Welcome to Aizen's Bitch Curl and Steve27's collaboration fic! This story is graphic, contains yaoi (boyxboy), maybe rape, but there is happiness. Don't fret! This started as an expirementation. Now I've shared this idea with another, Steve added, I added...and so on and so forth. All the cats of BLEACH shall be in this story...I dunno about Yoruichi though. Maybe Mila and her can have a cat fight. I don't know...i mean WE don't know.
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DISCALIMER!: Grimmjow, and all other things BLEACH related belongs to Tite kubo (I love you, Tite!). Lion-O and all other things Thundercats related belong to...well, shit not us! Um, to it's rightful owners! That will be all, continue to the story!
The Coven of Fifteen gathered at the sacred grounds, guarded by six large, ancient beams. The heads of demons jutted out from each beam. The Head of a Panther, roaring loudly, blood trickling down its chin. The Head of The Dog barking viciously, foamed at the mouth. The Head of The Snake, hissing venomously, poison dripped thickly from its fangs. The Head of The Pig snorted loudly and sloppily, guts forcing its way up the creature's throat. The Head of the Rat squeaked deafeningly, with two large teeth protruding from it mouth. The tallest beam held the throne of The Head of The Goat. He mewled sadly, a giant slit in its throat, blood cascading down the pillar into a pond.
In the middle of this pond soaked the evilest being of all animal kind. He was evil, malevolent, wicked, vice, immoral and cared for no one but his self. He raised his hands high in the air. They were soaked with blood, dripping nastily from his skinny, gnarled limbs. He repeated a spell. All his Fifteen followers repeated after him in a low, monotone, metallic voice.
"Benedicite, spiritus mali et mali…" he began. The wind started to pick up. The Fifteen stepped into the pond, repeating him. "Avete. Ra-Mumm." they responded. "Ut cats tonitrua Dei, Pantera…" he got louder. A smile cracked against his hideous facial features. The skies darkened. The lightning crackled. "Avete. Ra-Mumm." Lightning striked his body, and a purplish aura oozed from his scaly, rotten skin. He screamed to the sky.
"Afferte huc illum, et flectere eum ad volunteer meam!" The wind started to swirl, howling. The rain fell sideways. The Animals screeched in praise. The Fifteen stepped deeper into the water, knee high. They rose their crimson hands up high.
"Avete. Ra-Mumm." They responded. The creature dipped his head in the pond, then rose shouting in praise. The jubilation he felt, Thundera was going to fall, all at the hands of its God! He continued.
"Third Afferte eum ad terram!" he screamed.
"Avete. Ra-Mumm." The fifteen responded. They stepped deeper into the pond. They were going to be a part of history. They were going to have their name written in the books of history. Little did they know they were sacrifices. They were nobodies with mindless souls. All he had to do was shape their little minds. Give them this and that, and they'd do anything, those young ones. Beautiful flesh soon to be stripped for the Spirits.
"Ut conteret Tonitrus cats!" he screeched. The wind roared.
"Avete. Ra-Mumm." Seven tornadoes and twisters raged around the sacred grounds. The Fifteen were soaked with blood, wave after wave, but still they stood tall. "AVETE. RA-MUMM!"
"ET ERIT PANTERA SERVUS NOBIS!"
Fifteen smokes of lights came down on the Coven. Screams filled the air, and He relished in it. "You betrayed us!" They screamed. "Liar!" They hissed. "Sacrifices must be made, dead ones. You offered your lives willingly to my disposal." Their skin peeled, and their eyes melted, but still they shouted curses. He smiled as their bodies disintegrated. Everything returned to normal. The mewling of the Animal Heads stopped, returning to stone. The creature got out of the pond.
He looked around expecting something. "Well? Where is he?" he called out. "The God of The Thundercats is not of this universe. So we brought him to this universe, then to Third Earth." The spirits replied. He looked around. "Where is Pantera?" The spirits replied. "You weren't specific." They snickered. "You must find him." Mumm-ra shoved his hands up into the sky. "ARRRRG!" he screeched.
Somewhere in another world, in a distant land of monstrous beings. There lay a fortified white palace in the forever moonlight, battling to stay aloft the sea of sand that covered the arid terrene of Hueco Mundo.
The enclosure was occupied by the most brutal force to ever come forth in Hueco Mundo history.
And at its head, was a leader that was feared and respected by all. Except one.
This one was currently being scolded for a troublesome act he had committed earlier. It wasn't nearly as bad as the lord was making it seem. Though it could have possibly been because he was fed up with the panthers unbelievably rude manners and animalistic habits. The man had messed with everyone to the point that even the lord thought he might have to rub him off, because he had become a liability.
And when the bluenette had found this out he knew if he stayed here, he would surely not see the false sunrise.
So he headed to his room and packed a few items that he had come too attached to leave. His ever loyal fraccion watched him stifled in fear. They asked many questions after a few minutes, but did not get an answer. Only the silent rustle of material and patting shoe bottoms around the room.
Once done, their leader looked to them and sighed deeply. He slowly sat next to the window, looking out a long moment before they heard a low murmur come from his direction.
"They're going to kill me." was what pierced the nerve-racking silence.
"B-but why? I-we—" Di Roy stuttered foolishly
"Shadup!" the bluenette yelled at him. "I gotta run away for a while, so don't none of you go ratin' me out! Ya hear?" He yelled standing then.
They all shook their head in agreement except one.
"But the Grimmjow I know would never run away from a fight!" Di Roy screamed in frustration
"I'm not running idiot! I'm just preparing myself for the fight! 'Cause if you get into a fight like this you gotta think smart! Fuck, I didn't know you guys were so stupid." Grimmjow yelled back, walking towards the smaller arrancar.
Di Roy just held his head down ashamed. Grimmjow snickered at the arrancar and walked back towards the window seal and looked out into the black sky. There had to be somewhere better than this place.
"Go"
That voice. His eyes widen with shock as he swiveled around to meet deep chocolate eyes. Grimmjow narrowed his eyes at the sight of the intruder, but then backed away at the same time in caution.
"I said go, Grimmjow."
The deep monotone echoed in the now empty room. The man stepped closer till he was mere inches away from the other. A hand outstretched and grabbed the bluenette by the neck and pulled him close.
The hairs on his neck stood on end as he felt the warm breath from the brunette's words snake their way into his ears.
"Run, Grimmjow. Run, for at the break of dawn I will come after you. . . and I will find you."
And with that the panther jumped out the window, not looking back once, till he was far enough away to take a breath.
In another area, Ggio Vega looked furiously around for that stupid Grimmjow. He had disrespected his lord for the last time. He would get rid of that nuisance and make lord Barragan proud.
The saber tooth walked in the desert fury boiling over. He would have his revenge.
Then as he made to kick a rock he heard someone on the other side of the bolder speed on by.
Ggio hid behind the rock and watched the blurred blue figure pass by. He recognized that reiatsu. It could only be one person.
He would have his revenge sooner than he had hoped.
The loyal servant to the former ruler of Hueco Mundo followed his prey, with the burning sensation for the taste of a certain panthers blood.
About three hours later Grimmjow slowed to a halt and collapsed on the ground. He looked around, not seeing the palace anywhere in sight. He laid down on the cool sand and stared up at the sky. He was apparently in some sort of large crater.
Then he felt something wet hit him. Instinctively he went to wipe it off, when he felt more hit him. His eyes cracked open then to see a crimson colored liquid lather his skin. He shot up feeling more drops, as he stood and looked around.
There was blood in a perfect circle around him. Then something burned his chest and he felt on fire. The pain seared throughout his whole being and he fell to his knees screaming in pain. He thought he was going to die when a sudden flash around him occurred, blinding his sigh.
He covered his eyes, but then as if a bad dream it all stopped abruptly. He unshielded his eyes to view upon not never ending sand dune, but blue lavish honey and dark red marbled walls and pillars. He sat in the center of a grand room. He heard gasps and footsteps to his sides and looked towards them.
He was met with huge eyes that glowed in the dimly lit room. They stared at him in awe and some whispered to each other. While he heard running and clanking coming his way.
A large group of the . . . creatures came, armored, ready to fight.
And they surrounded him.
Where the hell was he?
Alrighty guys, this is it. We've done the unthinkable! We...we are awesome! Steve27 you're awesome! and Me, myself, Aizen's Bitch Curl is awesome. We're just awesome like that. See that button down there, press it. It makes us write more. Until then
Sayonara,
Yaoi Love ABC, and S27!