Memories of a broken past ( Bleach Fanfiction )

Tamed predators

Previously...

But I could feel a faint presence loom around this place. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but it was like... If this plase was indeed my inner world then there was something here that wasn't suposed to even enter this plase. Yet again as the presence only got stonger I did my best to ignore it convincing myself it was just my imagination. Yes I was alone here and the faul sky was playing tricks on me.

Then a familiar crazed laugh echoed through the clearing.

"Dare to take another guess, brat?" the familiar voice sent shivers down my spine and made me make a full turn and look behind me to be greeted by a all to a face I was well acuanted with.

"Why so silent, brat. Missed me that much?" I stared wide eyed at the woman in front of me as she sneered as if she was satisfied with herself. Upon seeing my reaction she threw her head back releasing another of her crazed laughters.

This place could as well be hell.

Currently...

"It's...you."

A familiar dreadful face was looking back at me steal cold charcoal eyes straight into mine like they were seeing straight through me, her strawberry blond hair framing her face as the gentle air swang the messy curls giving her a fierce apprehension . Focusing on her face and observing her as a whole for the first time in the light I inevitably thought she was kind of pretty. Her features were soft as even a painter had drawn them with his softest paintbrush, each stroke with care and precision. She looked like a porcelain doll even though a scar that went unnoticed to that point traced the line of her jaw up to her cheek on the left side of her face. The she-devil in all her glory stood there wearing something so much different from what I've seen on her up to that moment, the purple yukata that cut off right before her knees her feet and legs were bare the same as her arms and were covered in the shadow of what once was various scratches bruises and injuries that now were slowly healing. Taking a step towards me, the spots were her feet touched the ground the crystal like blooms lost their colour and withered away dying tragically as the light they emitted went out becoming dust.

'What is she doing here' I thought and recalled all the rumors I've heard about her death. I didn't know how to feel about it back then. Even if I hated her I didn't get the satisfaction I thought I would in the knowledge that she no longer tainted this world. Maybe a part of me, the same that came in agreement with her that night was hoping I would be the one putting an end to her. But that part terrified me and I wanted nothing but to seal it back deep inside where it couldn't influence me anymore because it didn't feel like mine. It was more like it implanted in me along with all those chemicals that turned my hair red, like those too I felt like that part was making an unwelcome change in me. So I prayed all this was a nightmare. A very twisted one, created by that particular shade of myself and not my inner world. Soul reapers only had those and they were fierce, brave soldiers, someone like me would not even be the dirt on their shoes. so we were not in my inner world.

"No we are in your inner world alright. And have to admit pretty impressive for a soul as tampered with and empty as yours." she averted her gaze and softly raised one foot off the ground and killed another flower with the tip of her toes smiling as if satisfied by her little achievement she went on "So fragile though, It can oh so easily be torn apart"

"What are you doing here then? If it is supposed to be my inner world why are you even alowed to be here?" For the first time to be able to stand in front of her with nothing to bind me, make me less of a person. So I looked her right back in the eye with confidence I never had before my newly found freedom as an equal and nothing less.