Rebelling Against God

Cut Throat to the Death
Akujin moved swiftly, snatching his Zanpakutō on its hilt and drawing it in one fluid movement. His sudden, seemingly erratic, movements drew the attention of all that had gathered.

"I'll take the captains, Aizen-sama." Akujin declared.

"Leaving me only with the Head Captain, Tadoku-kun?" Aizen replied, "How greedy."

"My apologizes, Aizen-sama." Akujin said sarcastically, chuckling as he did so.

In that instant, Akujin leaped forward, dropping down into the Seireitei below. Shinji turned his head to see Unohana's reaction. His eyes widened at what he saw. Unohana and Aizen had locked eyes, but the look in her eyes wasn't the motherly look he was used to seeing in the elder captain's eyes. Unohana's eyes had a murderous glare to them, devoid of all care and emotion. In that moment, it seemed to Shinji that he had taken a peak into the heart of a demon who wanted nothing more than carnage. Certainly not the Unohana that he was used to.

"Go, all of you." she suddenly commanded, her voice rough and hoarse. "I will handle this criminal. This Aizen Sōsuke."

The other captains hesitated at first, but no one ever questioned Unohana; especially in the state she was in at the moment. With one last look in her direction, Shinji turned and disappeared with Shunpo. Within a few moments, the other captains followed suit, joining Shinji in hot pursuit of Akujin. Meanwhile, Unohana continued to stare down her foe, who returned her glare.

"That look in your eyes, and that tone." Aizen began. "Am I to take this as threatening, Unohana-sōtaichō?"

Slowly, but purposely, Unohana reached up and began to undo the braid that lie across her torso, "Perhaps." she replied, ice laced in her voice.

Aizen narrowed his eyes, "Do you truly intend to fight me? You are already caught within my Kyōka Suigetsu. The advantage belongs solely to me."

With a flick, Unohana freed her hair from the braid, causing it to flutter violently in the wind, revealing a small scar on her chest, "I will show you that your Kyōka Suigetsu holds no means in a battle against me." she hissed.

"So this is it then?" Aizen continued, "The feared demon of Soul Society? First Kenpachi, Unohana Yachiru?"

He chuckled, "I know all about your past, Unohana-sōtaichō."

Unohana glanced up, her hair temporarily outlining her face, revealing a crazed, murderous look in her eyes, "How unfortunate. That you do not retreat, that is. I'm afraid that as long as those arrogant eyes of yours look upon me, my sword will cry out to taste your blood." she hissed once again, her voice becoming raspy, much like that of a demon.

Aizen opened his mouth to quip a response, but was unable. With a movement faster than he could follow, Unohana swooped down, like a creature of the night, fresh out of hell, sweeping in to catch it's prey. Aizen couldn't even see her draw her blade, the weapon of her blood lust, before she began to swing down upon him. It was due to pure instinct that he drew his sword fast enough, the sound of clashing metal reverberating off of the debris of the First Division's barracks, as the two leaders clashed blades.

And so their conflict began...