Believe
-Kheelwithit-
In the sands of Hueco Mundo,
Harribel really wishes that someone out there
Who would give her something to believe.
Anything at all.
The wish comes to her when she is quiet.
And that is frequent.
Her thoughts travel in circles.
What is her purpose?
To protect her girls.
Why does she do it?
She is waiting.
Waiting for what?
I don't know.
Coyote Starrk does not wish for what Harribel wants.
On his own throne of crushed hollows
That smells like stale fear and death
With Lillynette by his side,
He wonders.
He wonders things in between his silly siestas and repeating conversations with his more violent counterpart.
Like when whatever they're waiting for will get there.
Barragan wonders too.
But he fears it more.
Every day, lesser hollows feel his paranoia grow
and understand that soon, he will be beaten.
Maybe eaten.
Ulquiorra does not allow himself to wonder.
There is no purpose.
As a hollow, there is no purpose for anything but eat.
Eat to grow stronger to eat to grow stronger to eat again.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Supposing that he had allowed himself to wonder,
he may have broken down.
Broken himself with the wish to believe anything
but the hole in his sternum.
Nnoitra gives approximately one fifth of a fuck
for the natural hollow intuition
that something a hundred times stronger is coming.
When he does indulge his fifth of a fuck with his full attention,
He is exited. He believes it will be the end of all boredom.
That niggling hollow intuition tells him that it will be the end of him too.
Grimmjow never stops wondering.
He is angry.
Because there is a jaw clenching fear that leaves him with tremors.
He has no wish to believe in anything but the moment he is in.
No fear, no sadness, just fight.
But fuck if the moment he's in isn't telling him to
runleavehidegonow
He is not scared of death, though,
Things like servitude are much scarier.
Zommari is hardly adjuchas when the feeling comes,
So he really doesn't think much of anything about it.
Only the primal
Eateateateateateateateateat.
In time, he will believe more than most.
Szayel Apporro laughs.
Because, while he isn't in the habit of believing anything but his own intelligence
He knows that this is the beginning of the end.
For everyone exept for him of course.
He is the perfect being.
Aariano is likely one of the oldest, slowest growing hollows
In all of Hueco Mundo.
He knows that he will die soon.
He just hopes that whatever they're waiting for,
Hoping to believe in,
Is worth it.
When the Garganta rips open a hole in the inky black sky,
Waves of power strike Hueco Mundo like a tidal wave
And everyone understands
With an instinct eternities old
That this is what they were waiting for.
This is why nobody bothers The Man With Power
As he builds a palace out of sand.
And why everyone comes when he calls.
And allows themselves to be taken in
And restructured into something new.
With strange swords in their hands to carry out
Commands with strange sounds and sweet as sugar voices.
After all, he gave them what they wanted.
This was something to believe.
So they took it.
After it is over,
Harribel is again on top of her tower.
Her thoughts still run in circles.
She still protects her girls.
But now she wishes for something worth believing in.
Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo, not me.
