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Prize of Victory 2
By : NovaAlexandria
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This is the chapter you will either say �about time� or �I am going to kill you.� Kain, I know for a fact you have been waiting for this.

Under Kami

She�d gone over sixty hours without real slumber and Aizen had smugly regarded her over lunch, pleased that his gambit of sleep deprivation appeared to be working. The tyrant had come home for the noon meal so that he could join her. He had promised she would be under him by tonight, and if she didn�t get any rest soon her body would collapse against her will, allowing just that. She couldn�t even ask the twins to guard her while she slept, for Aizen had them elsewhere, cutting off her access to two more sets of eyes. The chief gardener had taken Vindula under his wing for the day, the two at work in another section of the Palace. She wasn�t certain, but she thought she�d heard the little winged girl say something about wanting to ask the man if he had a pair of gloves that would fit her small hands, since her fingers itched. Then again, Karin told herself she might have been imaging it. Auditory hallucinations were a side effect of this kind of torture.

Abisara was with Unohana yet again, going over more of his father�s equipment. The pink-haired boy had looked relieved to get out of the Palace and back into the Science Division, if only for a day. That left Karin to entertain Aizen with her increasingly frazzled wits and when he left she felt wrung out by his visit.

Karin was too tired to be afraid, and thus was determined not to let him win. She dozed lightly, getting a small semblance of rest, and Gin let her do that. It helped a little, enough that she wasn�t testy with the twins when they got back from their day. It was a relief to learn that Aizen had called a meeting of the Divisions, so neither he, Unohana or Gin would be with them for the charade of a �big family dinner� that evening, which meant she could rest. Vindula and Abisara joined her on her balcony. Or rather, the two played on the balcony while Karin slept for one measly hour before her alarm went off, indicating someone had entered the room.

It was a servant, the woman not even looking her direction as she set the plates down for dinner. With a bow towards the children on the balcony, she left, never noticing Karin�s huddled form on the bed.

�Come eat, Karin-san!� Vindula called cheerfully after the woman had left.

Rising groggily, Karin stumbled over to the twins. Abisara didn�t seem interested in eating and stared up at her fearfully, a surprising amount of dread in their green depths, which instantly put her on alert. His eyes flickered away as he mumbled something to his sister, which Karin didn�t quite catch.

�Oh, that�s right Karin-san, I have something for you,� Vindula cried, and rushed back out through the doors to the outside. When she came back, she carried something that gleamed in the late afternoon light. �Kami-sama helped me pick it out for you this morning when we went to the market to get some new seeds to plant today. He is letting me pick a spot in the gardens for my very own. I get to have a garden in Kami-sama�s Palace!�

Vindula practically squealed in delight as she drew the object out from behind her back. �Anyhow, he said I should give it to you at dinner. What do you think?�

Karin stared at the bracelet, but at least had enough presence of mind left to feebly congratulate Vindula on being awarded a garden. She mumbled something along the lines of it being a great responsibility and an honour, before she turned to the girl�s brother.

�So Kami chose this.�

The boy nodded his head but refused to look her in the eye and bit his lip. So he knew what it was too, even if Vindula was oblivious to just how dangerous the finely crafted, silver trinket was. All the little girl knew was that it was beautiful, and something Aizen had commissioned, probably ordering some poor merchant to display it prominently before leading Vindula to his shop to pick it out. She couldn�t be certain if it was the same bracelet that Gin had showed her the other day, but that hardly mattered anymore.

Two stalking panthers faced each other, with the hinges nearly invisible where the two beasts met and the clasp at the spot where the panthers� tails came together. The design was an obvious slap in the face and reminder that she might never see Grimmjow or her daughter again, of what she stood to lose if Aizen won.

She hated it on sight.

�Did you help with the gift?� she asked him, knowing the child�s acumen with machines.

�Yes, Karin-san,� he admitted, finally turning to look her way with sad eyes. �Please, accept it.�

The boy�s voice turned pleading and Karin�s eyes returned to the �gift.� Vindula�s smile had faded when she realized that Karin wasn�t happy about the present and Abisara�s fright grew the longer she let the bracelet sit there on the table. Had Aizen threatened him, promised him some sort of punishment if he couldn�t get her to put it on? If Vindula hadn�t been here she would have asked, but the girl was and she wasn�t going to put Abisara on the spot. The terror in the boy�s eyes was enough of an answer. Aizen had threatened the child before and Karin knew he would continue to do so for as long as he held the three of them in the Royal Suite.

�So this is how the bastard is going to do it. He plans on using Szayel�s children to chain me,� she thought in a mixture of hopelessness and disgust.

She was both mentally and physically drained, and she knew that Aizen could easily get a similar bracelet on her when they got back from the meeting. Even if she slept for the next few hours it wouldn�t be enough. Her ability to react to any sudden attack was more than compromised at this stage. He or Gin would be on her and have her sealed before her mind would even register the alarm had gone off.

�Thank you, Vindula-chan, it is lovely. Abisara-kun, would you put it on please,� she requested.

�Of course, Karin-san.�

Abisara picked up the bracelet, but didn�t put it on her right away, clearly reluctant to do this to her.

�O-Tou-san designed these,� he commented, before slipping it on her wrist and clicking the clasp into place.

Karin expected to feel drained of her reiatsu, or trapped, but the bracelet didn�t do that. To her surprise, her �sight� disappeared. That aspect of wearing it would be a relief, especially if she was around Aizen. Keeping her glasses on when she was sleeping was a pain. Thankfully, she could still sense Abisara and Vindula. When she tried to cast a quick, small Kido spell as a test, she found her reiatsu didn�t move as she directed it, even though she could still feel it. The bracelet denied her the ability to manipulate reiatsu, but her body hadn�t been drained, nor had her reiatsu been sealed. It was still there, as strong as ever. Anyone could feel her if Aizen let them, but she couldn�t access it herself.

�Of course, sealing it or draining it would make it harder, if not impossible, for Aizen to impregnate me,� she remembered.

She tucked the children into bed after dinner and went straight to bed herself to finally get some sleep. Maybe, just maybe, he would leave her alone for a while if she was sleeping, and it wouldn�t hurt to regain some of her strength.

She didn�t know what time Aizen returned from his meeting. Since the alarm net had been set before the bracelet had cut off her abilities, and because her reiatsu levels were just fine, she still felt the alarm go off. Judging by how dark it was, she figured it for some time around eight, maybe even as late as ten. Her room lacked a timepiece of any sort. Regardless, it was sometime after when he would have partaken of his own wife. If the meeting hadn�t been a long one, which he had mockingly assured her it wouldn�t be, then he had probably let her catch an extra hour or two of sleep. The rest had definitely helped to clear some of the cobwebs out of her brain, but it wasn�t enough to address the entire deficit that weighed her down.

�Well wasn�t that nice of him,� she internally bitched, though even her emotions felt blunted, worn down, as if the edges of them had been rubbed smooth with sandpaper.

Aizen wore nothing more than a plain yukata, one he hadn�t even bothered to tie closed. Fortunate, the front flaps fell in such a way as to hide him from her, but she knew it wasn�t going to stay that way for long.

�Ah, my dear Karin,� he said and smiled down at her in the same way a predator would smile at a trapped rabbit, �Did I not promise you that you would be beneath me in two days� time? I keep my promises, as you will soon learn.�

Karin gave him a nasty glare.

�Funny, I thought you�d have more class than to use children to accomplish it,� she retorted. Her gaze shifted to Gin as the man hesitantly entered the room, clearly not wanting to be there but unable to say �no.�

�I refuse have Gin touch me so you can get your sick jollies!� she hissed at Aizen.

�It�s not your choice, I am afraid. Gin, if you will please.�

Gin sent her a sorrowful look as he crossed the room. Karin felt a flash of panic as the man�s hands pulled the blankets away from her. That panic turned to rage and then terror as Gin took hold of her ankle. The knowledge that she was about to be raped, by not one but two men and had no way to defend herself hit her in one great rush. Without thinking, she reacted, lashing out with anything and everything she had.

�GET AWAY FROM ME!� she roared.

Gin screamed in pain as he was flung back across the room to land against the far wall. The last of the Cero she fired burned the wall. The massive burst of energy was subsequently absorbed by the Palace wards before it could do too much damage. Gin lurched to his feet and clutched his scorched and bleeding side. The blast had just clipped him, which was a good thing. He was so weakened that the full fury of her desperation, rage and fear might have done the servant in completely had she scored a direct hit.

Aizen appeared angry at first, before his expression went from �mad� to �amused� and he laughed. Reacting instinctively, she flung another Cero towards him, putting every ounce of power behind it to get rid of the threat. He deflected it with a raised hand and laughed again, louder this time.

Her available well of power suddenly dried up. To her horror, Karin realized what she�d just done and dove down her Claim, trying in vain to find her mate. All of that power had been his. She hadn�t drawn on his strength since she�d had to take on Nnoitra years ago and she had almost forgotten she could access it. She remembered what it had done to him then, and she could only pray he was alright now. When there was no response, she knew she�d drained him completely and that he was most likely unconscious.

�You are dismissed for now Gin. Get my wife to tend to your injuries,� he commanded his slave and dismissed the half-starved man with a gesture.

�Hai, Kami-sama.� Gin�s voice betrayed how much pain he was in and he crawled out of the room, blood soaking his white clothing and dripping between his fingers to stain the floor. Some of the fear she had for her mate shifted to Gin in a moment of remorse. Karin had almost killed him in her panic. It hadn�t been his fault Aizen was a sick son of a bitch.

�I suspected you had a full mating Claim, given your unique abilities. I hope Grimmjow wasn�t in a dire predicament when you drew upon his powers.� Aizen chuckled and stalked forwards, looming over her as she pressed her back against the headboard of the bed.

Kami, she hoped so too. She hoped that someone was there to find him before anything happened to him and Karin prayed that he hadn�t been fighting. Aizen gave her a minute to compose herself and she shot him a hateful look in response. Had he orchestrated the whole event just to check for such a thing? She was completely defenceless now, having drained her only other pool of power and at his mercy.

Aizen caught her chin with one hand, holding her gently, but firmly when she tried to flinch away. He tipped her head so she had to look up into his eyes. What met her were the eyes of a monster that threatened to eat her soul.

�I am going to use you tonight and fill your womb with my seed and you cannot prevent it. The only thing that will determine whether I send for my wife to tend to you afterwards, and if you ever get to see those brats again, is your co-operation. So you can continue to defy me and learn what it means to be broken, or you can undress and let me mount you on our own like the brood mare you really are.�

Aizen let her chin go. �The choice is entirely up to you, Karin-chan.�

She shuddered, her gaze going towards the room where Abisara and Vindula were sleeping. It really wasn�t a choice, and they both knew it. It was like asking someone trapped in a burning house if they wanted to take the corridor engulfed in flames to escape or take the one with holes in the floor over which one could jump to get to the end. One choice meant certain death. With the other, one had at least a chance at survival.

�If I lay for you willingly, will you promise not to hurt Abisara-kun or Vindula-chan? No games, no mental or physical torture? You will completely leave them alone unless it�s to intervene to save them?�

He seemed to find her attempt at negotiating laughable, or at least entertaining.

�You have my word, for however long it takes to breed my heir,� he assured her. �I will even agree not to hunt your family down until I get what I want from either you or my wife.�

�Szayel�� she started.

�Is not up for discussion. He will suffer for betraying me, until the end of his days.�

It was more than she had initially hoped for. Thankful that she�d managed to patch up some of the holes in the metaphorical floor she�d been forced to walk, Karin let the yukata slide from her body and pushed it aside, to show her agreement with the devil�s bargain she�d just made. Giving her one last smirk, Aizen let his own garment fall to the floor, revealing his bare body and fully erect manhood. She immediately looked away, having no desire to see him, while covering her breasts with an arm, not wanting him to see her. He crawled onto the bed towards her, the mattress dipping with his weight.

�Is this what Rangiku feels every time Nnoitra wants to have his way with her? Byakuya? Unohana, who is forced to lay with him every morning and night? How do they live like this, getting down on their hands and knees for their Master�s whims?�

Feeling sick, she rolled over onto her hands and knees, offering him her backside. She could feel his frown boring into the spot between her shoulder blades and spoke before he could demand to know what she was doing. It was considerably easier if she didn�t have to look at him.

�We are not mates and I will not allow you to take me in that manner. If you want to take me face-to-face then you will have to use force to do it,� she declared coldly. �I will not betray Grimmjow by allowing you such a privilege.�

He laughed a third time at her display of will�

�and then his hands grasped her naked rear and gave it a harsh squeeze, just shy of bruising. She shook as he touched her and forced back her tears as those hands groped her ass before his fingertips found her folds. She flinched as Aizen jammed one of his fingers into her. Her dry passageway resisted the uncomfortable and mildly painful intrusion. He removed the digit and trailed his hands up her back before she felt his weight settle atop of her, his breath tickling her ear.

�You�ll wish you had let Gin prepare you,� he whispered into her ear, which was all the warning she got. The bastard abruptly shoved his way into her, with no regard to her comfort. She bit her forearm to stop from crying out, shocked at just how painful it was. Grimmjow had never hurt her during sex, and she was momentarily relieved that he was probably unconscious and unable to access her emotions, because it was impossible to remain stone-faced as Aizen assaulted her. She knew it could hurt, but she had never experienced the kind of raw, burning agony of those first several thrusts. Aizen set a pace to his liking, rubbing her insides raw.

Karin cursed herself for thinking that he may have been right about letting Gin get her wet first, but she refused to show him any sign of weakness, including making any sound that would betray her discomfort. Aizen seemed to last a millennium before Karin felt a great deal of heated spunk splash into her, stinging her roughened tissues. She tried to pull away from him after he finished pulsing inside of her, but Aizen caught her hips and held her in place with his superior strength, leaving his deflated shaft buried inside of her.

�Unlike my wife, your bloodline ensures that you have a much higher chance of conceiving,� he purred into her ear, snaking one hand around her to grope at a breast. �A perfect size,� he noted, giving it a squeeze and rolling her nipple between his forefinger and thumb before continuing. �As such, I am not done with you yet.�

This time tears escaped the eyes she�d squeezed shut, trickles of saltwater running down each side of her face as she forced her body to remain still beneath his and tried to get a grip on the urge to tremble. He left himself inside of her, his dick acting as a plug to keep his semen trapped. Aizen contented himself with toying with her breasts and nibbling on her neck, though fortunately not on the side that bore her mating scar. To her horror, she felt his cock grow turgid inside of her not ten minutes later and he began the process all over again.

It hurt less the second time he raped her that night. Cum from his first ejaculation greased her passageway, but it hardly helped ease her suffering. She wasn�t bleeding just yet, though she suspected she might be by morning. He seemed to favour a pace that drew out the act, perhaps to torture her or to ensure that he would find his release, even if she didn�t. Which was fine by Karin, as the idea of Aizen making her climax made her want to puke.

She was completely numb by the third rape and had fallen to her stomach, unable to support her weight on her hands and knees, both of which were stiff and sore from taking the brunt of his body�s thrusts.

On the fourth round, she barely registered him inside of her, her insides fully stretched and lubed. The sleep deprivation had caught up to her at that point, sapping her ability to feel anything but the most base of things: heat, movement, cold and pain.

When he finally pulled away from her after the fifth round of ejaculating into her nearly unresponsive body, she didn�t have the energy to move and had passed out before he even finished redressing and left. She didn�t sleep for long though. Aizen hadn�t bothered to cover her when he left and she awoke to find her lips nearly blue and her teeth chattering from the early morning cold. The bedding below her was stained white with the cum that had leaked from her after he�d left

Her hand went to her stomach, which felt bloated, although that was probably more due to perception than reality. She remembered his promise, how he would rape her until her stomach swelled with his seed. It felt like it already and she did not look forward to any more nights like last.

After each round he had left himself inside of her, assuring the best success and a higher chance of more sperm making it into her womb. It had taken progressively longer for him to get it up again each time. Biology was on her side as far as that went. In fact, she doubted he would have any left for Unohana with how much he had pumped into her. Maybe the healer, she considered dizzily, would be spared her morning rape at her husband�s hands thanks to what he�d done with her for the majority of the previous night.

Bile rose in Karin�s throat and she tumbled out of bed to rush to her small bathroom, throwing up in the toilet after flinging up the lid. She retched a few more times into the bowl before the real shaking started and once it did, she couldn�t stop it. His dry and sticky cum clung to her reddened inner thighs, the skin chapped and raw where his legs had rubbed against her for hours, and she almost vomited again, except there was nothing left in her stomach. Instead, she crawled over to the shower. Reaching up, Karin jacked the lever all the way over to the hottest setting without a second thought.

Steam quickly filled the small bathroom, but she didn�t care and curled up on the floor, letting the hot spray soothe the cramping in her arms and legs and the strained muscles in her lower belly. She couldn�t help but to draw parallels to the times she had found Szayel like this, quivering in his bath and his skin a dull crimson from trying to scrub Aizen�s touch away. The only difference was that Aizen hadn�t cut her or tortured her on top of raping her. Still, she felt like she had a better understanding of, not just what Szayel went through, but what so many of the other women had suffered under their Masters over the years. It was as if the hazy lens she�d looked through for so long had been shattered, exposing her to the harsh, unprotected glare of the sun.

Grimmjow had never been violent with her, even though he had taken obvious delight in dominating her. He had always made sure she was wet and ready to receive him. She had, in her limited experience, assumed that the other Arrancar, in most cases, had done the same. Even Ulquiorra, cold and stone faced at the time, had never damaged Orihime in the first five years that he�d held her Claim. Orihime and Jushiro had both told her how pleasurable Claiming was, and she�d experienced that firsthand with Grimmjow. However, she had never really thought about how much unwanted, unprepared sex could hurt, nor how degraded she would feel afterwards.

�Karin-sama?� Gin called hesitantly, appearing in the doorway to her bathroom.

Karin didn�t answer, as she couldn�t hear him over the sound of the water hitting the tiles. She was too busy viciously scrubbing her skin to get rid of the sensation of Aizen�s skin sliding against hers. Gin caught her hands before she could begin to peel back her skin with the bristles of the brush and before the water underneath her ran red. Looking up into his dull silvery blue eyes, she could only stare into the face of man whose spirit had been thoroughly crushed, and saw her own future reflected in it.

Unable to hold it together any longer, she began to sob. Without a word, Gin held her in the same way she�d held Abisara just days ago. She didn�t know how long they sat like that under the shower, but eventually her weeping subsided and Gin helped her unsteadily to her feet, turning the shower off.

�Even if he gets what he wants, he won�t let me go or kill me in the end, will he?�

Her miserably-worded question lingered in the steam-laden air and after a minute, she felt him wrap a towel around her shoulders and drape another one over her head, to help dry her hair.

�C�mon, ya should eat, then Kami-sama wants ya ta watch th�twins.�

He hadn�t answered her question. Why would he? They both knew the answer. She had seen the serving girls, all of them with sweetly-feminine faces and tomboyish figures, sporting the spooked eyes and scars that meant they�d spent the night in Aizen�s company.

Karin had the feeling she�d only seen the tip of the iceberg as far as Aizen�s depravity towards his female partners. He�d refrain from the worst of it until she or Unohana bore him an heir and once that was done she�d be up for the same treatment. The realization was enough to make her want to turn back around and crawl into the shower for another scrubbing session. Unfortunately, she had more than herself to worry about and she couldn�t roll over and show her throat where her responsibilities were concerned.

�Even if I�m his captive and his plaything, I have to do what I can for Abisara-kun and Vindula-chan,� she reminded herself.

She had to stay strong for them, had promised Szayel she would watch out for them. She had Aizen�s word that he wouldn�t hurt them, or her family, so long as she let him do what he wanted with her. He had never broken his word before, at least not directly. This was nothing compared to keeping the children, her mate and her daughter out of harm's way.

Karin stood up, willing her shaky legs to do what she wanted and stood still while Gin dried her off and helped her dress, his expression hooded once more as he made her presentable and braided her hair. She couldn�t let either of the twins see her with this defeated expression on her face, or see her cry. By the time she had eaten a breakfast that tasted like sawdust on her tongue and joined them in their room, she had managed to stuff the majority of her fear away and put on a tepid smile for them. While she knew she hadn�t fooled Abisara, Vindula seemed oblivious to the distress that bubbled underneath her carefully constructed façade. The little winged girl chattered a mile a minute about planting her garden, though the hand wringing and the constant rubbing of her fingers together might be a sign that, subconsciously, Szayel�s daughter might know that something was �off� about this whole arrangement. Karin couldn�t be certain, but she seemed cheerful and excited enough as she described her day, so the human woman let it go for now.

The fact that the children were safe was, at least, a minor victory. Considering the circumstances, she would take what victories she could get and prayed that the others would find a way to rescue all of them soon.

Well, there it is, the moment I know a lot of you have been waiting for, and the rest of you had been dreading. At least this time I know I�ll have extra guards at the bunker doors. In other news, the final battle had been written and is off for editing. All I got to pre-write now is the various conclusions. So far the entire thing is looking to end at about 1500 pages or so.

As usual, thank you all so much for the reviews. I am honestly surprised that Ajuga and Diaemus are so popular.

Next Chapter: We switch back to Nanao as she has a bit of girl time with Rangiku and Tatsuki.

This Weeks Question: So, how many of you are saying �finally, about time she got a taste of what others suffered� and how many of you are going �Noooooooooooo, I hate you! How could you?�
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Prize of Victory 2	By : NovaAlexandria Category: Bleach > General Views: 56251 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Prize of Victory 2