The Initialization : Phase 003

Five years had gone by instantly and all he'd done was train and do 'missions'. Luckily for him the mob leader deemed him as too weak and ordered some of his best men to train Aizen. His 1st year in the gang was spent with him learning all different kinds of fighting style.

From Mixed Martial arts to Juujitsu and Aikido, he had somehow gained intermediate proficiency on these three styles since mostly these arts emphasize more either on speed or using the force of your enemies against themselves.

It was suited to Aizen's slim build plus most of the time, his opponents are way bigger and stronger than him. Of course he still can't beat an advanced practitioner of such styles but against your typical mobster, you can bet your life that he won't go down easily in a fist fight.

He then learned to use different types of gun upon his second year. From a pistol to a semi automatic to even long range rifles, he seems to show a talent when it comes to these weapons. Also, during this time the fifteen year old teen got promoted from just being a wing-man to a full fledged hitman. As a result, he was assigned now far more dangerous jobs.

His typical target was either an opposing yakuza member or some company head but from time to time, he also got a job of tracking down deserters. He absolutely hated disposing runaways since most of them are just girls too fed up working into the brothels.

Plus, their eyes always reminded him of his first kill.

Aizen had no issues with murder.

He would kill anyone he was ordered to, but he's not an advocate of unjust and senseless killings. He wanted to avoid meaningless slaughter if its possible. Not only physically but also mentally had he matured within these years. Long gone was the cruel tactless street brat that he once was and in its place, a cold heated person with a twisted sense of morality was born.

It's a world only for the strong in body and in mind.

It's okay to be evil as long as you never strays from your principles in life.

Unjust actions will always come back to haunt you.

It's only some of the few things that are listed on his personal moral code of ethics. You would only bring forth your own ruination if you live without a sense of morality. Aizen's senior once told him that when he was being trained as her wing-man. The young hit-man was truly grateful cause if not for her wise cracks and advice's then he would long be swallowed up by the darkness of their job.

Sadly it seems that she died on one of her solo missions but he was sure that she survived somewhere and was drinking herself to death or partying nonstop.

The then seventeen year old quickly rose in the ranks and by his 5th year into the syndicate, Aizen was already considered one of the best around the block.

- [ Aizen's Flat March 1, 2042 - 3:16 pm ] -

Currently at the moment, Aizen's apartment which has an area diameter of six tatami mats are being over-crowded by five people despite it's usual space capacity of three.

"This is one smelly and cramped Meatshop you got here Ryumanagi." Whined by a brown haired guy with a long katana that is sitting on Aizen's twin sized bed.

"Hey watch your elbows Kinoki-san! and you're sword is hitting me." Complained by the person sitting next to him.

"Buuh! Zen my friend, it's a sin not to prepare some condoms when you start an orgy party." Argued by a lecherous blond guy that's at the toilet on the far corner of the room seemingly looking for something.

"Whoa! I've found Aizen-sempai's secret stash of porn, lucky~" Cheered by a green haired girl that's sitting on the floor that took out a box of racy magazines underneath the coffee table.

"Idiot, you can't call it a secret stash if its placed where everyone can see it." Aizen calmly reasoned at the opposite side of the table then turned to look at the direction of his toilet.

"And for the last time, you won't find a fucking condom there in the bathroom Barth!! We ain't here for some grand orgy party so quit with your green jokes!"

"Who says we need a condom, we can just go vanilla all the way~"

"Bartholomew there are women in the room have you got no shame!?"

"Kinoki-san, don't drew your sword! we're already cramped as it is!"

"Siiigh, i don't care anymore~ do whatever you jerkasses want, just don't break anything in my room you shitheads. This meeting is a bust."

"Uwaah~ So you're more of a boob person eh Aizen-senpai?"

"Depends on the rack, i prefer the perky ones that's not too big."

"Ohho~ then how 'bout my boobs, do you like them?"

"Ask me in a few years more you friggin' jailbait."

"I love your boobies very much Fleur-chan, would you let me cop a feel please~"

"That's vulgar Bartholomew!! Face the wrath of thy sword for such indecency."

"Oh shut it you closet bushido pervert."

"I'M NOT A CLOSET PERVERT! Such heresy thy blunder against thou, i challen—"

"ENOUGH!!"

A booming female voice full of authority suddenly echoed in the whole room immediately silencing everyone at the moment. It came from a petite girl with a straight blond hair that is standing near the fridge. Her piercing blue eyes that seems to be able to see anyone's soul stared at each member present as if daring them to make some noise.

Nialsvein von Yuno, fifteen years old, Aizen's current wingman in training and the acting head of this so called Rebellion group consisting of all six members that are present in the room.

"Now let's resume our meeting immediately seeing as we only have a few more hours left until we had to go back into HQ." Said by the blond girl as she walked forward and sat primly at the only sofa chair in the living room. No one dared to break the sudden silence for one could almost physically touch the tension in the room.

Aizen glanced around to see if anyone has the gall to say anything but it seems that everyone is being tongue tied or didn't know what to say to break the silence. With him being the unwilling host and mastermind behind the meeting, he guessed that being the initiator was his job and raised his hands lamely as if he was a student.

"W-Well, before that Nia, may i ask why are meeting at my apartment instead?"

The girl in question just folded her arms and replied flatly. "As i said earlier on the phone, i called the usual bar and it was closed until tomorrow. The owner said that there was a surprise sanitary inspection so they had no choice but close for today."

"But why choose my apartment as replacement?"

"Cause your the one who ask for the meeting." The blonde replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

He mentally face-palm himself. He should have expected that answer since his junior trainee was the embodiment of practicality after all.

Then the blond just tilted her head in wonder.

"Plus i want to see how your flat looks like?"

Aizen sweat dropped. Nialsvein may act older than her usual age but she's still a fifteen year old girl when you think about it. There are few times when she act innocently like these subconsciously despite her rigid composure.

"Well in any case, it's about time you explain to us the reason for this meeting Ryumanagi-senpai." Aizen's wingman stated in a serious manner as if signaling everyone that the idle banter is over and its time to put their professional mask on.

Everyone luckily seemed to have get it and drew their serious faces.

"As you all may have known, I have been planning of a coup' against the Yuno Syndicated ring for years now." Aizen started with his game face on. "We started this lil' rebellion group because we all share the same sentiment that the gang have become too corrupt and a change must happen in the management or else it would just grew more evil."

He paused for a moment to collect his thoughts. Everyone has their eyes on him as they awaits for his words. Aizen may not be the groups de facto head but he was its founder so all five members has respect for him even if they didn't show it outwardly most of the time.

"I say now's the best time for us to act on our goals and strike down the corrupted leaders once and for all."

Nialsvein eyed him seriously.

"Is it because of Sayaka?" She asked with a voice laced with hard suspicion.

The black haired teen smirked. He really can't get passed anything by this perceptive trainee of his. Aizen never understood why the mob leader put his daughter under his care. He may be considered one of the best but he was too volatile. Too risky to trust like a rattlesnake. Maybe the boss wanted her to be a spy against Aizen but it backfired cause it seems that the blond girl has an agenda of her own.

Turns out she wanted to overthrow his own father and personally requested to be trained by Aizen not solely because of his skills but because he was the most candidate to rebel against the syndicate.

Hah, she truly was the bosses daughter, perhaps even more scheming than his old man but at least the girl have good morals. It was the first thing he ingrained in her—To not break your own morality and principles in hopes that Nialsvein would not end up like her father...or himself.

Of course he has morality... Although it's not good and rather twisted.

God he's such a bad influence now that he thought about it. If her father ever discovered that he introduced her into alot of 'first times' the boss would sure kill him over and over.

Not that he'd care what that fucker thinks.

But now's not the time for such sentimentality.

Aizen coughed as he showed his evil trademark grin.

"Ok listen up, here's what were going to do."

- [ A week later March 8, 2042 - 2:16 pm ] -

One after the another, several high ranking mobster in the Yuno syndicate died in some freak accident and as days passed by, so does the number of deaths accumulated. It was business as usual but when the toll surprisingly reached around double digits in no time, the boss finally got the gist that someone is clearly targeting their ranks and ordered everyone to be vigilant.

However the killings still persisted.

At first they thought that it was the workings of an opposition gang but the method the assassin used to kill is too unusual or more like, it's too clean—too polished.

It's like as if the killer knew their routines and schedules. That's when the boss got a premonition that it's more of an inside job. That someone from his ranks are killing off their own members. Well, it's not really surprising and this kind of incident had already happened before so he knew what to do as a countermeasure.

To smoke out a snake from it's hole, one must prepare a good bait for it to shed its skin and bares it's fangs.

Luckily, the boss has some vague idea on who this particular wolf that is attacking his heard as of late.

Picking up the phone on his elegant mahogany table, he called for his secretary.

"Inform Ryumanagi that i want to meet him at my office immediately."