Hello there, this is my first fan-fiction ever! it's just a small one-shot on how Halibel-sama died..well, this is my version, but still!
please be nice.
My life..I don't remember much, I guess I was not important in the living world. It was all just really odd, one day, I was living, and then I was a hollow. We Hallows, of all types were all born from fear.
Regardless of how powerful we are. Arrancar, Adjucas, Menos..It didn't all felt the same gut wrenching, mind spinning, heart pounding fear.
The fear I was born from hurt so much, and broke me so many times that I only speak when needed. I never laughed like my fellow comrades. I could never do that again.
I still feel that fear will come back even when I am in my new home.
Home...That's when He came. When Lord Aizen came to us.
He gave us so much, and when I asked what he wanted in return..All he said was our power.
It was too good to be true.
When he came to us, he changed us, transformed us. Physically and some what....Emotionally .
I was given a name, clothes, a purpose, power, and a rank. I was powerful enough to serve him and gain the 3rd position in the ranks.
I did what he asked, because he was my master. Without question I slaughtered my fellow hollows with no remorse. I mentally asked for their forgiveness. Soon enough I was begging so much that I almost cried out for them to forgive me. I killed them, and they would go to hell to experience more pain, more agony...more fear!It made me feel so disgusted with myself. I always told myself that I did it for Lord Aizen.
It was never enough.
It wouldn't take their screams out of my mind.
They would only become louder.
It wouldn't take my fear away of being in hell when I dream
The nightmares would only become more vivid, and frightening.
It would never stop myself from feeling such agony.
It still eats away at my hallow soul, becoming more and more vicious.It was never enough.
And soon..my fears became reality.
I fought as hard as I could, used Sonido as much and tried to go as fast as I could to kill the small captain in front of me, and I even went into my released form to try to succeed in killing him..then my savior appeared.
I never felt such respect and loyalty towards one such as him.
He was my reason.
My master.
My god.
And then...my master, my god, and my reason said those words...
"You aren't strong enough to fight for me"
Those words....they hurt so much.
I couldn't move.
I couldn't speak.
I couldn't think.
Only the fear...the fear that I was so scared of, so afraid of, came back.
I didn't move when he raised his Zanpakuto against me.
I didn't move when it connected with my flesh.
I didn't move when I saw my pathetic life flash before my eyes.
I didn't move when I saw how pathetic I was, clinging to a alternate reality, forgetting that if I failed, I would be executed.
His cruel face that always looked so kind towards me, and it always strengthened my reason.
I guess my life, my strength, and my reason was never enough with my master.
Please read and review. welcomed!criticism conductiveNo flames,
VampireEspada