WestSide Story From Hell
Chapter 26
Ulquiorra glared at their backs as they turned and walked away. Griping to himself, he turned and ignored the looks he was being shot at by bystanders. He was lucky enough to be left alone considering he was in their territory, but that didn't make him calm down. Not in the slightest.
They could be valuable to each other. They could team up and work something out; they could both do something about Aizen and save Orihime! But it seemed like that wouldn't be the case.
He walked back to his car, and sat down in the front seat. He held his keys in his hand, but refused to start it. He stayed like that, just staring off into space.
His mind was racing, but he couldn't think of any solutions and that's what bothered him the most. He needed a plan, but all the ones he could think of had horrible endings to them.
He could feel the raging madness boil inside his chest. The grip he had in his keys came tighter as he finally lost it and slammed his fist into the horn. Quickly, he jabbed his keys into the ignition and squealed out of the parking lot.
Ulquiorra kept his eyes on the road and he stomped on the gas. He could feel the engine whine, but he pushed it farther. He was just... so mad.
He was about to keep going when he reached the stoplight. Slamming his foot on the brake, he yelled and screamed out curse words to the world. He had been trying so hard.
Saving everyone, but her.
Helping everyone, but her.
Listening to everyone, but her.
He even asked for help, dammit! She was able to be friends with others in their separate gangs. She talked about how these fights were useless, that there was hope to get along. He tried to believe her. It's not like he himself had something against the Shinigami. He just…He wanted to be needed. Used. To find out the purpose of friends and comrades. He didn't understand until he came here.
Here, he was valuable.
To the gang.
To Grimmjow.
To be used by Gin.
He just wanted to make himself worthy, he thought to himself as the light turned green and his car screeched against the pavement. He sped down the road back to the apartments. He needed to catch up with Grimmjow and make up a plan.
His thoughts continued to talk him as he swerved into the entrance.
What did making himself worthy mean if he couldn't even take care of someone else?
He slammed his car door shut as he walked up the steps to the apartment. He growled in agitation as he flung the door open.
His eyes met with an empty room.
The colorful images from the TV sprawled across the room against the wall-lighting up the room enough to tell that no one was there.
He ran through the apartment, throwing door after door open. Panic flowed through as he realized they were no longer here. He wasn't sure what to do. Should he go after them or focus his attention on Nel?
He silently walked back to the living room trying to make up his mind. Perhaps...he'll find them when he gets to Orihime, he thought to himself.
The thought didn't stay long for as soon as it entered his brain, he had gotten into his car and drove out of the apartment.
He watched the speedometer push farther down as he exited to town. He smirked to himself, both unsure of his comrades and in anxiousness for the upcoming confrontation between the two gangs. After all, surely they wouldn't know where to go.
He paused for a second and unconsciously slowed down. They wouldn't know where to go, would they? But then take into consideration that they might…
His jaw clenched as he gained speed down the road.
"We could've used him." Ishida said as he claimed the passenger seat. As Chad climbed into the back seat, Hichigo speed down the road from the shop. They both watched as he took deep breaths and a hue of orange started to come back into his hair.
"I don't want to work with him." Ichigo gritted through his teeth as he slowly got back to normal. Ishida huffed out a breath in displeasure.
"Whatever happened to thinking rationally?" Ishida harshly commented, folding his arms across his chest.
"Maybe it's because Rukia's not here to rationalize with him." Chad said without any void of emotion. He didn't want to be caught up in Ichigo's mess of emotions.
Ichigo's grip on the steering wheel tightened as he imagined her on the gurney again. Ishida and Chad eyed his hands before looking the other way. Ichigo was going to be more unstable without anyone to hold him back.
The sun and the moon.
That's what they were. Rukia always had a hold on him.
She was there to help him when his mother died.
When he was crying.
She helped him get back up to his feet. To stop crying. To stop suffering.
She made his heart feel lighter.
It was just infuriating that they were apart. That something happened to her. That he let something happen to her.
Ishida and Chad both knew that. They weren't sure if their leader was in his right mind, but they both knew something.
Ichigo would protect them.
Until his very last breath.
My eyes adjusted slowly to the new light. I stepped closer to the wall as I squinted to see who was there.
Almost immediately after I got myself close enough to the exit, my hand was grabbed, and I was yanked into the hallway. I covered my face with my hand as someone pulled me along.
Removing my hand, my eyes finally focused onto the person pulling me along. I took in the pale skin, the ripped clothes, and the tangle blue-ish hair. Automatically, I felt the muscle in my face turn into a smile.
She was here.
She came.
And then my face dropped.
I took in her as a whole. Actually took the time to look at her, and I felt my heart jump into my throat.
What happened to her?
Why was she rugged?
Did that happened to her because of me?
It was all my fault.
I slowed to a stop, knowing that we probably didn't have that much time. I was glad for the contact, but I didn't want to see this. As I stood still, she turned and looked at me, her eyes showing worry and panic. But that wasn't it.
She had more bruises along the sides of her neck; her arms; her wrists; her inner thighs; her ankles; her face. Dark bags under her reddened eyes suggested she had been crying and hadn't slept. Who had done this to her? I thought angrily.
I could feel her watch me, and then step sideways to look behind me. I tensed up, were we caught already? I whipped around thinking that I needed to protect her only to see Grimmjow staring inside my room.
"Grimmjow!" Nel yelled in a hurry whisper. No response came from him.
"What are you doing?" She tried again, hoping to pull his attention away from what he was staring at. I watched as she tried getting his attention before she started taking cautious steps towards him while holding my hand.
I stared at Grimmjow curiously. Something was different about him, too. Something in his air, how he held himself. I looked over as I found what was missing. My eyes widened as I took in his missing foot. He was leaning against the wall trying not to put too much pressure on his foot.
My stomach raged inside as I thought how it could be. Why were so many people getting hurt?
And all I could do was think it was, yet again, my fault.
I bit my lip as I came up next to him. Maybe I could heal it? Would it work?
"What are you staring at?" Nel asked gently, putting her other hand on his shoulder. He jumped as though he hadn't been listening to us and kept glancing into the room.
"Nothing..." He muttered as he placed his hand on top of hers. He gave it a squeeze as he repeated himself. "Nothing."
She furrowed her eyebrows as she nodded and said we should get going. He nodded to her, putting his game face on. He grabbed onto the both of us as another wave of blinding light hit us.
When my eyesight returned to normal, we were in the same hallway a floor below us. My nose flared in panic as Nel looked at Grimmjow curiously. Grimmjow's mouth was open and he looked as surprised we were. He grunted as another wave crashed into us.
The next we knew, we appeared to be in another room. Another dark cold room like the one I was in before. It was quiet other than our breathing. Grimmjow broke away from us as he yelled in anger.
"I can't!" He growled at both of us, not meaning to. Nel took a step closer, worried for both Grimmjow and our well-being. "I can't..." He started again in horror staring at Nel. "I can't teleport out of here." He finished desperately.
I could feel him seething in anger while his fists shook. Nel watched him as he teleported across the room and started beating his hands against the wall. I flinched with each bang that resounded in the room.
What happened if someone heard us?
Was this the end of the line?
I stared at the other people in this room with me. What would happen to them if they were caught with me? I shook my head thinking the worst. I could feel my eyes water at the thought of that.
No.
No.
No.
Please don't take them from me, I thought to myself as I started choking up. You can't take them away from me, too!
"Did something happen?" Nel said softly to Grimmjow. Her voice carried over to my ears. Grimmjow stopped and stared at her before looking down.
Grimmjow stood back in the hallway and watched as Orihime and Nel ran off. He turned back and stared at the man lying on the floor.
The man who did this to him.
The man who made him unable to reach Nel in time.
To keep her from harm.
To save her.
He glared at the man on the floor. He watched him take deeper breaths. Hell, he was watching him sleep. Grimmjow could get his revenge. He held on tight to the inside of his front pants pocket. He needed to stay in control.
Suddenly, Gin's eyes opened and stared at him. Bright purple shone in the almost pitch black room. Grimmjow's breath was stuck in his throat as he stood frozen.
What was Gin doing to him now? He thought to himself.
He heard his name being shouted, but all he could see was purple as he felt hands start grabbing his arms; his legs; his ankles; until finally his neck.
Almost as soon as it came, Nel had touched his shoulder and took him out of that place.
Grimmjow stared at the floor debating whether or not to tell her. He didn't want to bother her anymore. He couldn't give her another burden to carry.
Standing a little taller, he looked at her in the eyes.
"I don't know." He said, almost pleadingly. He didn't want to explain.
I shook my head and smile a little. No matter what he said, Nel would always be able to tell. Whether or not that's a curse or a blessing, I never really knew.
I turned away from them and trailed my hand along the walls. There should be another handle, I thought to myself. I absent mindedly trailed my fingers feeling my eyelids about to close.
I thought of Ulquiorra and if I could see him again. I thought of Rangiku and everyone else back in town. I already saw Nel and Grimmjow so maybe I had hope to see others as well. It was comforting to think that.
I felt my fingers skipped over a hole in the wall. I almost didn't notice it. I stopped and retook my steps. Putting my hand inside the hold, I reached for the handle and pulled. The door cracked a little, just enough for me to stick my head out. I could hear the clacking sounds of someone's footsteps going farther and farther away from me.
I was curious and I knew in every game of Hide and Seek, you were never supposed to look at the person who might or might not be looking for you.
Be safe or take your chance?
It could be someone who could hurt me or someone trying to rescue me.
I took my chances.
I stuck my head out for a peek as I watched a tall man with bleach white hair walk door the hallway. He was holding his torso as if he was wounded. I squinted my eyes trying to get a good look before I realized who it was.
Gin, I thought. I was about to yell out to him before I realized something was wrong. Something was wrong with the way he held himself, the way he was walking.
Suddenly he stopped walking and turn around to look at me.
Glowing purple eyes pierced through me as I gasped in horror. He smirked before turning back around and walking away from me.
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