Ripping Wings off of Butterflies

by Beguiling Angel

Tomari Airisu, a shinigami in the 12th Division, was killed when caught off gaurd by a Hollow. When she died, she left her life, her Division, and her zanpakutō shinigami-less. Now, her zanpakutō, nicknamed "Tenshi", must deal with what she left behind.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One

I was running as fast as I could. If they caught up with me, I was as good as dead.

Tonight, I found myself sprinting full-speed down the streets of Karakura Town in an attempt to flee from Kenpachi Zaraki and the rest of the 11th Division. They were sent after me to 'collect' me like a lost toy.

My wielder, Tomari Airisu, was killed when she was caught off guard by a medium-strength Hollow. Since her death, I've become a sword fiend, a zanpakutō whose master has died. Sword fiends have powers beyond that of what they had before they were under the control of a Soul Reaper, and they can release their Bankai to the fullest extent. Thus, I find myself in this situation.

Before long, I found myself in an alley. A dead end here meant the same for me. I turned to leave, when I came face-to-face with Ikkaku Madarame, the 3rd Seat of the 11th Division.

"You have nowhere left to go, and there's no point in running. Just give up, Tenshi!" His voice was hard and cold, but I couldn't help but giggle at his shining bald head.

"Nowhere to run? Please." With a twisted smile, I decided to flee back to the one place where nobody would suspect that I would travel. Back to the Soul Society.

When I arrived at the Soul Society, I was greeted by Jūshirō Ukitake, Captain of the 13th Division.

"Nice to see you, Captain. Of course, not under these circumstances.

"Can't we settle this amicably?" He pulled his silvery hair to the side.

"Define amicably."

"Look, Tenshi—" I stopped him right there.

"Just because Tomari-sama died doesn't mean I should, too!" Before the argument could develop further, Rukia Kuchiki came and whispered in Ukitake's ear. Rukia, with her jet black hair and icy blue eyes, had been one of my more friendly acquaintances when I was with Tomari-sama. As Rukia spoke, Ukitake's normally apparent smile came back gently and gradually.

"You don't have to." I could've died laughing, but Ukitake wasn't one for such sick jokes. "If you remain in the 12th Division, you shouldn't have any troubles."

With my position reinstated quickly, I couldn't help but stop by the 11th Division to gloat.

"Hey, Ikkaku, who ever said nothing comes of running away?