Obey your master

Ch. 0

Sharp teeth.

The sun was setting down as the ship sailed seawards. The sky was painted in a deep orange color and the big crimson disk was getting eaten by the silver and orange water. The wind was blowing gently ruffling his long hair. They had a nice day with beautiful weather, but you never know what might happen at night. He knew that they had to be vigilant. He was the captain of the ship and he knew very well how the sea worked even tough he was still young, but he was smart. That's why he was the captain even tough society hated him. And of course, he was rich.
He went in a patrol again and then retreated in his cabin to rest a little. When he entered his room he didn't miss the chance to sit at his little round table, started to drink his tea. He was ridden by thoughts.

When he was small he wanted to be a sailor, but his parents didn't let him since that job was going to ruin his image. They were rich and he had to be impeccable. No doubt he hated everyone around him and everyone hated him. They said he was strange and everyone would have killed him any moment, but he was rich, and no one has the courage to do it. He could see ghosts, that's why. He could touch them, talk to them. When he was little he couldn't distinguish real people from ghosts. His step mother hated him, but she couldn't say anything because she loved his father. His real mother died when he was born so he never met her. But everyone said that they looked exactly the same. He didn't know if it was true, but it had to. He didn't look a bit like his father.

"Captain" a man said with a worried voice interrupting the captain's thoughts.

"Yes, come in." he said with a calm voice and the man entered. "What is it, Hisagi?"

"Something isn't right outside. The crew is scared. They say that we entered in a dangerous spot. It's called The Crimson Spot."

"What's that? I've never heard of it." He replied keeping his voice calm as usual.

"You don't know what The Crimson Spot is?" Hisagi Shuuhei said with a surprised voice. "Well, it's said that in this part of sea there's a Ghost Ship…" he said and stopped. Hisagi knew that his captain could see ghosts and he felt a bit awkward. "It's said that it's crew has no human beings, but I'm not sure what they are. But they only appear if it's a foggy night and only here. The legend says that no one comes back and the water here is always red. It's said that its crew is a damned one, that they haunt every night this spot searching for somebody to complete their crew. But it seems that they never found the right person. So they wait here. The legend is long and very well-known among sailors, I'm surprised you don't know about it. I guess it's because of your…hmmm… talent. That's why you never listened to it, right?" Shuuhei explained.

"Maybe." The captain said closing his eyes. "And…? What's the problem?"

"It's a foggy night…It's said that no one could escape from this fog." He said scratching his head with one of his long fingers.

"This is stupid. I don't believe in such things" he said and it was true.

He could see ghosts but he didn't believe in haunted ships. He followed Hisagi and saw his crew standing astonished. A dense fog sunk their ship in darkness. There was no moon and all their lamps were off. He didn't know if his crew was still alive or if they have just died astonished like that. Something was odd, indeed, he could feel it too. But it wasn't something ghost related.

What he felt was panic at first, but then he felt the sorrow and the loneliness of a damned person.

"There's no salvation. No matter how much you try, you know" he said without thinking. "Only death. That's why you hunt every night, to ease your full of guilt minds, to forget what happened, to revenge your dead souls. How pitiful. But I understand. If I could I would have killed all the trash in this world. But I can't." he continued ignoring that his crew might have heard what he said.

A strange voice started to sing somewhere in the fog and the captain moved through the dense fog, but he couldn't see anyone. It was a man's voice, a very sensual one, but in the same time it was imposing. It was calling out to him. The monster called him, the monster wanted him. Did the others hear that mesmerizing voice? If they could hear it they didn't move. But his legs were moving forward without his will. But as much as he moved forward he discovered he could see better. And soon he saw a ship near their. It had ragged black sails. Was it a pirate's ship? He would like to be so, but he felt it. That cold shiver, the announcement that something from the underworld was near. Even the voice had something unnatural in it. It sounded like a spell of dark magic, though he didn't believe in those things.

While he was staring at the mysterious ship someone started to walk behind him. He wanted to turn but he couldn't. It was like some huge power constrained him not to it. The curious thing was that in all that time he didn't even feel afraid. He was just as calm as always.

The person stopped and the captain could feel his cold and dead breath on his backhead, he could feel his strange power. It wasn't a ghost, but he didn't know what it was. It puffed then disappeared from his back. What the captain could remember was that in the next few seconds his crew was shouting desperately and that he could see with a corner of his eye some sailors trying to escape, but in vain. What hunted them was too fast for them. That thing sliced them before they even realized that someone dangerous was beside them. Blood was everywhere and the mysterious being was laughing hysterically like it was enjoying it. Soon it stopped.
The thing came near the captain, but the captain didn't move. He started to be afraid, but he was curious in the same time.

"Come with us, Ulquiorra, and ya'll never be sliced like this. Complete our incomplete crew 'n' allow us to move forward. I'm tired of this spot. We are here since 1400. Two thousands years, two thousands! I'm bored like hell of this world and ya too. Come, let's crush the world down, together." The being said grabbing the raven haired captain's chin with his cold fingers. "Say, will ya join us? Will ya die like those idiots? It would be such a waste. Ya are so pretty, but well, I can't force ya. You, my friend, can feel our power, right? You heard the song, right?" it said with a low tempting voice alluring the young captain.

Until that day he always avoided ghosts, hated them, but at that time he felt charmed by that being, he felt his own blood boiling in his veins, his heart was beating fast.

"Yes" he murmured.

"Yes what?" the being taunted Ulquiorra.

"I want to be one of you." He said calmly looking into the being's blue eyes.

The being grinned at the raven haired captain and moved his hand from Ulquiorra's chin and placing his long fingers on the pale neck. He had long nails, just like a beast. Ulquiorra raised his hand to stop the being from touching him. He didn't like being touched by the others.

"But ya know, there's a price that must be payed if ya want to come with us." the being said with a mysterious voice.

"Money isn't a problem for me" the captain said closing his eyes. "How much do you want?"

"Oh, no. We don't want money. If we want money, we steal it, it's funnier that way." the being continued with a grin on his face, his blue eyes almost glowing.

"Then...what do you want?" the captain said deep in thought. What could they possibly want other than money?

"Nothing more than your soul, boy!" he whispered in Ulquiorra's ear, pushing away the onyx hair sending shivers down Ulquiorra's spine. "What do you say? Will you come?" the being purred in his ear.

Ulquiorra froze. He could not move as if he was caught in the being spell. He didn't even push the being away. But how was he going to respond to that? His soul? They wanted his soul? What did that meant? Were they going to eat him alive? Or were they going to disect him?

"So?" the being said impatiently.

"I-I... don't...know..." the captain said with a lost look on his face.

The being stopped his grinning and grabbed Ulquiorra throwing him on his shoulder just like a sack full of potatoes. Captain Ulquiorra tried to fight back, punching the being on his back, trying to release himself, but in vain. The being had power. He complained, he shouted as loud as he could but the being didn't let go.

The being jumped in the air and the raven haired went silent. Nice breeze was ruffling their hair as the being was advanced in night. Ulquiorra will never forget that moment. He was looking below them at the moon's reflection in the water, the air was cooling his body as the being walk in the air. They were somehow flying. He felt so free...