Chapter 7 - Home
"Oh. You finally-" Urahara stopped, looking at Wilbur and Techno's cold bodies. Eyes searching for Phil before sighing. "Looks like two of them didn't make it." Tommy softly set the pig down, Ichigo doing the same.
"Is the portal open? We're kinda in a rush." Ichigo muttered, their situation didn't look good.
If anything, only Tommy would be left alive. Even if Phil had bankai, which he didn't understand how, the captain commander along with the captains could easily bring him down. So time is limited. Urahara nodded, before hesitating.
"Well, yes. But we need Phil to open it." Ah shit. Right, they needed him. Ichigo ran a hand through his hair, sighing. What can they do? Wait and hope Phil makes it here alive? Or just give up and surrender?
"We should help Phil. We should.... Do something!" Tommy shouted, gripping his sword in hand. Did it change? Wait, so his children also had zanpakuto? Ichigo had no clue as to what is going on at this point. He'll have to ask Urahara later, he probably knows.
The door slammed open to reveal Phil, who quickly slammed it shut. Breathing heavily, a heavy sense of dread and death washed over them. Making Ichigo shiver.
"Hey, I'll open it real quick then we book it. Okay Tommy?" He smiled, as Tommy nodded. Eyes wide, grip tightening on Techno.
Phil stepped forwards with confidence, looking at the unlit portal before him. He sighed, raising his scythe and shoving it in. And just like a Senkai gate, it lit up.
"What?" Tommy muttered, confused.
"No time. Come on, get through!" Phil bent down and picked up Will. Tommy nodded, hurrying up and stepping into the portal. His eyes locked with Ichigo,
"Thank you." He whispered, before Techno and him disappeared. Phil was letting out heaving breaths as he stumbled towards the portal.
"Are you okay?" Ichigo asked, the man shook his head.
"I'll be fine. Just..." His foot rested at the entrance of the portal. His eyes looking at both Urahara and him. "Thank you. I really appreciate the help. If you ever need us, just open the portal again." Ichigo scoffed,
"Nah, you don't owe us anything. Just go." Phil smiled, lifting Wilbur up as he fully stepped in. Disappearing along with Tommy and Techno.
The portal shattered at soon as he left. Leaving only Ichigo and Urahara, he sighed.
"Welp. That's that I guess." Ichigo muttered, hearing the door break down within seconds. Yamamoto walked in, cane loudly clacking on the floor. He stood there, observing the situation.
"So you let them escape?" Urahara tilted his hat, a grimace on his face.
"Of course. There's no need to kill otherworldly creatures." Kurotsuchi was not far behind the captain commander, giving a hard glare at Ichigo.
"The shinigami was a fugitive." Urahara shrugged,
"Well, he's not here anymore. And won't be back again." Yamamoto sighed, turning away from them.
"You two are responsible for helping clean up Seireitei to pay for what you've done. I'm only letting you off just because Soul Society owes you." He glanced at them, a chill sent down Ichigos spine. "Just don't do it again." He walked out, Kurotsuchi quick to move out of the way before walking up to Ichigo. Fuming.
"You useless piece of trash!" He snapped, Ichigo rolled his eyes.
"Ahhhh, get over it. It's in the past." Urahara nodded, a sly grin on his face. He couldn't help but feel that the shop keeper just wanted to cause trouble. Is he bored? Kurotsuchi huffed, walking past him.
"Well Kurosaki, looks like our job here is done." Urahara walked over to him, laying a hand on his shoulder. Ichigo shrugged it off,
"Yeah, yeah. Now I can finally be done with this crap." He muttered. Though he wondered if Techno and Wilbur are okay. While Will seemed barely alive, the pig was... Definitely dead. The hole in his chest and not a single rise of breath proved that.
"You worried about them?" Ichigo shrugged, not sure how to feel about the four.
He liked them. Tommy was like a weird version of himself. Hot headed but quick to help people and do what's right. Though a lot more chaotic. Techno was weird, maybe it's because he's a pig. But he had a passion to fight dispite his monotone voice and lack of enthusiasm. Very protective too. Wilbur, or Ghostbur as Ichigo knew him. Was nice and kind. His voice soft and always tried to keep things light hearted. Even if the situation was not. Ichigo didn't know much about Phil, except that the three were his sons and cared for him deeply. Going as far as to risk their lives for him. Maybe even for each other. The one thing Ichigo did know about him was that he constantly stunk of death dispite the warm smile and kind eyes he held.
"Yeah. I wonder if they made it fine." Urahara grinned, what is this guy planning.
"Really? Wanna go see them?" Ichigo couldn't believe this guy. So of course, with little to no hesitation, Ichigo nodded.
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"What the fuck are you two doing here?" Phil muttered, currently laying on the floor wings splayed out. He had returned to normal, scythe still laying by his side. What Ichigo hadn't expected was for Techno and Wilbur- no, Ghostbur to be completely fine. No injuries, not a single scratch. Just talking to Tommy.
"How are they fine? Weren't they, I don't know, DEAD?" Ichigo sputtered, Urahara hummed in agreement. He looked just as puzzled. They soon noticed the two, walking over to them with grins on their faces.
"Ayyyeeee... What are you doing here?" Tommy said, looking behind them for the portal. Which wasn't there. Wait, why isn't it there? Ichigo just ignored that fact.
"Better question. How are you two alive??" Techno shrugged, acting like it wasn't some big deal. Also, did his sword change? Why is it different? Oh, zanpakuto.
"As soon as we came back to our world, we finally were able to respawn. Considering your universe blocked us from our spawn point. Plus, Ghostbur is a ghost. He can't die. Though I did loose a canon life."
Ichigo had no clue as to what this pig was talking about. Respawn? Canon life? This is a thing they can just DO? Urahara seemed just as shocked, but he looked more curious. That glint in his eye made Ichigo slightly nervous. Whenever Urahara is curious, it usually ended up with ethier a weird contraption or him holed up in his lab for days. Or worst of all, experiments. At least he isn't about to be a test subject, this shit had nothing to do with him.
"You okay there Phil?" Tommy asked, looking down at his dad still splayed out on the floor.
"Oh don't mind me. I'm just... Thinking. And I'm tired."
"Yeah I have a lot of questions about you and this whole thing." Tommy muttered. "But that can wait."
Where are they in the first place? Broken walls surround them with slightly messed up terrain. What happened to this place? It looked like a mess.
"Who are you?" Ichigo froze, finding a sudden sword to his neck. Tommy jumped, while Urahara just lifted his hat to get a better look at the man. Ichigo shoved his sword away, turning to him.
It was some mask wearing dude in a green sweater. With a weird smiley face drawn upon it. Creepy.
"Im Ichigo. That's Urahara. We're just visiting." Tommy nodded,
"Yeah you green bastard!" Techno snorted in amusement. Ichigo couldn't help the grin that reached his face.
The masked man leaned against the wall, staring at him.
"Well I'm Dream, admin of this server. Tommy, I didn't whitelist these guys. We can't keep them here." Phil slowly sat up, fluffing up his wings before speaking.
"Lay off Dream. Their a special case, from a different dimension. We'll send them right back soon, don't worry." Dream glanced at Urahara, before looking between Phil and Urahara. Confused.
"Is this your long lost twin or something? What's with the similar clothes?" Phil sighed as Urahara chuckled lightly.
"No. Just leave us to handle this." Dream raised his hands in surrender, backing off.
"Alright alright. I won't do anything, maybe. But just know, if they cause any trouble I'll have to kick them out." Dream turned and started to walk away. Except he just disappeared from thin air. Ichigo stood there, perplexed.
"So, who's that?" Urahara asked, pointing a thumb to where Dream used to be.
"A bastard who owns the server. He runs the whole thing and is practically like a God." Tommy muttered something under his breath. Wow, he really didn't like him. The pure hatred that emitted from him made it obvious.
"He's not so bad. Not as bad as Eret!" Ghostbur exclaimed. Tommy shrugged, not seeming to agree.
Phil stood up, stretching his body. Ichigo could still sense the death that surrounded him. It was thick and made his stomach curl. Ichigo couldn't help but ask why.
"What's with the sense of death around you Phil?" Urahara nodded.
"That's what I've been wondering too." Phil looked at them, bending down to pick up his scythe. It reverted back to the normal netherite enchanted sword. Not a katana.
"It's a side effect of using my Bankai. Kinda makes me reek of death and all. Though I always do when I use my zanpakuto. Makes people avoid me sometimes." He chuckled, "you can tell I wasn't a very popular shinigami. People thought I'd kill them or something." Techno scoffed,
"Yeah. I would kill them." His sword also reverted back. The pig turning it around in his hands, before shrugging as it disappeared into his inventory. Tommy's seemed to do the same.
"How about this. Ichigo, Urahara." Tommy walked over to the two, placing his arms around them. "I show you around the server, like a tour guide. I'll answer all your questions and even introduce you to a few people. How does that sound?" Tommy grinned, looking a little mischievous.
"Sounds good and all.. but how the fuck will we get back?" Phil raised a hand,
"I'll open a portal for you. Don't worry, go have fun. I'm probably gonna crash for an hour or so." Phil snapped his wings open and flew off. Techno nodded, pulling out a trident before jumping out of the place. Ghostbur just disappeared. No clue how he did that. Maybe it had to do with the bottle of something he drank.
"Problem solved. Now come with me boys, I have lots to show you!"
The End
"Ayyyeeee man, do you want some drugs?" Ichigo instantly regrets his decision. Why is this Quackity guy trying to sell them drugs? And why the fuck is Urahara just buying them??
"It's for science." He argued, holding the bag of something. It had some weird brown stuff in it. Not poop though. He thinks. Though he wouldn't put it past Quackity, he seemed like the type.
"That's not an excuse- OH GOD, PUT YOUR CLOTHES BACK ON!" Tommy was laughing his ass off. Having a hay day as Quackity just randomly stripped down to his underwear. Holding up more drugs.
Ichigo hates this. God he hates this.
Philzas sword:
Name: Killza
Has two modes, pain of death and pain of loss. The pain of death is just normal, no effects given. While the pain of loss increases any pain inflicted times two. The wound will be surrounded by black that looks like soot. Slowly eating away at the body. It can only be stopped by Phil putting away his scythe, stopping it himself or cutting off the inflicted area. But don't worry, it's extremely slow. Taking years to kill it's victim.
Bankai: Angel of death.
The pain of loss is in constant effect. Along with the ability to raise the dead. Summoning anything he had killed in the past.
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