A/N: It's been a while hasn't it? Miss me? Anybody? Anybody? Well anyway I hope you like ths one... A friend of mine checked this for me so a huge thank you to her!
Warnings: Language, AU (In future chapters there will probably be fighting and yaoi but nothing really in the prologue- rated T for now)
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach *goes and cries*
Prologue
His legs burned. Muscles screaming out in pain. Laboured, heavy breaths. Still he ran on, more conscious of the men following him, hunting him, than the state his body was in. He was a survivor and by God he would survive this even if it killed him.
On and on and on. Soon the noise of traffic and the glaring lights of the city left him, until he was enveloped by the velvety darkness of the wilderness. He could still hear them, the bastards. He could easily imagine them with their nostrils flared at the trail of blood he was leaving, they were nothing but animals. Hell so was he, but he was quicker.
On and on and on. His legs were going numb now, criss-crossed with blood as he flew through the wilderness, a forest now to cover his silhouette. He pushed his body through the trees and low branches, stumbling over roots, was that his ankle that twisted? He didn't know but it would be a small price to pay as long as he got away.
On and on and on. The trees were thinning now, and the soft light of the moon spilled down onto his skin, making the sweat and quivering muscles gleam. He was one with nature now, a pale ghost running from the hounds of Hell. Running, running, running.
On and on and on. He had nearly left the forest behind him and with it the sound of pursuit. He didn't stop though, he needed as much distance as he could get away from them, from him. So he kept moving, past the point of exhaustion, past the point of no return. He was so close now, so close.
On and on. A wall was now before him, a towering structure of brick and stone. It mocked his efforts but he hadn't come this far only to be stopped. He went faster, and faster. He jumped. Halfway up the wall he scrambled for a hold, anything, only to find loose stones. He began to slip, but there! A hold! Inch by inch, he clawed up the wall, soft whimpers escaping from the man.
On and on. Slowly, painfully he hooked his arm at the top of the wall and hauled his broken body over to the other side, only to slip and plummet to the ground. THUD! He made no sound at the impact save for a small grunt, and then he tried and failed to pick himself up. Once more, again. He was off again.
On and on. There was a light in the distance, beckoning him, holding out its arms for him. He took a chance and ran for it knowing that his body would soon give up the painful battle. But not yet.
On…. He reached a gravel path surrounded by trees, Sakura he thought, but he couldn't tell for sure. He followed the path down, not knowing the destination, but at that point it didn't really matter.
On…. A house was in front of him. No, scratch that, a mansion. The path was twisting now around a pond of some sort and soon he stood in front of an imposing set of double doors. Shaking where he stood he slowly reached out to the bell, but he never reached it.
There, on the front step of the mansion lay a crumpled heap.
Grimmjow had finally collapsed.
A/N: Well there you go... I have Chapter 1 already written so if people like this then I'll update more quickly but if not I'll wait until I've started on Chapter 2...