters seem really short, but I keep forgetting I'm using size 9 font instead of size 12 (the normal size I use).
So, I'm deciding to write shorter chapters.
What else… hmm, oh it would help it you said what my grammar problems were (run on sentences, spelling etc.) – my teachers say my biggest problem is run-on sentences so… )
Oh and keep reviewing, thanks a lot. Remember, constructive criticism and help is always welcome.
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