This is a little sweetheart (sarcastic yes)about Rukia and Kaien when he's an arrancar. (I'm not sure how to spell his arrancar name) Please review as you see fit.
Falling From The Precipice
Wickedness's laughter rings through the night. Unjustified punishment will be brought upon one who never meant for her sin. The murder of a friend was to save him and at the time he knew that as well. Several years later she is confronted with an enemy, cruel and sinester as the next. However, this one shall be her grim reaper. Darkness of pure hatered and murder engulfs the light, the only hope of escape. This fiend is a monster. What kind of being can have so much malice?
She faces him in combat, which soon turns into a war deep within past regret. A struggle of survived begins only to lead to the end. All her strength falls apart. He is just too strong... but in truth harsh karma always is. For what she's done has forsaken her to this fate. To pay the price costs more than it should. She didn't mean to kill him. She had to save him. He'd done the same for her had her soul been controlled by evil. If she hadn't he'd suffer for all of eternity. Why must she be tormented so unrightfully?!
Her past comrade who had taught her all she knows meant the world to her. He was amazingly skillful and talented; a wonderful leader destined for great things. He gave it his all in everything and did it in his own unique way, overly confident and laid back. It is only quite deserving that this man who could possibly be him take revenge and slaughter her. And now it's all so clear what's happening here... Irony- Irony has taken the task of excuting the one who did good in an evil way. Life is such a cruel thing, cold and unforgiving. Not even death is fair.
This painfully familar friendly face is him. The lost soul that is a remider of another. The one who filled the void of emptiness his sacrificed life left behind within her. Though she shouldn't be surprised, she is. Stunned beyond belif is more like it. The battle rages on. Everything is seen in blood red as his mind desires to kill. She continues to fight him, but can she really defeat him? No. No, she can not. The burned memory of a tragic story is far too much to bear. It is like a phantom forever haunting her to lonely solitude.
He can't be the same man she knew long ago in another time. The man she knew was nothing like this beast. With that in mind she strikes fierce and true. She must destroy him no matter what her conscience screams at her. There is no walking away from this. However, it is not to be. Her time is up, even if she truly doesn't deserve to die being struck by her most sincere regret. He takes enjoyment in stabbing her merciously. If this is how justice is brought to be served and excuted so wrongly, then a world full of crime and sin would be a better place
Farwell.... dear remorseful butterfly... You have fallen from the horizen.