AN: HI this is my very first Bleach fanfic, please don't hate but constructive criticism is appreciated , DISCLAIMER : I DON'T OWN BLEACH OR THE CHARACTERS.
I was running. Faster. Faster. They'll catch me. I ran as fast as I could my feet were hurting, I slipped but all it took was a wiggle of my tail to set me back on balance. My horns currently have leaves and other things protruding from them, I was so close to the exit of this world, I could almost smell the acrid air of the human world.
They were gaining on me.
I sped up using a technique called shunpo it allows us demons to move so fast the average eye doesn't even see. The cliff was fast approaching, I gripped the handle of my bloodied zanpaktou and pushed my body to the limit.
It was when I got to the cliff that I noticed there was a lone figure standing atop my only chance at life.
It was my uncle.
My uncle Aizen.
He smiled warmly at me, such a fake smile so full of shit, how can everyone not see the malice behind those eyes of pure hatred and evil intent.
I stopped and glared at him hatred dripping from every syllable that left my mouth. "Get the hell out of my damn way Aizen." I said surprisingly calm and it came out as a feral growl.
"Ahh, my beloved nephew, where might you be going, hmmm?" He questioned me his eyes were sparkling with mirth.
"Away from your stupid ass!" I shouted as I brought my zanpaktou around to my waist and tightly gripped the hilt with both hands. I could hear the foot falls of people finally catching up.
He had the balls to chuckle at me and his stupid fake smile got wider, " You think you could survive up there?" he questioned as he chuckled a bit, " Those hunters will kill you as soon as you set foot out of this world." He stated flatly.
They were just beyond the trees now.
I mustered up all of my remaining strength and kept my spirit pressure low so he wouldn't catch on, it simply looked as if I were actually thinking about my decision.
Ha no way in hell.
I looked at him my eyes white he looked surprised that was all the opening I needed I shouted so loud I hope the heavens heard my scream of pure rage.
"GETSUGA TENSHOU!"
A torrent of pure white light shot from my slim black and red katana and I ran. I ran as fast as I could toward the edge of the cliff…..and I jumped.
I hurled my body over the edge into the black abyss that was the portal to the human realm. I saw the look of pure rage on my uncles face as I fell and I couldn't help but let a smile slide past my lips.
The whole world felt as if it was shifting like I was being flipped, stretched and turned inside out as I fell, and fell through the empty black space.
The last thing I saw was black.
'Damn its cold' I thought as I was pulled up the collar on my blue and black jacket.
I tousled my blue locks dusting out any of the dried blood that remained there, I had just got back from a demon hunt, I had to go by myself because my bitch ass friend Nnoitora went on a 'romantic weekend with his little blonde bitch.
I was currently strolling the streets of Karakura Town and as I walked through the cold ass street, I thought about how lately the demons have been on the increase around the world and we, the hunters had no earthly idea why.
The only things we actually know about demons is One; that they walk among us in what they call gigai and it is basically a demon downgraded to human status. Two; they come from "The Flip Side" which is basically a post-apocalyptic image of our world. Like I said we don't know much, demons can be killed by killing their gigai.
A sound around the corner cut off my musing, I gripped the pistol and walked forward.
I could smell the blood before I saw it and what I saw in that alley surprised me, there laying on the dingy floor was a kid maybe 16 or 17 who looked extremely hurt, he was wearing a tight button up black shirt and a black vest over the top with a red tie both of which were torn and I could tell he was bleeding in multiple places judging by the growing puddle on the ground, his pants were, you guessed it , black and were also torn, he had what seemed to be brown? Hair and brace yourselves here comes the weird part the kid had symbols tattooed up his arm that was missing a sleeve, I walked over and carefully rolled him onto his back, he looked like he was still breathing.
'Hhhhh, This is going to be a long night.' I grumbled to myself and picked the injured freak up.
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