Westside Story From Hell
Chapter 2
The Shinigami and the Espada have been rivals for as long as I have remembered. At the beginning, I told you about how Ichigo and the rest quickly became apart of the few leaders of the group. Not just anybody was allowed to be the top. You had to have a…special ability. In this town of ours, it wasn't that rare to have one. It's just nobody else knew that having an ability was real. It was rare for a normal human to find out.
Rukia was the first one to notice hers. We were in primary school, in the 3rd grade. Rukia could always predict when something was bound to happen. It was really cool back then, she was able to tell us when we'd have a sub, or whether or not the school food was going to be edible that day. We never really thought much of it, until 5th grade.
In the 5th grade, Ichigo's mom died. We didn't really know the details, but Ichigo was with her when she died. The week she died, Ichigo became really distance. It wasn't surprising, anyone would be like that.
The Monday following that week, Ichigo didn't go to school. We were in the middle of homeroom when Rukia had this dazed look in her eyes. After a few minutes, she got up from her chair and rushed out of the door. We all followed her without a second thought. It wasn't that we were nosy or anything, it was just that…she looked like she was about to cry; and Rukia wasn't one to cry. Never.
We had followed her out to the courtyard, running out of the school gates to the little bridge we all walked across every morning and afternoon. Instead of going across the bridge, she slid down the hill and came to a complete halt. Just standing there, watching the shadows under the bridge.
She stood there for awhile, before talking careful steps forward, whispering, "Ichigo, you can come out. It's ok." Not long afterwards, Ichigo came out. He was shaking, crying silently.
"He…he won't leave me alone." He choked out. It was that day, he got his…ability. Ability wasn't the right word but we couldn't think of anything else.
Ichigo had another person inside him. His name was Hichigo, and every time he came out, Ichigo's hair would turn to a whiter shade. It was his spilt personality, and it only came out when Ichigo knew he couldn't protect the ones he cared about.
Soon after Ichigo found his ability, Uryuu and Chad's ability came out. Uryuu became telekinesis and Chad had super strength.
In middle school, I don't remember what happened, but I have no recollection of the 6th grade. But somewhere in there, something happened that triggered my ability.
In the first week of summer, I woke up in a hospital bed. I still knew everything, everything except my family or my relatives. They were just shadows, black blobs in my memories. I had been released from the hospital a week afterwards and I was being escorted to a new home within the town limits by a police officer. We were driving past the library when one of their windows shattered. He pulled over, ran to the front of the library, and went inside. I could distinctly remember the gunshots, how every time I heard one, I'd whimper in the front seat.
Not being able to take it anymore, I had jumped out of the cruiser, and ran inside. I didn't want to be alone, and I wasn't the brightest at the time. The police officer was on the ground, and so was the owner of the library. There were two big guys dressed in black by the cash register.
When they noticed me, one of them pulled their gun out and shot at me. When the bullet was close enough, it was reflected. A yellow shield had materialized out of thin air, and blocked the attack. Coincidentally, the bullet was sent back and shot the guy in the leg. By the time, he was one the floor, his partner had run out of the library.
I had then rushed to both the owner and the officer, and I don't know how I did it, but I healed them. The officer was awake when I was healing them, but he didn't see my shield. My friends and the officer were the only people who knew of my healing power. The shield though, was my own little secret.
To this day, I still haven't remembered what happened during 6th grade; and everytime I asked, my friends would just shy away from the topic. If they didn't want to tell me, I don't think I wanted to know.
In my freshman year, Rangiku left us as she promised. During our childhood, she never found her ability. Whether or not she has one now, nobody knew on our side. Still, she was our friend, so she knew all of ours, but Rangiku was loyal. She'd never tell them. At least, I don't think she would.
And then there was Nel.
As I said before, Nel and I met during sophomore year. We both didn't really see why The Shinigami and The Espada were enemies. So we ignored the rivalry and became best friends. She knew about my healing powers, and I knew of her ability.
Her ability came to her in freshman year. It was that year that the rivalry between the two was at its worst. It technically felt like World War 2 in school. It was on one of those humid days, where it was too hard to breathe outside, and everyone was making it uncomfortable to breathe inside. She had accidentally ran into the corridor where The Espada and The Shinigami were bickering. It was there that the two co-captains were bickering and since they were both seniors, they both were making fun of who the other team was going to choose for their next co-captain. It had gotten seriously bad. Each had a few members backing them up. The Espada had Ulquiorra, and Grimmjow, whom at the time were freshman. The Shinigami had Ichigo and Rukia there, whom were, as well, both freshman. They were teaching them the ropes.
Nel had stumbled into the corridor. It was pretty much deserted except for them. Grimmjow and Rukia were the first two to notice her. They didn't act upon it, just stared. At first, Nel was stable. Or as stable as Nel could be. But as the voices got louder, the closer they got, the more irritated everyone else got in the corridor, the shakier Nel had become.
She had told me that soon after her legs gave out. Her ears had a ringing sound to them, making her clutch her head in pain; her vision had become fuzzy, and she was finding it hard to breathe.
She continued to watch them. The co-captains taking steps closer to one another, getting ready to make their first move. She said she had noticed that Grimmjow was smirking at her, he was going to turn around and continue to watch his co-captain until he noticed blood trickling down from her nose. He then started taking cautious steps toward her; and when the co-captains both made their move, finally making physical contact, she passed out.
Nel didn't really have a name for her ability. But she could feel the feelings of others, of things, and of places. She was an empath, you could say. Although, when the going did get rough, and the feelings of hatred and anger clashed with one another, her ability would go bezerk. Thus making her pass out from the strain on her body. Physically and mentally.
We all had our abilities. Although the Espada and the Shinigami were from different gangs, we both knew that each and every one of us had an ability. You see, no normal human was ever to know our existence, our powers. With the exception of Rangiku, of course. The Espada didn't know what our abilities were, and we didn't know theirs. At least, not until we got into a fight. When we fought, we would unleash our abilities onto one another. It was a fight until someone gave up, or was on the verge of dying.
When Rangiku walked out that door, I had started packing up; and when I was gathering my things together, hopefully the green-eyed wonder listened to me about the sudden close. With that, we both turned out all the lights, flipped the sign on the door and walked out.
When we had gotten to the parking lot, it was bad. Really bad, I even had to make Nel stay inside the car. Even if it did just dull the pain only a little. I was close enough to them to see that Ichigo looked extremely pissed and that Rukia had a giant bruise forming on her left cheek. The bruise came down from the corner of her eye down to the corner of her mouth. Her ear had a tiny speck of dry blood on it too. It was as if she was beaten with something extremely hard.
As Rangiku said, Grimmjow and Ichigo were at each other's throats. Grimmjow was looking like he was enjoying himself, I bet he really loved seeing Ichigo so riled up. Behind them, Ulquiorra had pulled up in his car and was now making his way towards them. His eyes flickered to where Lilynette stood, his eyes looked hateful. Lilynette was standing next to Starrk, she looked like she was having the time of her life, that is until she caught Starrk's eye. Starrk looked really bored but at the same time, he looked really disappointed at Lilynette. My guess is, Lilynette did the damage.
My guess was right.
Behind everybody, you could vaguely see Gin leaning against his car with Rangiku right beside him. She was talking quietly to him, under her breath. I could see her mouth moving, but there was no way to tell what she was saying.
I was close enough to see them, as I said before. So I was also close enough to hear them too. Although, they all couldn't see me, I could feel Ulquiorra and Gin searching me out in the shadows.
"You damn cat, can't you control that girl of yours?" Ichigo growled.
"Woah there big boy, no need to throw a hissy fit." Grimmjow sneered, and continued to laugh in Ichigo's face.
And on and on it went. I switched my gaze back at Rangiku, she wasn't talking anymore, she looked more like she was pouting. Waiting for an answer, the RIGHT answer. I saw Gin sigh, and nod his head quickly. Before I could blink, Rangiku was running over to where Rukia was, and pulling her towards me.
"Where do you think you're going?" Grimmjow bellowed. Ichigo didn't seem to mind, he was too busy searching for what could possibly be lurking in the shadows. When his eyes found my form, he looked a bit wary. As quick as that emotion came, it went.
Not everyone could find my form, in the shadows I learned how to hide well. I learned how to blend in with the background so the only way someone could see me was to know it was me they were looking for.
Rangiku and Rukia started slowing down as they came closer to my car. As soon as they were right in front of me, I instinctively put my hand up to Rukia's face. It had become swollen in the short amount of time. Tints of dark blue were splattered diligently across her cheekbone. It was slightly horrifying that such a tiny thing like Lilynette could do this much damage. It made it almost impossible to stay calm when anguish was tagging along for the ride in my blood.
Looking back up to the scene, Gin seemed to have forgotten about my presence—no matter how unlikely that sounded. However, Ulquiorra had not. He was still searching, his eyes in the right direction but not getting the right person. His eyes were trained on Rukia and Rangiku as they walked towards my car, and he even knew Nel was there! But his eyes kept drifting past me, he knew something was there, although, he didn't know what.
A wave of frustration shimmered across his face for a split second; narrowing his eyes, he went back to watching the fight. Ichigo and Grimmjow were practically clawing at each other's throat, waiting for the first move, the first move to set everything into action. Grimmjow's eye's flashed; he widened his mouth wider showing off his canines. I needed to heal Rukia somewhere else, and I needed to get Nel out of here fast.
I turned slightly heading back to my car, but that little movement of mine set the trigger. As my first step was taken, Rangiku had decided that Rukia was safe with me in my car and walked out of the shadows back to Gin; It was also deemed that my movement was like a whistle, like I, myself, was yelling 'GO!'
Horrified, I watched as Grimmjow knocked Ichigo to the ground, before diving right after him to give one of those punches that basically are about trying to turn your brain to mush. I was only a few steps away from my car, and glancing back, I saw Nel shrivel up and whine against the seat. I ran to my car door, and quickly started the engine, my tires squealing against the pavement, I drove backward before I could turn into a quick circle to speed away. Before leaving the gate, I took one last glimpse of the fight.
Rangiku was there, playing with the hem of her shirt while leaning into Gin's side. Ulquiorra had taken a step forward, watching my car drive away. Ichigo had finally gotten the upperhand, and was now rolling around with Grimmjow in a somewhat decent fight. You could tell Ichigo was really trying to get a hold of himself, the tips of his bright orange hair were turning white, and his eyes kept flashing a slightly yellow-ish color. Everyone was preoccupied with the fight, they were all used to having people running away when a fight broke out. It was common sense, pure luck when you weren't involved. But Gin and Ulquiorra seemed to know that someone driving away now wasn't having pure luck. It was being involved. What was worse than knowing that both of them were onto me, was that Gin had smiled. Smiled like he knew.
Sorry, to change the title back to it's first original name, Westside Story From Hell. It was saved like that on my laptop and it made me feel horrid to change it on here. I'm sorry, fanfiction! I've broke one of your rules!
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