Memories of a broken past ( Bleach Fanfiction )

Puppets and Monsters

High piched screams and yells echoed in the hallways of the underground experimentation facillity it was rare that something out of the order happened around here. Everyone's attention shifted to the source of the uproar. The she devil was having an all out battle with Haruhi in the middle of the hallway.

" For the last time get out of my way I have duties to attend to" The blonde was at her limit as the crazy woman bloking her path to the main office. Strawberry blonde hair covering half of her face the way she was thrushing spitting insults that even I didn't know the meaning for.

"How dare you take away the job I worked so hard to build, I had to sweat blood to bring it to it's current level and you come and snach it away like a little bich you are !" She screamed taking a break from the ongoing insults that left her mouth, well kind of. Haruhi finaly feed up flash steps behind her walking away.

"No you don't !!" the psychotic woman did the same appearing in front of her this time her hands reached at the belt of her uniform were a seathed katana was and grabbed it's hilt.

I wouldn't do that if I were you. You already are so far in the ground, one wrong move and it won't be long until he orders your demise." a wicked smirk appeared on her face an expression I had never seen her wear. That was enough to drive she-devil over the edge she drew her zanpakuto and proceed to attack her.

I held my breath and stared wide eyed as the attacker froze mid-air as green aura surrounded her. We didn't even see Haruhi take out a small customized knife that illuminated the same lime-green light. We had never saw the she-devil in a situation where she didn't have absolute control. Her expresion was painted with shock and horror. Yes horror, the she-devil was afraid.

The phenomenon lasted for only a few seconds before she fell on the ground in a kneeling position.

"There on your knees in front of me where you belong" Haruhi's face was dark and emotionless as looked down on her colleague. That side of her terrified me too. That wasn't my Haruhi it was as if she was a different person.

She silently walked away leaving she-devil trembling on the ground. From frear, from anger, I will never know which one was it. Her eyes were covered by her hair and the rest of her face gave nothing away. Then she stormed off in the opposite direction. Aoba and I made eye contact and Nemi stayed silent. We didn't know what to make out of this but we were well awear that there would be heavy consequences.

"Both of you be carefull" Aoba spoke silently.

The lights turned on "Oh it seems like you are the only one awake! I am lucky for once, what a surprise" said a voice while hiccuping and laughing uncontrolably. And like the crazy person she was,  the she-devil brought a glass bottle to her lips emptying the remaining of it's container.

"Uh.... It's empty" she said disappointed. I had a very bad feeling about it, she had an odd aura surrounding her that somehow made me want to crienge. And without warning the bottle left her hands shattering on the ground and she walked to me with a serious face all the crazy giggling and laughter from before disappearing.

She emitted anger, pain and hatered, feelings I had developed as well all those years. Those were the only ones I felt in my time here before I met Aoba and Nemi that is. Iknew them all too well, not that I sympithised with her. I wanted to congratulate the source of misfortune and sorrow. Bust mostly I was jealous because I wasn't the one that brought her in such state.

"They degraded me, they steped on me. I thought I was his favourite, I thought that if kept doing his dirty work he would eventually love me too. I would eventually be his favourite like he is mine. In the end he replaced me without a second thought, for that bich." her face fell back and another crazy laugh erupted from her mouth that made me once again question her sanity. When she looked at me her hair was out of her face and for the first time my my gaze was met with dark bown eyes burning with pure hatered. Those eyes where emty pits of darkness that led to the scariest parts of hell. Then all reason vanished from them replaced by genuine paranoia. She seemed disorientated probably from the alcohool.