The Day you came to me
Chapter 1.
Each breath was an icy dagger in her lungs and fire in her throat, each step a screaming pain in her legs as she ran. If she were in her gigai maybe the agony would have been more bearable. It could be explained away as inferior technology. This feeling, however, was her own limitations. Somewhere closely behind her she heard the hollow scream. Yet another slap in the face. It was no new enemy, nothing especially strong; nothing that should have her on the run.
Ichigo wouldn't be around to help this time, as his family was out of town. What horrible, rotten luck. What depressing dependency. It was only supposed to be a quick visit; there and back again in the space of a day. It was supposed to be a relaxing break from work confined behind a desk. There had been no need to tell anyone where she would go or what she would do with her free time.
All these frantic thoughts were still tumbling through her mind before she forced them down to think of kidou spells that might help. Something warm and slimy snaked out and caught her ankle with a forceful pull. The sense of vertigo was fast enough that it took her a full second to process the new pain of her knee and wrist cracking against the pavement.
Reaching inside her robes she fumbled a moment before grasping on a set of explosives. With an angry cry she flung them directly at the hollow's mask. At the impacting boom, Rukia sagged in relief for a short lived instant. The hollow burbled a low, triumphant chuckle.
"Ah you smell delicious," it crooned. She could see it clearly now, its shape was regular enough with the exception of its shoulders. Under plate like coverings fleshy vine-like appendages undulated, three on each side. Four of which had captured her ankles and wrists. It dragged her closer tearing her across the asphalt shredding at her arm.
A sigh and a low whine followed its statement. "You won't taste as good while I'm still full!"
A foolish hope stirred "Then why don't you let me go?"
She felt herself being lifted before the back of the creatures hand struck her face. "I'll simply sate another appetite till I get hungry again." It bent its head close to her face before dipping down to drag a long slow lick against her neck. Limbs suggestively wound up her arms, under her sleeves, and up her calves towards her thighs.
Rukia froze in realization and revulsion. "Impossible!" she spat.
"Oh?" it purred. The mask was an inch from her face as it palmed her breast muttering. "To make you fear me? Squirm for me? I can make any woman do this. You say impossible, I say it's easy." The thing eyed her from head to toe. "Though you're not much of a woman at all, it's alright. I like little girls too. Little girls break faster."
It cut through the belt holding up her hakama, and the fabric slid to the ground with a soft rustle. Its breath stank like stale sweat, blood and female musk. Its limbs were searching her open robes as much as they were violating her skin. An inner pocket was being rifled through and a wad of fabric was being unraveled. She struggled in earnest, frustration stinging her eyes. She head butted the monster as hard as she could the new burst of pain making her consciousness and vision swim. Rage was the only thing keeping her from feinting.
The hollow ignored the attack. Unfazed, it continued its explorations until it drew forth a white headband. Sniffing curiously, its interest turned to a malicious smirk. Lifting her higher till her hips became level with its face it nuzzled her groin before roaring with laughter.
"You are untouched, yet you carry something of a man! Did you steal this? Keep it close to your heart?" It grinned wickedly ripping pieces of cloth off of her under garments slowly. "What's he like?" The monster coaxed
"Does he like them taller? Bigger breasts perhaps? Maybe not so weak?" It was grasping everywhere now. Despite its eagerness, it wasn't rushing. It felt no threat.
Seeing that she would not answer the creature inspected the headband closer "Red hair… to bad you'll never know if the curtains match the rug."
Several tools clattered to the ground as her pockets were emptied of all the little tricks that could have helped if only she had been faster. The monster had gotten careless enough to release one hand. One appendage was now working its way underneath her panties.
Anger and disgust raged within her frame and she frantically gathered what strength she had left.
The words of the incantation burned in her mind mustering all her remaining energy she worked the kidou.
You who is crowned with the name of man, wearing a mask of blood and flesh, flying on 10,000 fluttering wings, With thunders carriage and an empty spinning wheel, break the light into six pieces. Carve a twin lotus on a wall of pale blue flame. And await the blazing fires to reach the distant heavens.
"Way of destruction no. 63: Twin lotus of crushing blue fire!"
The look of confusion on its face, morphed quickly into fury. She had hit the mark the mask was split and the thing was done for.
A smashing sound erupted from the ground. The gates of hell reared tall, the skeletal guardians unchained and opened the gate as the force of the spell carried the creature through.
Legs buckled and she hit the ground eyes blurred she caught sight of the head band and she reached out to it curling her fingers around it.
"Ren…ji…"
She must have only imagined the thunder of approaching footsteps.
Foot Notes:
It all started with a prompt from Zyephen-Insanity on her piece .com/gallery/24683645#/d4m2vgp
"I challenge you to fanfic" was in the description box, so I decided to roll with it. We'll see how far the rolling goes. As for the official disclaimer I do not own any bleach characters.
Bleach OST 1 #14 Destiny awaits, is a good song to set the scene