Chapter 8: Chapter-7
Now I stood near large pentagonal columns that pressed a man to the ground. He didn't have any serious wounds, bruises and that's all. What could not be said about me, my clothes were only kept on me with a kind word, my whole body was covered in small scratches left by his needles, which I did not have time to break with my blade.
He was a difficult opponent for me, I was faster than him, I had more reireku, and yet he forced me to go on the defensive, reflecting his ice needles. In the end I managed to catch him when he was preparing another attack, but I was not happy.
I didn't want to kill him and my condition is a consequence of my decision to take him alive. Thinking about this, I didn't like the very thought of leaving my enemy alive; in the past world I killed all my enemies. But, there is always this very thing but, before I was alone, I had no close friends or family, everyone was killed and after their death, I simply destroyed all the enemies who were to blame for this.
Now the situation has changed, I have a family that loves and cares about me. I couldn't frame them and give others the opportunity to harm them. The Soul Society strongly condemned attacks on members of noble families, whether the attacker was an aristocrat or a strong Shinigami. Council 46 closely monitors such cases and responds immediately. If two noble families are involved, both sides often suffer from this, because in such proceedings a detachment of secret operations does not stand on ceremony in search of the perpetrators.
Even though my family has considerable strength, even with all the influence we can suffer losses. They may not be big, but that's only if members of noble families don't intervene. Looking at this aristocrat, I tried to remember whose coat of arms it was, but nothing ever came to mind. This reassured me a little that behind all the attacks were families who had previously attacked the Ito clan.
As long as I am not strong enough, I would not like to deal with any of the influential clans, especially noble families.
While I was waiting for Yasuko, I decided to talk to him. It was necessary to at least find out his name. Squatting near his head, I examined him again. Still, I wondered what family he was from, his clothes were too expensive, the symbols of the clan on his back and shoulders, gold hairpins in his hair. This is how members of noble families dress in the first 3 districts of Rukongai, but not 15m. Even the head of the Ito family was dressed more modestly, at a reception with Shihoin. This says a lot; not many noble families could afford to live in the first 3 districts of the Rukongai, not to mention Seireitei.
"Well, who are you?" I asked bored.
-I? I? You'll regret it! When my brother finds out, you will be found, tracked down and killed!!! - he shouted, trying to raise his head and look into my eyes.
-Hmm, they'll track him down and kill him, you say!? - I muttered, taking his zanpakto. - What's interesting to me is that you recognize the coat of arms on my shoulder?
-Hmm, you think I should know small families like yours!? - even chained, he gave me a contemptuous look.
Yes, that's what seemed strange to me, he kept thinking that I was nobody communicating accordingly. Looking at him again, I couldn't understand whether he was a feeble-minded or just an arrogant idiot, since he thinks so about the Azashiro clan. No one could communicate with us like that; even noble families are forced to show respect and look back at our strength.
-I wonder, well, let me introduce myself since you don't want to, Akihiko Azashiro is the heir to the noble Azashiro family. - after my words, I began to look at him carefully, expecting at least some reaction, to my name.
And I was not mistaken when I heard the name of my clan, his eyes opened wide, he stopped shaking and trying to somehow escape. Yes, apparently he is just a spoiled idiot who didn't even bother to remember the coat of arms of one of the strongest clans of the Soul Society. I relaxed, apparently he just thought that I was from a small noble family, since he did not recognize my coat of arms.
"I became too careful, it doesn't look like me", I whispered under my breath, not paying attention to the hunted gaze of my prisoner.
Postponing digging until later, I decided to pass the time by examining someone else's zanpakto. His zanpakto has already returned to the usual form of katana. It looks like an unremarkable blade; if you don't know that you need to look for it, you can easily confuse it with an ordinary katana. Covering the blade with my spiritual feeling, I tried to feel at least something. After some time, I gave up this useless activity.
His feeling was no different from mine. I thought whose owner had mastered the shikai should be different in some way. Perhaps only the owner of the zanpakto can feel this.
This gave me the idea of Zaraki Kenpachi and his sword. He didn't have a standard uniform, but he chose the asauchi. This means that the blade has changed under the influence of its spiritual power, but then the question arises, if its blade has changed, it would be logical to assume that it has mastered the shikai and its zanpakto is in constant released form. But this is not so, shikai Zaraki Kenpachi was a huge cleaver, if my memory serves me correctly.
Then why did his blade, being in the form of an asauchi, change and take on an unusual shape. Is it all about his enormous spiritual power?
At this thought, I felt the approach of two shinigami I knew.
-Mr-
-Mr-
I heard it and looked away from examining someone else's zanpakto and looked in their direction. My subordinates didn't look well. Yasuko was fine, but you could see how tired she was, heavy breathing, and her legs were shaking slightly. Toshi was doing worse, he had a severe wound in his right side and a broken arm. He sat down on the ground, leaning on the wall of a dilapidated building.
"How is he?" I decided to clarify the well-being of my subordinate.
"It's better, sorry, for so long". - Yasuko said, bowing slightly, in a tired voice.
-Nothing, better come. Do you recognize him? - pointing to your prisoner.
-Yes, I'll find out. This is the younger brother of the head of the Nakamura clan, Akuma Nakamura. - hearing the answer, I smiled slightly at the edge of my lips.
My conclusions turned out to be correct and he came from a small noble family that created problems for the Yasuko family. Apparently he did not bother to remember the heraldry of noble families and paid for it. After all, if he had recognized the coat of arms of my family, perhaps the instinct of self-preservation would have awakened in it. Alas, time cannot be turned back and many problems await his family.
Now thinking what to do with it, the last thing I wanted to do was bother with it, and therefore the decision came quickly. You just need to tell your father and let him have a headache, what to do with him.
Deciding to knock him out first, I raised my leg above his head and lowered it sharply, delivering a strong blow. Dispelling the kido and raising the unconscious body, we went to Ito Manor.
Having sent Yasuko and Toshi to rest and for insurance, shackling Akuma with two bakudos, Akihiko decided and sent a message to his father.
-Bakudo №50 Toi Koe. - After waiting for the blue vertical line to appear in front of him, he began to speak. - This is Akihiko, near the Ito estate we were attacked by the younger brother of the head of the Nakamura clan with a group of shinigami. Shinigami everyone is dead, and I captured Akuma Nakamura. Of our squad, only me, Yasuko and Toshi remained.
-Father came a squad to escort, preferably with someone who knows bakudo quite well.-
Having finished dictating the message, Akihiko touched the line with his index finger and pushed forward, the line turned into a swallow and quickly flew through the window, in the direction of the addressee.
"All that remains is to wait for help". - muttering under his breath, Akihiko sat down in a meditation position, wanting to recover as quickly as possible after the fight.
***
Appearing in my inner world, I immediately went towards the dilapidated temple. I needed to talk to the zanpakto spirit.
Climbing the stairs of the temple, to the pedestal, they hugged me from behind, forcing me to stop. Turning my head to the right, I saw the beautiful face of my zanpakto spirit, which had a anticipatory smile on it.
"My dear Aki, soon, just a little more". - still hugging me from behind and placing my head on my shoulder, constantly looking into my eyes, she said.
-Just a little? You're talking about... - she put her finger to my lips, interrupting me.
"It's time for you to remember, worlds don't matter, there's only you, remember how you fought before", she whispered to me and I left the inner world.
***
Opening my eyes, I reflected on her words. Remembering my battles in the past world, I could not understand what she wanted to tell me. Worlds don't matter and what it should mean. Why she had to speak in riddles, I am not a philosopher or a thinker.
Trying to understand the words of my zanpakto, I compared my first battle here with the past. Comparing, I came to a disappointing conclusion, I did not take this fight seriously. The enemy was quite strong, but I did not take the situation itself seriously, there was just ordinary excitement, excitement, but there was not the conviction and perseverance with which I destroyed, blew up and destroyed in a past life. Previously, I did not take prisoners, killing all my enemies, but now I only saw his clothes and realized that he was an aristocrat, decided to take him alive.
It wasn't like me of the past, did I really soften up. Why did this happen, why didn't I cut off his head as soon as possible.
-I feared the consequences-
Family, I was worried about them and didn't want to hurt them.
-Huh, it's just me, right? - I whispered, with my head down, looking at the zanpakto that was lying on my knees.
I have always stuck to the rule that a good enemy is a dead enemy. My first thought was to go and finish off the prisoner, but this impulse had to be crushed. I'm not strong enough to do what I want. And why did I immediately decide that something was wrong with me.
-Yeah, self-digging is clearly not mine.-
Looking at the attack, over and over again, I came to the understanding that I had not changed, circumstances had changed. While protecting my family, I was ready to sacrifice my principles. I had no one to protect before, I was alone. Now I have a family that I love and am afraid of losing. Yes, for their sake I am ready to change.
-Damn, things got dramatically harder-
Previously, I planned, as soon as I gained enough strength, to go travel and look for someone to cross blades with. In battle, I could increase my strength faster and all my plans revolved around increasing my strength. I didn't want to do anything, just develop, become stronger and fight stronger opponents.
Now having received what I have been waiting for for so long, the battle. I sit and do something unknown.
-In my second life, in a world of magic and souls, after my first fight, I sit and do self-digging.-
-AHAHAHAHAHAHA-
Laughing, I had to admit, I changed. And I changed myself, of my own free will. And who said that people do not change.
"Damn and why did I start all this anyway". - I grumbled to the ceiling lying on the floor. - New life, haaa, so difficult.
New world, new opportunities, new battles, new family.
I will change, adapt and see what this world has to offer me. But the main thing is to ensure the safety of my family. At the moment, this was a priority for me.
-Let's see what comes of it-
***
*Graaaaaaaa*
I was distracted by a terrible scream that spread throughout the Rukongai region. Fixing the zanpakto on my belt, I ran out of the estate in the direction from which I heard this roar.
Jumping onto the wall of the estate, I saw a crowd of empty people rushing in my direction. Not understanding how they appeared in the 15th district, I decided to deal with them first.
Taking the sword out of the sheath, I rushed towards the empty ones. Shumpo, the blow and the first empty one lost its head. Continuing my harvest, I quickly moved and blew my heads away empty. Evading the impact of my claws, I cut off my empty paw and jumped over it and halved it with the wave of my sword.
Having finished with the latter, all that remained around me was a destroyed clearing, where beautiful lilies used to grow.
*Aaa*
*Graaa*
It was heard from the central part of the area. Breaking into the shumpo, I appeared with three jumps on the tallest building in the center. Everywhere you could see people running away from empty ones and several shinigami fighting back. This sight angered me and I headed into the largest crowd of empty ones.
Coming out of the shumpo over a large group of empty ones, I began to cast a spell.
-Beast's scattered bones! Peak tower, scarlet crystal, steel wheel. Race and turn the wind. Stop and turn to nothing! Let the whistle of flying spears fill the empty lock! - After waiting for a ball of yellow light to appear on my palm, I released a spell. - Hado №63 Raikoho!
The ball in my hand turned into yellow zippers with black splashes and hit the center of the empty cluster, creating a powerful explosion.
*BOOM*
Despite the work of my hands, I went for the next ones. Shumpo, blow, another head falls and so destroying the empty ones, I ran throughout the central part of the area until I felt danger. Turning 180 degrees, I saw how, at a distance of 40 meters from me, I stood with my hand extended in my direction, an unusual empty one forming gray at the ends of my claws.
Realizing what he wanted to do, I extended my palm in front of me and...
-Bakudo №21 Sekienton-
... released a spell into the ground in front of him, creating a smoke screen. Shumpo, and as soon as I left, the smoke cut a ray of gray, destroying all the houses in its path.
Adjukas, how he ended up in the 15th district, this is simply impossible. Council 46 and noble families would not allow this. There was no breakthrough in the nearest areas, but then it ended up here.
Damn, I haven't fully recovered, I need to be more careful with him. Especially with his gray, I have nothing to resist him with. There is no time to impose barriers, and the bakudo cannot cope with such a force of impact.
-Ahahah is not dead, come out shinigami and I promise I'll eat you quickly!!ahahaha. - I heard the words of the adjukas. - Come out, weak shinigami, eat you and the rest can be dealt with.
His words rang in my head. He reminded me of the bastards I fought against for 15 long years. Biologically improved people who are unable to eat regular food. Instead, feeding on other people, monsters in human form.
I hate it, I squeezed my blade tightly in my hand, and slowly began to go out towards the empty one, with a wide smile on my face. I was filled with different feelings, hatred, excitement, disappointment and anticipation. But all this faded into the background when I began to understand that in this world there is something that needs to be destroyed. Now, I want to destroy it, dispel it, destroy it and crush this freak. He reminded me of those bastards against whom I fought half my life and who destroyed my old world.
"I'll kill you, burp with a hole". - I growled, bending my knees and preparing for a jerk.
-Aki, my dear Aki. - ready to rush into the attack, I heard the soothing voice of my sword. - Be yourself, my Aki and let me help you, call me.
My words sobered me up and I calmed down. She's right, you shouldn't rush headlong at your opponent. I should not be like those who should be destroyed and fought like a berserker.
And why his words had such a strong effect on me is not in my rules to give in to emotions during a fight. Something strange happens, first Akuma's attack, then empty and unexpectedly I almost rushed without thinking about Adjukas, being wounded.
Unwittingly, I remembered Aizen Sosuke's abilities. If an empty one can control or evoke emotions, and maybe even more, this fight will be very difficult.
Straightening up and putting the sword in front of me, running my free hand along the blade of the blade, I called.
-Bring destruction to this world, Dakukuin!-
A black reatsu burst out of me, throwing the empty one away from me tens of meters.