Still Doll
By
SMYGO4EVA
Blood is everywhere…
In the night no one is ever really safe. The demons that lurk the forests and the minds of the soul reapers are still there, in the Seireitei. No one is safe, ever. Not even when what was done was done, when a life has been taken and blood has been shed. Not even the mightiest soul reaper could get away from it all.
Rukia has seen death through her eyes; she has seen the life of one end in front of her, when she could have done something to prevent such a tragedy. No matter what heinous things she had seen on that day it was the fact that she couldn't save someone that stuck with her the most, which deeply disturbed her and kept her from sleep.
Then there was blood and death. Black blood and red death; carnage: wild vermillion eyes. She knew of a captain who loved the thrill of battle and killed the most of who opposed him, one named Kenpachi Zaraki. He had killed them all, letting insanity and blood consume him. Zaraki killed them all, but he let one substitute soul reaper, Ichigo Kurosaki, live and that was either his greatest mistake or for the sake of battling again.
She hated blood, even at the sight of her own. She has tried for years to run from the memories of blood, yet they refused to leave her alone. No matter what she did to repent for what happened, she saw them. Mutilated corpses and blank, staring blood-red eyes: always at the back of her mind. Such a terrifying sight: insanity of the worst kind staring from sanguine-stained orbs.
She kept running from the truth that she couldn't save the dead, and that fact that in her violent and determined ways, she would become like what Zaraki has become: violent, a twisted monochrome, drenched in blood, a twisted soul, never afraid of death and eyes that see beyond angels and devils. So, she knew that the only way to stop this was to confront it head-on. In the dark of night, she had to be taught by the demon named Zaraki, in an effort to be unafraid of the blood of the living.
Yes, she will face it until she was no longer afraid, until she grew numb. She will face the sight of crimson until she grew numb from the inside out. She will see her blood upon the fierce Zaraki as will she see his upon her, until she became a still doll.