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Prize of Victory 1.5
By : NovaAlexandria
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Kami

There was much work to be done; a city to secure and worlds to rule. One thing he hadn�t anticipated to be a problem was the lack of royal blood in his veins being an obstacle to his full ascension. He wished he�d known that before slaughtering the king�s family. Fortunately, the Royal Palace had a large library, an even more impressive archive, and was thankfully easy to navigate. It hadn�t taken him long to track down several decedents in the records that could, hopefully, fulfill his needs. Unfortunately, offspring between Shinigami were rare, especially high powered Shinigami. Fully securing the throne was going to take a bit longer than he had initially calculated�

The biggest tip off he�d gotten was that the great noble houses were of royal decent, so it was to them he researched first. There were also a large number of lesser noble houses, houses that had lost predominance as time passed or were now long separated branches from the originals, which could potentially offer him up a woman to breed with as well. It was somewhat of a relief to discover that, among those lesser noble houses, was Unohana Retsu�s. He could just take her and throw her in a cell to rape at his leisure, but that would not be very entertaining, and she had enough strength to make things uncomfortable for him if she resisted. No, he had a much more fun game to play, for games is what made life ever so interesting, more so when the opponent was strong enough to fight back.

Then there was the traitor Gin. He was surprised the man had survived, but he supposed snakes were hard to kill, and between Unohana and Orihime, anyone who still drew breath once the two were on the scene lived, all be it beaten up and requiring time to recover, but they would survive. That was fine; Gin�s death would have been unsatisfying, for the snake hadn�t suffered near enough for his betrayal, even if it was one he�d been expecting. Gin had dared to play a game with him, and had lost. He had no one to blame for his future but himself.

�Retsu, Gin, please come with me. We have much to discuss,� he ordered after giving his Espada their temporary instructions.

Both followed after him, Gin still limping badly and cradling his wounds, but the silver haired man did have a forced smile plastered on his face, even if it was rather weak. Aizen led them to the now late Yamamoto�s office, the deceased man would no longer require it and it did overlook a large amount of the city, offering him a perfect view of the chaos that was about to descend upon the Shinigami. With a benign smile, he drew his Zanpakuto and set it on the desk, sending out his illusion to all the Shinigami infected by it, which included the majority of the population, to make it appear as if all the gates leading out of the city were closed. Having no further need of his transformed state, he let the Hogyoku�s power return to its source for now and returned his body to its normal appearance.

�I am about to summon my Arrancar through to Claim our Victory,� he announced, walking over to the balcony to gaze out at the currently peaceful city. �We all know how this is going to play out. I do, however, find myself in a rather embarrassing situation. It would seem I need to produce a child of royal blood to fully claim the throne. An annoyance to be sure, but any woman of high noble birth, and even a large number of lesser nobles, should suffice to give me what I need.�

�It is not one of those you seek though, is it?� Unohana spoke up, moving to stand beside him and look out over the city as well.

�I may in time, should things become difficult, but for now, indeed not,� he chuckled. �Power is important too, I suspect. I could easily use force; however, doing so can quickly become such a tedious affair. The 4^th Division will likely be required in the coming days, especially after my Arrancar are done with the city. It would be a shame if it was destroyed in the chaos a takeover always incurs.�

�You are offering protection for my healers in exchange for whoring myself out to you?� Unohana asked, turning a dark smile his way. Despite his power, he still felt a slight shiver of dread go up his spine. He was suddenly reminded that even Yamamoto headed this woman�s word when she turned such a look his way.

�I would not presume to turn you into some whore, which would be insulting. While I can not guarantee protection for all of them, I can discourage my Arrancar from showing an interest in those under your command during the upcoming hours.� Aizen turned to smile at her, knowing she would already agree. �I would ask you to be my wife, and while your political power would not be equal to my own, it would give you some leeway to see to things.�

Her dark smile disappeared as mild surprise briefly flashed across her features at his offer. The proposition was clearly one she had never considered he would make and he could see the wheels turning in her mind as she considered his offer.

�What would being your wife entitle?� she questioned cautiously.

�Nothing more than sharing my home and my bed,� he assured her. �I would not pull you from your duties, as they will still be required. I will, however, not hesitate to punish you for transgressions. As long as you remain obedient, little to no harm will come to those you care for. Disobey however�� he let that sentence trail off to let her imagination offer her whatever visuals it could conjure.

She turned to look out on the city once more, before giving her head a nod in agreement. �Very well. I will hold you to this agreement, Aizen.�

�Excellent. We shall conduct the ceremony in a few weeks after everything has settled down a little.�

Ignoring her for now, he summoned his troops over. He didn�t need Kido to speak to them any longer, and he did so aloud so Unohana could be assured of his part of their deal.

�Each of you may Claim one pet for your own. No one is to fight over Claiming rights, or I WILL make an example of you. It should be noted that Unohana Retsu, Taichou of the 4^th Division, has been taken as my mate.� That would discourage most of them from targeting the 4^th, for they would not want to upset Kami�s wife by attacking her pack. It wouldn�t spare all of them if any of his Arrancar truly found a target appealing, but he doubted very many in the fourth would be of interest. They were not well known for their combat skills and that was one of the only true attractions to a hollow.

He watched amused as his Arrancar descended down from the Garganta, pouring into the city. Chaos quickly erupted as the hollow and Shinigami forces met. As amusing as it would be to watch, he would do so in a bit. First, it had been a rather long day and he was getting a bit peckish. Turning towards his soon to be wife, he pleasantly asked her to head to the Division�s cafeteria and bring him back something to eat. While not the best food around, it would do for now. She left without an argument, but her eyes did drift to Gin before leaving. No doubt she wondered if the silver haired traitor would still be drawing breath when she returned.

�I must thank you Gin, for your betrayal,� he chuckled, turning his attention towards his former servant.

�An� why would that be, Kami-sama?� Gin asked, trying to keep an amused expression on his face, but failing. Gin, more than anyone, knew just how brutal he could be, for the prisoner had witnessed some of his more vile acts, and had participated in no few of them as well.

�All I would have to do is dye your hair pink, make you put on a pair of white glasses, and I might be able to mistake you for Szayel,� he chuckled.

The amused expression quickly drained from Gin�s face. His once former comrade was well aware of the enjoyment he occasionally partook from the eighth Espada.

�Only this time, I need give no reasons or excuses for calling you to my chambers for punishment,� he smirked. Gin was frantically trying to cover up his fear at the thought of what awaited him as he pulled up a chair and set it on the balcony. This way he could get a good view of the destruction, not that he needed it with his new sight. Unfortunately, his sight didn�t include sound and the screams of those being killed and raped was a pleasant background noise, faint though they were from this distance. It was still enough to get him hard just thinking about the destruction being wrought under his name. He briefly wondered if any of his Arrancar would have the misfortune of encountering his soon to be wife on her way to the cafeteria and back.

�Do come here Gin. It would seem I am in need of some attention. I would be mindful of your teeth, it would be rather tedious to have them all pulled out because you couldn�t keep them in check.�

�Oh, I don�t think I would be any good at it, Kami-sama.�

�Nonsense, I am sure you will do fine, and learn quickly,� Aizen turned an amused smile towards Gin. �Szayel certainly did, although he was rather enthusiastic at first, after he got over the shock at having garnered my personal attention.�

This time Gin did shiver, for he�d been there for some of Szayel�s training. The thought of undergoing similar treatment was obviously not a pleasant one. The traitor had no idea what he was in store for. Already a myriad of things he�d always wanted to try, but didn�t since he needed Szayel functioning, was suddenly opening up to him, for it mattered not if Gin could crawl the next day. The man no longer held any form of duties save that of amusing him.

�Do not make me force you over here Gin, I might decide that you have no desire to walk on your own,� he warned, letting a dangerous note touch his voice and, in effect, let Gin know he was done playing.

Gin had known him more than long enough to pick up on the warning, and reluctantly moved over to stand before him before going to his knees. Gin looked up at him one last time, only to meet his dark smile. He was impressed the man�s hands didn�t shake as Gin undid the ties to his hakama before reluctantly pulling out his straining erection and going down between his legs. Aizen let out a sigh as the wet heat of his former subordinate�s mouth took him in. He would have to indulge in this frequently. Gin was considered a genius and he didn�t doubt the man would quickly learn a myriad of ways to orally please him, with the proper motivation of course. For now, he sat back and adjusted himself to be slightly more comfortable in his chair, just enjoying the attention and watching as his new home was cleansed of the weak before his eyes.

He had to give it to Unohana; she offered no reaction to the scene as she returned with a large platter of food and three plates. He wondered how many Shinigami she passed that she might have directed to the dubious safety of the 4^th. Giving the number of reiatsu signatures that were quickly being snuffed, perhaps he should remind his troops that he needs some of the Shinigami to survive. They still had a job to do after all.

�Do get something to eat, and than rest my dear,� he directed Unohana as she handed him a plate full of food. �I am sure Yamamoto will have no further use of his quarters.�

�I would sooner return to my Division,� she commented calmly.

�I am sure you do. However, it has been a long day, and even you need some rest. You may return to your troops in the morning.�

For a second it looked like she was going to push the issue, but after a moment she gave a bow of her head and retreated to the quarters just down the hall from this office. He finished his meal before setting the plate aside, resting it on the floor beside his chair. With his hunger assuaged for now, and a good deal of pleasure rolling over his body, he closed physical eyes so he could open his newly formed metaphysical pair.

The city appeared below him, fires covering large swaths of it with the primary exceptions of the 4^th and, amusingly, the 12^th division. Most of the chaos was currently centered at the 11^th where it would seem those being besieged were having almost as much fun as those doing the besieging. The majority of the other Divisions, however, were not fairing as well. Several of the braver ones tried to make a defensive line or assist in getting the unseated officers out of danger, but it only delayed the inevitable. A few units of the fourth moved about, trying to heal and assist those they could. Their weaker power almost made them invisible to the hunters, but his own orders helped to protect them as well he supposed. The information dossier he�d given his troops had included the blue-green sashes the fourth division tended to wear, and he had strongly hinted that the fourth was to be left alone, so that may be giving them a little added protection as well.

He lost his focus briefly as a particular strong suck from Gin gave him a shiver of delight. Who knew the snake was so talented? Closing his eyes once more, he let his new sight reach out again. Bodies were pilling up by the gates as several of his Arrancar took the areas as prime hunting grounds. A few managed to make it through the gates, unaffected by his Zanpakuto since they�d never seen it. Not all who approached were killed, and he watched amused as several of his Arrancar tore the uniform off of one victim before forcing her down to her hands and knees and taking turns mounting her.

Not all of his Arrancar partook of rape, most noticeably the females, but several others didn�t give into such desires either. A few of them didn�t partake in the gleeful slaughter either. Several of the Numeros had moved right into the main city the plus souls lived in, apparently looking for dens. All of his Espada had retired from the field as well, and he took a moment to check in on them the best he could with his limited sight, utilizing windows and open doors. As long as the location was visible to the sky, directly or via reflection, he could see it.

Starrk was at the Ukitake estate with Lillinette and the two he�d chosen. Nanao made sense to him; it wasn�t uncommon for Hollows to take the mates, or the sexual interest, of those they defeated. Shunsui had been chasing Nanao for years. Jushiro was an odd choice, but he supposed Lilinette may have pushed Starrk into it. She would want to �take revenge� on the man she�d �fought.� He did, however, notice that Jushiro appeared to be resting at the moment in his personal quarters, garden doors wide open to let in fresh air to help his lungs, and showed no signs of having been Claimed. The skin around his neck was flawless with no indications of a bite mark and his reiatsu levels felt the exact same as they had when he left the meeting room. That simply would not do. He would need the Shinigami, those that survived at least, to continue with their duties, and he would need men and women that knew what they were doing to run those divisions. He couldn�t get a look at Nanao to see if Starrk had taken her.

He checked on Barragan next. He had taken over the Kyoraku Estate, not too surprisingly as it was one of the wealthiest and greatest of the noble houses. Yumichika was in a private onsen being attended to by a quaking servant, the bite on the back of his shoulder clear enough as his hair was brushed aside to continue washing his body. Soi Fon was being led to the Kennels, blood staining her own neck. It would seem that both had been properly Claimed.

A check on Harribel�s household showed her and her girls had taken a rather large building, an old hotel by the looks of it. A check on Toshiro, however, showed him still in his war torn uniform sitting at the window and looking out at the orange tinted night sky. Harribel was downstairs, drinking sake laced tea. He should have known she would have been too much of a pacifist to finish the job, just like Starrk.

Ulquiorra had taken a small home as his own, both human women with him. He couldn�t help but to smile in amusement at the knowledge of his Espada sharing a bed with Orihime while the other human woman glared hatefully at the wall. He had honestly not expected Ulquiorra to have Claimed Orihime. He couldn�t wait to debrief Ulquiorra later and find out what had prompted him to take them both.

He wasn�t shocked with Nnoitra�s choice of pets, and wasn�t even surprised to see him languidly exploring the woman he�d taken while they rested in bed. Tesra was on guard on the bottom floor of the two story house they�d taken over. There was no mistaking the bite mark on Rangiku�s neck, located in a very obvious place for the world to see. She was stiff in Nnoitra�s arms, but remained obediently by his side, doubtfully by her own will giving her disgusted expression. He wished he could share his sight with Gin so the man could see what had become of his childhood friend, although, doing so while the heated flesh of his cock occupied the mans� throat might not be such an opportune time to do so even if he could.

Checking on Grimmjow brought an amused smirk to his lips. The Sexta had taken Ichigo�s sisters, no doubt in a vain effort to use them as bait. Grimmjow truly did have a one track mind. He didn�t bother to try and check either girl for bite marks. None of his Arrancar would have slept with a child. It was one of their only taboos. He wondered how long Grimmjow would be able to put with the girls before booting them out, or killing them. Or at least one of them as you only needed one for bait. If they did last long enough, he would be amused to discover what Ichigo would think of the Sexta Claiming his sisters, for if they did amuse Grimmjow long enough to reach adulthood he had no doubt they would find themselves gracing the Espada�s bed. The Sexta was well known amongst the female Numeros as being a rather active male and, unlike Nnoitra, used seduction to get them into his bed instead of force. There was no way the Sexta would be able to resist bedding Ichigo�s sisters when they came of age out of revenge, if nothing else.

Szayel was next to check on. He wasn�t too surprised to find the scientist holed up in the 12^th, which also explained why most of the Arrancar had been avoiding it. Those that got too close to the 8^th Espada tended to end up volunteering for whatever experiment he was conducting at the time. Several of the more observant Shinigami had taken shelter above the 12^th, noting the lack of Arrancar presence. He wondered if they would do so knowing the beast that lurked beneath them.

Nemu had already been Claimed before they had gathered up, the female construct doing nothing to hide the bite mark on her neck. It took him a bit longer to find Renji, the redhead was secured somewhere in the depths of the 12^th division and he was unable to find anyway to see the trapped Shinigami with his new sight as there were no windows or other such things open to the sky for him to peer through. Renji�s reiatsu spoke of it being just as strong as when they�d left the meeting though, unlike the others who�d already been Claimed, leading him to conclude that Szayel hadn�t Claimed the man yet either.

Yammy, the last of his surviving Espada, was holed up at the Kuchiki estate, currently settling down into a room to get some sleep. Moving his sight over, he found Byakuya, the noble currently gingerly getting into an outside hot spring with the help of a servant. There was no doubting Byakuya�s obviously raped state, his thighs stained red, pink and white and the large bite mark on his neck was very predominate. Bruises were already starting to form and they looked like they were going to be dark. Aizen would confess he was surprised the Taichou had survived sex with Yammy, no one had before as far as he could recall.

Three of his remaining seven Espada hadn�t Claimed their pets. That simply wouldn�t do. He would not have Taichou class Shinigami running around free in his Empire. Unohana he trusted to behave, and if he was honest with himself, Jushiro as well. But he didn�t trust Toshiro under pressure and he certainly didn�t trust Renji at all.

With a sigh, he sent out a message, informing all of his subordinates that every Taichou class Shinigami was to be Claimed by noon, or executed. With that message sent, he transferred his sight around to the others who had left the city upon their arrival, curious to see what those who had forgone the chaos were up to. They had taken dens of their own, and one choice caused a slight smirk to touch his lips at the rather intelligent decision behind it. It would seem some of the Numeros had truly been paying attention to the lessons Tousen had given on how Soul Society functioned, for one of the younger Numeros, Sementall if he recalled the name correctly, had taken over the Omaeda estate and was, even now, in the process of Claiming the only visible surviving member of that Family. While the others were in the middle of hunting and Claiming pets with physical strength, the young stallion had gone for the other true power here; wealth. He would never have stood a chance against the Espada Claiming the greater noble families, so he�d gone for a rather wealthy middle class noble family. It was a rather wise move.

It would also seem the Arrancar was attempting to be gentle with the young woman, for the girl had almost no power to speak of and would be very delicate compared to the strength of any hollow.

Much like a beautiful flower, he thought amused.

Searching the rest of the homes revealed only one other Arrancar had taken a Claim from the civilian class, at least at this point. The others had simply chosen dens and seemed content to wait for further instructions, forgoing the free for all going on behind the white walls.

Satisfied for now, he opened his real eyes and returned his sight back to the balcony and the view it offered from here. His attention also returned to the man kneeling between his legs. With a wide smirk, he tangled one fist in Gin�s silver hair and held him firmly to his crotch while he let himself shiver with release. Gin choked as his cum filled the mans� throat, a large amount going down into his stomach while the rest sprayed out the side of his mouth to stain Aizen�s crotch as he coughed.

�Tisk, tisk, That was rude of you Gin,� Aizen sighed, jerking him up by his hair and giving him a firm shake that resulted in a slight whimper of pain. �I believe you deserve a punishment for that, and I can think of just the thing,� he smirked, tearing off a small piece of Gin�s uniform before tossing him aside to land painfully on the floor. He used the scrap to clean himself before dropping the dirtied piece of cloth on the man�s face. �Let�s go visit your old Division, shall we?�
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