my first fanfic... im kinda scared so please dont freak...
Introduction:
Hello there. My name is Kaida. Since I have hundreds of years of free time on my hands I will tell you the story of my life as an arrancar. Its a bit embarrassing but this will be mostly about my love life with a certain someone and me becoming and arrancar. Crappy intro. I know and I give you my apologies. You know what? Just forget I wrote this. Agh! I swear! I'm the only soulreaper in byakuyas calligraphy class who cant write to save my life!
Shortest Prologue Ever:
The menos were closing in on me. I don't know how fast. With each lasting breath a felt another one appear. There must have been well over 200 by now and I was all alone. Suddenly a red orb appeared in each ones mouth pointing at me. Crap! I thought, starting to slash wildly killing as many as a could. Then each orb turned into a beam and I was shot from all directions.
When I awoke my head was in his hands and he was coaxing me awake. I couldn't tell who it was with my blurred vision and a headache, but he spoke to me. " what's your name?" I blinked and his face came into focus for a split second. He had brown hair and brown eyes. "Kaida." I barely whispered back. "What's yours?" He smiled a somehow frightening smile. Shouldn't I know this guy? He seemed familiar. "My name is Sosuke Aizen." And that alone was too much for me. I blacked out. How embarrassing.
Every arrancar we passed stared at me as I followed Aizen down the halls. I could feel their eyes boring into me with both awe and amusement. Like I was a tiger trapped in a cage. There was one with pink hair and glasses. One who looked like a lavalamp where they get all globbed up. One with dark skin and blonde hair, wearing the sluttiest clothes i had ever seen. And one with a frightening eye patch and a sharp toothed smile. Unconsciously I drew my pale hand to the collar of my new outfit, like what everyone else seemed to be wearing. A bright white turtle neck with the arms and shoulders cut off and black borders and lines down the middle of my left side. I also had on a white pair of tight fitting pants with the same black pattern and black and white shoes. I had a spare skirt to change into if I wanted in my arms as well." this way Kaida." Aizen instructed taking a sharp left at a corner with me stumbling after him. Those were the first words he said to me since we got to this place. "Aizen-sama?" I asked. "Why did you help me?" He turned around and I lowered my gaze, refusing to look him in the eye. "What do you mean?" I could hear him smiling a cold teasing smile. "What else was I suposed to do?" What else my ass. I thought. Everyone knew Aizen as a cruel traitor who would play with his pray then kill it ruthlessly. Everyone knew that if you ever saw him, you should say your prayers and hope for the best. Everyone knew that if you were a soulreaper fighting a losing battle with over 300 freaking menos grandes, Aizen wouldn't be the one to save you. But he was. He was the one to save me. And I had no idea why. I looked up into his cold eyes. "I..." I had didnt know what to say. If this was anyone else messing with me like this, I probably would've face planted them into the ground or what not. "... thank you..." I finally managed. He smirked and continued walking. Jerk. I thought following him further down a hallway making a left then a right then left and left agian. "Where are we going?" I finnally spoke out. "To find grimmjow" the dark haired man said annoyed. I didn't dare ask who that was for I value the pathetic little life I have. We came to a door that blended in nearly perfectly with the white walls that opened on its own. Aizen beckoned me inside a large room with several different styles and sizes of weapons from pocket knives to plasma shooting bazookas. As soon as the door opened I saw a man look up from slicing at a training dummy with a katana. His bright blue hair was beaded with sweat and his muscles were clearly visible on his bare chest. The mans face looked like it was sculped by the gods, with a perfect jawline and blue eyes like steel cages. Tough and stoic on the outside, but only to lock away something either incredibly dangerous or incredibly rare and valuable. Then I looked down and saw a gap clear through his perfected sixpack. " you have a hole in your stomach" I blurted before either of then could say anything. The blue haired guy cracked an amused smile and smirked at Aizen who pretended not to notice. "Grimmjow this is Kaida. Kaida, Grimmjow." Aizen introduced us. As he explained how I got here to Grimmjow, I was trying to determine Grimmjows spiritual energy, which he was hiding incredibly well. He must be pretty strong I thought. " kaida, " Aizen said to me. "Grimjow will be training you to be the new seventh espada" "What!?" I cried out. "No." Grimmjow said flatly at the same time. " Aizen didn't falter. " Grimmjow. You know your orders. And Kaida. Its best you do what your savior says. Especially when he is still debating whether to kill you or not." I took a step back. "Yes sir" I muttered defeated. Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "As you know, " Aizen started, " the previous 7th espada has been killed by my ex-coworker byakuya kuchiki." Yes. I silently said in my head and did an imaginary fist pump. I always liked byakuya but after his wife died, he stopped seeing his old friends and became the most stoic and insensitive person I knew. " because of that," Aizen continued, " Kaida will take his place." "How will she become half hollow though?" Grimmjow crossed his arms over his chest. Aizen smiled like ice and faced me. " you will also be the first test subject of the hogyoku's hollowfication." I felt as if my circulation had been cut off. No way. I thought. No freaking way. I was not going to become a screw up of science. I wouldn't be the outcome of this crazy mans plans. And I definetally was not going to stoop as low as to become part hollow. "No!" I screamed collapsing to the floor. "I wont be the guinea pig for this insane hogyoku crap! You must be out of your mind to think id just go along with it just like that! Are you brain dead?! Get someone else who'll let you test on them!" thet both stared at me dumbfounded. It must be unnatural for 17 year old girls to talk back. " do you know why I picked you?" Aizen was the first to speak. I stared. " its because you were worthy. You fight well, have a high reatsu, a strong will, and how you weild a sword could be... useful." Aizen looked at me with a straight face for once. " I wasn't near your fight on accident." He continued. " those menos weren't there by accident either. I put them there and waited for someone who could take them all without giving up came along. And you did. And I pretended to save you. And now you're repaying me by testing the hogyoku " I just looked at him. Then at the ever-silent Grimmjow. Then back at aizen. " fine..." I grumbled. How that covniced me, don't ask. I am extremely gullible when it cones to flattery. Aizen left, satisfied it seemed, leaving me and Grimmjow alone in the vacant room. "Lets get started" he said turning on his heel leading me to a set of weights. "Allready?" I complained. He glared me down as he set the bars to 200 lbs each side. "You will be staying with me for the next week so you'll do what I say." His voice like steel; tired and annoyed. "Hai" I said sharply. " this seemed to boost his ego. I chuckled on the inside. Simple minded creatures men are. "actually, before the weights, flash step as far as you can." He pointed into the distance of the room which was farther than I could see. I nodded breathing in. Then I one second, I was gone. I looked back and couldn't see Grimmjow anymore. The room must have been enourmous. several miles in all directions i would guess. Then I flash stepped right back beside him. He glanced down surprised to see me again and then looked at me with new found respect. "How far did you go?" He breathed. I shrugged and asked "what's next?" "He grinned a cold grin. "Lets skip to sparring. You have a sword?" "Three actually" I shot back. He looked shocked and bemused. "What? You're hiding another hand somewhere?" He taunted. Shaking my head I flash stepped out of the room and was back holding my weapons. They were all doublesided sheathed in black. Each hilt was a different Color though. One green. One red. And one clear glass. I drew my red one and bowed to my opponent. Grimmjow drew his own sword, which was longer than any of mine, and took a fighting stance. This was going to get interesting.
How was it? um...comments would be great. good or bad... idc. i would love it if someone made suggestions, or told me what i need to work on... i m debating whether to continue or not... Thank you so much for reading.
-Penelope Sundrud
