Affiliation: Las Noches | Rank: #79 of Aizen's Arrancar Army | Zanpakuto Name: Luzhalcon
- Created By Ujikiyo Ogasawara
The Search
I looked into the tree lines, hoping to find something to train on, thinking that Lord Aizen will be away for awhile. “Such a worthless training grounds, last time I checked, this place was suppose to be damn well filled with Hollows...Burn Baby Burn
I headed straight to my bed, exhausted from the training I have put myself through. I collapsed on my bed, wanting to relax. The second my body hit the pillows below me they fall apart, suddenly I felt the frame give and I was on the floor. I went to push myself up finding my hands sink into a gray oozing mass that smelt of rotten eggs. Pulling one hand out of it I lift to my knees. I tried to get up, but to my surprise, instead of rising, I sank into more of the ooze and it had soon covered my bed. At that second it felt as if someone had thrown a match to my inner most body. I jumped back from the bed and looked my body over turning in circles. I rubbed at my arms, legs, hands, face and chest. I rubbed harder and faster all over my body, but nothing was reliving this hellish burning I was feeling deep in my bones.
I fell to my knees and yelled, "God... Damnit.... This hurts," I spat.
I got up, trying to ignore the pain, looking around the room for something to do. Finding something I letting a few hours pass, but still the burning I felt had not subsided. Angered, annoyed and still tired as hell. I looked over to my once bed and gritted my teeth.
“If this was a joke someone needs to get a life. Because it sucked ass,” I growled. "Ok, let’s get me a new bed. If this was not a joke. There is something definitely wrong with this one," I sighed, ignoring the fact that I felt like I was being burnt from the inside out.
Szayel's Experiment
I sat up from my bed as the door opened with a creak.
"What do you want, pink haired freak," I said as I turned my head in disgust.
"I’m here because I get to experiment on you," Szayel spoke with a sly smile.
I stood up and looked him in the face, "I am not going anywhere with you," I spat in his face.
He then frowned and grabbed my mask, "Tisk tisk. You should have come without me having to use force," He smirked.
He looked me in the one eye that wasn't covered by his hand. In a swift movement, he kicked me in my gut and twisted his wrist, snapping my mask, leaving only the eye piece left.
I was lying on the floor holding my stomach and face.
"Fi.... Fine... I sh... shall g... go," I tried to hold back from screaming.
Szayel’s fractions grabbed my wrists hauling me up from the floor. I burst with a scream not able to hold it in any longer. The pain was more then I could bare and standing to my feet was not happening. The fraction grabbed me up again practically dragging me along when Szayel commanded them, "Follow."
My first mental note, “Making sure to follow his rules.”
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