Assassins Journey For Forgiveness

It has been a few months after I got my weapons and risked becoming a hollow, all I can say is… BEING A KID SUCKS! Like fucking shit people are too much, I've nearly murdered a few handsy women and men for touching my face and smacking my back. Sighing, I walked with my mom in the night with Kūsho, my G28 in my hands as we patrol the neighborhood for any hollows after a neighbor got marked.

As we wandered around, I saw something off in a park not too far off, looking through Kūsho's scope. I spot something and my eyes narrow a little at the sight that is happening through my scope. A kid a little older than me with orange spiky hair is looking down at the face of an angler fish looking hollow. When it is about to eat the boy, a woman with similar hair arrives and is about to get bit by the hollow, calming my breath I aim.

The ugly bastard's head is in my crosshairs as I switch to semi-auto burst on Kūsho, and fire as it bites the woman's arm. Two shots drill the bastard in the right eye while the third shot is a grazing shot leaving a mark on the mask edge causing its head to fling back from the surprise. My mom looks at me and notices the situation as well but leaves it to me, the woman grabs her son and is about to run. When that big fucker whip lashed its head and tongue back at her to catch her, so I shot its tongue off.

As the woman leaves, the hollow vanishes as a duo of black kimono-wearing people with swords at their waist appear. Seeing the hollow escape, my mother and I make ourselves scarce as well to avoid the hollows and those black kimono people, as they're not the friendliest people. While we make our way home, my mother shoots her python magnum at one of our neighbors, splattering hollow mask fragments across a lamp post.

Eh a Parasite Hollow got them sucks but that's life here. Shrugging, we continued on our way to eat dinner together, both of us not much for being talkative tonight. As we entered our home a woman was waiting for us, she was one of those black kimonos, but she looked a bit different.

She gave off more of the feeling of a playful cat for one while being the first tanned looking of the bunch we've seen. As she saw us, she smiled and waved a hand as she spoke, as if talking to old friends, her actions holding no obvious carelessness for a chance to attack. My mother, seeing the woman, pointed her gun at the lady giving off the feeling of a mischievous cat.

"Commander Yoruichi, what are you doing here? I thought we were never going to see each other again."

"Hello again, American branch head, Lara, I see you've retired and even had a son! Haha! You've gotten old, huh?"

"What do you want?"

"You're no fun, you know? But to answer your question, I'm here to recruit you both. The old man wants you both to join Gotei 13 given your unique weapons as Soul Reapers. So shall we do this the hard way or peacefully, Lara?"

Interrupting the two older women, I ask something while looking dumbly at the tanned woman who my mother called Yoruichi. Getting a chuckle from her and oddly enough a ghostly chuckle from her sword made me even more confused.

"Are you a cat? Cause you feel like a cat trying to mess with us, so please explain, cat lady."

While I should know who the woman is, I don't because I read this universes' manga during the war, and everything. My question didn't go unanswered, though, as the woman smiled coyly and disappeared from sight, making me confused. Next thing I knew there was something soft and fuzzy on my head, looking up I saw a black cat. The cat smiled very smugly down at me as I slung Kūsho over my right shoulder and reached up, picking her up.

Looking at the lady now cat before me in my hands, I give her some ear scritches because the cat is cute. Screw it even though it's a lady, it's a cute kitty. Kitties get scritches and boxes while dogs get bones and squirrels to chase, that's just the rules. Yoruichi was surprised momentarily as I scratched behind her ears, electing some purring from her. Eventually, she scratched my face and jumped out of my hands before turning back to a person again. She looked at me confused as she smacked the sword on her waist, as if to silence it. Before she can say anything, I speak up in my defense.

"You were a cat, I find animals cute, and given I had a black cat looking at me all smug and cute. I just had to give some scratches. It's the rule of being affectionate with cute things, you spoil them with something they like."

"Lara, your son is weird."

"Given we're both killers reincarnated, that's a compliment, Yoruichi."

"He's still weird since he's the fourth person to pet me like that after knowing I turned into a cat. The other three I violently attacked because they were still being perverted with me regardless of my form."

"So? He's right, you are cute as a cat, and those people are just really after your clan's power, you know. So maul them all you want little kitty, no one really cares I'd imagine, right?"

"Anyway, are you coming with me or not?"

Before my mother could respond, I spoke up, surprising my mother a bit while Yoruichi chuckled. My motives were pure and direct as I saw a cattail. I was tempted to pet the woman before me some more. Because I want a cat since my mother doesn't let me have a pet given our circumstances, and I will make it my daily ritual to pet the cat before me!

"Sure I'll go, but my mother should stay, she is a good help in the human world against the Hollows. But I want to work with the kitty because I want to pet you honestly, never had a pet, so I'll take the next best thing I see. No perverted feelings, just a man wanting to pet a cute kitty and shoot shit."

"Will you allow it, Lara? I'll bring him back occasionally to visit since you seem so hesitant. Plus he sadly has a point, you are a great help in the human world instead of the society given how clear this area is."

Sighing, my mother agreed, so I left after grabbing Yoruichi's forearm and both of us disappearing through something. As we traveled through what seemed like a wormhole between dimensions, something a scientist in my old world died trying to recreate. When we stepped out of it, we stepped inside some control-like looking room? Various types of black kimono people were milling about studying various machines, some very old looking machines.

While I held onto Yoruichi and let her guide me to our destination, she turned into a cat when I asked to pet her. So I walked through the place called the Soul Society with a black cat guiding me to some old man called Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. That's a mouth full, so I'll just call him grandpa Yamamoto, regardless of what happens because of fuck that long name.

Yoruichi, hearing me say my plan she was silent before laughing as her cat form. She rolled about in my arms, flailing her legs. She was dying of laughter and enjoying how carefree I am, which I don't know if that's good or bad. It took a while for her to correctly guide me while laughing and everything, but we eventually came upon an office door that I was instructed to knock on.

"Come in young man, Captain Yoruichi, we have much to discuss."

Entering the room with Yoruichi still in my arms as I pet her, I came face to face with a man so wrinkly that I was stunned. Looking at him a bit longer, I eventually spat out my greeting with the two people watching me.

"Hi grandpa Yamamoto, I'm Zero Carrion! I like guns and assassination, how about you? Also, I feel I'm being laughed at and glared at, the glare is very fiery but soft? I've been out of the assassin and spec ops game since I died and reincarnated, so I may be hallucinating."

The old man laughed while stroking his long white beard while smirking at me, Yoruichi was grinning at me seeing that I went through with it. I didn't wait long for the old man to speak up, as he stroked his beard and looked at me with that smirk. His cane pointed at me suddenly as he spoke to me, and Yoruichi had turned back into a human at some point. She was also pointing her sword at me.

"Young man, you are interesting. Your family has a strange ability regarding past lives, so I am not surprised much regarding your statements. While none of the branches of the Soul Society can explain your circumstances clearly. But I am surprised you can feel or hear the voices of a Zanpakutō by relying on your experiences before becoming so young. Regarding your question, though, the gaze you may've felt is my zanpakutō Ryūjin Jakka, my old friend and partner."

"While you've been making my Raijū, laugh her ass off by you being strange with petting me, kid."

"Okay, so what is the Zanpakutō? Because I know my guns are a part of my soul but are the Zanpakutōs the same?"

Yamamoto spoke up while chuckling as his cane still pointed at Zero, while Yoruichi put hers away and hid it on her person. Yoruichi chuckled while she watched me and the old man interact with each other, while I tilted my head at him with some confusion.

"Yes, they are ourselves, an extension of ourselves that has deep connections to us. Much like your guns, but we first have to bond with and make our Zanpakutō ours in order to use them. While your guns were already in their Asauchi forms, in the form of your memories. Then, when your family's peculiar phenomenon happens, they materialize as your own type of Zanpakutō."

"Hm, that makes sense, as I did use these two types daily at times before I died previously. That would also explain the giant reminder of how I died in my soul realm that felt like it was talking to me."

Nodding his head, Yamamoto looked to Yoruichi before looking back at me as he withdrew his cane. Setting it against his desk as he put his elbows on his desk and folded both hands together with his chin resting on them. He looked at me closely and slowly spoke while giving off some pressure weighing down onto my body. That made me almost instinctively shoot him with Megami as my right hand moved to draw her from the holster on my thigh. My pupils were shrinking as I stared at the old man down studying him as he spoke to me, my hand hovering over Megami.

"Now young man onto business on why I wanted you to come here. I wish for someone of your peculiar type to join the Gotei 13. Your guns are something that can provide both close and long-range support or assassination given the circumstance. So I shall only ask you once, WILL YOU JOIN?"

"Sure but I want to work for the kitty, better affinity given my past life's main deal."

"That is fine young man, although you should know that time moves a little differently here. So expect by the time you leave to see your mother, when you're allowed to leave, that you should be a bit older."

With our little talk down Yamamoto stopped giving off his pressure and waved us both off with a smirk. Following Yoruichi as I walked backwards keeping an eye on grandpa Yamamoto I only turned around after the door closed. Seeing Yoruichi smirking at my cautiousness of the old man made me learn that I passed his test of sorts. Soon after following Yoruichi throughout the Gotei 13, I met various soul reapers, although one named Aizen tried touching me, my body automatically jerked back and out of his reach. My eyes dilated as I stared at him and quickly left, causing Yoruichi to chase after me in confusion.

"KID! Why did you run from Aizen?!"

"Because I felt a deep distrust for him upon seeing his smile, and his attitude... It just made me not want to be near him as if I'll be forced to fight or die. Megami and Kūsho also mentioned something about someone trying to alter my views of them. So I had to leave as I trust my guns and instincts more than the opinions of others."

"You'll be one of a handful of kid to raise, you know?"

"I know, mom said she wished I was normal and not merged with my past life so early. So I don't act like a kid much really, which I'm not sorry for."