Fumio Hari Kouineji"Souta... No...." The Doctor turned around to take a good look at Fumio's hopeless expression, chuckling before laughing madly.
"NO!!!" Fumio swung his sword up again, ready to cleave the Doctor's head when... he pierced the glass.
Fumio continued to force the sword into the glass as the Doctor looked at the blade that was a mere inch away from his neck. He then looked at Fumio before laughing once more. "YOU'RE AS STUPID AS YOU LOOK!" Dr. Heigai brought a fist up before punching Fumio square in the stomach, sending him flying into the back wall not too far from the tube. Fumio had also let go of the sword... Dr. Heigai looked at Fumio with an expression that displayed crazed joy. "Looks like I have another contender for my
experiments." The Doctor slowly began making his way to Fumio as the latter slid his back up the wall, holding his stomach while... smirking? "Oh? Does that idea amuse you?... Well, Kazuhiko, let's see if you'll smirk once I've sewed your lips together!"
"AHAHAH! Really? I'd like to see you try! YOU'RE A WEAKLING COMPARED TO ME!" Fumio watched the Doctor close in, his eyes flicking to something else before returning to the Doctor with a wide grin.
"Heh, a weakling am I? Your empty words mean nothing to me.
I'm going to have fun experimenting on y-... hu... ulgh..." ... Half of a blade stuck out of the Doctor's stomach, causing him to look down. "H.. H-huh?"
"What was that Doc? You're going to experiment on me?" Dr. Heigai ridgedly looked up at Fumio's smirking face, shocked.
"I didn't think so." Fumio's expression had changed from a twisted smirk to a rageful scowl within a split-second. There was nothing but silence for a few seconds before the Doctor began laughing, his voice shaking. "Y-you..
fool! W-when I-I'm dead, who's going to f-free Souta! HAHA! W-who's going t-to reverse what I've d-done to the g-girl?! HUH?!" A level, monotone voice sounded from behind him.
"You've altered Konome's mind and soul... You've said it yourself, those changes are irreversible..." "Souta?! H-Ho-"
Souta Fushimaru Hari - What happened"UNNNGH!" Large, thick crystal spikes suddenly pierced the body's of the mannequin figures, the swarm that swallowed him whole had shattered into millions upon millions of pieces that scattered onto the floor. The thick spikes then retracted, but not all the way...
On his knees, hunched over while clutching his hair and sporting many cuts all over his body was Souta. His eyes had turned a crystal-silver colour, much like Fumio's eyes... Many thick crystal spikes protruded out of his back, his arms and legs. On both sides of his face, in a line were four thinner but still thick crystal spikes, one on both sides of his forehead, one on his temples, one on both sides of his cheeks and one on both corners of his jaw. The skin around the crystals was bloodly as the crystals tore though it...
Souta's hands were clutched harshly on his head, as if trying to pull the top of his head off...
In the tube, Souta pulled the top of his head, his eyes still closed. With a few harsh tugs, Souta ripped the helmet off of his head, along with tearing the strap that held it in place. Releasing in a quiet gasp, Souta's eyes shot open as he began panicking, frantically searching the room with his eyes. Instantly he noticed the blade held in the glass... It was his blade, Himawari.
'What is Himawari doing here? Huh?... KAZUHIKO?!' Souta's eyes widened within a second as he watched Fumio's back hit the wall, and the guy who killed Konome walking towards him... This made Souta promptly put his game-face on, becoming deadly serious. He tried to step forward but then noticed the metal noose around his neck. Wrapping both hands around it, he raised his energy to pry the metal clasp open. He realised that the other two didn't seem to notice... Maybe the tank covered some of his energy?... Anyhow, this wasn't the time to wonder about that...
Once free, Souta had shunpo'ed out of the tank and grabbed Himawari, pulling the blade as quietly as possible out of the glass before walking up to Dr. Heigai and piercing through his back...
~ Where we are now ~Fumio, now to his feet, started to snicker before returning to a deadly serious expression.
"You underestimated him. And that sword... wasn't mine" Fumio's sentence ended with a sultry tinge, meanwhile Souta's face was like stone, dead straight with no hint of emotion anywhere. "I-Impossible..." Fumio began to smirk, rather deviously at the Doctor.
"Do it Souta... For Konome" Dr. Heigai's eyes began widening as Fumio continued to smirk at him. The Doctor then regained his composure, fixing his glasses. "It's a sh-shame... Y-you would o-of been a wonderful specimen to work o-on... Just l-like your s-sister w-was" The image of the life draining from Konome's body was plastered at the front of Souta's mind, that plus what Dr. Heigai was saying caused him to grit his teeth as hatred flashed in his eyes.
"Blossom... Himawari!" Souta's Shikai had been released, the spikes of the hammer grew larger with crystal extensions... The Doctor had been completely obliterated... Two crystal spikes shot down through both of his inner legs and out the other sides, another two shot out of both of his sides, into his arms and then out the other sides and one directly up though his neck and out the top of his skull. Fumio shunpo'ed before blood could spatter on him as a crystal spike was heading for his torso due to how close he was to the scene. Instead, Heigai's blood painted the white walls, the floors as well as splattered onto Souta... Needless to say, Heigai was definitely dead, the hammer itself burst Heigai's torso, leaving behind only blood, guts, Heigai's head, arms, legs, torn clothes and his cracked glasses...
"Now that the bastard's dead... Are you Okay Souta?" The spikes retracted back into the hammer before Souta sealed his sword and pointed the blade downwards.
"I watched him... choke Konome to death...." Souta's eyes glossed over with liquid but nothing fell. Fumio's eyes softened as he placed a hand on Souta's shoulder.
"Souta... That wasn't real... It was all in your head... He hooked you up to a machine that sucks you into a thought world that he controls... When I was looking for you, I found his office and tried to find something that would tell me where you were exactly... I found a few things... This is one of them" From the inside of his Shohakusho, Fumio pulled out a diary stuffed with papers. Souta looked at the leather-binded book before taking it...
"... I know it was fake... since I was the one that killed her.... But to see her again, and then watch her die again.... It's too much...." Souta looked down at the book, trying not to think of what he had witnessed whereas Fumio just kept quiet. No matter how fake it was, it felt too real for him...
"Dr.Heigai's research diary..." He stared at the book, just about to open it when Fumio placed his hand on his to stop him.
"Let's get out of here first, come on" Fumio gave him a small, comforting smile before turning to leave through the door. Souta nodded, holding onto the book before following after him, his face staying straight.
After they had found Souta's clothes and he had put them on, the two of them decided to began searching the building to see if there was anything else worth bring back with them before they left... Maybe something of Souta's sister's....
Through searching the place, Souta had opened up what was Konome's cell. He had no clue it was her cell however since it had been cleared.
"Souta! Come over here!" Fumio yelled. Souta abruptly stopped searching the cell and walked out to find Fumio.
The guy was in a room, one that looked like a clear storage room... There was one thing in the corner that was presumably forgotten... It was a sheathed sword leaning against a corner of the room.
"Doesn't that sword... look familiar?" Fumio asked, turning to Souta before noticing the guy's shocked expression. Fumio raised an eyebrow at this.
"Souta?" The latter walked forward and placed a hand on the sheathed sword before picking it up.
"It's.... Seitoma.... Konome's Zanpakuto..." Souta's grip on the sword tightened before he strapped it to his back, next to his own Zanpakuto.
"Let's leave Kazuhiko... I've had enough of being here...." "Okay Souta" As the two left, they had noticed black mannequin shards all over the floor....
~
It took them both a rather long time but eventually they had made it back to the Seireitei, heading directly for Fumio's room at the Squad 8 barracks. The trip back was silent since Souta had alot of stuff on his mind... Fumio was concerned, but he was glad Souta was back... That was his main object so he didn't mind the silence.