[DISCONTINUED] Strive | Bleach

Chapter Two: Unfair Warning.

Chapter Two: Unfair Warning.

A bit of a short-ish chapter. Sorry about that!

????'s POV~

Three days passed by since I was unexpectedly freed from my cell. A few hours after I had my first shower in over a hundred years, my legs had regained their feeling. I was too happy to be standing still. Shūhei said that my strength hasn’t fully returned yet, so I’d have to take it easy. I had spent those three days with Shūhei, walking around this huge city. He never told me what it was called, though. He said that knowing the name would affect my treatment.

“So… you can’t tell me anything about myself?” I asked hopefully on the third day. As we turned down another street, he looked down at me from up in his clouds.

“I can’t. Not yet. The things I know about you are different than the things the captains know. I can’t trigger anymore of your memories, otherwise the treatment won’t work properly.”

“But I thought that they wanted me to get my memories back? This is so confusing.” I held my head in my hands and sighed.

“Yeah, I know. But soon, you’ll get them all back and things will be back to the way they were before.”

“The way they were before?" I repeated. "What do you mean?”

“I thought I already told you that I’m not telling you?”

This was seriously getting under my skin. I need to know more about myself and I don’t want to wait around for those captains to make a decision. I looked forward into the sky. A tall white tower stood apart from all the other stone buildings.

“Can you at least tell me what that place is called?” I asked, pointing toward it. He scratched the back of his head, making a weird noise as he did.

“I guess I can. You’ve never been there, so I think it’s alright. That tower is the Repentance Cell – What? Hey! Are you alright? Hey?!”

Turn Back the Pendulum: The Repentance Cell.

I can barely breathe… What’s happening to me…? I don’t understand… It hurts… I’m so cold… The pounding in my heart is giving me this massive headache. I feel like I’m going to throw up or something. And now, it feels like something heavy is sitting on my back, pinning me against the ground.

“Hold her down!” I struggled against the bonds that held me. They chaffed my wrists, rubbing against them like metal sandpaper. But... why are they doing this to me? What did I do wrong now?

“Let me go!” I cried out, feeling the tightness of the kido increase. Kido… I hated it. Like, so much. Even though I perfected it, I hated the feeling of using it. It wasn’t the same as using my _________.

“Lock her up and bring her to Squad 12; Third Seat Kurotsuchi can examine her.” Kurotsuchi?! Damn it, that guy’s a loon! Whyever the hell a man  I can’t go to him; he’ll dissect me like a frog, inject me with a bunch of foreign medicine, and most likely make me explode from the inside out. With him, there’s no such thing as ‘examine.’ I can’t go to him.

“Please, let me go!” They pulled me up from the dirt, holding my arms behind my back. They began dragging me away from the others—but where did the others go? I looked over my shoulder. Their bodies were gone, leaving only their imprints in the ground. I turned my head back, slumping forward. The two men that held me kept a firm grip on my arms as they pulled me toward a clearing. I gasped, realizing that inside the clearing, three other men were waiting beside a large carriage crate. As we got closer, the moonlight shone on their faces, and I recognized them immediately. I couldn’t believe it. It was the quiet, blind guy, Kaname Tousen. The boy who stood beside him, the one with the silver hair and squinted, unblinking eyes, was Gin Ichimaru. And the last man, the one I despise the most out of every single person I know: Sosuke Aizen. He was the Lieutenant of Squad 5, while I was the third seat of the very same squad. Even though I worked with him just fine and all, I still hated everything about him: the way he’d sneak around at late hours; the way he’d lock himself in his office all secretive-like.