Notes:
I'm back ❤
Sorry if I haven't updated in time, I've had a bad year regarding depression and a lot of work.
I hope you like this chapter and sorry if there are any mistakes, as I said, English is not my main language.
The following chapter contains slight situations that, although they are fictitious, could hurt the susceptibility of some people regarding the subject of kidnapping and violence applied against minors (and against any person)
The situations presented are simply fictitious for the use of this story.
Discretion is advised
26. Kidnapped and cursed
Children and tragedies are a bad combination
It only takes a few seconds of carelessness for chaos or death to break out when it comes to these two
While his father exterminated that curse, Yoshio began to slip away taking soft steps backwards
He wanted to go to where he had seen that boy run among the locals, he felt that he should help him
Before taking another step, I look at Ijichi
That assistant was struggling with his cell phone, in addition to not having a signal, it seemed that something was causing a failure, since the screen of his device began to have a strange interference causing it to turn off out of nowhere
"What the hell is wrong with this thing?"— he said reluctantly, moving that cell phone up and down —"perhaps the battery has run out?"
Those few seconds of carelessness were enough for Yoshio to run away on his own.
The very moment Yoshio was captured.
"Ha! This mission turned out to be easier than I thought" Gojo turned
"What do you think, Yoshi?" Isn't your father the best?" He ask happily waiting for a response from his son
But something was not right since he had no answer
A strange feeling invaded him at that moment, his blood went to the ground and his soul wanted to leave his body
Yoshio wasn't there
"Ijichi, and Yoshio?" asked Gojo worried
He note that said child was neither next to nor behind the assistant
"I'm surprised he's so quiet, he's her…." Ijichi replied turning around
"Hey?"
A sharp shriek of terror came from him mouth when she saw that said child in her "charge" was not there
"He-he!" Yos! Se- se" Ijichi started to stutter
""That boy was here a moment ago!" the assistant sounded desperate looking around
"IJICHI! IT WAS YOUR JOB TO KEEP AN EYE ON HIM!" Gojo yelled.
"My job? You're not even paying me for this! Besides, it's YOUR son and it's YOUR responsibility, NOT MINE!" answered the assistant trembling
They quickly searched for him in that area
Gojo desperately spun on his axis, but he couldn't see or detect anyone else.
It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth
"Yoshio!" Ijichi began to shout as they searched among some tarps, boxes and places where he could have gotten
"Yoshio!" Gojo shouted desperately and also moving everything in his path
But it was useless, there was no one but the two of them in that area
'W-where the hell is it? I didn't feel or hear it move!" Ijichi said very desperately and almost pulling his hair
Gojo had to act fast, he felt that his son's life was in danger
He activated the power of his six eyes and detected a faint trace of cursed energy going down a corridor.
"He must have gone this way! Yoshio!" He shouted once more the name of his son and followed the trail of those small footprints
Ijichi followed him
"I knew this would be a bad idea!" said the assistant reluctantly.
Gojo felt that his heart was going to come out of his chest, it was a suffocating anguish that he felt as he followed those footprints
"This must be my karma for having taken Yoshio out of the sanctuary" He mentally cursed myself
Both men first went to the right between the stores, then to the left as the road began to become more confusing.
That seemed like a labyrinth and more so because apparently someone or something was manipulating all the premises and corridors making the path confusing.
"There is too much cursed energy in this place!"— Ijichi commented adjusting his glasses —"And not only from one person, but from several!"— he recovered his breath —"but from curses as well"
The tracks of several small feet could be seen on the ground, but there were also traces of cursed energy from a creature and more people.
"Shit!" Gojo growled seeing that they were at a dead end.
Again they ran through the corridors following those tracks that his eyes allowed him to see
The simple memory of that nightmare where his son cried out for help while being consumed by darkness made him shiver for the first time.
Were his dreams warning him of this? Did his nightmare of her come true? Or is there still a greater danger?
The minutes were eternal, it seemed that that place had changed position again
Or so they thought until they took a turn in a corridor...
"Oh no..." Ijichi let out fearfully and put a hand to his mouth.
Gojo slowly approached that scene
The sunglasses that he had given his son a while ago, lay on the floor all trampled
Gojo took what was left of them, the tinted windows fell in small pieces
He felt his heart wither from fear, it was more than obvious, someone had taken that child
"Who the hell took my son?" he ask, very annoyed.
Ijichi noticed how the footprints of what seemed to be two children disappeared there and you are now only the footprints of adults
"This is all very strange"— Ijichi began to question. — "All the time we've been here we haven't seen more people. Could it be a cursed technique of concealment or change of location?" —He put a hand to his chin
Gojo and Ijichi continued to analyze those tracks
"I think a sorcerer could have done it, but the question here would be why?" Why would they take a child? Why Yoshio? It is assumed that no one knew of his existence... this is very suspicious — Ijichi began to analyze—But what is even more strange is that those footprints apparently belong to another child... — he pointed to the ground
There was a very slight difference in size between the footprints of those two children
As Ijichi tried to find a clue that would lead them to the truth
Gojo felt pure hatred against whoever took his son and was going to find him no matter what.
His fist smashed those sunglasses more and his cursed energy was that of someone about to commit something crazy.
Gojo remove the blindfold from his eyes and position his fingers in his "Purple" technique.
He was going to destroy that whole market if necessary, he pointed his fingers towards a large row of shops
Ijichi felt that pressure change in the environment
"Gojo, what the hell do you think you're doing?!" That assistant tried to stop that man but his infinity slowed him down.
"I WILL DESTROY THIS PLACE IF NECESSARY TO FIND MY SON!" he let out furiously as that power began to come out of his fingers"
"IS IT A BAD IDEA! IF YOU DO IT, YOU CAN HURT YOSHIO!" The assistant yelled as he tried to calm the man down.
"I MUST FIND MY SON!" Gojo yelled again.
"STOP! If you throw that thing, more than one of us will get hurt because of the closed place we are in! Now if your technique breaks the screen your power would kill too many people in its path! YOU WOULD GET INTO MORE TROUBLE!"— Ijichi yelled loudly.
The sorcerer was right
Applying that technique within that space could kill anyone and that would include Yoshio
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES! MY SON'S LIFE IS AT RISK!" Gojo shouted about to throw that
While those two were arguing, they hadn't realized that a curse was running towards where they were.
Ijichi screamed and fell flat on his ass when he saw how that disgusting thing went against him.
But Gojo managed to counterattack in time, he undid purple and with an accurate blow added to all his anger, he managed to cross that thing causing an instant death with his overwhelming power leaving a large hole in the wall
But that thing didn't come alone
An arrow of cursed energy fell to the side of Ijichi who was still on the ground
"WHAT IS THIS?!" Ijichi shouted from the fear he felt since more dates fell against them
But thanks to Gojo's infinity, they were dodged
"Stop there! Who the hell are you?" A man's voice was heard as another arrow was launched
"More sorcereres?!" Ijichi said trembling too much when he saw four men arrive.
"tsk!"— the albino clucked his tongue —"more problems"
Would those who arrived be allies or enemies?
While these two adults will meet those strangers.
Yoshio and Ichiro were being taken to the border of that screen
More specifically to the warehouses where the products are unloaded and which are closer to the street
"Hum?" Yoshio was slowly regaining consciousness, slightly opening his eyes.
His vision was still very blurry and he felt like he was upside down.
And so it was, that man who carried it, carried it on his shoulder as if it weighed nothing.
"Dad?" let out that boy sleepily while his little eyes closed again from the strong blow they had given him.
As he regained consciousness, he could only hear many noises around him.
It was all too confusing
"MOMMY!"
"SHUT UP YOU DAMN BRAT OR ME SHUT YOU UP BY FORCE!"
A man with black hair and dressed in military-style clothing shouted furiously.
A strong blow of something crashing against someone's skin and an inconsolable cry invaded that room
Yoshio jumped in fright as his eyes snapped open, but there was a black bandage covering them.
Those cries of pain and a violent shake was what made him regain consciousness
"I WANT MY MOM!"— Ichiro shouted crying —"MOM!"— he let out desperately
"SHUT UP!" the noise of another slap was heard
"Hey? What?" Yoshio blurted out in confusion.
He shook his head desperately, managing to lower the blindfold that covered his eyes a little.
And there it was, where he managed to see one of his captors
"Look who's woken up!"— the man who was in front of Yoshio blurted out —"Did you sleep well kid?"
That man with blue hair, had some marks on his face, Yoshio did not know if those were burns or scratches
But that man looked very unpleasant
Those two apparently were bounty hunters but they also had cursed energy
Yoshio tried to move, but just like Ichiro, they were both tied to chairs.
Both little ones had their legs tied, they were sitting on high chairs since their feet did not touch the ground
Their hands were tied behind their backs with ropes and they were sitting leaning against each other's backs.
And now only Ichiro had his eyes covered.
Yoshio tried to untie himself, but as he made a desperate move, that chair wobbled next to the chair behind him, making Ichiro cry harder in fear of that move.
"What the fuck!" Yoshio growled as he looked at his kidnapper.
"It's useless brat, if you move too much you'll fall from that chair and the blow will hurt being tied in that position" That man let out as he squatted in front of Yoshio
"Oh old man! But what an ugly face you have!" - let out that boy with a big smile of mockery
Yoshio didn't want to show that I was afraid
"Little bastard!" That man tightly held the black hair of the little
Yoshio winced at those jerks.
"I wonder what we'll do with you, stupid boy" said that man as he continued to pull him roughly.
But this boy was rude, he jerked his head to try to get away from that man
And when he finally succeeded, Yoshio tried to bite him when he saw that his hand went to his cheeks
"Damn dog!" That guy slapped Yoshio hard in the face
But this child was still defensive, he wanted to show that he was not afraid
"Ha!" — Yoshio spat out a bit of blood— "Old man!" I play baseball and your hit was nothing, a ball in the face hurts more— Yoshio said with a bloody smile
That guy threw another strong blow now on the nose—STUPID KID! KEEP FILLING MY PATIENCE AND I WILL KILL YOU!—
Yoshio spit on him again while a few trickles of blood came out of his nose
"You hit like an old woman!" Yoshio sticking and out his tongue at his while the man glared at him
"I WANT MY MOMMY!" Ichiro yelled as he cried his eyes out and moved desperately
Unlike Yoshio, that boy was in a strong crisis
"DO YOU WANT TO SHUT UP YOU STUPID BRAT OR DO YOU WANT ME TO CUT OUT YOUR TONGUE?" The other man yelled as he pulled out a knife
Ichiro screamed louder in fear as he felt how that guy grabbed his cheeks hard, leaving red marks from his fingers and felt the edge of an object on his lip.
Even this poor kid peed his pants from fear
Yoshio was upset by all that, he just looked with hatred at the man in front of him
With what he could reach from his shoulder, he wiped the blood from his nose with his white sweatshirt.
He had to put together a plan to get out of there and meet his father to end these two
"Hey! Don't do anything else to that brat Basha! They asked us for that crybaby intact and if they see him injured, they will deduct money from us" — that man with blue hair seemed to be the leader of those two
"But he don't shut up!" Ibuki has had enough of me!" the black-haired man answered.
"Just put tape or something on his mouth!" the blue-haired one ordered.
"poof!"— Yoshio let out with annoyance— "Ichiro better shut your mouth..." — he said, giving the boy's head a light tap with his head.
"BUT! I'M SCARED! I WANT MY MOM!" he said crying loudly
"You just listen to me... shut your mouth, everything will be fine"
Yoshio's voice sounded quite serene despite the situation, so that boy just started sobbing with his mouth closed
"Maybe we can't hurt him, but we can hurt you"— Ibuki held Yoshio's cheeks tightly— "I wonder again what we'll do with you"
That blue-eyed boy just kept silent, clenched his teeth in pain
"They only asked us to kidnap the blond boy"— Basha approached his partner and they both looked at Yoshio
"We could ask for a reward for this little puppy"— Ibuki let go of Yoshio, who again tried to bite him
"Good idea, and if he comes from a family with money, we could ask for a large sum for him" the black-haired man released with a mischievous smile.
"And if they get too heavy, we can cut off one or another finger or better yet"— Ibuki brought her face closer to Yoshio's face—"We could take out one of those striking blue eyes and send them to them so they can deposit us faster" —that man commented with a great smile
Yoshio looked at him with too much hatred, through his nostrils his annoying breathing could be heard.
Even his cursed energy began to be such that it seemed his cursed technique was awakening.
"I knew it! Basha blurted out upon seeing that aura of energy. "It seems that he is a cursed child!"
"Even better!"— Ibuki laughed loudly — "If it turns out to be a child of a recognized clan like that brat's "— He point to Ichiro — "We can ask for even more money for him" — He rub his index finger and thumb as a sign of money
That man once again grabbed Yoshio's hair with force and jerked it for a moment. "Very well brat, what's your name?"
Yoshio kept looking at him with hatred, something in him was waking up...
Ibuki punched him once more in the face—"You're not talking now, huh? Do you want me to beat the information out of you?"
"You will tremble when you hear my last name, Cursed One!" Yoshio yelled furiously.
"MY NAME IS GOJO YOSHIO! MY DAD IS GOJO SATORU, THE STRONGEST SORCERER!"
Ibuki let out a great laugh that reverberated in that cellar where they were
"LOL! IS GOJO SATORU YOUR FATHER? HAHAHA THAT CRIMINAL? HAHAHA GOOD THAT BRAT!" That man mocked
Instead, his partner swallowed a bit of saliva at such words, as he had a bad feeling
For a moment he felt some fear as he saw how that child continued and continued to form a kind of black and very heavy aura
"Don't make me laugh you stupid brat!"— Ibuki slapped Yoshio's face several times, the poor guy clenched his teeth enduring the pain
"Gojo Satoru never had children" He grabbed Yoshio by the hair again while he continued speaking
"That Imbecile wallowed with every woman or man he saw, but never knew if he had a bastard like you, in addition, to your "clan"—he said those words with contempt
"Now it's nothing more than a mockery among the surviving clans" he said with great contempt and he let go of Yoshio's hair
The boy's breathing began to sound louder from his injured nose
"Ha! "Son of Gojo Satoru" yes of course, Oh, how scary! If you say that he is your father, where is that idiot? Is he that reckless to let you wander alone in a place like this?" Ibuki sneered cheekily
"Surely your fucking mother invented that you are the son of a "great" criminal because she doesn't know who your real father is, eh damn brat"— said that man with a big smile
That last comment made Yoshio very angry, who began to move abruptly trying to get away because he wanted to hit that guy
No one insulted his mother
Ichiro screamed in fright at hearing and feeling Yoshio annoyed, so he just burst into tears
"You're a damned!"Yoshio moved his legs desperately and spit in his face again
"DAMN YOU STUPID BOY!" Ibuki held Yoshio's face tightly again and took out a small knife
"Although thinking about it..." you could see the evil in that man
"If you have eyes very similar to those of that stupid... I'll take one of them as a souvenir"— Ibuki began to bring that knife closer to Yoshio's eye
Yoshio's breathing quickened both because of the fear and because of the anger he felt against that guy who was bringing that knife closer to his little left eye.
Instead, Basha began to feel some fear, as he saw how the cursed energy of that child resembled that of Satoru.
"I hope this teaches you to respect your elders, damn son of a bitch..." Ibuki was about to stab that knife in Yoshio's eye
When suddenly a message came to a device that served within that screen
"Ibuki, it is urgent that you see this"— said Basha reading that message
That blue-haired man stopped and let go of Yoshio's face... who began to shed some tears because of the fright
"Oh! it was time! Time to go collect our reward!"— Ibuki commented looking at that artifact
"But what do we do with this child? He already knows how we are" asked Basha looking at how Yoshio looked at them with pure hatred
The power of that child was coming out thanks to that negative emotion
"Let the person who hired us decide, and if he says we can do whatever we want with him, we could gouge out his eyes and then we could sell him to someone else" Commented that guy with a big smile
"Any last words, you damn brat?" he said again, holding the hair of that blue-eyed boy.
Yoshio was really furious and cursed those two men with all his being
"Yes… I have some last words for you bastard!" he began to say with such fury and without taking his eyes off him
"I hope a curse chews your head like a delicious pastry and cracks all your bones until you make mincemeat And that all your blood covers the floor like autumn to its dead leaves!"— furious shout
Yoshio hearing Ichiro's sob, Yoshio looked at the other man who seemed and looked at him with fear
"AND YOU! I hope a lightning strike blinds you, that we are your last memory and..."— Yoshio was silenced by another fist from Ibuki
That blow to the head again left him almost unconscious and slightly opened his forehead—Stupid child!"
"YOSHI!" Ichiro yelled and kept crying out of fear, the poor guy had even urinated on his pants again.
"Come on Basha, it's time to claim our reward!" Ibuki commented heading to the exit of that warehouse
"Is it a good idea to leave them here alone?" Asked Basha looking for the last time at those children
"Nothing will happen! The puppy is unconscious and the crybaby will bring the curses if he keeps crying and wetting his pants!" Ibuki said jokingly.
"Besides, these cellars only open from the outside! I don't think two brats can open it while tied up, let's hurry up!"— Ibuki commented leaving there
"Even the nail that "holds" the screen is close to here, this is the only area where you can get out of the barrier despite the restriction" — Ibuki released closing that warehouse
All of this was heard by Ichiro, who was still sobbing while Yoshio was still unconscious.
As the footsteps of those two men walked away, Ichiro began to speak
"Yoshi…" — he sobbed and gave him a soft blow on the head — "Are you okay?" — he asked very nervous because Ichiro thought Yoshio was dead.
But it was not like that, Yoshio quickly regained consciousness
"I am!" —He said shaking his head a little. — "Like I said, I play baseball, once I was accidentally hit with a bat so I'm fine... I'm a very tough kid."
He sigh a little— I just hope Aunt Shoko is here in Tokyo... I'm going to need she to heal my forehead — he said it because she felt him blood running down his cheek
"I want my mommy..." Ichiro began to whimper once more.
"Me too..." Yoshio began to say a little sadly "That's why we have to get out of here."
"How?" Ichiro's snot didn't let him speak properly —"We're tied up and the door is closed from the outside with a kind of lever"
"There must be an…. OUCH!" Yoshio complained as he felt Ichiro's hand and his electric shocks
"Forgiveness! Forgiveness! Forgiveness! Forgiveness! Sorry!"– the blonde shouted several times moving his legs – "I still can't control this" – he cried a lot
Yoshio pursed his lips for a moment.
He was thinking of some plan, but the crying of that child and the headache began to despair him
"Ichiro stop crying! Couldn't you use your power against them?! OUCH!" Yoshio complained again about that electric shock but felt as if that movement of his wrist helped loosen the rope
"Forgiveness! I couldn't, he was asleep! When I woke up my wrists were already tied!" Ichiro said very sad with too many tears on his face
"If we don't get out of here, I won't see my mommy again!" Ichiro shouted loudly.
Yoshio sighed, the idea of not seeing his mom anymore gave him courage and gave him an idea.
He knew that Utahime did not give up with that scar on his face and he would not give up either despite bleeding from his forehead.
At that moment, he felt Ichiro's discharge again and that gave him an idea.
"I think I know how we're going to get rid of this!" — said that blue-eyed boy— "But"— he sighed— "it's going to hurt..." —
"Huh?" Ichiro sounded worried.
"Trust me! I'm an Iori after all" Yoshio said with a big smile.
While those two children were trying to escape from there... Gojo and Ijichi were settling matters with the wizards who had come with them.
"Gojo Satoru? What is a "sorcerer" like you doing in a place like this?" Asked that man with blond hair
This man was wearing a somewhat traditional dress and in his hands he had an arrow ready to be launched.
Along with him were three other men who were dressed in uniforms that resembled the one from the Jujutsu academy, but with traditional touches.
"Wow, I'm glad there are still sorcerer who still know my name" he said with Gojo with a smile.
"Answer our question!" That blonde adult said again.
"Seriously, I'd like to have a little chat over cookies and stuff but there's no time, we're in a bit of a hurry!" Gojo commented sarcastically
"We're in a hurry too" commented another black-haired man who was carrying a Shikigami in the form of a skull at his side.
"Did you kill that curse?" Asked that blond looking at the feet of the strongest sorcerer
There were the traces of that curse that they persecuted
"That's how it is! Our mission was to end a special category curse but... I see that there is more than one, right?" Ijichi commented with his hands up
"Actually, that's not a curse of a special degree... nor the one that we eliminated back there" —that blonde commented, staring at them. —"The real curse is still hidden out there, we must hurry because it's very dangerous."
"Well... it seems that we're on the same page when it comes to exterminating curses, if that's the case, each one can continue on their own without getting into more trouble, don't you think so, gentlemen?" —Gojo said, raising his hand and turning to continue trace of his son
"Wait a minute!" — said the blonde, aiming his arrow at Gojo again— "this talk isn't over yet!" There must be something "more" for the "strongest" sorcerer to be here, right?—
Gojo looked at him angrily, he was in a hurry to find his son
"Well!"— Ijichi began to intervene — "We are also looking for someone who has "escaped" from us... A child"— commented the assistent
"Ijichi!" Gojo said reluctantly.
"How curious! We are also looking for a child..."—said another subject with long brown hair who accompanied the blonde.
"And are you looking for him to eliminate him or to look for him?" The blonde pointed the arrow at Ijichi's face.
"That's none of your business!" Gojo tried to sound peaceful but his aura was too heavy
"Wait! There must be a misunderstanding! We do not want to eliminate any child... on the contrary, we are looking for a black-haired, blue-eyed child who has just been lost to us! Haven't you seen him around there?" Ijichi asked shaking his hands.
"We haven't seen a child with those characteristics! If the special grade curse that is around here hasn't devoured him yet, it means that he must be hiding out there..." — replied that blond
"And how is the child you are looking for?" questioned Gojo very curious. "Isn't he the same one we are looking for? Oh yeah?"
The sorcerers that came with that blonde looked at each other
One with green hair spoke—"We are looking for a blond boy with violet eyes…"
"Are you looking for that child to kill him or to save him?" Gojo questioned without letting his guard down.
"That's none of your business, Satoru Gojo" the blond blurted out with a sneer.
"Of course it is! Why is the child I'm looking for my... "— Gojo was interrupted by the voice of a woman
"Oh! How much testosterone is here" —everyone looked at the woman who had entered the screen — "can I ask what the hell is going on here?"
The blond clicked his tongue and made a face of contempt for that woman who had arrived
"tsk! The devil has arrived..."— let go that man with the arrow raised ready to attack
"But I haven't done anything wrong... Not that I remember" Reiko had arrived at the scene
Why is Reiko there? What are these men looking for? Will Yoshio and Ichiro be okay?
soon they will know
To be continue...
Notes:
I hope you liked this first part, I decided that I would better divide this situation.
Because if not, this chapter would have been very, very long and I prefer to leave you with the intrigue.
I apologize for the violence, rosy things will soon come, romance and the war of dads.
Above all, the war of dads and for the heart of Utahime, all in due time because there will be surprises
