Standard disclaimer, I don't own bleach, or the characters so on and so forth. What ever
Kini : Oh come on Yoshi, put more heart into it!
Yoshi: Hush kini, I'm trying to be creative
Kini : Your no fun!
Yoshi: So as I was saying , this side story takes place after ep. 290 hallibell is cut down by aizan , it's where I am in the show
Kini : Oh come on , make it better!
Yoshi: ok, if it will make you be quiet…
Betrayed by her master and left for dead in the world of the living, lord Harribels fate is sealed, had it not been for the unknown man in red.
Yoshi: There happy now kini?
Kini: yup, that works. Enjoy the story everyone!
In the heat of battle between the visords and soul reapers, Harribel was holding her ground, strike for strike, and blow per blow. A pause in the battle was caused when lord Aizen appeared, drew his sword and cut his losses for the battle.
How… why… so many questions flashed in her mind as she fell to the ground below, her past flashed in her mind and was over when she hit a pile of rubble in the streets below, with concrete and steel surrounding her she was able to watch as blood poured out of her wounds and spilt onto the ground. With lights growing dim she turned her head ever so slightly to see a shadowy figure walking towards her.
She assumed that this was someone coming to finish her off; she knew that she would not be getting up no matter. As the cloaked one came closer she saw that it was not an arrancar, a soul reaper or any of the ones she had faced before, this one was new
"Looks like you took quite a beating" a man's voice cane out from the cloak, it was soft and calming "relax it will be over soon"
The man in the cloak raised his hand to cast a spell. Harribel knew she had to move or be blasted to bits, but as she began to squirm a new sharp riving pain came from her leg, the was a piece of iron covered in blood sticking out, she was trapped, defenceless… scared
"Iyashinokaze" as the man spoke the words a gentle breeze whipped around making Harribel feel at ease; it was warm, like the beach on a summer's day. Sending her into a blissful sleep, unknowing weather or not she would ever awaken.
End of chapter one.
it's late, I'm tired, I will wright more in the next few days