Assassins Journey For Forgiveness

Well Ishida learns things, has his world shattered a lot, and Ywacha doesn't like whats said.

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I watched as Sado after school as he stood stoically after being sucker punched in the gut by Pschent. That's what ya get for thinking I didn't hear ya and then me mentioning it to the hormonal lady. He seemed to know it was me as well as he eyes me, slowly walking away as he tried not to open his mouth. That's what ya get for calling me an attack dog more than once when talking to Keigo.

Although I also grabbed the GED test equivalent from the office earlier. Because I seriously don't want to experience high school all over. However, I may work something out with my mother and the school to only bother with tests and homework. Although that's not as important right now as the "last" Quincy trying to intimidate me and Pschent. Looking at him, I think his name was… Ishida Uryū.

Last my Quincy, my ass. There's more of them in hiding than most know, one is the currently alive Matriarch of the Kurosaki family. Although her powers have been taken by Ywacha wanting his current host to experience loss or something, I don't pity Ichigo Kurosaki. Just Ywacha may hate my guts because I saved Ichigo's mother from Grand Fisher.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me? Or are you going to explain why two Shinigami are here at a Human highschool?"

Blinking, I looked at the teen before shrugging.

"I was forced by my mother, my wife was as well, though it seems she needed it."

"It's not my fault I never needed Human studies…."

"Yet you're married to a Human and a Shinigami, knowing not a lot about Humans unless we tell you. Like the fact Human/Shinigami men don't have knotted or barbed cocks, that's a Beast Spirit, and regular animal thing."

"Whyyyyyy would you bring that up?! I said I was sorry!"

Ishida looked at us with an impassive face, but I could see the exasperation in his eyes. I also saw some fond amusement, as he likely remembered his parents having some talks sort of like this. His muscles relax ever so slightly, good just relax kid. Which technically I'm still like eighteen, but I'm older soul wise due to going to the Soul Society and growing up there.

The funny thing is that still living Shinigami mature to their peak there, before they stop aging, as the spiritual energy there sustains their physical body. Also reinforces it to make it able to handle the increase in spiritual power and pressure. Ishida, however, didn't seem satisfied with my answer as he asked some more questions.

"Your mother forced you? Are you implying you live in the Human world? That's absurd, it'd mean you're a Shinigami created here and not in the Soul Society."

"I mean yeah, she basically did, and yeah, we live here because we're Jūki, meaning we're living Reapers. As that's what the American branch is, LIVING Shinigami because there's currently one here in Japan that's over two thousand yet is physically in his early seventies. He's married to an Ancient Wendigo, by the way. My wife is dual Beast Royalty though, as she's from the Arrow and Anubis families in Egypt. The families which have ties to Quincy Pharaoh Cleopatra and the founder of their religion regarding Anubis, the God of Death."

"Wait, I'm Royalty…? I don't… wait, no, I do… is that why that pushy Jackal kept trying to make me wear those stuffy useless clothes?"

".... Yes, dear because frankly you're a princess, and you were meeting the King of the Coyote Beasts. Just be glad he didn't mind. Otherwise, your parents could've been challenged or worse."

"... Oh…. I'm not making the kids dress in those stuffy clothes. I'll beat anyone trying to death."

"I… alright, you two aren't threats…. You resemble my parents more than the Shinigami who killed all the other Quincies."

Looking at Ishida, I looked at my wife and pressed my earpiece. Connecting to my darling assassin as I was about to risk something as fate, I feel, is trying to throw the kid a bone.

"Ishida Uryū, if I told you a dark truth about the Quincies, and why a vast majority were slaughtered. Would you not believe it or find it true? Because there's a reason why some that didn't fight a Shinigami suddenly just died due to Hollows or something."

Was I risking a lot by doing this just because of a feeling? Yes. Yes, I was. But looking at the teen, I couldn't just get over this feeling in the depths of my instincts. So, I watched as his face contorted and he nodded stiffly. Pulling on my Spirit, I manifest my two loyal guns before me in the air, surprising the young Quincy.

Then I do something that I faintly remember one Captain doing to all Zanpakutō spirits in those damaged books I once would've read in my boredom. I muttered quietly the one command my mother had told me before all Jūki use. As we're all dead soldiers of past lives and a soldier is nothing without a team or mate to raise hell with.

"Sēparātus."

I physically manifested Kūsho and Megami as their own beings with their respective weapons. The two looked at me surprised, however, as we're one person, they gave me the Military One Finger Salute, aka they flipped me off. Good old military tomfoolery when flipping someone off can be a hello or something harmless. The two took up positions around the teen guns racking with rounds entering the chambers. Looking at Pschent I could see she realized that what would be said may result in a battle. Her bestial parts showing as two clawed gauntlets with Wolverine style claws covered her hands. Ishida was growing more nervous, seeing what a simple talk may imply. However, he noticed none of the weapons were pointing at him, but all around him.

"Ishida Uryū, the Quinces follow a man known as Ywacha, the son of the Soul King. Effectively making him a Demi-God. If you don't know, the Soul King is the Lynch Pin for the fabric of reality and all life. Ywacha once upon a time, tried to kill and absorb his father leading a fearsome legion of Quincies to war with every Shinigami, Beasts, and other Spiritual Creatures that were willing to take a stance against him. It was bloody, so very bloody… so many from those recorded and unedited accounts tell just how mad for power the Demi-God and his Reich were to get the Soul King.

MANY died as Quincies and Ywacha extinguished their souls, permanently destroying them. However, the Quincies were stopped, those who didn't fight were spared. Many are still running around but in secret doing their best to purge those not worth saving. However, recently, any Quincy who lets say wouldn't be willing to serve… have had their powers mysteriously vanish abruptly. Only one person can do that, and it means their power is being used to bring him back. When, not if, when he comes back, he'll lead another Reich and attempt to absorb his father and he may succeed as everyone is still currently weakened. Some of the Spiritual entities that stood among the front lines the first war were ancient and feared beast of many mythos like the Hydra. While there are new ones to replace those that died, they're not old enough to be any help."

As I talked, we could feel the energies in the air reacting violently as gun shots and fists smacking against something resounded. Ywacha was currently trying to either take the teen's powers or do something to his mind. When an arrow that looked like a Quincy arrow had formed and fired about to strike Pschent in the stomach, fire wreathed the area violently as a certain fox came bounding out from it snarling. The spiritual arrow burning up slowly, almost reaching the fox when a Gargantua opened and clawed paw smashed into it, breaking the arrow finally. Xane landing with an eerie light to his eyes as his mask became more detailed as his fur shifted into a burning crimson blood color, his form slowly becoming that of a werewolf. Ywacha tried to make one last move, just he didn't expect one stone-faced, no-nonsense eternal resting bitch face assassin to abruptly appear with her Bankai ready.

With his current state of being and with how much energy, he just lost Ywacha paused in his intent as if to debate something. Looking at our assassin as her Captain robes fluttered, showing some rips at the seams, meaning she went overboard on speed to get here. Looking at her giant missile sized Bankai I chuckled with a grin as Ywacha withdrew his intent from trying to get the young Quincies powers. Suì-fēng's weapon returning to its base form as she sighed and eyed us all, taking note of every little detail with a glare before her eyes softened as she sighed once more.

"I thought you hated your Bankai my darling assassin."

"Mm, our Cricket does, but she shows up with it ready to maul someone or something!"

"Hey tsundere assassin~ glad you came home, there's chili at the house, I helped Lara make it!"

".... Annoyed…"

"Oh look it's the shy wife Megami! Nice to meet you. I'm Kūsho your husband's G28 Marksman Rifle."

"Hello, I'm Megami, his Colt 1911."

She looked so done with our shit as she had a twitching smile at our varied dialogue. Ishida upon seeing her show up was pretty shocked, same for Xane and Fox when they did, but he wasn't immediately resorting to violent options, he simply sighed tiredly.

"So… Ishida want to join the family? I'm pretty sure my mother would be up for adopting you, as can't let a teen like you become all moody by being alone. Just, you'd be dealing with kids soon as well."

"I… What…. I give up just take me with you and let's talk about it… and this all, please"