AN: Hello everyone! This is my 2nd Ulquihime fic and it's sort of dark which is in contrast with my 1st that's more of a fairy tale-turned-reality story. I'm not pretty sure if Rating T 's OK for this. I'm pretty new around here so I don't know how the ratings go so if you see that it is not suited, please inform me about it :D
You can also check out and read my other story, "El Que Llora" (He Who Cries)and let me know what you think
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach (though I sort of wish I did)
Blood. I need more blood. I piled up bodies over bodies but I can never quench my thirst for more. I looked behind me as I see dead bodies drained of blood before my eyes. Trash. These people's blood is simply impure and tainted and it can never satisfy my hunger.
I did this every night. When the moon rises up in the skies, I hunt. Thousands of men have fallen before me but nothing can ever suffice this emptiness I feel. I have no one to run to and it is with this that I haunt men who have carelessly thrown away those who care and love for them. They have given up their loved ones for pride, money and lust. I bear within my very soul the sins that these men committed. I am the embodiment of the fate they have chosen for turning away the blessings that were spoon fed to them but they were too blind to see. I am a demon roaming freely, no chains to hold me from my animalistic ways. Everyone feared me and this pain I bear is too great to ever be satisfied.
Pain. This searing pain. I hissed at the growing discomfort my heart was giving me. I clenched at my shirt, almost ripping it in the process, trying to silence its' beating.
What is a heart? I questioned myself, looking at the corpses in front of me. I took one man and held him up. Surprisingly, he was breathing. I simply looked at his eyes, void of emotion. He spat and said in an almost audible murmur.
"Y-y-you're…a…m-m-mon-monster!"
I looked in disinterest. I have heard that statement a thousand times. It was nothing new to me.
I held him up higher, clenching my fist tighter around his neck. He gasped, trying desperately to breathe. Pathetic. These humans are all the same.
"Human, what is a heart?" I simply asked demandingly.
Not waiting for an answer, I ripped open his shirt and stabbed my hand through the struggling man's chest. I held his heart in my hands and discarded the body.
So this a heart? I looked at it intently. It was right before my eyes but why was I dissatisfied? I shook my head in dismay and simply threw it away, along with its dead owner.
I turned my head away from the scene, running in an unimaginable speed. I need more. This simply cannot suffice.
I spotted a lone figure from afar. She was sitting on a bench, crying.
The wind blew hard and her auburn hair was fluttering gracefully with the wind.
Her scent filled the air around me. I gripped at my beating heart filled with desire to consume her, overpower her with my superhuman strength. This sweet smell, it was so enticing. I have never smelled something so enchanting as this.
I walked up slowly to her. She looked up at me, her face swollen from her crying. She stood up and looked at me in shock. She looked at me in amazement and a smile formed at her lips. Strange, I thought. This was the first time a human has looked at me with such interest and joy.
I forcibly gripped her shoulders and moved her auburn-hair from her neck. I placed my face directly over it, smelling the delicious scent this woman's blood was giving out.
I flashed my fangs and let her see it. I expected her to struggle and cry out desperately for help like others did. I wanted to see her cower in fear and in utter despair.
I looked at her in slight confusion when she did nothing of such. She simply stared at me in curiosity as she stood stiffly before my very eyes.
Death. Isn't everyone afraid just by the idea itself? Isn't it that people would trade anything to spare their lives?
"Ah, but it's too early for Halloween." She simply said, looking at me with those innocent eyes.
"I am not what you think I am, woman. I have come here destroy you, consume you with utter despair. I will make you feel pain like never before. I will drain you of every drop of blood in your body and take your very life right here, killing you slowly in the process. When I'm through with you, I will reach out and take your very heart to fill up the emptiness in mine. Aren't you afraid, woman?" I threatened, pointing my hand right above her chest where her heart is.
Her eyes widened in surprise for a slight moment and looked at my eyes with so much intensity; however, I could not smell fear. Her will was strong and her heart was naïve. Surely, the only logical way to make her feel this pain I speak about would be to let her experience it in detail.
"You are..." She finally spoke, her gray orbs suddenly looking at me with sympathy. She raised her hand up and moved to touch my chest, furrowing her brows in confusion.
"Don't!" I hissed through clenched teeth as I shoved her hand away and gripped her shoulders again with force.
She whimpered slightly and pain but her resolve was not swayed. I placed my fangs over her exposed neck and was ready to taste her when I suddenly felt presence of another. This aura, it is not human. I turned away and looked at where I presumed they were coming.
Suddenly, three men appeared right before my eyes, glaring at the woman right behind me. They flashed their fangs out and moved with great speed.
I quickly followed their pace and blocked their attacks. They were heading for the girl. The reason why I was protecting her was beyond me.
These low-class vampires are trash. Their will was too weak to fight off the overwhelming power that their very souls were forever lost and taken over by a beast. They are like lifeless shells which have fallen prey to their needs.
I anticipated the other vampire charging on my right and swiftly drew my hand out, piercing through its body, stopping its heart from beating. As I did so, the other vampire tried desperately to grip the girl behind me but I came just in time to shove him away and drive it to its own death as well.
I heard the girl gasp and I turned around to face her with my bloodied hands and merciless eyes. I drew closer to her, smelling that tempting smell of hers. I assumed with the earlier display of my dominating strength that I could finally see her squirm in fear. I gripped her wrist and felt her pulse right with my very hands. Yet I saw nothing. The girl simply stood with her eyes trying desperately to hide the tears. She looked at me affectionately, holding my cheeks with her delicate hands.
"T-Thank You…Ulquiorra. I…It's been so long."
With that, I felt a searing pain in my head. I backed away from the girl and I can feel a pressure forcing me down to my knees. I knelt down as I was overwhelmed by images of my past. I gripped my head with my hands, pulling forcibly at my hair. Please. Please make it stop.
The girl frantically moved closer to me, leaning down and offered her hand, brushing her hands slightly on my hair.
"DON'T!" I growled in agony as I bit my fangs to my lower lip, causing it to bleed tremendously.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed once more as I closed my eyes and saw blurry images.
A young girl. That smile. A strand of auburn hair. Blood everywhere. Snow. Crying. Emptiness. Despair. A blood red rose…
"I think that is quite enough." Someone spoke. I couldn't make out what was happening. I could feel my sanity slip right through my hands at that very moment. This pain was too much. It mirrored the same agony as my soul was facing.
The man approached the sobbing woman, looking her right into her eyes.
"You will not remember him or any memory related to him and the events that transpired this night." The brown-haired man spoke, his gaze fixed on her eyes.
"But I—Ulquiorra and I promis-", she resisted through her tears then her stare suddenly went blank.
"I will not remember him and the events that transpired this night." She spoke robotically and with that, I felt my consciousness slip right through as I felt strong hands grip me and pull me up.
"Goodbye…" I whispered as I drifted off to the darkness.
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
-My Immortality, Evanescence