Grimmjow Story part 1

Your hand traced the curvatures of his body, in every indent, across every ridge. You closed your eyes, taking it all in. His scent, his breath on your skin….

“UWAH!” you said, opening your eyes abruptly to stare at your ceiling. “What… Ah! Just another dream. Gosh dang it…” you said you yourself.

“Shaddup, you loser.” Arina mumbled, rolling over in her bed.

“You shut up! Just because you’re my roommate doesn’t mean you can order me around!”

“I can if you’re keeping me up, dillweed. Go to sleep.”

“Sorry…” you trailed off. You took hold of your little fuzzy pillow, shaped like a penguin, which lit up and changed colors if you pushed a button on his belly. You pushed the button and watched the colors. Staring at them, you dozed off.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

“M—Monday?!” you yelled, looking at your watch, “How can it be MONDAY?”

“If you go to church on Sundays, you know when Mondays are, Raine.” Arina yelled, walking out the door. “Hurry up or you’re goona be late for work.”

“I’m not religious, retard!” you yelled, but she had already slammed the door. “Bitch….” You said in a huff while getting out of bed. “I really am going to be late…”

You quickly got up, put on some clothes, swiped on some makeup, and hurried out the door. Looking at your watch, you realized that you were already late, even if you didn’t take a shower. “God damn!” you yelled, earning a scowl from the mailman.

You started to run, keeping your head down to avoid being recognized. It would be rather troublesome if somebody you knew recognized you and stopped to chat. You ran into the street, paying no attention.

You felt an impact and in an instant looked over at a man in a silver Volvo, staring in shock at you. The next thing you knew you were flying through the air with a tremendous pain running through your torso, and you landed on the windshield of a semi truck. The man driving looked terrified, and you noticed blood spattered all over the place. You noticed that the blood was your own, and you felt pain erupt in your chest.

Tears filled your eyes as you watched the man in the truck get out of the truck and saw him calling somebody on his cell phone.

You tried to speak, to ask him to please help you down, but blood filled your mouth.
You saw that there was a piece of broken glass sitting next to you, and with looking at it, you realized that your pain was so immense, that you wanted to die. You struggled to grab the piece of jagged glass from the windshield of this truck, and you brought your hand which held the glass to rest over your heart. You took a deep breath, and then with as much strength as you could muster, you plunged your weapon into your body.

You gasped, surprised at how much more pain this caused, and you rolled over to stare at the sky. A cloud passed by that looked like a rabbit, you noted, and then you closed your eyes, listening to the sirens of the ambulance that was coming to rescue you. You smiled, thinking that their effort was pointless. You were ready to give up.

All of a sudden, you got a flash of memory, you bumping into the kid from your Thursday morning class. Your pain increased dramatically as you thought of how you would never actually feel the touch of his skin.

You opened your eyes but kept your smile, and started to cry. You could no longer breathe, and so crying was difficult. You knew your time was up. Your body shuddered and your life escaped you.


~*~*~*~*~*~*~

You woke up to the night, and you were standing on the porch of somebody’s house. “What…?” you said, looking at yourself. “Am I…?” You saw a chain protruding from your chest, leading into the house. “What the fuck?” you said, tugging at the chain. It caused you the same pain you had experienced just a short while ago. “Shit!” you cursed, and stopped pulling.

The door opened behind you, and you saw the guy from Thursday morning class standing at the door, looking troubled.

“Oh, um hi….” You said, blushing and looking at your feet. The boy walked right past you without acknowledging you. “H—Hey!” you said, but he didn’t look back. **Why is he ignoring me?!** You thought, turning to run after him. You went two steps before your chain ran out and it caused you more pain. “AUGH!” You cried out, but he didn’t look. And then it hit you: He couldn’t see you. Because you were dead. You started to cry and sat down on the steps of the porch.

“Why? Why did I do it? I could have been saved…” your tears came faster, falling off your cheeks and into your lap. You suddenly got angry. “Why didn’t they stop me?!?!” your cheeks flamed. “WHY?!?!?” you picked up the chair sitting next to you and threw it. “AUUGGGHHH!!!!!!!” you grasped the chain and ripped it from your chest.

A white substance flew in front of your face and you could feel your body changing. Into what, you did not know. You had a sudden urge to kill.

The chain had been freed from your chest, and you ran after the boy. “HEY BITCH! LOOKIE HERE!!!!!” you yelled, swiping at his back as soon as you had caught up to him. He fell over, looking confused. You ripped his heart from his chest and threw it to the ground. “WHAT NOW?!?” his soul appeared beside him, and you instinctively ate it. It tasted pretty good.

You started to run, and noticed you were much taller than you had been before, and that there was a distinction between souls and living people. You devoured the souls as they came, tasty little snacks. And then you felt a calling.

“What?” you said aloud, and then you saw a rip opening before you. You felt the urge to enter this rip, and so you did. You walked through and came out on the other side, which looked barren. A few creepy looking beings came up to you.

You looked at them, and felt like testing your powers. You lifted a claw, and you slashed through one of these beings. You promptly ate him. You did the same to the others, and felt exhilarated. “What is this feeling?” you questioned. You went off to find more.

You did this ritual many times over, eventually learning things from these creatures. You found out that they – you – were called hollows. And that by eating many souls and other hollows, you would get to be more powerful. And so you did.

By continuing to eat Hollows, you became a Menos Grande, a Gillian. You were a master Gillian, though, and you realized this could bring you to a higher power. And power, you realized, was exactly was you lusted for. You liked to keep out of the human world except to feast on souls once in a while, however, because you felt a strong urge to kill somebody there, but you couldn’t remember who.

Eventually, you progressed to an Adjuchas, and you now often visited the human world, killing and feasting. You also feasted in the hollow world.

As you ran around killing hollows, you actually made a few ‘friends’. Mainly just hollows you wouldn’t eat. You were the most powerful of them, and they didn’t want to be murdered, so they respected you openly.

And so, one day you ran into a Vasto Lorde.

“Adjuchas, move out of my way.” The Vasto Lorde commanded. You didn’t budge, staring at his odd pink hair. “I said, MOVE.” He grabbed at his sword.

“Wait.” You said, holding up a hand. “Why do you have a sword of the shinigami?”

“Fool!” the pink haired man said. “I am an Arrancar. Have you not seen my type before? The great Lord Aizen changes us hollow into half shinigami and we become stronger. I will kill you to show how powerful I entirely am.”

You moved away before he made his move. **Even more powerful than a Vasto Lorde? I must have it!** you thought, running off to your cave that you called home.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Few days later, you ate yet another soul, and felt yourself change. The process was painful, just as painful as that last day of your life. You watched as your body shrunk, and you became human-sized one more time. You had not seen yourself in many a year, but you could tell you looked good, once again. You set out to hunt, mostly because you were hungry and knew every hollow would make you stronger, but also because you needed a little bit of information….

You found your information in the form of an Adjuchas. “Adjuchas!” you yelled at him.

“Yes?” he asked, obviously not wanting to be slain.

“Would you happen to know where this Aizen resides?”

“Yes. In Las Noches.”

“And that would be where?”

“And what’s in it for me?”

“I won’t kill you.”

“It’s over in that direction. Huge white building.”

“Right. Cero.” You killed the Adjuchas and ate his remains, and then headed off to Las Noches.

You got to the huge gates with not confrontations, and so you knocked. The doors opened.

“How accommodating.” You said aloud, and walked right in. You heard somebody land behind you, and saw somebody land in front of you. “Wh—” you were cut off, and the person behind you had pushed the pressure points on the back of your neck and made you pass out.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

You woke up in a white room, with no decoration except a table and a couch, which you were sleeping on.

The door opened and a man with black hair and half a helmet said, “Aizen-sama is ready to see you.”

“Right.” You said, and got up. You passed the man in the doorway, who was rather good-looking. You allowed him to walk ahead of you and lead the way.

He led you to a large, dark room with a stone and a man sitting in the middle. “A shinigami?” you said.

“Yes.” The shinigami said. “I am Souske Aizen. Nice to meet you, Raine-Sama. Please, if you would kneel.” At first you were confused, and so you didn’t kneel. Why would a shinigami tell you to kneel? You suddenly felt a force, and you quickly noticed it was his spiritual pressure. It was so STRONG, though. You knelt. You looked down for the first time since you woke up and noticed your body was covered in bindings. You then looked back up at the man. He smiled, and then he spoke, and the stone gave off a tremendous power. You gazed at the stone greedily, and then you felt more powerful yourself. Your bindings broke, and your body was exposed to every person in this room, which you realized was all men save for one woman. And, you noted, one of the men was the Pink-haired guy who told you about Arrancar.

“Ulquiorra, please fetch her clothing.” Aizen commanded.

“Yes, sir.”  He said, and he left the room. You sat there on the floor, exposed for a few moments, until he returned with your garments. You grabbed them and quickly put them on.

“Um, thank you.” You said, not knowing his status.

“There is no need for thanks. Aizen-sama ordered it and so I complied.”

You looked at him again and noticed his expression never changed. The first thought that popped into your head was, “Robot?”

Your thoughts were disrupted by Aizen. “Raine-sama, you must feel more powerful already.”

“Yes.” You answered simply, flexing your hand.

“You will need to be informed of what we are attempting to do here. We will have a meeting shortly in the meeting room. Halibel-san will accompany you and show you to where you will be staying.”

You looked around to see who stepped forward, and it was the only woman, whom you had noticed before. “Come.” She commanded, and her tone of voice demanded respect. You followed her.

You walked in silence down the hallway you had just come, but unlike you had expected, you passed the room you had been in not 10 minutes before. You kept on walking and took a few turns until you reached a grand hallway. You walked until you reached the 4th doorway on the left, and then she opened the door.

In this room, there were wall decorations, a big table, a bed, a couch, and many other luxuries. “This is your room.” She announced.

“Wow.” You muttered.

“Now that you have been shown, I will need to take you back to the meeting room. Please follow me.” And so you followed her back down the hallway, through the twists and turns, and past the room where you had been created.

“Tell me, what is the date today?” you asked her.

“The second of July. Why do you ask?” she replied.

“Today is the day I was officially born. I say today is my birthday.”

“Alright.”

You walked on in silence for the rest of the way. You reached the meeting room’s door and pushed it open to find all of the people who were standing in the room while you were made into an Arrancar. They were sitting at a long rectangular table, with nobody witting on the close end, but Aizen sitting on the far end. There was en empty chair on the side of the table, and Halibel took it. You decided to stand, even though there was an empty chair at your end of the table.

“Please, sit.” Aizen commanded, and you did, already having experienced his power. “Now, I would like you to firstly meet my Espada, the top ten strongest in all of Hueco Mundo. Introduce yourselves.”

They went around the table. There was the man who had led you to the room you’d been created in, whose name was Ulquiorra. Then there was Halibel, who had showed you your room, and the pink-haired man, whose name you found out was Szayel. There were also Yammi, a big guy, Arrionero, a creepy guy, Barragan, an old guy, Stark, a sleepy guy, Noitora, a tall guy, Zommari, a black guy, and Grimmjow. Grimmjow caught your attention, though.

His blue hair was pretty weird, and that was just for starters. He also looked extremely unenthused to be there, unlike the others who looked serious and respectful. A thought crossed your mind that you had to be careful of him.

You were then debriefed about what Aizen’s mission was, and then you were told your rank.

“You will be number 12, but only if you can defeat our current 12.” You grinned at the challenge.

“Please, lead me to him.” You said.

“He’s right here.” Aizen said.

You looked around, and then sensed his spiritual pressure. He was right behind you. You unsheathed your sword almost naturally, and you swung behind you. The man looked confused, and then from his elbow down on his right arm fell off. He screamed loudly, and you stabbed him in the stomach before he could respond. He lifted his sword and then fell to the ground, the life stabbed out of him.

“That was 12? Is he mentally handicapped or something?” you said, turning back around to look at Aizen.

“You’ll become an Espada before long, as I had hoped. Our meeting has ended.”

Everybody stood up, and two men emerged from the shadows. One wore a stupid smirk on his face, the other a stupid visor. Halibel was walking past, and you had already spoken to her so you felt a little bit comfortable about her. “Who are they…?”

“Them? They are Aizen-sama’s lieutenants, Ichimaru Gin-san and Kaname Tousen-san. Ichimaru-san is the one with the silver hair; Tousen is the one with black skin.”

“Thanks.” You said, and she left. You looked around and the room was empty, so you left through the doors.

You went out into the corridor, which was already empty. You started on the way back to your room. On the way, you got lost. You turned a corner to find Noitora standing there.

“Hey, little Queen-sama.” He said.

“You know the meaning of my name?”

“Of course.” He grinned. “So what’re you doing here?”

“Attempting to find my room, actually.”

“I could help ya with that…. For a price, of course.”

“Oh great.” You said, you voice lined with sarcasm. “What’s the price?”

“A kiss.” His smile got bigger.

You sighed. What was up with this guy? “Fine.” You answered. “But you have to take me to my room first.”

“Nah, I want my kiss first.” You looked up at him.

“You’re being serious?”

“Dead serious.”

“Alright, then, I forfeit. Kiss me.” You closed your eyes, waiting for his kiss. His lips crashed against yours a bit harder that you would have liked, and you tried you pull your head back, but his hand was already behind your head, his other arm around your waist.

You sighed yet again. What the fuck was this? Your first day and you were already going to be raped. His tongue touched your lips, but you refused to open them. He forced them open and he pressed his body against yours. You bit his lip, not too hard, but as a warning. This guy was more powerful than you and you knew it. You loved power, but weren’t dumb enough to get somebody more powerful pissed off at you.

He didn’t back out, he just pushed you against the wall. You could barely breathe anymore. “Mairph.” You mumbled, and he somehow understood this for “air” and he pulled away. You took a large breath, and looked at him. “That wasn’t a kiss, jackass, that was a mouth rape.”

“Hah hah, what could you expect? You room is two doors down from here, by the way.” He smiled again. This guy kind of pissed you off, because he was a bastard, but you liked his personality.

“Right, you fucking homo.” You smiled to show you were joking. He looked at you weirdly, more expecting you to be angry rather than kidding. You slid under his arm and walked down to your room.

“So I’ll be seeing you again, then?” Noitora asked.

“In your dreams, pedophile!” you closed your door. **Well, that was eventful.** You actually didn’t care that he had kissed you, you just liked being able to call him names.

You sat on your bed for a few minutes, and glanced at the TV. You didn’t want to watch it. You looked at the pantry. You didn’t want to eat. What you really wanted, you thought, was to explore. You walked to the door and threw it open, closed it quietly, and then dashed down the hallway. You walked around for a while, just looking at stuff and memorizing the place. Your wandered down a long corridor and looked up in the rafter to see nothing. You jumped up there, wondering what it was like to look down from up above, like a queen.

You sat with your legs dangling down, and you took a deep breath and closed your eyes. Your predicament of not being able to figure out who it was in the human world was still haunting you, even though you were at the most clear-mindedness you would ever be at.

“You the new girl, right?”

“AHH!” you jumped and fell off the rafter, only to be caught by Grimmjow. “You startled me!”

“So I see.” He dropped you on the ground.

“Ow.” You said, standing up and rubbing your butt.

“So why were you in the ceiling?”

“Why were you looking at the ceiling? Anyways, being in high places helps me to think.” You came up with this lie off the top of your head, since it sounded better than “I want to see what it’s like on top of the world.”

“I see.” He answered.

You two looked around for nearly a minute. “So, what do you want?” you asked, wondering why he was still here.

“I just wanted to see what the new woman is like.”

“Well, here I am. Observe.” You twirled in a circle as a joke and then grinned afterwards. He looked at your for a second, and then grinned creepily.

“Hah hah, how nice.”

You didn’t ask what he meant by this comment. “Anything else, then?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Then good bye, Grimmjow-san.” You walked past him and back to your room.

When you got back, you laid down on your bed and stared at the ceiling, and thought of the past few minutes.

**Hah hah…. I’m stupid.** you thought. **Why am I thinking about GRIMMJOW? I should be thinking of how fine that one guy is... Ulquiorra. He’s kind of depressing-looking. I think there was a fashion back in the human world…. Oh yeah! Emo! That’s what he is!** you smiled at the ceiling, trying to convince yourself.

You rolled over and watched the door. **I wonder what Grimmjow is doing?** You rolled back to gaze at the ceiling and finally ended up watching TV.

**How do they get connection here? Oh, do they have their own shows?**

You watched “Cooking with Menoly and Loly” for about 5 minutes and then switched it off.

There was no way to calm yourself. You closed your eyes for a few seconds, and all of a sudden the night before you died flashed in front of you. You woke up and you tried to fall back asleep by using your light-up penguin pillow… who else was there with you? Why couldn’t you remember her? What was this aggravating sensation?

Who WAS she?