I added a bit more damage to the characters
Declaimer: I do not own Bleach nor Harry Potter.
The vast desert was slowly but, surely quieting as the clashing of swords ended and the battle cries faded into oblivion. The battles between good and evil were now coming to their climax with all ending in one of the opponents dead. However, in any situation there are always outliers. Our first outlier being the battle between our protagonist and a certain panther.
F*** my life was all Grimmjow could think as he lay bleeding upon the sandy floor of Hueco Mundo. "Heh, there goes dumb*** Yammy" Grimmjow said as he felt another "comrade's" reiatsu fade into the wind. So, this is it for the King. Kinda thought I would die waaaaay cooler. Wait…I'm already dead! Does that mean I'll be twice as dead?! He thought bitterly to himself. Well, might as well close my eyes and wait to feel the sweet flames of Hell.
However, as soon as he had shut his eyes for what seemed to be the final time a voice rang out from the distance. "Itsygo! Itsygo! Nel's sorry for losing! Pwease come back! Itsygoooooo!"
Upon hearing such a youthful voice in the Hell dubbed Las Noches Grimmjow's eyes shot open.
The hell's a child doing in this s**ty sandbox? Grimmjow pondered to himself. S**t! Still can't move. Thanks Nnoitra for f***ing up my d**n spine with that poorly constructed thing you call a sword!
"Hey! Who goes there?" Grimmjow yelled out, seeing as he was as mobile as a quadriplegic.
What followed was the sound of running feet, tiny feet to be exact.
Yeah, Nel's found someone! Was all the toddler sized Arrancar could happily think after walking for miles all by herself. However, the closer she got to the voice so did the distinct stench of blood grow stronger. What happened next could be described in two ways:
From Nelliel's perspective it could be said to be an award winning scary movie. Due to the fact when she finally came to the spot the voice originated from she found a body. A body riddled with open wounds and speckled with bruises. She saw the originally blue hair soaked red from the obviously cracked skull. The man's clothes were now better classified as rags or strips of bloody cloth, which were barely succeeding in hiding his "ahem" reproductive organ. However, despite all the damage he'd obtained the fierce look that called for vengeance still lingered in his aqua eyes.
For Grimmjow it was quite the comical image with a tinge of morbidity sprinkled into the mix. From his perspective he saw a green haired child that looked extremely desperate. One of her eyes was almost swollen shut and her hollow mask looked worse for wear. Her clothes were also so torn it was comical except, the blood coating it took the humor out of the equation. The worst of her injuries appeared to be her bleeding head wound, which looked as if someone had meteor smashed her into the earth repeatedly and the limp she had was from the horribly broken leg.
They stared in silence, with it only broken by the occasional wheeze accompanying every breath Grimmjow took.
Greeeaat. Now I'm Fucking hallucinating Grimmjow thought as he once again closed his eyes. Nel seeing the man was bleeding knew what she had to do. She walked over and proceeded to climb till she was seated upon his lap. Then, she opened her mouth wide, grasped her uvula and began to provide the man with A+ medical aid from Doctor Nelliel.
Well, as anyone can assume Grimmjow jolted awake upon feeling a thick, warm and putrid smelling residue suddenly deposited upon his body.
"THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, YOU FUN-SIZED BITCH" caterwauled Grimmjow, becoming quite pissed he couldn't die in peace.
"Nels ish healing yous with her spit." responded Nel, as drool/vomit dripped down her chin.
"THAT IS NOT SPIT! THAT'S GODDAMN VOMIT! GET OFF NOW BEFORE I SMASH YOU LIKE THE BUG YOU ARE!" Grimmjow screamed so loud that it was audible in the Menos Forest.
"But, Itsygo said it worked" whimpered back Nel, saddened by the memory of Ichigo and the man's response.
"WELL, THAT PROVES…wait did you just say Ichigo?" Grimmjow questioned, his anger dowsed like a flame.
"Yesh! Itsygo is Nel's fwiend but, he's mad cause Nel lost." her cheerful face dying down into quite the somber frown.
Sheesh, didn't think Berry boy had the nads to do that. If I survive this I'll congratulate him after kicking his ass, Grimmjow thought as he fantasied having Ichigo at his mercy.
"Yeah, seems like something he'd do. Hell, did you see how fast he dropped his Mexican luchador of a friend? For having some shitty hero complex he dumps his "friends" pretty quick." Grimmjow said nonchalantly.
Then again what do I know? Seeing as I've never had a friend.
Nel didn't know whether to laugh at the sudden changes of mood expressed upon the man's face or be scared.
He's reminds me of Pesche. Nel ideally thought as the silence returned between the two Arrancars. However, the thought of her family soon brought a wave of tears to her pink eyes.
Oh No! The kid is crying Grimmjow mentally screamed to himself, as he began to freak out. Uhhh…what did that kissass Ulquiorra do when Princess cried? Oh yeah. "Silence, onna…or some stupid shit like that" Grimmjow said as he attempted to imitate Ulquiorra's signature facial expression.
"Look, I, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, don't do tears and sentimental moments nor will I be the shoulder you cry on! If you're going to do that take, it somewhere else and let me die in peace" Grimmjow said with no regard to Nel's feelings.
"Wait! Yous the one who healed Itsygo and made the bwack haired meanie go poof" Nel said, instantly recognizing and establishing a sort of kinship with the disgruntled man,"So that means yous an ally! Hi Grimmy, my name is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck but, you can call mes Nel" she said with a dazzling smile.
Upon hearing this Grimmjow did a double take. Nelliel…the past Tres Espada?! "Wait do you mean... However, before Grimmjow could finish his question the ground shook harder than a level 10 earthquake. Both Espada eyes darted to and fro in every possible direction but, found nothing.
"Okay…what the hell did that?!" Grimmjow screamed to no one in particular as Nel clung to his chest in fear. Just then a garguanta appeared under Grimmjow which, successfully sucked the two Arrancars into what would be a life changing adventure. Some say to this very day the words, "WHAT THE FucK!?" could be heard echoing over and through the vast plains of Hueco Mundo.
To Be Continued…
