Wow... It's been like... a month since I last updated. More. Sorry guys. Please don't hate me too much!
Anyways, during that time our computer crashed and we had to get a new one, losing all of the files saved on the old one. Luckily I kept all of my 'important' stuff on a memory stick, but the same can't be said about our iTunes, emails and school projects. So right now I'm reuploading our iTunes library while I wrote this. That's all that it took to get me motivated. A crashed computer and a few hours spent uploading cds to the new one...
Anyways, the new computer is amazing, so I'm not complaining too much. Just about the lost data I suppose, but we have highspeed internet now (finally).
If I owned Bleach I wouldn't be writing crappy fanfiction while eating leftover halloween candy and updating our computer.
"Tsuin," Tara murmured, swishing her zanpaku-to out to the side, and watching with extreme satisfaction as it sliced through the flesh of the 'hollow' that had been about to eat them.
"Futago," Bren's soft voice came in just after her, and a howl of pain from the hollow accompanied her statement. The two girls looked at each other, examining their zanpaku-tos with identical looks of wonder. A slim silver chain ran between the two of them, connecting them through their zanpaku-tos. The blades themselves hadn't changed much, aside from the etchings on the metal. Feeling a bit disappointed that they didn't have the time to examine the markings, the two girls resumed their attack.
It was far harder than expected. Although the hollow was easy to defeat- one solid stroke through the mask finished the job for them, they kept tripping over the chain connecting them. It was too long sometimes, when they were close together, and too short when they were far apart.
"This may take some practice," Bren remarked, running her fingers over the delicate silver chain.
"Is this really necessary?" Tara wondered.
"Apparently."
"Dammit."
"What was that?" Annica demanded, scowling. "I don't like it."
"That was a monster," Bren said, finally getting tired of Annica. "And do you know what monsters do with bad little children? They eat them. And the next one will eat you if you don't shut up right now."
"Monsters aren't real!" Annica insisted.
"Well what was that then? An innocent little bunny rabbit? I think not. And look, you didn't shut up. Too bad." Bren turned away, smirking. "I guess the monsters will feed well tonight." Annica didn't say anything more after that.
"That was a bit harsh, don't you think?" Tara asked quietly.
"Well if you want her to keep on talking, you can go ahead and tell her that it was a lie," Bren retorted.
"I'd rather not. Now that she's quiet, I'd like to keep it that way."
"Thought so."
Despite the fact that they were greatly outnumbered, the battle was far easier than expected. For one, none of the beings going up against them seemed to be fighting at their full power. It was almost as though they had just come from another battle and were still exhausted. What with Byakuya and Renji's Bankais, and Kaili's paralyzing zanpaku-to, not to mention the four dragons fighting alongside them the fight was almost easy. Almost.
It definitely would have been simple if they hadn't been trying not to kill their attackers. None of them thought that it was quite fair to kill something that was enslaved and being forced to fight against its will. And so, instead of simply shredding through the incoming monsters with thousands of tiny, gleaming blades, Byakuya was attempting to render unconscious several hundred incoming monsters with thousands of tiny blades. For obvious reasons, this was so much more difficult than the alternative. With a soft sigh, Byakuya gave up on the whole thousands of tiny blades thing and did something (another thing) that he'd sworn never to do. But since the only person he was breaking a promise with was himself, he figured that it was the smallest of all of his offences. Placing the tips of his fingers together, he murmured a phrase of words under his breath.
Bren and Tara were enjoying a thankfully silent walk when Janice spoke up.
"You know, I really must protest this treatment," she began haughtily. "You cannot just waltz around and order us around. We have rights."
"You know what," Bren began, turning to face the older woman.
"You're right." Tara finished.
"So you can go and do whatever you want,"
"While we go and do whatever we want."
"It'll certainly be a whole bunch enjoyable than babysitting you two."
The 'twins' both waved cheerfully, and dashed over the sand.
An angelface smiles to me,
Under a headline of tragedy,
That smile used to give me warmth
Farewell- no words to say
Beside the cross on your grave
And those forever burning candles
"You know, I like the end better."
"Me too. Let's skip the middle!"
Sing me a song
Of your beauty
Of your kingdom
Let the melodies of your harps
Caress those whom we still need
Yesterday we shook hands
My friend
Today a moonbeam lightens my path
My guardian
Janice and Annica stared at each other, bewildered.
"Now what?" Annica asked, sounding shocked. There was a blur of movement, and Tara and Bren reappeared back in front of them.
"Just kidding!" they chorused.
"Did you honestly think that we'd just leave you here?" Tara inquired.
"We hate you, but not that much." Bren continued with a small shrug. "Now shut up and come on. Both Goliath and Mastiff came out, and I want to read them. Sooner rather than later."
The only warning that came before... whatever Byakuya did was a soft, muted hum in the air. Then a bright light flashed through the cave, followed by a foggy haze that obscured all vision. When it cleared the cave was completely empty of all of the monsters. Byakuya was standing off to the side, looking annoyed. Deciding that whatever he had done, Renji didn't want to be on the receiving end of it, he glanced around the cave. Kaili was standing with her zanpaku-to up, looking just as confused as he felt. The four dragons also looked bewildered.
"What'd you do?" Renji demanded.
"I freed them." Byakuya frowned a bit and then shrugged, turning his attention to Dagger. "They're not your toys anymore. They never can be ever again."
"You took away my toys? You can't do that!"
"I just did."
With a roar of rage, Dagger sprang at Byakuya, who dodged the blow easily, appearing next to Renji.
"How'd you do that?" Renji asked.
"It's complicated. Is now really the time?"
"I suppose not."
Screaming his anger, Dagger attacked again.
They exited Hueco Mundo and sprinted their way down the streets towards the hospital. Nobody noticed their presence, which was really cool. Once they'd reached the hospital, they went their separate ways, towards their bodies.
To Tara and Bren, it was actually a little bit disappointing, sinking back into their bodies. They had been so free as souls. They had been able to walk on air and nobody had noticed their presence. It had been fun. After that, being back in their physical bodies was a bit disappointing. But, the thought of finally being able to read both Mastiff and Goliath was a perfect antidote for the depression that had set in at the thought of how confining having physical bodies was.
However, apparently they weren't allowed to read Mastiff or Goliath just yet. The hospital staff was stumped at their sudden recovery from a coma, and wanted them to stay at the hospital to have some tests done. Although the word tests didn't sound at all appealing, the two girls didn't exactly have a choice. Bored, they retreated into their inner world, which was so much more interesting than the real one at the moment. Soon a chorus of four voices sounded over the inner landscape.
Oh and now,
The end is near
And I face that final curtain
So good-bye to strife
This is the last dance of my life
Lord, of this I'm certain
I've been a sinner,
I've been a saint,
Done both good and evil deeds
Oh, but in the end, I was good to my friends
And that's good enough for me.
Oh good Lord, they say all souls you forgive
Well if that's true then why
does there need to be a Hell?
Hey, what's that sulfur-y smell?
Now I can feel the fire creepin' up my thigh.
I'm goin' to Hell,
In a handbasket.
It's a Bohemian Rhapsody.
Oh, Galileo, mama mia,
Scaramouch, Scaramouch.
Oh, Beelzebub's got a devil put aside for me.
The songs in this chapter are 'Angels Fall First' by Nightwish and 'Hell in a Handbasket' by Voltaire. Check them out, they're amazing! (I'd post the links, but fanfiction doesn't allow that).
Review? Unless you're so mad at me for not updating that you're totally going to ignore me. I can't really blame you either way.
-Stormy