Scared child (95)

Welp, if today proved anything to Sora, it was one simple thing—he was no longer just an average Quincy. Sure, he was born an anomaly, but today proved something to him.

Ever since his body fused with that arm, something about him had changed. He could now, for some odd reason, see the future and impart his soul into others.

His biology felt like it had changed... His control over Reishi had more than just doubled... His strength had skyrocketed, and whatever nonexistent limit that was there for him was utterly crushed.

His Reiryoku amount was growing so goddamn much.

Making his way home, he greeted his dad.

"Sora, you are home," Ryūken said in a rather detached voice.

Sora just nodded his head.

Ryūken couldn't help but notice that he could not sense Sora's Reiatsu... Well, the boy had been getting very good at hiding it, so it was good to guess he was currently in his suppressed state—which he was correct about.

Sora had been suppressing his Reiryoku... The gloves Kisuke had given him were working overtime... just like Kisuke had him working in that damn candy shop.

"Dad... what am I?"

Ryūken stood there stunned, as if not expecting this question... No, it was more like he hadn't expected this question to come so soon.

Removing the Reishi lenses he had around his eyes, Sora activated his eyes once more and allowed the black substance in his right hand to manifest.

Sora looked at his father—three pupils in his eyes, his right arm entirely black, his presence feeling... more like the ###### than anything else.

He looked like ### #### #### right now.

"Dad... I don't want to be crippled. I don't want them to steal my limbs... I am scared... I don't want to be a test subject." Tears began falling from Sora's eyes.

For some odd reason, he felt fear... Once what he was became known to the world, someone would come and rip him limb from limb... leave him in a state of limbo and have him be a puppet ruler.

He couldn't control his feelings anymore. He didn't know what he was.

No Quincy would look like this... He felt like a monster... He looked more like a monster than he did a human, especially with the butterfly wings behind him, which possessed four extra eyes, each with three extra pupils.

Sora, by human standards, looked anything but human.

"Dad... I am scared..."

Ryūken Ishida stood frozen, staring at his son. His cold, calculating mind—always sharp and precise—faltered for the first time in years. He had seen many things in his life—war, death, the slow decline of the Quincy—but nothing had prepared him for this moment.

His son... usually so proud, so outgoing... looked scared. He looked scared of what he was. He didn't look human anymore, and he was scared of that.

He wanted to suppress his power as much as possible... He did not want to be a monster anymore.

While some people would bask in the glory of such power... he was afraid. After having witnessed so many of Bob's memories, he saw what happened to someone who possessed absolute power.

He didn't want that. He didn't care if it was for the greater good—he didn't want to become what Bob became.

Sora stood before him, his body shifting between something human and something... else. The blackened arm, the extra eyes, the unnatural presence—it all screamed of something beyond Quincy understanding.

And yet, amidst all of it, the only thing the man saw... was Sora's tears.

His son was crying.

Not from pain, not from weakness—but from fear.

Fear of what he had become.

Fear of what he might lose.

Fear that he would be torn apart, dissected, and stripped of his humanity by those who would see him as nothing more than an experiment.

Sora was afraid...

Without any hesitation, the man walked closer to the boy, pulling him into a hug. It felt awkward at first since, you know, he had never hugged any of them before, but he grew used to it.

Pulling him close, he held the boy tightly.

He knew it was a bad idea... He knew it. When his dad had offered to do that to Kaede while she was pregnant, it was a bad idea.

The man, in all of his desire to have the Quincy King killed, sacrificed so much to summon a being with one eye... And used that being in order to halt Kaede's pregnancy... Kaede had been pregnant for basically two years, with her pregnancy being halted around the three-month ballpark.

He knew that messing with power they didn't understand wasn't right, yet Kaede was dying, and they needed to save both her and the child.

Ryūken remembered that man... the one who could be seen around Kaede... a Soul Reaper. The man looked and acted kind, yet Ryūken never really believed any of it.

Never trusted it...

Was this perhaps the consequence of his father's actions?

Holding Sora close, he didn't let the boy go... Even if the boy were to turn into a butterfly or a Hollow, he wouldn't care... that was still ## ###.

The boy's body shook, the butterfly wings and extra pupils vanished... as tears fell from his eyes.

He was scared.

A/N.....This hum, should make it abundantly clear what Sora is. He is still a Quincy....just a special kind.