Wings Won't Take Me
Disclaimer: A'ight listen up 'cause I don't want sued. Nothing within this or any of my fan-fictions belongs to me except original characters, original locations and the storyline. We clear? Anything specific needing mentioned shall be mentioned below.
Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo/Kubo Tite and some other people too.
The title of this fan-fiction, 'Wings Won't Take Me', is derived from the song Ready To Fall by Rise Against and belongs to them/whatever record label they're with. Not me. All I own regarding the song is the ability to play it on Guitar Hero World Tour. I paid 200 Wii Points for it an' all.
This Is It, Soldier: This is at the moment a one-shot, but if anyone wants me to do a full-story with the events leading up to it I shall consider it. So yeah. Here goes. Warning: May contain dark stuffs, will contain death stuffs. Might contain death berry stuffs.
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Renji looked around himself. He knew his time was coming to a close. How many years had it been? How many allies had he lost over those years? Why didn't he do a better job of protecting them? He inwardly kicked himself, as he felt himself fall to the ground.
He didn't have the strength to get up. Most of him didn't want to. He rolled over onto his back and dreamed of the better days. He wanted those days back, messing around back in Soul Society, constantly telling Ichigo how he was gonna get his ass handed to him one of these days. Rukia relentlessly beating the back of his head with her fists for it. He and Ichigo calling her a midget at the same time and running like babies from her for fear of what she'd do to them when she got her hands on them.
Those were the good old days. What had happened to the good old days? Gone, along with the people from them.
Neither side had won the winter war... Not really. Soul Society claimed victory but it was short lived. Only two Captains and 3 Vice Captains managed to survive it. The numbers of the Shinigami were down to less than 200. Only one Espada survived with the already low population of Arrancar dwindling at less than 30. And Yammy, despite being #0, was hardly going to lead them to glory was he? Not with Aizen and Tousen gone, and Gin god-knows where. Both Hueco Mundo and Soul Society were fading away, a slow death that will last centuries.
Renji didn't even notice as the sword of Ichimaru Gin pierced his midsection. For he died the second he hit the ground. He no longer had the will to live, for he could no longer watch as his friends, and Soul Society, died around him.
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Written: 5th August 2009 05:50AM GMT by TheyAreNext of