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The Bird of Hermes	By : Sedor Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 4037 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-The Chains of Fate are Broken
- 2-The Master and His Fledgling
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The Bird of Hermes is my name; eat my wings to make me tame.
Welcome, welcome one and all; I have something wonderful to show you all. Not really but read it anyway.
“Normal speech”
“Kido”
Thoughts
“Alucard”
Chapter 2: The Master and His Fledgling
Ichigo woke up gazing at the familiar surroundings of the Urahara shop. Looking around he saw that his pistols, boots, sunglasses, fedora, suit jacket, coat and cravat had been hung on a chair next to him. Standing up to examine himself further revealed that not only had his height increased but the muscles in his arms, legs and torso had become more defined. Gone was any lingering baby fat replaced with a look that spoke of a quiet yet undeniable power.
“It is good to see you awake young master” Alucard spoke from within his mind.
Examining his new eye colour he replied, “And a good morning to you to Alucard, has anything happened while I rested?” He began to dress himself not thinking it strange that he knew exactly how to tie such an elegant knot with his cravat. He placed the Casull and Jackal in their matching hip holsters.
“Nothing of interest young master. Although if I may have a word with you within to discuss the changes to you, of which you are undoubtedly curious about.” Ichigo felt his presence withdraw, along with a subtle tug as he finished speaking.
Sitting down in the chair with his legs crossed he locked his fingers together as he willed himself to enter his inner world.
“Excellently done young master, I had expected to have to drag you in here, but it seems you have quickly discovered how to enter and leave this place.”
Looking around he found Alucard seated in a high backed chair at the end of a long Victorian style dinner table. Seating himself opposite him Ichigo smirked, “And the subtle nudge you provided was not your idea I presume.”
Alucard smiled with a slight bit of insanity glinting within his eyes, “But of course young master, I don’t plan on making your life easy. That does not mean I plan on making it harder either.”
Ichigo scowled, “Enough with the ‘young master’ nonsense, why can’t you call me by my given name?” He tilted his hat down slightly enjoying the feeling it gave him, perhaps this was why Kisuke was fond of his own.
“Forgive me young master for I would, if only I could hold back my laughter at calling you Strawberry of which due to my release makes you seem even more like one now” Alucard’s lips twitched showing he was indeed struggling not to laugh at his own master.
Ichigo looked up with a smirk of his own now, “If that’s how you’re going to play since you are ‘The Bird of Hermes’ what would you say to being called Tweety or Polly or any other pet names for birds”.
If it was even possible Alucard cracked and even wider grin showing even more deadly fangs, “If it came to that young master, I fear we may come to blows with one another. Not that I wouldn’t like to spar with you, it just is rather tiresome so early in the day. But of course we are here for another matter and that is to discuss the changes to your body and attire. The height and physique are a result of our release, which is not to say that they will disappear if you ever decide to seal me but the result of harmony being achieved between you and I.”
“It’s not like I want to change back into the shihakusho, its strange since these clothes feel even more comfortable and free flowing than the robes were.” He shrugged his shoulders just feeling how the clothes seemed to mould and flow over his body.
“Ah yes that would be due to the fact that they are like me part of your soul. They grow and flow just like you, like living armour if you will. It is designed to assist you in countering anyone who attempts to come at you with a sword which as you know almost every single soul reaper alive possesses. There is however a limit, just as your sword can be broken apart by a stronger blade so too can your coat be cut through.”
Looking at the coat, Ichigo couldn’t possibly fathom how such a thing would stop a sword from cutting him. Upon closer inspection though he could feel a slight pull on his power being sent into each of his garments. Thinking for a second the only conclusion that he could come up with was that his reiatsu was being used to reinforce his clothing similar to how Kisuke said that a zanpakuto has reiatsu stuffed into it increasing its potential and power.
“That’s all well and good then, am I to assume that the pistols are my main form of attack for my release?” he asked and pulled out his twin pistols from their hip holsters. Examining them he noted that the .454 Casull was slimmer than its companion the Jackal, who of course weighed almost twice as much.
“Ah my twin terrors, tell me do you remember anything about the kido spells young Rukia used while here, more specifically the hado spells. Ichigo nodded his head positively. “Just as a soul reaper focuses there reiatsu through their hands and by means of an incantation, they are able to fire said attack. The Casull and Jackal use much the same principle except all you need to do is force your reiatsu into them and pull the trigger, no incantation, no fuss. There is however a drawback, if you do not ration how much reiatsu you put into each attack you will find yourself quickly drained as you discovered yesterday.”
Thinking back on his fight with Kisuke yesterday Ichigo made two observations. The shot fired from the Casull was weaker than the Jackal but was faster and more precise than its counterpart, while the Jackal was more for brute force, widespread mayhem and destruction. It bothered Ichigo though that he had no idea how he would react in close quarters. Certainly the Jackal was out of the question as he may very well end up injuring himself if he was caught in the blast. And yet the Casull probably would not be able to force his opponent back for enough to create any reasonable separation.
“Is there a specific point to each weapon? From what I can gather the Casull is quicker and more precise, more for taking out key points on a person’s body while the Jackal is suited more for sending pure power at the enemy. Also what should I do if my enemy is too close to use either of them, a strong defence my coat may be but as you said it will not last forever” he finished.
Alucard looked amused at his question, “True each pistol uses your reiatsu in an alternate way. The Casull will consume a little extra to propel the bullet faster than most eyes can follow, while the Jackal amplifies the reiatsu in it exponentially. As for close quarters, well then I suppose you will have to use what has served you well enough since you were young won’t you.”
Ichigo looked at him confused wondering how he could fight such an opponent.
“Allow me to elaborate; while in our current form you do not have a melee weapon, I instead enhance your current physical and mental states. We are stronger, faster and more aware than we let on. The slightest breeze can give you an indication of the direction your opponent is attacking from and you can react appropriately. Your mind itself will run through scenarios quicker to analyse the best possible way to attack and defend yourself.”
Understanding flooded through him as he realised that he had a weapon that could be used at close range, his martial arts prowess, which combined with his armoured clothing would allow him to strike and block as if his opponent was not wielding a deadly blade.
“As such our training will be that of rigorous control and finesse. We have all the power we need; all that’s left is to learn how to control it. Tell me what is it you think we need to learn?”
Thinking back on all that he had been told about some of his new powers Ichigo began ticking off possible skills mentally. He didn’t need sword skills as much as before considering it would only be useful if he found one in his environment. His pistols, while they were his greatest strength they were also his greatest weakness. An opponent that moved faster than him would be able to dodge his attacks while possibly getting in his own. And if they were in melee range he would be forced into hand-to-hand. Then it struck him like a lightning bolt from the sky, the greatest skill he needed was being able to immobilise his opponent, either through use of Casull to hit certain ligaments or the way Rukia had bound him when they first met, kido. He could skip the hado spells, but the Bakudo spells would perform well in tandem with his ranged attacks. For that he needed to be able to control his reiatsu, which now that he thought about it was what his attacks and defence were all about, control.
“Reiatsu control and Bakudo would be the most useful to learn along with, improving our current skills.”
“That is the conclusion I also reached, well done young master. Now then it is time for you to leave this place, whilst time flows through here at a much slower pace; your body has certain needs to attend to.”
Feeling his stomach growl and the need to relieve himself build, Ichigo couldn’t agree more and focused his will on exiting the world. Opening his eyes revealed Kisuke to be standing by the door watching him with an inquiring look in his eyes.
“Sorry, I was having a discussion with Alucard on how to best continue my training.” Ichigo said standing up, stretching and walking towards the bathroom to get ready for the day ahead.
Alucard? Wasn’t his zanpaktou’s name ‘The Bird of Hermes’, admittedly a long name. So it’s a possible nickname? Even so building a relationship that quickly with a zanpaktou spirit is quite rare. Kisuke pondered as he walked off to let Tessai know to have breakfast ready.
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As they all gathered around the low table to eat, Ichigo went into what exactly he wanted to train in. “Urahara-san I think the best use of my time would be best spent learning to control my reiatsu and learning as much as I can about binding spells.”
Broken out of his thoughts and by the most unexpected request he ever thought to come out of the young man’s mouth, all Kisuke could do was stutter, “B-b-bakudo? Are you sure Kurosaki-san, I would have thought you would want to know more offensive than defensive spells.” Even Tessai seemed floored that the brash and headstrong young man sought to learn his area of expertise.
Ichigo was unfazed by their looks of surprise, “For reasons I can’t fully explain myself yet I don’t need more offensive abilities but greater control over my reiatsu so that I can control that which I currently have. My pistols will provide more than enough firepower as soon as I can achieve an adequate level of control over my power. As such since they are my main form of offence preventing my target from moving will allow me to finish them off that much quicker. Also if I plan on getting close to my enemy I will also need greater training in hand-to-hand.
Kisuke pondered his reasoning and could find no fault in it. Tessai was an accomplished kido master so they already had an instructor for that. The hand-to-hand though was not an issue, but a minor inconvenience. Having Yoruichi train him would be ideal but she was currently training both Orihime and Sado so that would leave it to him to impart what he could to the teen. It would also provide excellent practice if he were to force Ichigo to defend himself while Kisuke used Benihime to attack.
“Very well Kurosaki-san, after breakfast we’ll get started.” He said with a smile relishing the thought of teaching such an unorthodox fighting style. And so the first day of training began.
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The next two days passed fairly quickly with Ichigo mastering the use of Bakudo’s Sai, Hainawa, Geki, and Horin. He was now progressing in learning Shitotsu Sansen and Rikujokoro. He had already shown preference in using Hainawa and Horin by using them in one hand to literally turn his opponent into a living wrecking ball and even going so far as to yank them into a fist or kick to greatly enhance the force of the blow. He did the same combined with the Casull to increase its stopping power. His reiatsu no longer flowed unrestrained from him, but he still couldn’t completely mask his presence while in a combat situation. Kisuke remarked that it would just take practice to achieve. His ability to tap into his reserves improved greatly, allowing him to pull even more from his already deep reserves. His weakest Casull shot was a powerful Byakurai, while the Jackal’s weakest was a phenomenal Sokatsui.
Ichigo noticed that his personality was slowly changing as well. Some things were small like, he started to find more comfort at night than during the day, a greater appreciation for things like an aged wine or strange delicacy. Others were more serious. He would continually toy with the combat dummies Kisuke had created before destroying them completely. He would often feint that he was losing against Kisuke, before turning around and fighting like a demon in disguise. He was calmer and more composed when Jinta or Kisuke teased him, but was quick to return the favour ten-fold. Whether it be burying Kisuke under a pile of merchandise when he sneaked up on him, or leaving Jinta with shivers running down his back from what he called the ‘evil-eye’.
He also noticed that he could sense the base intentions of those around him when he walked past or was in conversation with them, whether it was desire for mischief or desire to rest. When he brought it up with Alucard, he confirmed that this was another of Ichigo’s powers, a basic form of telepathy. For now all he could sense was basic intentions but with time he may be able to predict an opponent’s next move.
His hand-to-hand or hakuda as Kisuke called it had progressed as well to where he was shattering medium sized boulders with ease. When it came to hand-to-sword fighting, Ichigo seemed to prefer a style of grappling where he could punish his opponent for overextending himself, a fact which Kisuke was painfully aware of. He found that he enjoyed these days of mental and physical training as each day he realised that he came closer to being able to effectively rescue Rukia from her fate. It was not to last however.
On the eve of the third day after regaining his powers while enjoying his night-time stroll he felt the presence of a hollow. Relishing the chance to test his new found talent, he sped towards it. On the way however he felt another presence near the hollow that made his blood run cold, it was Tatsuki’s. Pouring on even more speed he sought to get there before it was too late.
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Tatsuki was enjoying her night-time jog. The cool night air on her body made her feel more alive as she came to a stop near the river. Looking down she saw the moon’s reflection in the river shining like a star in the dark of night. When she had a closer look around she realised that she was near the spot where Ichigo has lost his mother. There went her brain again, she had come on this jog to forget about the brooding strawberry but her mind just wouldn’t let her. He hadn’t been seen since school had closed and it was beginning to worry her.
Shaking her head to clear her thoughts she started to run again. She hadn’t gone far before the ground in front of her cracked and splintered under a heavy force, forcing her to stop. Looking closer, she recognised the imprints left in the ground as feet. Ever since her stay at Orihime’s one night she had started to hear the howls of hideous monsters. While she was normally able to evade them due to them being some distance away this one seemed to have appeared right in front of her. Looking up she could make out the outline of a figure approximately 12 feet tall and slightly hunched over. Then all she felt was pain as she was thrown back into the hard ground.
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The scene that Ichigo arrived upon was similar to one in his nightmares, Tatsuki was sprawled out on the ground and a large pig faced hollow stood over her. It reached over to grab and in an instant he was in front of it blocking its path to her with his hand.
“And just who the hell are you to interrupt my meal, huh? Speak up pretty boy unless you want me to crush you right now.”
Ichigo didn’t even look back at him as he tried to make sure that Tatsuki was okay. Growing annoyed the hollow reeled its fist back and launched it at him. He merely held out his hand to grab said fist and twisted, breaking it. The hollow howled in rage and tried to kick him but was sent flying as Ichigo reversed its momentum and tossed it down towards the river.
Crouching over her he breathed a sigh of relief as her injuries were minor, just some cracked ribs and bruises. Sudden movement behind him caused him to grab her and dodge to the right, but it wasn’t enough as the steel pole the hollow had thrown grazed both him and Tatsuki, causing a deep cut to her side, while his armour deflected it. She grimaced in pain and opened her eyes to look into Ichigo’s wide blood red ones.
“I-Ichigo…” she choked out, before passing out from the pain again, blood pouring from the wound in her side.
His hands began to visibly shake as she said his name, turning to face his opponent again his eyes showed nothing but rage. The hollow stiffened and took a step back wondering perhaps had he pushed his opponent too far. Before he could move much further a voice was heard.
“Bakudo no. 4, Hainawa.” A yellow rope appeared and wrapped around his torso that seemed to come from the red clothed teen. “God have mercy on your soul hollow for I shall have none.” Ichigo said as he yanked on the rope and slammed the hollow into the ground. Before the hollow could recover it was yanked towards him and he unleashed a powerful knee to its face. Dazed and staggering, it couldn’t evade him as he leapt to its back grabbed its right arm, braced himself and pulled with all his strength. The hollow let loose a high pitched scream as its arm was ripped off its body. Shortly after its left followed.
Reaching for the rope again Ichigo wrapped it around the hollows neck and pulled. The hollow now flailing about in pain could only drop to its knee’s as it felt the life being choked out of it. The last sight it saw was the teen with his fist pulled back, before heading between its eyes. The punch impacted and tore through the mask and the flesh below. As the hollow disintegrated Ichigo released the breath he had not realised that he was holding in.
Rushing back to Tatsuki’s side he hoped it wasn’t too late to save her. The pool of blood had grown to soak almost her entire body; her breathing was shallow and laboured. As he knelt down beside her she opened her eyes as he reached to cradle her face.
“Heh, figures…you’d be…the one to…be at my side when I die…strawberry.” Her eyes acquired a far off look, “You know…it’s not nearly as painful…as I thought it would be.” She reached up to cup his cheek and smiled slightly, “So how long have you been killing those…monsters.”
“It’s kind of a long story,” he said as he took her hand into his. “When you live through this I’ll tell you all about it.”
“Spare me please stupid, we both know I’ve lost too much blood to make it.” She attempted to pull herself up, but couldn’t until Ichigo helped her into a sitting position.
No, it can’t end like this. I won’t allow it to end like this. There has to be something I can do, Ichigo thought in desperation
“Will you risk it all to save her life young master?” Ichigo looked up and saw Alucard before him. Looking around he saw that time seemed to have yet again come to a halt. “We have the ability to save her but are you willing to do that since it involves her becoming something like us. She will be a fledgling to you, bound in mind, body and soul until the end. She will live the life that you have tried so hard to protect others from facing. Can you accept that?”
He looked back down at Tatsuki in his arms. “If she is willing then we shall save her, what would I have to do?”
“I truly hoped such a situation would never arise, but fate seems to enjoy toying with you. It is a simple process, I will grant you my teeth and with them you need to bite down on her neck and infuse her with your own reiatsu. I will take care of it from there.”
A look of shock flashed over Ichigo’s eyes, “What are we that we can do that? What you’ve described sounds like something a vampire would do.”
“That young master is a tale for another time. Hurry now the clock is ticking.”
As time resumed Ichigo bent low over Tatsuki, “I don’t know how else to say this so I’m just going to do it, I can save you. It will mean however that you and I will stay together forever body, mind and soul. I offer this to you because I could not stand to live without you.” His voice dropped to a whisper as he said this, “I love you Tatsuki Arisawa, would you please live for me?”
Her shock was understandable in his eyes as she took in all that he said. She indicated for him to move in closer and as he bent closer to her, she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a passionate kiss that sent electricity arcing through their bodies.
“Can I take that as a yes,” he said as they separated. She nodded to him lacking the strength to even speak. “You may want to look away from this.” He said as he felt his teeth elongate and sharpen. She smiled lightly and refused. Bending over her neck his teeth lightly grazed her pale skin before sinking into her. He then proceeded to channel his reiatsu through his teeth. It was unavoidable that her blood would wash down his throat and he found that it energised him slightly.
“It is done master, carry her back to the Urahara shop and rest. By morning all will be well.”
Releasing his hold on her neck he felt his teeth retract. Instinct led him to lick her wounds which lead to them sealing. Picking her up he carried her like a bride as gently as possible back to the shop and an unknown future, one they would both share.
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And that’s a wrap for chapter 2; I underestimated the length of the explanations and the like. It makes sense, to me at least, that binding the opponent is probably the easiest way to win. Case in point Renji vs. Byakuya for example. The exact strengths of the reiatsu bullets will increase as Ichigo’s power increases. Just as kido goes from 1-99. The hakuda style I like and was kind of disappointed that it was dropped the minute he got a sword especially since it was how he fought since the age of four if I remember correctly.
So yeah it’s a very vampire like thing to turn her, but here’s the thing it only affects their spirit form. No they don’t need to drink blood to sustain themselves. No their fangs are not visible unless it’s wanted, more on that next chapter.
So again like, love, hate or meh. Let me know please.
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