Chapter 3
The young man walked in the streets and swiftly pulled out a white card with a skull insignia out of his stood in front of a lrge building and swiped the card into a slot. He smirked as he gained access into the building. He pulled his face into a bored frown as her sautered into the courtyard,his hands in his front pockets, bage slung over one shoulder.
"Yo..."
A young man turned to see a sliver-light purplish haired man walk towards him,a arm raised in greeting.
"Hey Gin, what'a ya doing?"
"Nothing, but wandering until my superior arrives with another assignment"the man named Gin snickered.
"What about Byakuya-hime?" the two young men grinned.
"Oh the Himehad just finished up paperwork that you were supposed to get done and is now wondering why in the Society haven't you two started running?" a deep voice said behind them. The two froze. Yes it was infamous Byakuya Kuchiki,one of the 13 presidents. The Company was divided into 13 battalions, each group having a "President" and "Vice-Lieutenant"
"Shit!"the two men didn't need to be told twice as they ran for their lives.
The little baby sobbed as blow after blow hit her aching backside.
"STOP CRYING!" the man thundered as he lashed out, the metal whip making a deeper imprint on the young flesh.
Hours passed and the pale skin turned into unrecognizable mesh of purple and blue. The little child kept on sobbing.
The man growled and grabbed the distraught child by the scruff of her neck. "I said,CRYING IS PROHIBITED!" he snarled loudly.
The little child,despite her training, couldn't help it, she sobbed and sobbed continuously.
"You want another one, is that right?" the man asked in a calm sweet voice, it made the words deadly and frightening.
The little child hiccuped and suddenly felt a wetness and slimy weight seeped passed her thighs and on the carpet. She grew silent,mortified at what would happen. The man twisted his face in a disgusted look and several expressions scrolled down his face. Rage,disgust,annoyance and then smugness.
He then did something unexpected and frightening. He cradled the little baby in his arms. She stared into his eyes then winced as harsh smacks rained down on her tender ass. She longed to scream and a choked sob escaped her throat. She waited and he increased the ferocity and harshness of his blows,making her whimper in pain.
"You pooooor baby, did the little girl peed herself?" he cooed. She gave him no answer. She jumped when he smacked her harder.
"Hmmmm? Did she?" he repeated his voice sharper than ever.
She whimpered and nodded.
"Awwwwwww, you were very bad, you know I won't change you, I guess you'll be wearing a bad diaper for.." he voice went softer and deeper,as he glared at the brat in his arms "....a very, very long time."
He slid her over the side of the sofa, a stick of sandpaper in his hand, he smiled wickedly. "Bad baby,very very bad baby. Time for punishment!" he chuckled,eyes shining with sadism.
And then blows came down, the little girl's piercing screams began once again.
"There's no way that you can prove that the child might be in neglected care, at least not right now" a old man said sternly from over the desk where he sat
"Grrr, but look if you could've seen how-" the young man started,his eyes showing great irritation.
"Silence!"
"As I said before, your accusations are negligent but" the old man held up his hand silencing any other outbursts or protests from the other man " BUT you will monitor the situation, this case is completely with it what you wish"
The old man stood up away from his desk hobbled past the younger man with the aid of his cane and left the room. The shocked lone occupant of the room, blinked his eyes a few times. Either his hearing was getting bad or it was a dream. Doubting that his hearing was depleting due to his age, he turned to the other option. This was dream....right?
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife and then poked a small hole in his skin. He winced a little as a few drops of blood escaped the self-induced wound but in a minute the wound had healed. Nope, he heard right...
A determined grin wound up his lips replacing the disbelief he felt moments ago. Bowing at the empty desk,thanking whatever god who had shown him this bout of kindness, he walked out the door, a plan already forming.
"Hey Mayuri, I need you"
"Hm? Ah fresa! " the creepy scientist turned around,seeing the source of the voice leaning on the doorway of his lab.
"Quit with the Spanish..." the adolescent sighed, a forced grin on his face,while intense annoyance creeped into her mind. Every time he came here, one way or another he would always come outta there, irritated,annoyed or somethin'
"Hehe..whatcha need" Mayuri slurred.
"I have a job to do and I need you to help me."
"Another case?" Mayuri asked catching on to the seriousness in the room. How he hated what those people would do to their own kids. And that's something since he's neutral in anything. Except this type of thing, these cases were his only exception. The 18-year old in front of him nodded slowly.
"Yes..."
"........Nemu , come here you useless thing!!"
The little girl walked down the street,looking around for a streets that sold ropes and such. Her father said he would play a game with her later. She shivered, any game he made hurt. Plus he needed food so here she was shopping alone.
"What'r you doing here?" a voice asked her. She spun around to see who it was. Her eyes widened, it was the boy from the other day!
He stood there, crooked smile on his opened her mouth to answer,her eyes guarded.
"I gottsa' go bys fwuud" she stated, her forehead creasing as she tried to speak with what limited vocabulary she knew.
"Hmm! Your daddy must think you're a big girl to go shopping alone!" the boy said with a smile 'Although it's unwise for a girl her age to be out'
The small girl let out a phony smile. "'Bwy!"
The boy watched the little girl go,eyes narrowing at the barely concealed bruises and wincing of pain as she limped. This was bad.
It was night, the light wind played over the leaves and trees.
A figure in shrouded in black cloth hid against a tree, his target dead center in front of him.
He stealthily made his way towards a white house, taking microscopic cameras from his pocket. Earlier he had connected the cameras to his computer,so all he had to do was plant the cameras in the house and then-well he'll just see...
He opened the door with barley a creak of protest. He walked through a hallway but then froze as a whimper reached his ears. 'Damnit they're awake!' he mentally cursed.
Nothing happened. he sighed,it was just sleep sounds.
An hours passed and the man stood outside. He ripped off his mask sighing in relief. He planted the cameras where no one not even a specialist could find them. He smirked, oh he was good. He started up his car as quietly as he could and drove off, he hit the intersection and drove slightly faster. It was set.
All he had to do, at this point, was hope against hopes, that the poor little sweetie would hold on.
'Hang in there kid, don't give up just yet. We're coming!'
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