Hello everyone I know that I have been pretty inactive on this site. I began to write on Wattpad another Fanfiction website. However, I have decided that I wanted to post my new story on here as well. I have found that people are pretty open on leaving feed back on this website than on Wattpad so I just wanted to post it on both. So feel free to leave your feed back or ideas and I would love to answer them. Anyway I will be posting and writing the new chapters of this story on wattpad and will be posting the posted chapters on here, if that makes sense. Anyway, this is the first chapter to my Fairy Tail Bleach crossover. Enjoy! Also I couldn't post the full summary that I wanted to write so the one you see is a shorten version of it so here is the full thing.
Summary
Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez never had a problem with being alone. He didn't need friends, they made you weak and would only slow you down. But after Grimmjow's battle with Ichigo Kurosaki and getting back stabbed by Nnoitra, Grimmjow ends up in a place where friendship is everything. Even though Grimmjow can't stand these weaklings he'll hang around a little longer to find a way back so he can get his revenge on Nnoitra and even take a second shot at Ichigo. Even if a certain red headed queen annoys the shit out of him. Grimmjow will prove he is the king, and that the king is always stronger than the queen.
'Damn you Nnoitra you bastard.' Grimmjow cursed.
Grimmjow, the Sexta Espada, currently laid in a pool of his own blood. The red blood soaking the pure white sand of Las Noches.
After an intense battle with Ichigo Kurosaki, Grimmjow had been surprise attacked by his own comrade Nnoitra Gilga, the Quinto Espada. The one eyed Espada had attacked Grimmjow right before Grimmjow was to again jump at Ichigo. Using his crescent shaped weapon to cut Grimmjow from the left side of his neck to the middle of his lower stomach.
Grimmjow after taking many blows from Ichigo then taking another major blow from Nnoitra, Grimmjow could only lay on the white sand, bleeding out and staring into the fake blue sky of Las Noches.
Grimmjow's body filled with anger, only having enough strength to clench his teeth together.
'I'll rip your damn head off for this!' Grimmjow thought again in anger. Grimmjow slowly turned his head to were Ichigo and Nnoitra were currently fighting. 'Damn you to Kurosaki!'
During the fight, Ichigo had looked at Grimmjow with a look. A look that said he had to win no matter what, even if the person in front of him was stronger. It made jGrimmjow beyond furious to think about that look in Ichigo's eyes. But, even after the fight, he didn't look at Grimmjow like an enemy, like someone he had to kill. But, someone that he was trying to understand, someone he felt bad for and almost like they were similar.
Grimmjow used what little energy he had left to make a fist. 'I am nothing like you, you bastard! How can you fight for someone else?! Friends make you weak and only slow you down! Damn! You piss me off just by looking at you!' Grimmjow's mind drifted to a different event, one that happened not too long ago.
'Then off all the things! You pity me! I don't need your pity! Even after all the shit I did to you! The friends you fought so hard for I tried to kill, yet you save me, show me mercy! I can't even understand why anyone would do that for their enemy!' Grimmjow had begun to get so mad that he couldn't think straight.
But soon Grimmjow began to relax. Grimmjow's body was too exhausted to get angry. No matter how hard Grimmjow tried he couldn't move, no matter how bad he wanted to get up and rip Ichigo's throat out, he just couldn't.
Grimmjow was a warrior, a fighter, he knew what this meant. He was bleeding out, but, even in the face of death he wasn't scared and he for sure wasn't gonna give up. He was the king! But, that didn't stop Grimmjow's body from getting heavier.
At this point Grimmjow couldn't even feel the sand he was laying on, the blood soaking his ripped and shredded clothes. He couldn't even move his fingers.
'Shit, my own damn body gave up on me.' Grimmjow thought his eye sight going black and unfocused. Grimmjow's eye's began to be too heavy for him to keep open. So they slowly began to close. Grimmjow's mind falling into complete darkness.
A bright light. That's all Grimmjow could think about at the time. There was this really bright light in his face and it was starting to piss him off. But, then it hit Grimmjow.
'Wait, light? I'm supposed to be dead. Where the hell would light come from?' Grimmjow questioned in his head.
As a couple more seconds went by, Grimmjow could see that the light was getting dimmer and he could start to make out blurry shapes. Grimmjow blinked a couple times to try and focus his vison. When his vison cleared Grimmjow was staring at a wood ceiling. Grimmjow also noticed he wasn't laying on sand anymore, but something soft.
Grimmjow moved his eyes and looked around to see that the room was filled with a couple more beds, maybe two or three more. A couple windows behind the beds shining light onto them, or in Grimmjow's case on his face.
Instincts took over and Grimmjow shot up from his laying position. But, not a second after he did so pain shot through his entire body. Grimmjow grabbed his chest. But, when he did he didn't feel his skin or blood but, bandages.
'How the hell did I get here? More importantly where the hell am I? I can't sense any spiritual pressure but, instead a bunch of some other energy.' Grimmjow let out a growl in frustration. 'I don't have time for this shit.'
Grimmjow went to reach for his blade Pantera but, found that it wasn't at his side. Grimmjow always slept with Pantera in arms reach just in case. Not having his weapon with him made him feel vulnerable and on edge.
Grimmjow went to get up from his bed, slowly due to the pain, but before he could a voice stopped him.
"You shouldn't be moving yet. You were in bad shape. Honestly, I didn't know if you would ever wake up."
Grimmjow looked towards the door to see a small man wearing an orange and blue outfit with a jester type hat on his head that had orange and blue stripes. He had a white mustache with white hair pointing out on the side of his head under his hat.
"Oh, sorry where are my manners. I am master Makarov, guild master of Fairy Tail." Said the short man.
Grimmjow looked at this "guild master" with a raised eyebrow. Grimmjow had never heard of such titles before and it sounded like something from a nerds board game. But, hopefully, this old geezer could at least tell Grimmjow where the hell he was so he could go find that bastard Nnoitra and kick his ass.
"Where the hell am I?" Grimmjow asked bluntly. Of course, this didn't seem to effect the old man all that much.
"You're in Fairy Tail's guild hall. In the city of Magnolia." Master Makarov said cheerfully.
'Guild hall? You can't be fucking serious. Did I end up in some nerd club or something? But, where the hell is Magnolia? I've never heard of it before. I mean it's not like I've been all around the world but I couldn't have ended up too far.' Grimmjow thought.
"Hey, geezer tell me, what continent is Magnolia on?" Grimmjow asked
The old man raised his hand to his chin and began to think. "Hmm, well If I'm understanding what you're asking then, Magnolia is located in the kingdom of Fiore." Master Makarov said.
Grimmjow looked at the Master in confusion. 'Fiore? That isn't a continent.' Grimmjow turned to the old man. "Hey, you think this is some kind of fucking joke old man?!" Grimmjow yelled in frustration. Grimmjow didn't care how old this guy was if you wanted to make fun of the Sexta Espada he would pay for it.
"Please, young man there is no need to get upset." The old man said in a calming tone.
"Upset? You say you're a master of some guild. Why don't I show you on the other people in your club what it means when I'm upset!" Grimmjow said in a menacing tone.
However, Grimmjow didn't have any time to recover from what he had just said when a force of energy slammed in Grimmjow like a train. Grimmjow's eye's widened and look towards the old man to see he was releasing a ton of energy. The old man's body was surrounded by an explosive yellow aura while his eye's also glowed yellow.
'Wha-What the hell? I don't know what type of energy this is but, it's almost like a strong spiritual pressure. This old man is strong, a lot stronger than I thought!' Grimmjow thought looking at the old man with widened eyes.
Grimmjow was broken out of his thoughts by the Master's voice now deep and commanding. "I understand this is hard for you young man, but, you will not threaten the lives of my children right in front of me!" The old man commanded.
Grimmjow could only look on at the old man's display of power. This reminded Grimmjow of the time Aizen had released his spiritual pressure on him. It was hard for Grimmjow to admit due to his pride but the old man was stronger than he was. With the shape he's in now he wouldn't be able to last a second fighting the old man.
The old man decided enough was enough and began to finally lower his energy. Grimmjow instantly felt the weight on his shoulder's go away.
"Good, glad you see things my way, young man." The old man said. Going back to talking in a cheerful matter.
'He can change his attitude just like that? A second ago I felt like I was about to be attacked, now he's acting like we're buddies?' Grimmjow thought.
"Now." The master said jumping on top a stool in the corner of the room and sitting on it. "What is your name?" The old man asked.
"Tch, it ain't any of your fucking business." Grimmjow replied sharply.
"Well, that isn't very nice. Tell me, is that how you treat someone that's helped you?" The old man said
"I didn't ask for your help! Why the hell did you even help me anyway?" Grimmjow questioned.
"Well we didn't" The old man said
"What the hell are you talking about old man. I swear if-"
"Please calm down. I drank a little too much last night and I'm kinda hung over so if you could lower your voice that would be great." The old man said with a smile.
Grimmjow clenched his teeth together and a tick mark appeared on his forehead.
"Anyway to answer your question. We didn't find you. I'm sure if one of us would had, we would have brought you here but none of my children did." The old man said.
"Then who the hell brought me here?" Grimmjow asked
"A little girl did. She said she found you in the woods outside Magnolia and healed you the best she could. Honestly, I quite surprised that she could use healing magic. It's quite a rare talent." The old man said
"Magic? You know old man these jokes are getting old." Grimmjow said
"It is no joke my boy. What do you think I just used against you?" The old man said
Grimmjow narrowed his eye's. "Magic doesn't exist. Plain and simple."
"You must not be from around here are you?" The master asked
"Isn't it obvious by my mask and the god damn hole in my stomach?" Grimmjow asked sarcastically. Honestly, those were the two things anyone sane would have pointed out. This old guy's age must be getting to him.
"Um, I'm not sure I know what you mean." The old man said looking at Grimmjow questionably.
"What are you taking about old man? Can't you see right-" Grimmjow stopped mid sentence has his hand had touched his face trying to point to the mask fragment on his right cheek.
'What the hell? Where is it?' Grimmjow thought frantically. That mask was a lot more than that. The mask represented who Grimmjow was. He was the Sexta Espada and without it, he was just another hollow.
Grimmjow put his whole hand on the right side of his face. There was nothing there. It was just skin. Grimmjow immediately looked down to his bandaged torso and looked for his iconic hollow hole. Of course, the hole would be covered by the bandages but he saw no reason to keep them on any longer and ripped them off.
But, what Grimmjow saw was not what he was looking for. There was nothing there, no hole. Without his hole or his mask, he wasn't even a hollow. He was a mere human. He was one of the very weak things he hated so much and just for that reason. They were weak beings.
Grimmjow jumped out of his bed, ignoring the pain that it cause and walked over to the master sitting on the stool.
"What the hell did you do to me!" Grimmjow yelled
"Young man I have no idea what you are-"
"Don't bullshit me! My mask and my hollow hole, what did you to them!" Grimmjow yelled again his anger rising. The old man didn't make a reaction other than confusion.
"I can assure you we didn't do anything to you while you slept. The way you see yourself is the way we found you. Of course, you are missing something." The old man said
Grimmjow looked at the old man for a second. "What the hell are you going on about?" Grimmjow ordered.
The old man jumped off of the stool, turned to the door and opened it. Reached into the hallway and pulled something back with him. Grimmjow's eyes widened. It was his blade. It was Pantera. Grimmjow could still sense Pantera's energy. If that was the case then Grimmjow still had his power's and he wasn't human.
It relaxed Grimmjow a bit but, it still pissed him off that his mask and hole was gone.
"By the energy that both, you and this sword are producing, I'd say you're connected in someway. Am I wrong to assume that?" The old man asked
"It ain't any of your damn business!" Grimmjow said forcefully trying to grab his sword from the old man. But, before his hand could reach it the old man yanked the sword out of Grimmjow's reach. "That ain't yours to mess with geezer!" Grimmjow said
"How am I supposed to give you this sword when I don't even know your name? For all I know you could take this sword and try to kill me with it." the old man said with a implying tone.
Grimmjow narrowed his eye's at the old man. "Tch, what do you want to know geezer." Grimmjow said crossing his arms and sitting back on the bed.
"Now that wasn't so hard. What's your name young man?" The old man asked. Asking almost like Grimmjow and him were friends.
"The names Grimmjow." Grimmjow answered almost in a pouting manner. He wanted to keep this as short as possible. The less this geezer knew the better. Plus Grimmjow just wanted to get this over with. He needed to start finding some answers and sitting here talking to this geezer the whole time isn't the way to do it.
"Tell me Grimmjow, are you a mage? If so are you apart of a guild and what magic do you use?" The old man asked.
' I'm gonna be here all fucking day.' Grimmjow thought feeling annoyed at the time he's wasting sitting around on his ass. "I ain't no damn mage. So I don't belong to some stupid club. I sure as hell don't use magic either."
"Then what do you use?" The old man questioned. Master Makarov could tell that this young man in front of him was capable of using something. The sword was proof enough.
"I use spiritual pressure." Grimmjow said making sure to drag out the word use in a mocking tone.
"I don't think I have ever heard of that type of energy." The old man said.
"No shit. That's probably because it doesn't exist here." Grimmjow answered bluntly.
The old man looked at Grimmjow questionably. "What do you mean by that?"
"I can't sense any spiritual pressure here. I can sense this 'magic' or whatever but, no other sources of spiritual pressure other than myself. That must mean where ever I am, it isn't where I'm from." Grimmjow stated.
The old man looked at Grimmjow with a shocked look. "Are you trying to say that you are from a different dimension? Grimmjow that's insane!" The old man yelled stunned by what Grimmjow was implying.
"Do I look like the type of person that knows about that shit?! I'm just telling you what I know, and I know that there is no one like me anywhere close." Grimmjow said. Damn this old guy was really started to get on his nerves.
"What do you mean like you? Like the type of energy you use?" The master asked. Honestly, it didn't sound like that was what Grimmjow was referring too.
"No geezer. I mean a hollow." Grimmjow said.
"A hollow? What is that?" The old man asked. He had never heard of such a thing.
"Tch. Old man you better be listening because I'm not explaining this twice." Grimmjow said looking at the old man to make sure he was listening. "A hollow is a spiritual being that's lost its humanity and gains a hole in its body. Like the one I was referring to earlier. I'm an Arrancar. A stronger version of a hollow. Lot more intelligent too. I don't need to feed on other people's souls to survive. I ain't going into to much detail about this shit but, arrancar's are created by ripping off their hollow mask and gaining soul reaper powers. The enemies of us hollows. I was turned into a arrancar by a dick with a lot of power. He picked the top ten strongest arrancar and called them espada. I'm number Six." Grimmjow said turning around showing the old man his number six tattoo.
"I see. So you're not human. You said you don't need to eat other people's souls?" The old man asked
"No, I don't. So if you're worried I'm gonna go around and eat your soul or some shit don't be. I actually got my power from eating other hollows." Grimmjow said.
"Do all hollows look like you? Human I mean." The old man asked
"Ha! Fuck no. Only Arrancar look human, and some Vasto Lorde. Vasto Lorde still have a full damn mask, some can have human shaped bodies. Arrancar, you could only tell they aren't human by their mask and hollow hole." Grimmjow said
"So you don't know what happened to yours?" The old man asked trying to figure out if there was any truth behind these bold claims.
"No I don't and it pisses me off." Grimmjow said
The old man looked at Grimmjow questionably. He didn't know what to think. There was no real evidence that Grimmjow was a hollow, if they even exist. The old man did know that what Grimmjow used, it wasn't magic. So only time could tell if he was really telling the truth, but, he had no reason to lie.
"So this sword. Do all hollows have them?" The old man asked holding up Grimmjow's blade.
"No, only Arrancar. Like I said we Arrancar got our masks ripped off for soul reaper powers. That sword is the soul reaper powers we gained. Only we and soul reapers have a zanpaktuo. They're basically living swords. They have a mind of their own but are made from our soul. So when you asked are me and Pantrea connected. Yeah, we are." Grimmjow said.
The old man looked at the swords in his hands. Admiring the kind of power it must hold. He looked up to the taller blue haired man. "I don't know if you're lying or not about what you are, how you got your powers or even where you're from." The master observed the look on Grimmjow's face to see that he had adopted an angered expression. "However, I don't think that you're lying nor do I think you have a reason too. I also know the power you posses is nothing like I've ever seen before. So here." The old man said holding out the sword to Grimmjow.
Grimmjow looked at the sword for a second before slowly taking it. He grabbed the sword and attached it to his baggy white pants, right where the sword would usually go.
"You are free to leave." The old man stepping to the side. Grimmjow instantly went to walk out the door. However, before Grimmjow could leave completely he was stopped by the master saying something else.
"Before you go." He said getting Grimmjow to turn around and look at him. "I have a proposition for you." The Master said. Grimmjow raising an eyebrow in return, letting the master know that he had caught Grimmjow's attention. "If you are telling the truth, and you aren't from this dimension then you would have no place to go and no money. I would like to ask if you want to join Fairy Tail."
Grimmjow's eye's widened in surprise. Then he closed his eyes and smiled. "You want me to join your club? Ha! No thanks, old man." Grimmjow said.
"Listen Grimmjow, I know your manners need a little work, well, putting it lightly. I also know that you are one of the types that doesn't like to accept help from others. But, you have nowhere else to go. Plus, if you really are from a different world, what better place to figure out how to get back than a guild." The Master said
Grimmjow stared at the Master for a second not sure what to think. The old man did make some good points. Even though Grimmjow wasn't fond of joining this group it could prove useful.
"I'll tell you what. You can stay here until tomorrow. I'll give you till then to decide if you would like to join. This way you can have some time to think about it and get to know some of the members in Fairy Tail. You can leave the guild hall anytime you want and you can go see the city if you wish." The master's tone became serious and he raised his magic energy. "There are rules, however. You will not seriously hurt any of my children or any innocent people. You will not, no matter what, kill another human being. If you are to stay here or even join my guild you will follow these rules." The master said staring Grimmjow in the eyes.
Grimmjow looked at the master and into his eye's. He was deadly serious about these rules. Grimmjow turned away from his gaze.
"Tch, don't worry old man. Doubt there's anyone around here worth it anyway. Tell me. You got any strong members in your club?" Grimmjow asked
The masters tone and attitude changed almost instantly. "Hmm. Well our strongest member is no doubt Gildarts. But, he is rarely at the guild hall. Next however, I would say is a close call between my grandson, Laxus and Mystogan. However both are on jobs. Even if they were here, Laxus would stay on the second floor which is only open to S class mages, which are our strongest. But, Mystogan usually waits for everyone to be asleep to come and pick a job. I guess next would be Erza our strongest female mage. That's all we have for current S class mages. But, after them I would say its a tie between Natsu and Gray. They are probably our strongest non S class mages. However, Natsu, Gray, Erza and another mage are on a job and will be back sometime tomorrow. " The master finished listing off the strongest members.
Grimmjow took in all of their names. This Gildarts guy was supposed to be the strongest person in this place. Grimmjow on that reason alone wanted to fight him. However, the old man said that he didn't show up all that often. Chances where very little that Grimmjow would be able to meet those him anytime soon. It also sounded like this Laxus and Mystogan wouldn't be around unless he stayed for quite sometime. So that only left the one named Erza. The name interested Grimmjow. Almost like if a hunter heard the of the perfect prey. He was dying to take a shot at her and honestly, he didn't know why and he didn't care.
"Well, Grimmjow I will be going out to the main hall and getting something to drink. You are welcomed to come and meet the members here right now. They'll be here for a couple more hours." The master said bringing Grimmjow out of his thoughts. But, with that, the Master walked out and left Grimmjow in the room by himself.
Grimmjow thought for a minute. 'I could just leave right now and say to hell with the old man. But, I really want to take a shot at this Erza. Plus, I don't know what the hell I'd do after that. Guess I could met these other members.' Grimmjow cracked a grin. 'Erza. Be ready you'll be my first prey in this world. You'll feel the strength of the Sexta Espada, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!' Grimmjow thought.
After about five minutes Grimmjow left the room he woke up in and left to the main hall. He had found his jacket repaired and laying next to his bed. Even though his torso was still quite bandaged Grimmjow left his jacket unzipped showing the bandage torso.
When Grimmjow got to the main hall he saw multiple people going on about their own business in a very loud way. Each person screaming and having a good time. However, Grimmjow was not amused and found the noise quite annoying.
Grimmjow looked around the room, sizing everyone up with a calm expression, even though he was still feeling quite annoyed.
"Hey! Grimmjow you made it! Come over here." A voice called out breaking Grimmjow from his thoughts.
Grimmjow looked towards the source of the voice only to see the old man sitting atop a bar with his legs crossed and a mug filled with what he would guess, booze. The old man downed the mug and slammed it on the bar before hiccupping and waving Grimmjow over once more.
Grimmjow decided to walk over to the short man. Once he got over there the old man beamed with joy.
"Grimmjow my boy! Glad you could make it!" The old man screamed happily.
"It's not like I had far to go old man!" Grimmjow yelled back. Obviously annoyed by the loud manner that everyone was using.
"Oh, are you a new member? You're pretty cute." A female voice said from Grimmjow's left.
Grimmjow looked to his left to see a brown haired girl with a barrel of booze next to her at the bar. Grimmjow could see that the girl was barely wearing anything for a top, barely even a bikini top.
"I ain't a member!" Grimmjow said still very annoyed.
"I see thinking about joining? Nevermind that however, you wanna drink?" She asked
Grimmjow looked at her for a second. Also sizing her up to see how strong she could be. He then looked into her eye's and narrowed them. "Why would I do that? So I can turn into an alcoholic like you? No, I'm fine." Grimmjow said in an insulting tone.
The brown haired girl seemed to pay no attention to the insult. "You're pretty feisty. What's your name?" She asked slurring her words an obvious sign she was drunk.
"His name is Grimmjow!" the old man said answering for Grimmjow. Honestly, Grimmjow was seconds away from telling the girl to fuck off. However, it would seem that the old man answered for him. Grimmjow turned and looked at the master with an angry look. The master just gave a drunken smile in return.
"Cana leave the guy alone. You're drunk." Said another voice. This one the voice of an older male.
The brown haired girl named Cana looked at the man. "You say that like I didn't already know that, Macao."
The man named Macao looked at Grimmjow. He had short slicked back dark blue hair. He wore a necklace with a giant S and a white jacket. "Sorry about Cana, she can be ruff on new members. Especially when she's drunk. . . Which is all the time."
"I ain't a new member." Grimmjow said a little calmer. He was thankful he wasn't talking to someone completely drunk.
"Well, maybe you'll join in the future. Fairy Tail is always open for new people to join." Macao said with a smile.
"Tch, doubt it." Grimmjow said turning to the bar. There he was met with a white haired beauty with her bangs pulled into a small pony tail above her head.
"Awh, what's wrong Grimmjow. You don't wanna come here to see me again?" The white haired women asked in a seductive tone.
Grimmjow looked up at her face and quietly realized that it was the girl just trying to get a reaction out of Grimmjow either for a joke or just fun. But, it didn't matter. Grimmjow, even though he looked the part, he was never a big play boy with the ladies. He didn't want multiple weak women. He could get them if he wanted but that's not what he wanted. He wanted one strong woman that could hold her own. One worthy of the title Queen.
Grimmjow looked up at the girl. "I never came here to see you in the first place." He said bluntly.
The white haired girl giggled. Grimmjow raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Usually after saying something like that, most guys would be having a nose bleed." She said looking at the dark blue haired man currently laying on the ground with blood coming from his nose.
"I ain't like most guys, woman." Grimmjow answered simply.
The white haired women giggled again. "The name's Mirajane, but everyone calls me Mira."
Grimmjow looked up at Mira and couldn't sense any energy. Will there was some but it was low, very low.
"What are you doing in a place like this. You ain't got any magic to use. Isn't this a wizard guild?" Grimmjow asked
Mira was taken back by the very blunt question, but it was one that she was used too.
"I used to have magic but. . . something happened and now I can't use it. So I be helpful in different ways like cleaning the guild hall and cooking the food." Mira said smiling even though Grimmjow could hear the pain in her voice.
However, their conversation was cut short when a table went right past Grimmjow's head and cause Mira to duck under it. Grimmjow instantly became angry. His already annoyed mood mixed with the table almost hitting him in the head was enough to spark his anger.
Grimmjow got up and turned around to find the person that threw the table only to see that the entire guild was in a free for all. Throwing random things everywhere. The table being one of such things.
"Tch, I ain't in the mood to deal with this shit." Grimmjow muttered and then walked out of the noisy building.
After Grimmjow had left the guild hall he walked around the back of the building and sat by the river. Over looking the river was the setting sun. Even though Grimmjow couldn't stand most of the people in the world of the living he did like the sky.
Unlike Hueco Mundo the sky changed from cloudy, to clear, to raining, to night and much more. Right now even though Grimmjow would have been all for a free for all brawl any other time he needed time to think.
Grimmjow still wasn't sure on what he wanted to do. He didn't want to be slowed down by the weaklings here at Fairy Tail. But, according to the old man, there were strong people in Fairy Tail just not there right now. Grimmjow was itching for a fight and he had already picked his prey, Erza.
However, did that mean he wanted to stick around and fight?
'I don't have anything better to do. I have no where to go. The old man did say he would let me stay here tonight. That's better than sleeping on the God damn street. Plus if there are strong people in this club then that would make me stronger and ensure my revenge against that bastard Nnoitra and that damn Kurosaki! Plus I don't know anything about this whole other world shit. The old man would probably help me with that if I stayed around long enough.' Grimmjow thought.
Grimmjow stood up and looked down at his hand and tightened it into a fist and pressed his teeth together in anger. 'I was beaten, TWICE! I am the Sexta! I am the king! I will never forget the embarrassment you caused me Kurosaki! And you Nnoitra I'll rip your god damn head off your shoulders and shove it up your ass for back stabbing me! I will not allow myself to be defeated again! I will do anything I need to, to get back and get my revenge! '
Grimmjow let his hand fall to his side and he shoved both of them into his pockets. He looked up across the river once more. 'Alright old man, I'll stay here for today and tomorrow I'm gone. All that damn club will do is slow me down.' Grimmjow thought turning around and walking back to he guild.
So that's it everyone hopefully it was pretty good and I got Grimmjow's character down alright. Feel free to let me know what you think and leave me any ideas you have. I will try and upload every weekend maybe a couple days after, school and stuff. Anyway hope you enjoyed!
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