The lost way

by moonlitcat

There was more than one way to progress as a hollow. The old way that existed when the worlds Hueco Mundo, Soul Society, and the mortal world, were combined. At a time, when the three powers coexisted peacefully, when the lost way of protection, of love, and the way of peace was bountiful, the old way prevailed. Now the lost way, comes again. WILL BE YAOI. AN: i drew the picture.

3. Chapter 3

THE LOST WAY

(AN: Well here is the Third chapter. Hope you like it.)

Disclaimer: This is for all my next chapters, I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR BLEACH! I can tell you all that if I did Harry would end up with Sev and Ichigo would be with either Grimmjow or any other dominate male. Depends on the day.

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Dying was unlike anything he had ever felt before. At first it was peaceful, quit. As if rest had finally come. Small ripples would softly brush against his very being, and as time seemed to pass, what made him him, was slowly washed away.

Memories, feelings thoughts, emotions. They were all cleared away. What he feared, what he hoped for, his dreams and insecurities; all were clensed from his being.

Emptiness. The feeling of having to worry about nothing, doing nothing, being nothing. For the first time in whatever life the being used to live, it was safe, at peace. Sadness pain, hate could not touch the being, so the being was as innocent as a newborn babe. It knew nothing of hunger of fear or of pain. all that it knew was the comfort of the Emptyness.

But as time passed something seemed to change. It was no longer a comfort to be empty. It was no longer peaceful to have no sense of self. The being was starting to grow. It was feeling trapped. It hungered. It experienced pain. The pain of going hungry, the fear of being caged.

So the being decided to fight. To gain freedom from whatever cage the being had been cast into. The more it fought and was unsuccessful, the more its anger grew, the more it hated the empty feeling inside. Snarling it pushed its way through a millennia of peace and innocence to try and gain back, what it didn't even know it lost.

It seemed like a millennia before its struggle gained any ground. Before light set into its eyes, smells in its nose, sounds in its ears, and taste in its mouth.

It was like waking up.

With the first whiff of the world, the being was filled with a hunger that was above anything ever felt. It no longer hungered to get out. A savageness had entered a being. The smells, the sights, the power, the being wanted it all. It wanted to be filled with that which it was lacking. It wanted to be challenged and to come out on top as predator.

It wanted to survive.

At that moment, pain shot through the being. Limbs it didn't even realized it had twitched and convulsed before growing and shaping into grotesque shapes. Its head twisted and curled into its body as the snapping of the being's bones filled the air.

When at last the pain faded, and the only sound to be heard were silent whimpers. The beast stood up. Opening savage red eyes, it slowly turned around. There its nose met the smell of flesh of power and of innocence.

Looking strait ahead, the beast was met with the sight of a clearing surrounded by trees. And far off in the distance, a single tower could be seen.

The beat's face contorted into a manic grin, and it slowly stalked its prey.

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(AN: I know its short, but ill have the next chapter up in a couple weeks. It just seemed right to leave it here.)