the Competition II FC Urahara Kisuke
------------------------------ - You do not understand! - Shouted in despair. - This is bigger than you can imagine! Much more!
- Calm down, Captain - he called the elder who presided over the meeting. - Sure there is a solution.
- Tranquility? Solution? - Roared. - These words have no meaning now. I do not understand, right? It's a catastrophe!
- Despair will not at all - insisted the General. - You calm down and think about it. The rest collect all the information you can. We will meet again in two days at the same ...
- in two days might be over the world - immediately whispered before leaving the room.
Arise, go forth from your land
Author: Jeremiah
way to his lab, the Captain of the Twelfth Division, Urahara Kisuke, he could not stop thinking about what had happened in recent times. The children's claims of science the Sereitei, the rush to finish a war eternal, the inordinate desire for power, the coldness of the investigation by the investigation, the craving to be the first to arrive to discover the long awaited ultimate weapon ... everything that had led ultimately to Sereitei, and himself, as the Squadron Chief of Research and Development, to develop this cursed artifact that remained guarded day and night in the depths of the cellars of the barracks.
- Wait for me, dammit! - Cursed by a voice behind. - Kisuke!
- I'm not superficial to talk this afternoon, Isshin - said without even turning around.
- I know - said the captain of the Sixth Division as he lit a cigarette. - Just wanted to talk to you about all this.
- So tell me then.
- is so serious or are you exaggerating?
- Do you still doubt? - Answered. - It's worse than we could ever conceive.
- but win the war once and for all ...
- At what price? How pounding her life to a number of people? By God! We are talking about hollows! "Ultimate power" ... Damn! Condemnation to death!
- You do not know - Isshin objected.
never seen his friend as well. From the time of the Academy, Kisuke and he had been together and their careers have run parallel lots. He knew that genius like his own brother and still could not help but wonder, and terrified by the catastrophic and overly serious face of the ever smiling, optimistic and hopeful captain.
- I know - Kisuke turned meditative.
- you tried! - Said his party looking through the words of his friend.
- No - tried to conceal.
- Do not lie ...
But Urahara Kisuke replied no, it did not fulfill his best friend, his mind was fixed on other issues. Realizing this, his colleague stopped harassing you with questions and left, allowing him to return to their refuge in silence, what I needed at that time.
Yes, I had tried Hougyoku, but at what price? Practical subjects were criminals sentenced to death or long life in prison "but they were more dangerous because of that? Were they not also shinigami? "People? "People like? What else gave the faults that he committed? "They were going to die also" What bullshit! What now? Now they were monsters, but it did not matter, "was for the good and peace."
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serious, thoughtful, without his usual smile, the external dependencies of the Twelfth Division Headquarters by calling the attention of his subordinates, who used to see a much better mood. But it was the oven buns. Smiling is a luxury right now could not afford. He collapsed on the couch in his office and stared at the central laboratory, where they guarded the cursed jewel, through the glass door that served as a wall. The room was plunged in darkness, lit only by a dim lights and eerie glow emanating from this rock.
was almost inconceivable that something so small, so innocuous in appearance, was the source of many headaches for his creator. How this could have such destructive power? They say the best things come in small packages ... that the worst can also be kept in tiny containers.
- You okay, boss? - Worried a voice behind him.
- Yeah ... - sighed, turning around and looking like a big fat man deposited a tray of tea with their huge paws. - Thanks, Hacchi.
There he was, always helpful and always attentive to anything that might disturb the peace, unusual man. Although the abnormality was so common among members of that division had been unusual for someone to be normal.
- has a face ...
A bad face? The issue was not the face that could take or leave. That had affected him too just always seemed unchanging, unfeeling, uncaring, and always interested in the consequences of their actions. But there was the key: "eyes." Very few people, perhaps only Yoruichi, Isshin, Tessai and the man who now stood like a huge wall in front of him knew the complex mechanisms that were put up under that blond hair that was beginning to show the fruits of such concern, as he liked to call it gray, incipiently, began to spring up in her hair.
- It's just tired - he lied for the umpteenth time that morning. - How are the test subjects?
- Controlled - said the giant. - Lieutenant Kurotsuchi is with them at this very moment.
- Well - nodded as nervous playing with the papers. - Could go to lend a hand?
- already has his daughter with him and the subjects were sedated ... - argued Hacchi trying to rid the company of man. - I do not think ...
- Hacchi, please ... - he pleaded with his eyes.
not blame his old subordinate, but did not want to argue with anyone. Everyone knew the concerns raised in Kurotsuchi Mayuri Captain. Despite his great gifts as a scientist and to be his second in command, his alleged right-hand side, Urahara Kisuke had never trusted his lieutenant. His methods, his unhealthy obsession with power, their lack of ethics ... There were many factors that overshadowed the trial of a man who, according to their intellectual and fighter, was able to happen some day to his captain, who has united a strange mixture of feelings of hatred, envy and admiration. Kisuke
fired his aide with a faint trickle of voice and continued to review the papers with his eyes, trying to trick your mind with a little work. Then his eyes fell on another of the investigation files, one of the headaches that could not disregard, important as it was the crisis in which they were.
- How are the kids? - he asked, stopping Hacchi steps, having the handle already in hand.
- Tessai is with them - said. - Do you want to call him?
- No need - he sighed. - If he is with no small to worry about.
If the acts of Lieutenant posed a constant source of concern, the Second Officer of the Division, Tsukabishi Tessai, was the opposite. It was really his right hand, his confidant and, if he were, it would be his lieutenant, but that appointment was dependent on higher authorities did not want to fight. In addition, it was said at times, so Kurotsuchi had controlled.
Time seemed to stop since. Without any obligation other than to watch the stone, the time remaining until the next meeting of the Council of Captains went very slow and tedious. Those were days of internal chaos, emotional storm of deep meditation. Intended to have everything under control, as he always did, but when I thought it all fall apart again and again to find a new nuance, a new fact ... something, anything, it was tiny ... Yes, indeed, had found its nemesis in this tiny device.
- Captain Urahara - He gave the floor to the old Captain General at the beginning of the meeting.
- Well - coughed. - Studies on the possibility of destruction of Hougyoku ...
- Destruction? - Captain Kyouraku asked.
- The Hougyoku was created to be used, Captain Urahara - General Yamamoto said.
- Its use is discouraged - was quick to sentence in a tone that had nothing to do with whom he had taken two days ago. - Since only the thought and not just their effects.
- Why?
- Simple - Answered. - We intend to wipe out monsters like them. The Hougyoku not a sword, not a firearm, or a demonic art. We talked about waking hollows of immense power within our walls. We talk about creating unstable individuals. Can we control? Until when? Will be immensely powerful warriors, more than any of us. What if we get out of hand?
Many of the words he had said they were not coming to believe him but knew that a warning of that type was the only way to convince those twelve men, colleagues, rivals, friends and enemies, that use that area apparently as innocuous black was the most stupid thing they could commit. So, put into play all his savoir faire and his skills as a speaker that so famous they had to serve one purpose: to avoid bringing into play those men-gun.
The ensuing question then Kisuke Urahara's mind was none other that if this strategy of fear cause the desired effect to his colleagues, elite warriors and scholars, experts in their field like no other.
- Captain Urahara I think is right - the newly instituted shyly murmured Captain of the Fourth Division Retsu Unohana. "Medical studies show a high degree of instability in subjects tests, so they are kept sedated.
- I guess then there is no reason to object to the proposal of Captain - Shiba Isshin intervened, trying to support his best friend
Thus, one after another, most of the captains was standing on the side of Captain Twelfth Division against the continuation of the investigation. It seemed as if his talk doom had penetrated deep into the consciousness of those present at that meeting, but could not forget that the lace to the project had made the timid words of Retsu, who despite being a "rookie" among them caused a profound respect among his equal.
- Well, in view of the position of the Council - muttered Yamamoto, seemed not totally agree with the decision - ordered the cancellation of the project called Hougyoku and classification of all documents according to their consideration as a top secret ...
The order of Captain General was silenced by the sudden sound of an alarm, which brought about the birth of a certain unease among those present. Fearing the worse, hastening his steps Kisuke walked towards the barracks.
Yoruichi quickly joined him, the leader of the executors, and Isshin, who was accompanied by his young and presumptuous lieutenant, the heir to the Kuchiki house. Three of them did not need words to communicate. A common life had gotten a look to understand perfectly. That alarm could only come from a site ...
- "Hollows in Sereitei?! - Isshin cried alarmed by what he saw. - How?
- Hollows is not any, look at them - he called Urahara. - Did not notice anything strange about those?
- Less! - Yoruichi said. - Well, we'll do the east side. Fong!
Next of that beauty of ebony, a small shadow appeared out of nowhere and then disappear again bringing with him his partner. His intuition was correct, many of those gaps were less, and not Gillians. And if there was an army of invading Adjucars Sereitei did not want to imagine who or what led.
quickened his pace and reached the northwestern part of the facilities of the Division before his friend. That area was still insured and serve as input for the reinforcements would soon arrive. However, the defense of that place was secondary, what mattered now was to check that the Hougyoku was safe.
Fortunately, no one had managed to enter the main building, which housed the main laboratory, which guarded the device. Hacchi defended him showing why he was considered one of the leading experts Bakudou who had left the Shinigami Academy.
was an epic battle, the largest ever recorded inside the Sereitei before the arrival of these outsiders who made the entire history of Soul Society give a radical. Such was the violence and savagery of combat, the blood, as both shinigami hollows, red stained the snowy streets of the citadel almost entirely practical.
Buildings destroyed, the great hospital of the Fourth Division collapsed, hundreds of dead, thousands injured ... The outcome was devastating, but the threat was contained and rejected. The Gotei 13 had won a new battle, but this time they had beaten in the depths of his heart. How would come this far?
afraid that that was the excuse for the withdrawal of the last command of the General, but fortunately outweighed Hougyoku a new risk that had not put in his appearance before the Council: the race for the possession of the stone was to encrudecer and make more frequent clashes between both sides.
- We're yours - whispered at the end of the battle when it was resting next to Yoruichi and Isshin.
- But it's impossible ... I was with you, right?
- Also, how can you distrust him? - Asked Isshin.
- Nobody can be so damn good - he argued. - It should be up to something. I always envied
... Never had always liked the nice, polite, courteous and noble Aizen Sousuke. Had always sensed that something hatched from the shadows, but nobody paid attention. To the world, the young lieutenant Aizen, who had not yet reached a Capitán por simples vicisitudes del destino pero cuya popularidad le concedía casi los mismos privilegios que a uno, era el ideal del caballero, un paladín del bien y la justicia. Para Kisuke, era un demonio que aún mantenía su apariencia de ángel esperando el momento indicado para asestar el golpe definitivo a Dios.
– ¿Sigues investigándole?
– Sí… – murmuró en respuesta Isshin. – Pero no encuentro nada… No encuentro nada, porque no lo hay…
– Tiene que haberlo…
Nadie le creía, pero él estaba seguro. El tiempo le daría la razón, pero aunque no lo hiciera, aquella batalla was the telltale sign that someone wanted to be in the possession of Hougyoku for their own purposes and had been allied with the worst kind of all that exists: the governing Less Hueco Mundo. The name of the traitor was irrelevant, the fact is that this traitor was.
was time to end this once and for all. Trying to be as polite as possible in that situation, sent his two colleagues and went to the lab to think of a way to get rid of Hougyoku. Destroy
was impossible: the amount of energy would be released so that could end the existence of everything they had known in the blink of an eye. There to find another remedy, but what? In any case, the Hougyoku should disappear from the map ...
Yes! That was the key! She would pretend the destruction of the gem and hide! Out of sight, out of mind. The question was no longer "what to do?" But rather "how?" Hide something as small as the stone was relatively easy physically but ... spiritual level? The spiritual presence of this tiny device was a large shadow that noticeable to an experienced observer.
- need ideas - you said out loud. - Ideas ideas, ideas ...
- Pardon?
Kisuke turned in his chair to find the voice that I had questions from the doorway. Was Tessai, who came to report on progress in the treatment of those two children, victims of another of the crazy experiments that one day I decided to undertake.
- has begun the process of recovery of patients. As for the male patient ...
- Jinta ... - interrupted his captain. - These people have names.
- Sorry, sir - was corrected. - For Jinta, a satisfactory result is expected al 100%, podrá hacer una vida normal. En cuanto a la pac… a Ururu, las previsiones no son tan esperanzadoras…
– ¿Cuál es el pronóstico?
– Un 70%... quizá menos – informó el Tercer Oficial. – Con un Gigai especial y vigilancia intensiva…
– No concluyas esa frase con “podría llevar una vida norm…” – comenzó a reprocharle. – ¡Un momento!
Comenzó a revolver entre los papeles de su mesa buscando unos planos de unos nuevos diseños en los que estaba trabajando. Con una excitación casi febril, revisó cálculos y rediseñó gráficos para then stay watching intently with a mysterious smile on his lips.
- You are a genius ...
Days later, the new genius of the Twelfth Division had been completed. A unique appliance of its kind, dangerous and disturbing, like the Hougyoku. And nothing less could be expected that the tomb was intended as catastrophic to final gun.
- Captain Urahara - suddenly a voice spoke behind him.
Three pairs of arms belonging to members of the platoon to hold perpetrators are arrested, but he did not resist. Everything was in its calculations. Exile, disgrace ... all was a lesser evil. Get away from that boulder from around the world and, above all, Aizen Sousuke, who little by little had been considering his nemesis.
Everything was ready in the little cottage of Rukongai where, one day, centuries ago, had decided to become a shinigami. That was his little sanctuary and would be the last place they would step in Soul Society, so he had decided.
- Are you sure about this, Tessai?
- I can not leave these children in charge of Ten ... Captain Kurotsuchi, Lord.
- I do not call me that - he smiled.
- "" Boss "will be all right? - A new voice broke.
- Hacchi?
- I will not let the killing - said, pointing to the group that accompanied him. - We're with you. Only one thing ...
- What?
- I want to be one of them - dark sentenced but smiling. - If I do not want to look after and protect them being "different." Use this to me.
- Are you sure?
That was the last time you turned on the Hougyoku Urahara Kisuke. A faint glow dark, paradoxically, wrapped the big guy completely, but nothing seemed to change. Soon understand that it was too early to discover the full effects of this artifact.
peculiar watched entourage and went a little smile. At least, wherever they'd just would not be alone. There were also, without notice, Yoruichi and Isshin, his two best friends, those for which one would die and knew he would give his own if necessary. But at that time did not know how far reaching this statement.
- Have you come to say goodbye?
- I ordered the stabilization of the walls of Dangai - Isshin Shiba said. - Will my last order as Captain of the Sixth Division.
- Your ultimate what? - Kisuke replied surprised.
- Like it or not - and broke in at that time the Ex-Backers Squadron leader - we're with you. And there is no discussion possible.
- Pe ... But ...
- I told you Yoruichi: no buts worth - insisted the Shiba. - We're with you and not go back.
- And Masaki? Not on a mission? Do you think leave just like that? And your family?
- of - stopped him. - Masaki know what to do and Kuukaku be able to get the clan later - he said, displaying his usual smile of safety. - I raised her, did you doubt?
- There is nothing you can object, Kisuke - threatening her friend smiled.
- If you are so crazy to follow me, come on - snorted. - But if you mareáis with curves and bumps, do not forget, on this trip no bag for vomiting. First fic of II
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