What She Needs

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Calling together a fast gathering of captains, Yamamoto focused on Mayuri as he held a vial of glowing orange reiatsu. The vial was vibrating as if part of a larger amount that was currently fueling energy.

“I have elected that four captains will follow this trail to retrieve this man and hopefully our missing shinigami, Kyoraku-taicho, Hitsugaya-taicho, Unohana-taicho and Kuchiki-taicho. I don’t believe all of you will be necessary to subdue this man but none the less I want our lieutenants and squad members returned in one piece. Follow this trail, retrieve the missing women and subdue the kidnapper if he causes to much of a disturbance he may be returned dead.” Yamamoto commanded as Kurotsuchi passed the vial to Unohana-taicho before it was then passed to the remaining three captains.

Immediately absorbing the distinct signature of the reiatsu, they leapt from the room sensing the atmosphere and locking immediately onto its counterpart which seemed to resonate from within Execution Hill beneath where once stood the Sogyoku and its destructive blade.

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Kyoka…It is time.

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Four captains dashed at breakneck speeds, realizing that the closer they got the thinner the barrier. Reaching the edge of Sogyoku, the barrier suddenly dissipated and four familiar reiatsus, all jagged, broken and shuddering were barely discernable within a sicker, darker vortex of rotten orange energy.

Toshiro was the first to land at a small crevice in the rock face just above an adequately sized ledge. He could feel Matsumoto’s wavering reiatsu even as he felt the weak intensity washing off her in waves. Reaching a fist back….

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He smiled, insanity contorting his strange face as he stared down at Nanao’s raw mound, moving his hips slowly, ever so slowly building up the suspense as he barely brushed the soaked bloody lips before the entrance of her body.

He was so focused on this moment, this space in time that he was completely stunned when the whole wall behind him blew open. Dust erupted into the cavern as four pissed off Captains stepped in.

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Blasting open the wall, the four captains were immediately assaulted by the forlorn, needy screams from a piles of blankets. The moans were dry and hoarse and Byakuya was the first to lunge, kicking the man from between Nanao’s weakly twisting legs into a far wall as he turned to try and make sense of what his eyes were trying to see, to understand.

Nanao Ise, Isane Kotetsu, Rangiku Matsumoto and his own Rukia Kuchiki were writhing and undulating in a sea of blood. Blood was everywhere as they stared unseeingly, their faces whipping from side to side as loud needy cries ripped from their ragged throats, their hands convulsing against the red blankets they lay upon, their bodies in pieces. He could see their organs as they weakly arched and bucked, blood and internal liquid oozing out from the multitude of huge gashes that ran along their bodies in every which way.

Kyoraku took one glance at the hoarsely screaming women and moved to the man who lay deep within a hole in the cavern wall as an inhuman cackling reverberated from within it.

“HaHhahahhHAH YoU ThINk You CaN StOp Me? yOu tHiNk yOU cAn TaKe tHeSE WoMen AwaY FrOm mE?” He stepped out, blood caked over his naked flesh, his member engorged and slathered with dried flaky blood.

“LOok At hOw tHeY nEEd mE…” he laughed in high pitched giggles “yOu CAn’t SaTiSFy tHEm, oNlY I cAn…OnLy I cAN gIvE tHeM WhAT tHEy WAnT….”

He was a tall, angular almost unproportional man with wiry brown hair. His skin was sunken in molding against his skeleton and his pupils were too big for his eyes, rusted chains hung from the shackles at his wrists and dragged behind his ankles. But it was his alarming similarity to the leading traitor that shocked the gathered captains. This creature seemed to be an emaciated version of Aizen Sousuke. His eyes were contorted with madness as he cackled with inhuman insanity.

His strange lilting voice seemed to level out oddly as he shuddered with laughter. “If you kill me who will cure their need? HAHAHEEEAHAHAHHEHEHEHH NONE OF YOU CAN GIVE THEM THE GRAND FINALE!” He roared with cackles as he stood staring passed them, his cock jerking as he watched the women continue to writhe. “Even if you FUCK them you can’t give them what I can. I touched them in places you’ve never even seen….Hahaheheheheheah….I’ve covered them and filled their mouths with my cum…HAHHAHAHAHAH…listen to them call for me….you interrupted my fifth fuck with that big brunette, now she’ll feel all sad” he mocked with a fake pout “All the other girls got another fuck but I didn’t, I-----” he frowned and pitched his voice high and feminine before Shunsui slammed a fist into his face as the Aizen look-a-like flew straight back into the wall again deepening the crater. Behind him Toshiro’s eyes burned with an hatred so intense Hyorinmaru vibrated in his hand, icy crystals gathering in the air uncalled for.

Retsu quickly pulled Minazuki from her sheath as she moved towards the women who continuously twisted in desperation on the blood soaked blankets.

Toshiro moved next ducking into the crater and grabbing the man before slamming him back into the wall with a hand at his throat.

“Release them from your twisted reiatsu or I will cut them free.” He hissed with a deadly rage as the air began to freeze.

“And when you kill me….can you F.U.C.K them enough to wake them up? Will you fuck ‘em? I liked that blond one, her tits are wonderful around my cock!” he started to howl with laughter until Hitsugaya chocked it off “RELEASE THEM” hatred oozing through his voice as the point of his sword stood level with the hand around his neck.

“If I die…no one can satisfy them…” he spoke weezily “I control their entire nervous system…I have been fucking them continuous all day long, even if I die you can’t save THEM from me.” He tried to laugh passed the hand that tightened on his throat.

“I will kill you…for what you have done, release them and I’ll consider a quick death, fail and I will unleash Hyorinmaru” he hissed his hand tightening on the sword with nothing less then a complete desire to kill this creature.

“Kyoka won’t let them go even if I die” he grinned triumphantly eyeing the three men around him with a sadistic, deranged smile. Stepping up next to Toshiro, Kyoraku and Byakuya flanked him, their own swords released and level with his face.

“I don’t care for your words, release them and die or die and then release them, your reiatsu can’t function without your disgusting life.” Byakuya spoke emotionless except for the lilt of anger barely discernable in his voice.

But the copycat just dissolved in peals of insane chuckles “There’s the beauty, Kyoka my love, will survive my death and without me she’ll never release them” He laughed “those sexy women will writhe like that forever until Kyoka overwhelms their minds, without me, she will blow open their nerves, I guess you can say they’ll die without my cock to fuck them, it’ll drives them insane, you lose either way.

Kill Me! And watch your pretty lieutenants lose their minds! Even after my death they will crave my body…my cock fuck---” Hitsugaya strangled off his words with a tense contraction of his hand, his eyes glowing with building reiatsu as he fought for control of his murderous rage.

“I’ll take my chances” he spoke venomously tightening his hand slowly with satisfaction as the man’s words died in his throat.

“You can……can…t…..s..a.vvve them without me…” he rasped as he choked, his black eyes widening to reveal the whites as he tried to breathe.

“Scatter Senbonzakura” Byakuya spoke murderously, his beautiful sword disappearing, hundreds of knives impaling the man, simultaneously both of Kyoraku’s blades and Toshiro’s Hyorinmaru stabbed into the man‘s throat. The four swords overwhelming his neck and ripping it apart in a gross understatement of the word overkill.

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Retsu Unohana had a net of healing reiatsu over the women as she located and classified the most intense wounds before focusing on the serious issue of the erratic and overwhelming currents within their nervous systems. No one person should be able to withstand such a rush of energy the sword had poured into them.

“DESTROY HIS SWORD!” she yelled with panic as she felt the sudden loss of control the man’s death caused as the sword’s power spiked out radically, threatening to blow the nerve endings apart.

Immediately slashing at the fallen sword, Kyoraku destroyed it completely as the surge of power thinned and eventually disappeared. Turning swiftly the three captains returned to Unohana watching as fury reared up within them once again.

Shunsui Kyoraku felt an inhuman desire to revive that man just to kill him again and again for what he did to Nanao. Her body lay ripped apart in slashes with blood and drying semen visible over her cut up belly as she still tried to arch one last time, the rush of controlling energy fizzling out, allowing her to descend into true unconsciousness.

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Hitsugaya took one look at his lieutenant and had to turn away, rage making his vision almost white out. Matsumoto lay with huge gaping wounds of raw meat, her lungs and her spine visible between the rent pieces of flesh as she gazed unseeingly around, her raspy voice low as it tapered off, with the drop in reiatsu.

But of all of them, Byakuya seemed to show the least and most intense emotion. His eyes burned with a complete and utter hatred for the man that lay dead against the wall, his eyes took in his little sister’s destroyed body. Her flushed face turned towards him with one last desperate look before she dropped back to the floor, her dark eyes that were so expressive looked at him with flat, emotionless, dead eyes.

Unohana poured her reiatsu into the healing net that surrounded the four women. With out the bastard’s control over Kyoka’s power, they were fast bleeding to death, how he had maintained them alive passed these wounds was a matter for another time.

“Taichos! Please bandage them up as best you can” Retsu spoke breathlessly as green healing energy flowed out her hands pulsing steadily as sweat beaded along her temples.

“Hitsugaya-taicho please summon all my seated officers” Unohana asked him, her eyes focused completely on the four women as she called Minazuki, the huge manta-ray emerged from the sheath as Retsu spoke.

“Bankai.”

Across from her, Byakuya and Shunsui immediately shed their captain coats. Ripping it into long strips both men knelt down heedless of the pools of drying blood beneath their knees. Behind them, Toshiro disappeared running 200 shunpo steps, the fastest he had ever run before.

Kyoraku gently lifted Nanao’s limp body as he moved the strips of his haori under her tying it tightly around her butchered waist, delicately holding her top half to her bottom half as her body was only connected by her spine. He continued steadily until her whole upper body was covered in the remains of his coat. The white strips quickly turning red soaking up her blood. Hurriedly shrugging out of his kosode, he proceeded to rip it up as well.

Across from him, Byakuya delicately lifted Rukia and braced her against his chest as he quickly wound strips of his uniform around the tiny woman. Knotting them off efficiently, he couldn’t control the slight tremor in his hands as saw the exposed bones of her hips and thighs between the cut muscles. He wished for nothing more then to have that bastard live again so he could return the favor, images of his body lying in a bloody pulp filled his mind, he longed to make that Aizen copycat look worse than Rukia.

Minazuki dematerialized into a faint mist and settled over the women, huge amounts of healing energy was compressed into the sparkling vapors that hung over the women, settling deep into their gaping wounds. Unohana focused trying to stem their continuous bleeding as she heard the quickly moving feet of her seated officers. Dropping into the blown open room behind the tense body of the 10th Division captain, there was a collective, horrified gasp as they observed the carnage choking on the reek of blood infesting the air. Gloves were hurriedly put on as they moved, hearing their captain’s commands.

Directing her weaker officers to bandage the four women again and stop their bleed, before assigning the higher seats in groups of three to each woman. She then called the third and fourth seats to her. Both of them placed their hands on her upper back and shoulders funneling their reiatsu into her as she maintained Bankai, forcing healing reiatsu into the women, Retsu fought to knit up the deep rents in their crucial organs even as they kept unraveling around her.

Sweat dripped down her back as she concentrated, her eyes seemed to turn inward as she saw within their bodies, carefully navigating bones and tissue, muscles and veins determined to save them. The abuse of their bodies was so intense that any wrong move would end their lives in a second.

The captains stepped back as the healers combined their reiatsu with their captain’s trying to heal the terrible, destructive damage done to the women’s bodies. The sun rose high into the sky and sloped down into the afternoon as the healers labored to bring the lieutenants and Rukia back from the brink of death but the damage was such that slowly but surely they were dying despite everything that was being done.

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Kyoraku watched, his dark eyes intense with concern and worry, thoughts of Nanao’s death completely unacceptable. Glancing at Retsu, the woman’s face was carved with determination as sweat dripped down from her temples, her dark eyes lowered as her reiatsu never faltered, behind her, her third and fourth seated officers’ faces were withdrawn and tight as they shoved their energies into their captain.

The fourth seat trembled, his hands shaking as Unohana spoke breathlessly “Kyoraku-taic…taicho please summon Kiyone-s…san” she spoke clearly even as her voice clutched gently. Around her the day deepened into late evening.

Shunsui left immediately racing for the 13th Division, leaving his heart behind as he fought to not think, not see Nanao’s ripped up body in his mind. Landing at the office door, he asked quickly for Kiyone as Ukitake looked up alarmed.

“Kyo-what?”

“We found them Shiro…” he spoke emotionlessly as his eyes swirled with a myriad of emotions. “Retsu needs back up” Kiyone ran into the room as the end of Kyoraku’s comment made her eyes widen in fear. Motioning to her, Isane’s younger sister sprinted to keep up with the long, fast shunpo steps of the 8th Division captain.

Ukitake started alarmed as he stood up following the running pair intending to help anyway he could. For Retsu to need help painted a horrifying image in his head. Shunsui leapt around Execution Hill to the destroyed opening in the rock face.

Hurrying in, Ukitake’s eyes widened as he took in the scene. Retsu’s entire body knelt rigidly as the back of her captain’s coat was soaked through with sweat. Third Seat, Iemura Yasochika stood tall behind his captain, sweat making his glasses slide down his nose as the fourth seat finally faltered and collapsed from reiatsu drain. Moving quickly, Kiyone pushed the 4th Division’s fourth seat over as she took up his place, her reiatsu easily adaptable. Placing her hands against Unohana’s back she trickled her energy into the captain as Ukitake stepped up beside her, his own reiatsu versatile as well. He caught the falling glasses off Iemura’s face with one hand as he added his reiatsu with his other.

The night darkened as Toshiro finally took his leave, unable to stand the sight of Matsumoto lying there emotionless, her usually healthy face pale and withdrawn as her breaths came short and shallow, her body completely bandaged as she remained unconscious lost within where ever that bastard had taken her.

Moving swiftly, he arrived at 1st Division to face Yamamoto-sotaicho. Meeting with the Commander General the 10th Division captain tried to speak but his reiatsu spiked fiercely, murderous energy flaring as he remembered everything in detail, the sights of his lieutenant’s dying body, the sounds of her desperate shrieks. Composing himself he focused on the floor, wrestling with the rage that tried to consume him. Chojiro moved his hand to his sword as Yamamoto lifted his arm to stall his lieutenant.

Waiting he studied the furious captain as he fought with his own body against the rage that wanted out. After clamping down his ire, he spoke emotionless looking the Captain Commander straight in the eye, he reported the mission with the essential details, reliving it. He spoke everything in an unfluctuating tone, his entire body as stiff as the sword on his back.

Yamamoto could read the man’s fury even as he felt his own spike as well. The magnitude of the monstrosities making Ryujin Jakka resonate with his wielder’s anger. “Very well” the old man spoke into the stunned silence left after Hitsugaya’s cold words painted a grim picture. “I will have Kurotsuchi-taicho examine the corpse, and I want every shinigami within Soul Society who has healer aptitude to report to the sight for assistance.”

He addressed his lieutenant “See to this, I want to know what this man was and what was his purpose. And see to it that anything and everything that can be done is done to heal our squad members.” He commanded and the room was suddenly empty.

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Retsu Unohana’s body was still steady as she continued to pour massive amounts of her healing talent into the four women. Another day dawned over Soul Society as the Captain Healer shoved her very soul into saving them. Her face was immobile, behind her Kiyone stumbled to her knees exhausted leaving Iemura and Jushiro to pump their energies into her. A wracking cough started in the sickly captain’s lungs as he fought it off trying to help heal his friends.

He felt familiar hands tug him away from Unohana and turned tiredly to Shunsui Kyoraku as he stumbled to sit down against a far wall, a dry cough rattling his chest as he looked to the women, hoping to see any improvement, anything at all but they remained unchanging. And it didn’t take a captain to realize even with Retsu handling this, they were dying.

In two day there was little change to their shallow breaths, except for the faintly shimmering Minazuki, Retsu too was completely motionless as she fought against their shutting down bodies urging the organs to pump and oxygen to flow, behind her Iemura shook violently as he poured every ounce of energy into his captain before stumbling to the floor, dazed as his body shut down to recover its energy.

The Captain Healer bottled up Minazuki and compressed him, using him to increase the reproduction of blood cells with the four bodies. Maintaining bankai and using it for two days straight was fiercely draining as she blinked sweat out of her eyes. Around her, Byakuya and Shunsui stood vigils, watching motionlessly, as they stood back and out of the way unable to do anything to save the women who still lay on the cusp of life and death.

Night passed again, three days and counting. Unohana’s body began to tremble slightly under Lieutenant Shuuhei Hisagi’s hands. Next to him, Yachiru’s face was devoid of its usual grin as she added her own energy to Unohana’s, hoping to heal the women she considered her friends, especially Ken-chan’s new interest. Her captain hadn’t told her he liked her but it was plain as the nose on his face, so Yachiru fought for both her friends and her captain. The two lieutenants stood side by side as they directed their reiatsu into the gently shivering shoulders of the 4th squad captain. Retsu used every ounce of given reiatsu as she realized this would never work.

Looking out across the room at the exhausted bodies of her healers and the ones who replaced them with a sinking feeling. After three days of intense concentration and silence, Retsu looked within herself, within her resolve to see if she had what was needed to save these women. And suddenly she knew.

Knew clearly what she had to do.

Captain Retsu Unohana spoke, her voice shuddering softly “Hea…lers I need you to put everyth…..ing you have into main….tain…ing this net,” she nodded at her bankai “I wil….l have to stop for a mo….ment please, I need yo..u to hold it up. Taichos” she called to Soifon, Byakuya, Toshiro and Kyoraku as she noticed them standing by the far wall.

When the 2nd Division captain had arrived, she didn’t know but that didn’t change anything as they looked at her. “I need yo….u to release your bankais at me. Minaz….uki will absorb it and convert it into…..one large energy mass” her voice broke as she panted “please wait till I…..ask” she heard them unsheathe their swords as Zaraki, unnoticed in the far corner asked her “I don’t have bankai, can you use my reiatsu if I throw it you?”

“Yes please Za………raki-taicho” she nodded her breathing labored. Suddenly she released the net for her healers to catch as she began to amass a huge amount of reiatsu. Billowing winds blew into the cavern, they funneled in around her, drawing strength from the lieutenants at her back before delving into her spirit, the very essence of her soul.

Around her, Soifon, Byakuya, Toshiro, Kyoraku, Zaraki and even Ukitake stood ready, naked blades in their hands as their eyes widened at the Captain Healer, their uniforms blowing back from the energy drenched vortex. Rushing winds of white energy swirled around her at rapid speeds, howling within the cavern and raising her long black hair. Her eyes glowed white with foreign reiatsu as a war cry started low in her throat. It rose in pitch, a heavy collection of emotions as it swirled around her, her sweat drenched robes flying in the reiatsu born winds of unmanageable power flapping around her illuminated body.

She glowed brighter, huge amounts of energy collecting around her, within her. Her scream rose to its highest note before ending with “NOW” as five captains yelled “BANKAI!”

And everything dissolved in a flash of white light
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Anyway....what in the world did Retsu do? What's going to happen now with Captain Unohana's last hope, will it be enough to save the girls? Or will it fall short...and what, if any, will be the price of this tremendous amount of reiatsu Retsu unleashed?

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