Full truth of the immortal river

Chapter 12

As Team RWBY arrived on the scene, their presence injected a renewed sense of determination and unity into the dire situation. Kaito's eyes shifted to his newfound allies, surprise evident on his face as he witnessed Sanemi's return despite the injuries he had sustained earlier.

"You're still standing?" Kaito exclaimed, a mixture of astonishment and relief coloring his voice. "I thought you were incapacitated."

Sanemi smirked, his body showing signs of fatigue but his spirit unyielding. "Don't count me out just yet, pretty boy. I've survived worse than this."

The reunion was short-lived as Yumeko's voice pierced through the air, her disdain palpable. "Gyutaro, what are you waiting for? Finish them off already!"

Gyutaro's eyes narrowed, his sadistic grin widening. "Oh, don't worry, dear sister. I will relish every moment of their suffering before delivering the final blow."

Kaito's grip tightened around his swords, his resolve hardening. "We won't let you harm anyone else. We'll put an end to this madness, Gyutaro, even if it means saving you from yourself."

The battlefield became a stage for the clash of ideals, where hope stood against despair and the will to protect clashed with the thirst for destruction. Team RWBY and Kaito moved in unison, their coordinated attacks aimed at overcoming the twisted siblings before them.

Kaito's voice cut through the chaos, filled with a mixture of anger and confusion. "Gyutaro, why did you turn a woman into a Grimm? And why did you hide within Yumeko's body until she was weakened?"

Gyutaro's maniacal laughter filled the air, his eyes gleaming with twisted delight. "Ah, dear brother, you still don't understand. That woman was never our sister. She was just a pawn, a vessel for my rebirth. Yumeko willingly offered herself to me, her dark desires aligning perfectly with my own."

Kaito's brows furrowed in disbelief. "But why? Why go to such lengths? What do you gain from all of this?"

A sinister grin stretched across Gyutaro's face as he reveled in his brother's confusion. "You see, Kaito, I've always resented you. Resented your strength, your popularity, everything that came so effortlessly to you. I wanted to take everything away from you, to shatter your perfect world and leave you with nothing."

Kaito's eyes burned with a mixture of anger and sadness. "You let your jealousy consume you to this extent? How could you turn against your own family?"

Gyutaro's voice dripped with venomous delight. "Family? Family is just a word, Kaito. It means nothing to me. Power and chaos, that is all that matters. And now, I shall revel in the destruction and despair that I have wrought upon you."

Kaito's grip tightened around his swords, his heart heavy with the weight of betrayal. The battle had become more than a fight for survival; it had become a battle for the soul of his twisted brother. He could no longer afford to hold back.

With a burst of determination, Kaito lunged forward, his blades slashing through the air with unmatched speed and precision. Each strike carried with it the weight of his sorrow and the hope of redemption. He was fueled by the memories of a shattered past, the loss of innocence, and the unbreakable bond that once existed between him and his brother.

The clash between the two siblings intensified, their blades and abilities colliding in a frenzy of light and darkness. Kaito fought not only to protect those he cared for but also to bring his brother back from the depths of his own twisted desires.

Sanemi's eyes widened as he observed the purple hue spreading across Kaito's wound. He couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. "Kaito, that discoloration... What did Gyutaro do to you?"