A walk well needed

Moeru was shocked at his initial reaction and flustered softly as he seemed to yell at him. But that soon passed. The captain instead asked him a simple question. But he could feel the eyes studying him. The captain would be able to tell if he was lying. Moeru made a simple choice, and that was to tell the truth, and not the halftruth he had told the 46. “To be honest sir, I had every intention of just bringing Nessa back home. I had thought her dead along with everyone else that knew her. But it seems… she had suffered a worse fate.”

He took a moment to sit on a nearby bench. “When she changed, I Paniced. Trying to bind her. But in that moment she broke free… and I saw the most beautiful thing ive ever seen.” He couldn’t help but remember the magisty of the cero she had fired “it was… it was pure power, pure spiritual essense and… Im ashamed to my core for wanted to do nothing more then study her… understand what she had become.” He said looking away ashamed. “Ive always had a problem with things like this. I have a need to…to understand things, its why im so well centered with Kidou. I understand it. But this…this was new sir. I understand that becoming a vizard must be truly devastating, not knowing what will happen…” the young boys eyes shimmered slightly, he may be a Shinigami, but at his heart he was still a young child trying to understand the world. “But I needed to know more, I had to…I couldn’t just leave that knowledge unknown…I doomed Nessa because of my own damn curiosity and now…” the tears finally broke the surface. “Now their going to execute her because of my mistake…Because of the damn fool I am!” Moeru gripped his uniform in his hands trying to hold back the bitter tears of self hatred.

Moeru took a moment to compose himself, what was he doing?! He was the nephew of the Soshi and a member of the Hirashi clan, yet here he was crying like a weak child. He wiped his eyes dry and listened as the captain spoke to him. Moeru looked at him as he finished speaking. “Im sorry Captain Sir, I have… You must understand better then anyone what its like to just have someone who is in your life disappear. Nessa vanished, and I had thought her dead. But seeing her in the world of the living… I was a fool for approaching her, she didn’t see me but I still pushed her from her body. I didn’t know about the Gigai, I didn’t even know what was happening to her.” He said softly.

He looked up at the captain again. “When I was relatively fresh from the academy, I was given a small squadron to lead during Aizens invasion, a simple Kidou support squad. We weren’t meant to see combat. But we were there to provide what ever support we could. But we were attacked, It was my responsibility to keep them safe but… I failed, I failed and it cost the life of all my team.” He said as he looked up at the captain. “So when Nessa disappeared… I felt like I failed again, Like I was losing more people in my life. So imagine my shock when I find her in the land of the living.” He chuckled awkwardly. After a second he answered the second question.

“I got away simply because a bigger stronger…i…I would assume vizard, given how his power felt, showed up to fight her. Im not strong, But even I could tell that he was barely exerting his power. Just him being there made my body go limp…Forgive me, captain.” He said breathing softly. As the captain asked him if he had learned something, Moerus face lit up once more with a small smile. But he was obviously containing his excitement. “O…Oh yes I did!” he held up a hand and focused his energy as a ball of spiritual energy, similar to a cero in composition appeared its inner detail being crystalline and sharp but it only seemed half formed. “I learned how to gather energy like she did, but its not… Perfect. I cant use it for more then a flash effect as of right now.” He smiled showing the captain. “Its stable in this form, and it causes crystalline growth on things it touches, weighting them down. But I cant fire it like she did.”

The kick was too fast for anyone beyond a captain themselves to stop, and even then, it would have been a hard thing to do. The world from for a moment as Moeru went flying into the air, stunned like a fish whose lake had just been dynamited. The boy fell to the ground coughing up clear liquid from his stomach. Was this the power of a Vizard, even Moeru could tell he was holding back, but that kick was otherworldly. He couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if Nessa had caught him. The captain was speaking, but it took a moment for the pain to fade enough for Moeru to hear him. He slowly raised his head shaking, his chin shiny with clear liquid.



“D…don’t think s…so lowly of me.” He vomited again from the shock of forcing himself to talk through the pain. This captain must have understood, he had to understand what it felt like to lose someone. Moeru thought back to that night, that night his squad was devastated by the Arrancar who had attacked them, and Moeru spent 2 weeks in abject terror as a captive of the enemy. It had been his own will that had helped him escape. “I’m not like him… I’m not like Aizen!” the boy said a little louder then he should have. “Everything I do, I do it so that no one else has to die!” he looked up at the captain a fire unknown to the boy burning in his gut and his eyes. Moeru forced himself to stand up, his legs shaking but he did his best to hold himself against the Energy pushing down against him. It took everything he had just to stand.



He bit his own lip hard enough to draw blood, to remind himself to stay conscious. “If we actually understood what the enemy could do we wouldn’t have to worry about losing anyone else!” Moeru stared the captain down, not daring to break eye contact in fear his will would lapse. “Ignorance in a time of war leads to nothing but ruin and death! That’s why the quincy were slaughtered! That’s why Aizen almost won! Because we don’t take the time to learn what makes them stronger.” He puked again, but helf himself up by sheer will, his eyes wavering slightly. “Aizen understood that… Aunt blood understands that! So why can’t the rest of you understand?! We hurt our own people by being ignorant!”



The boy did something foolish, his grabbed his zan out of a mixture of anger and fear. “I WONT LET ANYONE ELSE I LOVE DIE BECAUSE PEOPLE LIKE THE CENTRAL 46 AND THE CAPTAIN COMMANDER REFUSE TO STUDY OUR ENEMIES LIKE THEY STUDY US!” the boy collapsed barely able to breath, his zan clattered to the ground. The plan wooden sheath and blade sliding over to shinji from the fall. The sheath was otherwise dull, besides the small writing etched into the sheath. It read ‘To my best friend.’ The boy refused to cry however, and he simply tried to catch his breath reaching for the zan. “No one else… Will die because of me in…ignorance.” He stuttered for a moment from the pressure of the captain level Reishi. “I swore…I swore on my zan that I wouldn’t let that happen…” the boy could barely breath as he fell to his face.