A/N Nothing to say really, just that the theme is:
Set Me Free by Jam & Spoon feat. (Lautlos Remix) or something like that ;)
Hope u enjoy!
Empty rooms closed in on him…there was no way out. Creaking and the sound of rushing water met his ears as he prepared for a torrent of water. Any minute now…and then there was a crash, loud and leaving an eerie silence…nothing had happened. And then it burst forth, all hell breaking loose in restrained fury. Dragged underwater from the currents, gasping and sobbing for breath, there was no way out. The vigorous waves filled his mouth, choking him in coughs. He pushed himself upwards, but the ever rising and changing waters, only pushing him back down again, lungs screaming for air. Another deep crash was heard, and a sharp smack hit the water not too far from him. And then it happened so quickly…
He had finally gotten to the surface when a new torrent burst in from the other sides. The water mixed between each other, relentless and unforgiving. He didn't have time to think, to act…his body was slammed roughly against the wall, making his vision blur. The ceiling was falling apart. His head ached horribly and crimson was staining the water around him.
A white-hot, searing pain burst in his chest and a scream of pain echoed around the room. Blood trailed from his mouth, dripping down his neck and into the water. The ceiling was collapsing…on him. Then as soon as it started, it was over. The water level was slowly decreasing, and wavering going up and down at a certain level.
Water lapped at the Shinigami's stomach…a silent and quick shiver ran through his body. The water was ice cold and steadily rising in the Central 46 chamber. The slithering cold was stained…thick, sticky and red with blood. Shaking with overwhelming cold, he put his back against the wall…and slid down, coming to a seat in the now chest high water.
This is it…all this time it finally had to come to this. He thought as the water rose up to his mouth.
Pain…Cold… And everything went black in a torrent of cold agony.
Doors flew open as the Fourth's Relief Team rushed in with stretchers ready.
Noises flew around Ichigo in a jumble of voices and yelling, threatening to make his head explode.
Ichigo opened his eyes, nauseated by the spinning of the room…or so he thought it to be that way. He stirred, and a gasp of pain escaped his lips as his cracked ribs shifted, smothering him in raw agony.
He couldn't remember a thing.