Luna Blanca (GrimmHime)

Chapter 1: Zoo Animals

Luna Blanca chapter 1: Zoo animals

Ok, so this is my first fan fiction! Ahhhh, it's great to finally vent a little and show off some fanfiction.

Rating: M (Violence, mild to severe language, mild to slightly severe sexual themes(possibly lemon)

GRIMMHIME. Grimmjow and Orihime. Grimmjow is possibly a little OOC, but mostly in character throughout the story.

I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS OR BLEACH: all though I wish a pure genius like Kubo Sensei.

Summary: Orihime, thought dead by her friends, is transformed into an arrancar and becomes Espada 10. She wants to get revenge on Aizen, and Grimmjow surprisingly helps her through her suffering.

Read and enjoy.

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Luna Blanca: Chapter 1

"Hows it feel, princess?!" The pig-tailed arrancar laughed as she threw the human across the room, blood flying. Orihime gasped as she was slammed against the wall, her fragile arm cracking. Menoly grabbed her by the throat before she could collapse, squeezing out Orihimes air supply. She choked, her feet dangling just above the ground.

"Not so fast!" the blonde chuckled, tightening her grip.

Loly walked slowly toward her, giving her time to suffer, the clicking of her heels echoing throughout the large room.

"I asked how it felt, princess." 

She smiled evilly

"I wonder what it's like, being the little princess of Las Noches. Hmm?"

She grabbed Orihimes chin, yanking her down to eye-level.

"Too bad."

"Sure wish I could be YOU!" Loly yelled as she kneed Orihime in the stomach.

Menoly dropped her to the ground, letting her crumple in a dirty both stood back, admiring thier work as she coughed up blood

"Now-"

"Loly." Menoly interrupted, paling slightly.

"What?!" Loly asked irately.

"Ulqiuorra. He's coming!"

Loly grew a panicked look, but then relaxed.

"See you soon, Princess. We had a good time!" Loly and Menoly giggled, exiting quickly.

Orihime just lay there in silence for a couple of minutes, growing tired of the taste of iron in her mouth. She painfully pushed herself against the wall, taking in short gasps as she did so.

She felt herself getting dizzy. She leaned over to the side and threw up bile and blood.

Strangely, the blood was still able to scare her. She started shaking uncontrollably, silent sobs racking her body. She was alone, there was no one coming for her, no one that cared.

She held her hands up to her face. She stared at her chipped, bloody nails and her bruised arms and hands.

Noitra was next to come. He would surely have his way with her before the day was done. He had already harassed her numerous times before, and even she could tell what was next. The thought of losing her virginity to a violent man like him was almost unbearable.

She looked at the large, jagged pieces of glass laying next to her. So much violence. There was nothing more in her life. It ended just as it started.

Maybe she should end it.

One stab. One thrust. One flick of the wrist, and it was all over. All the suffering, all the pain. None of it would be real anymore. She no longer had a purpose, so what was the point?