Theme: Lost Scene
Shatter
The screeching clash of steel against steel grated through the air. Two figures collided, striving against time and each other. Off to the side, another figure observed the struggle, golden eyes narrowed in a cat-like expression of concern.
"Rukia's execution date has been changed again."
A splintering crack spider-webbed across the sword. It was tossed away without hesitation as it shattered, discarded in favor of a more sound weapon. A brief pause, a lull, during which the sound of labored panting could be heard, and then the two lunged towards each other again. They met in a flurry of exchanged blows, invisible to the untrained eye but denoted by the harsh cry of meeting blades.
"The execution will take place at noon tomorrow."
They were well-matched, but the new sword was unable to withstand the merciless abuse. It, too, cracked and shattered. The sun continued its steady ascent to the zenith of the sky. And the battle continued.
Many minutes and several more swords met their end before the next lull. The pair watched each other warily, one gaze depthless, unfathomable, the other implacable and determined. The moment stretched, tautening- an uncomfortable pressure weighed down upon the scene, seeming to slow time itself.
The hand reached out for another blade, and the atmosphere shifted imperceptibly. Calloused fingers closed around the hilt. Time jumped into full gear. A confusion of sight and sound burst forth at the next collision.
A sword shattered.
Ichigo stood, victorious over time and soul.
Next Chapter: Connection
"They are connected by the sword embedded in his chest."
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