How this had happened, Kukichi had no clue at all. She was four years old, throwing one of her tantrums as she often saw herself fit to do. Of course, she had no recollection of the event except for in disturbed and morbid dreams where they were awakened. "Quit screaming at me, Aya!" The trill of her voice vibrated at a high pitch as she glowered at her mother, choosing to call the woman by her first name. Her words were still somewhat unclear at such a young age, and her chest racking sobs didn't help matters with the intelligible spats.
"Don't you address me like that, you spoiled little monster. I swear they mixed my biological child up with you, I could never give birth to something so disgusting and hideous." The elder woman bore no resemblance to the child, a scowl distorting her features into complete monstrosity. "For them to exchange my beautiful girl with you!"
"Shut up! Just shut up!" The child screeched, she was sick of being ostracized. Regardless of whether or not she really was four, she was still old enough to be able to comprehend what was going on. She didn't want to listen to this woman anymore and that was clear. "You're pathetic!" Pools of red slitted in a predatory manner, homicidal tendencies rising to the surface as a single vector swiped forward. The woman couldn't see them, she knew that. And she would have loved to shut her up, but she was tired of the abuse the woman provided.
"Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall," the child spoke softly with a slight lilt to her words. The death would be slow, painful even. The invisible arms vibrated at microscopic frequencies, severing through skin and bone with great ease. The limbs began to snap with a sickening echo, tearing off and dismantling from the elder woman's body. Screams emanated from the dismembered female. Another vector shot forward, snaking towards her leg and detaching it from the victim. Aya squirmed, attempted to hop away only to be caught by the leg with another invisible arm. The limb was yanked free of its joints and sawed off. "Humpty Dumpty had a great fall," she exclaimed with child-like enthusiasm.
Kuchiki's mother gasped for breaths of air, her breathing ragged and strained. "I'm sorry -" She was cut off of her speech with her last arm severed off quickly and surely.
"All the king's horses and all the king's men," the child sang as she moved forward, "Couldn't put Humpty back together again." The four year old sneered at the other woman, ignoring the insults that she was a monster. Not worthy of the life she had been given, Aya had continued. Another swish of a vector and the elder's head toppled off and onto the ground with a crack of bone as it popped right on off.