Chapter Twelve

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Lots of use of cursing. Beware. Oh, the poll will begin soon. Proabably SUPER soon.

Obligations|Twelve

Katrina

"What?" I asked astonished. "You didn't hear me? Very well then I'll say it once more. Athena Katrina Schiffer, you are my birth daughter. I am your real father." Aizen replied. No way. This couldn't be true. "So everything you've done until this point you've done knowing this? Taking me from the Soul Society by manipulation? Testing the Hogyoku on me? Allowing Gin to torture and sexually abuse me? Allowing Grimmjow to torture me? Abusing me when I was little? You're the one who killed mother?" Every single word dripped off my tongue like venom. The Arrancars around me looked shocked, almost none of them knew about any of that. "You're correct. Are you going to cry? I didn't bring you up the way I did to make you wea-" I cut him off. "You shut the fuck up, you didn't raise me period.  Captain Urahara, Lady Yoruichi, and Captain Kyoraku did! I'm not crying because I'm sad, I cry when I get pissed off. So you know what Father? Go fuck yourself. See if I ever try to be 'respectful' again. I'm going back to my cell. I'd rather have Gin torture me for days on end than look at you another second." I spat and turned around. "I'm afraid your time in that cell is up, Athena dear.  As fun as torturing respect into you sounds, your being moved to Orihime's room with her. Let's see if Ichigo tries to save you as well. Knowing Captain Hitsugaya he's either here or he asked Ichigo to do his job for him. Gin, you'll still take care of her. If she's disrespectful, take her to her cell and punish her then bring her back." Aizen commanded. No way am I calling him 'Daddy' or 'Father.' Gin only nodded, "Alright." Aizen looked quite pleased at my crying, yet displeased face. "Take her away, Gin." Gin nodded again and yanked my chains toward the entrance doors. "Master, may I ask where Orihime's chambers are?" I asked respectively. Looking back on it, its kinda hot that he asked me to call him Master. I shook my head. 'No, this isn't the time to be thinking these things.' He looked back at me. "Down the corridor farthest down to the right, there's a long hallway. You'll be staying with Orihime on the third door down." He replied coldly. "Athena, walk in front of me. I don't think its a good idea for your hands to be behind you without me being able to see them." He got behind me and bent over to whisper in my ear. "Don't want you getting away now do we?" He chuckled. I didn't know why he was being like that until I looked over. Cameras. Everywhere. No doubt they were Kaname's. "Did you know Aizen was my father, sir?" I asked. "Does it matter? I'm your Daddy." Gin chuckled as he slapped my butt. I shrieked a bit. He grabbed my shackles and pulled me to him, whispering in my ear again. "I'm sorry, Athena. I had no clue." He smirked pulling away so it looked like he had done something. I widened my eyes to make it seem true. 

We finally got to the chamber, Gin unlocked my shackles and threw me into the room. "Have fun you two. Athena, I'll be back later. Bye bye!" He waved, shutting the door and leaving me to Orihime. "W-Who are you?" Orihime stuttered as if she were scared. "Katrina Schiffer. My real name is obviously what that bastard Gin called me, but I'd prefer Katrina if you don't mind. You might've known me by another name." I smiled. "Before I explain that, I want you to know I really was your friend. I never tried to put you, Ichigo, or anyone else in danger. I did what I did to protect you, but its not going to seem so when I tell you." I walked over to the couch beside her and sat down. "You knew me by Isabella Patrova." I sighed. Her eyes widened, but nonetheless she resumed her smiling state. "I believe you, Bell- Katrina. Its nice to know someone here." She giggled. All of a sudden I heard someone knock on the door. "Come in." I called, sternly looking over at the door; only for it to be opened by Ulquiorra. "Ulqui!" I yelled as he walked in. I ran up to the younger twin, hugging his neck and almost knocking him over. "K-Katrina! What are you doing here?" He stuttered. "They moved me here."

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