Feral Possession

Blood in the Water

  "Stop working already." Grimmjow groaned while laying across the desk with his fingers laced behind his head.

  "I already ordered Chinese, stop bugging me."

  "What are you even doing that's so interesting? The book is probably shit."

  "I'm not editing."

  "The fuck are you doing then?"

  "Ichigo asked me to write up what I've learned about you to add to the Soul Society records. Doing it this way allows for more detail to be added, and makes it to where it doesn't have to be shared through word of mouth."

  "What makes you think I'll let you give that to him?" Grimmjow's eyes locked on me as his pupils were thin slits.

  "Because it's the same shit I already told Ichigo." The demon furrowed his brows.

  "You're not telling them everything?"

  "I already said I was dealing with you. I'm not gonna have some shithead exorcist getting a big head and killing you or exorcising you before I can."

  "Aw, I thought you didn't want to do that anymore."

  "I never said that."

  "'I think I'd prefer you as an ally, too.'" Grimmjow mocked.

  "And I do, but we still have a deal that ends in you taking my soul. It's either you eat it or 'keep' my soul like some pet or lackey. Not exactly interested in any of those outcomes."

  "What's so wrong with being my little rabbit?" He smirked, and I just looked him dead in the eye with an unamused expression.

  "I don't think I have to actually answer that."

  "Rude ass."

  "You'll get over it." I scoffed while turning back to the laptop screen.

~

  The sun was still warm despite fall being right around the corner, and the cool water surrounding me gave a sense of serenity. Slowly breathing with my eyes closed, I was simply floating on my back in the pool. I was taking a break from work and Grimmjow to relax in the quiet for as long as it lasted.

  The demon was napping the last I saw him, as was Dagur, so I was taking this moment for myself.

  Sighing through my nose, I rolled over and began to lazily swim around the pool. A shadow flew across the water, and I glanced up to see a bird circling overhead. Squinting, I couldn't tell what kind it was exactly, but from the shape, I would guess at it being a hawk. It was gliding on an air current high above as I watched it.

  The hair on the back of my neck stood on end, and I turned to look at the back door thinking Grimmjow was awake from his nap. My brows furrowed when I didn't see him there before I rubbed the back of my neck. Glancing around the yard, I didn't see anything there either.

  Unease began to settle in, and I decided to go back inside. Swimming to the stairs, I wrung out my hair while going up the steps. A chill shot down my spine before I even saw the beast barreling at me.

  I couldn't even scream before I was submerged back in the water as claws dug into my shoulders. Bubbles of air rose from my mouth as I couldn't clearly see the demon on me. My fingers tangled in coarse fur, and I tried to shove the demon off of me when teeth nearly snapped down on my face.

  Stinging, throbbing pain radiated from the claw marks on my shoulders, and the demon was grabbing at me as I struggled to fight back. The water around me was turning pink from the demon clawing at me more. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I was trying to remain as calm as possible while holding my breath.