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Never Let Me Fall	By : shadoesong Category: Bleach > General Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 19
When the woman awoke, she was met by aching muscles. She was still tired, and she tried to re-grasp unconsciousness. It evaded her. She dragged herself into the waking world, instead. She opened her eyes, but everything was blurry. She automatically made a mental check of her vitals. She seemed all right, just sore, so she dug into her memories to try and piece together how she had gotten into that situation.
She was met by...nothing. Confused, she went deeper, only to slam into a wall. Beyond which she knew were her memories, but they were unobtainable. Instead, she went through the stuff she did know. Unfortunately, that wasn't much. She didn't even know her own name, or even her own species.
Her arm moved so she could prop herself up on one elbow. She was on her stomach beneath a blanket on a rather uncomfortable futon. She took in her surroundings, which were growing progressively less blurry. She was in a relatively bare, but very large, white walled room. Using the blanket to cover herself, she pushed herself into a sitting position.
Her head immediately started aching in protest, and she closed her eyes when a wave of nausea hit her. She stood on shaky legs and moved towards what she hoped was the bathroom. She fell to the floor and emptied what little contents remained in her stomach into the toilet. Feeling a bit better, she dragged herself up to the sink and washed the taste out of her mouth. She caught sight of herself in the mirror, and looked up.
The woman in the mirror had piercing blue eyes and messy brown hair that had been cut raggedly so it was only chin length. She was pale, with dark circles under her eyes. Her eyes fixated on the lower jawbone on top of her own jawline. It extended up so it followed her jaw perfectly up to her ear. The first thought that came to mind was that it belonged to some scavenger or predator, not to her.
However, when she ran her hand along it, it sparked in reply. There was a well of reiatsu flooding out of it. She found that she could gather it up in her hand and make the skin stronger. Stuff like that was impossible to do otherwise. The bone fragment was like a conductor of reiatsu. She decided that she would experiment with it later.
She left the room and made for the bureau, starting to dig through it. Inside, she found underclothes, a white tank top, and hakama. There wasn't anything else except socks. She scowled at the empty drawers before searching the room. Her search came to a standstill when she heard someone pounding on her door. Her first instinct was to find her swords, but they weren't in the room.
Wait, swords? I have swords? she thought, stopping long enough to search her memory.
She came up with nothing and hit the wall again in her search. The knocking was quickly becoming urgent, and she was sure that whoever was there planned on breaking down the door soon. Using the bone fragments, she gathered reiatsu in her hand and answered the door.
"Huh. So you are awake," the blue haired man from the other side muttered.
He didn't miss the fact that she had fallen automatically into a fighting stance. He raised an eyebrow at her, but she only gave him a deadly glare.
"Who are you?" It was her first time speaking since she had woken up. Her voice sounded terrible.
"Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. Aizen wants to see you," he said gruffly. The names meant nothing to her.
"I expect my questions to have answers if I go," she growled. He rolled his eyes.
"Whether or not you're getting answers, you're going. Even if I have to carry you-"
He was cut off when she slammed the door in his face and stalked back to the futon. He kicked in the door, his reiatsu flaring with anger. She whipped around, about to attack. Before she could, he grabbed the front of her shirt and lifted her clear off the ground. She struggled and fought against him, but her kicks did nothing to his strengthened skin.
"Let go of me! If you don't fucking put me down I'll fucking kill you!" she screeched.
"You and what army?!" he snarled. "You're barely as strong as No. 7, Baka-onna! That bastard Szayel told me himself! You can't even lay a single scratch on me now!"
He slung her over his shoulder and walked out of the room with her. She pounded on his back and struggled, but he was holding her legs so she couldn't kick. She paused when she saw the stylized 6 tattooed on his lower back, wondering what it could mean. Suddenly, her cheeks went red when he grabbed her ass.
"Fucking hell!" she screeched. "Don't touch me there, you fucking bastard!"

He only laughed in response before disappearing with a loud bang. Rin was shoved onto what looked like a large balcony. The door shut behind her. She lunged for the knob, but it was locked and wouldn't budge. Desperate, she continued to struggle and slam her shoulder into the door to try and break it down. She froze when she felt another presence behind her.
"Welcome to Hueco Mundo, Asaje Rin," he purred. She glared over her shoulder at the brown haired man.
"You're Aizen, aren't you?" she said.
"Yes. I must ask that you call me Aizen-sama, though. As your lord, I prefer having all my subjects give proper respect in my presence," he replied.
As much as she wanted to ignore him and call him whatever she wanted, she wasn't stupid. This man standing in front of her was very dangerous. He hid it beneath a kind tone and a soft smile, but beneath all that was a callous nature. He wouldn't hesitate to kill her if she didn't tread lightly around him.
"That's my name? Asaje Rin?" she asked instead. The name wasn't familiar to her.
"Yes."
"I have questions, you know," she growled.
He held out his arm towards a table that had been set up a few metres away. There was already two cups of steaming liquid on the table.
"Of course. Let us talk over some tea," he purred.
She sat down at the table tensely, gripping the seat of the chair. She glared at the tea, wondering what the man could have possibly put in it. However, she was aware that she would be dead already if that was his aim. She hesitantly reached out and took a sip of the tea. The taste didn't appeal to her. She made a face and put it back down.
"Who am I?" she asked first.
"You are Asaje Rin, and a part of my army," he replied.
"I didn't sign up for no army," she snarled. "And I never said anything about serving you, either."
"Is that so? You have lost all your memories. You could not possibly know that for sure," he purred. That shut her up for a second.
"I want my memories back," she growled.
"I am afraid that the removal of your memories is the work of my scientist, Szayel Aporro Granz, not I. And he has been given specific orders not to restore your memories."
He didn't tell her who gave the orders, but she knew without a doubt that it was him. Her hands clenched into fists. She already had an undying hatred for the man across the table. She hated his cocky smile, his cocky attitude. Even the way he moved showed that he was arrogant. What she hated the most though was the fact that he had a reason for his arrogance. He could out power her with a single finger.
"Would you like a formal invitation into my army, since it concerns you so?" he asked, breaking the silence.
"Don't disillusion me. Whether I say yes or no doesn't matter. I don't have a choice," she growled. "I can't remember anything, so I wouldn't survive on my own. Not that you would ever let me leave this place anyways."
"I understand. Now, tell me, what do you know about the Gotei 13?" he asked, chuckling a little.
"Obviously nothing. I don't remember anything," she snapped.
"Not even these two?"
He pulled two pieces of paper from his robes and slid them across the table towards her. They were pictures, she realized, drawing them closer. She studied them both. One was of a dark skinned man with dreadlocks, giving whoever was taking the picture a huge grin. The other one had a woman with black hair done in a French braid. She was also smiling at the camera. Neither meant anything to her, but she knew that they should.
"No, Aizen...sama," she said slowly, adding the title reluctantly. "I don't. Should I?" His smile widened.
"No. This is merely a confirmation of the success my experiment has had," he replied. "These two are very dangerous people. Especially the young man. Their names are Kawasuzu Aika and Esaki Daisuke. I am showing you these two people because they are of the utmost priority."
"Why?" she asked, narrowing her eyes a little.
"Esaki Daisuke's Bankai is very powerful. A threat to even my Espada. Kawasuzu Aika is also quite the powerful individual."
"Bankai?" she said in disbelief. "Is he a Captain?" She only took a second to even consider how she could possibly know those terms.
"Neither of them are, but they are both Captain-class. You should have little trouble should you meet them in battle, especially with your mask. If you ever see them, I want you to restrain them and cut off any contact with their zanpakuto. Then, you will kill Esaki Daisuke. Make sure he doesn't use his Bankai, otherwise you will stand no chance against him," he ordered her.
"Kawasuzu has Bankai, too, I take it?" She sighed and ran her hands through her hair when he smiled in confirmation. "Fuck. And you expect me to do something about that? I don't fucking remember my powers, I'm fucking useless."
"I assure you, Asaje Rin, that if you were useless, then you would not be here. You are dismissed." He chuckled.
The moment Rin stepped out of the room, she was forced to react. She caught the two swords thrown at her, and glared at the one who had thrown them. It was the blue haired man from before, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques.
"What the hell?" she snarled. He smirked at her.
"Come on. We're going to fight," he told her.
"I don't know how," she said.
Though she was a little reluctant to admit that weakness. She raised an eyebrow when he laughed heartily.
"Yeah, right. Don't try and chicken out with that excuse. I saw that fighting stance you were in earlier. You know how to fight, and you're good at it, too. How 'bout I take it easy on you?" She bristled at that comment. It was as good as an insult.
"Fuck you. Fine, I'll fight," she growled. "But don't hold back, or you'll make this too easy for me."
"You're too arrogant for your own good, Baka-onna," he growled. "Don't think I won't beat you into a pulp just because you're a woman. Come on, we'll fight outside."

Rin was briefly rendered unable to see by the blinding white sand. The sky above was surprisingly clear. She always got the feeling that it shouldn't be bright and sunny in the place she was, now. She blinked until she'd grown used to light that was reflecting off the ground. She didn't think she would get used to the way her feet sunk into the sand, however.
She glared at Grimmjow's back, wishing that they would find some quicksand that she could push him into or something. Her eyes shot to the swords in her sash. It was dishonourable to attack someone from behind, but she was well past being honourable by now. If he wanted a fight, then she was going to use everything to her advantage.
Whether he knew it was coming or not, Rin couldn't tell if he was annoyed by having to block her attack or amused. She gritted her teeth in frustration. It irked her to no end how easily he held her back, even though he only had one hand holding his weapon. His other remained in the pocket of his hakama.
"Sneaky bitch," he growled. He was grinning now, though. "Maybe you will make it interesting. But not if all your attacks are gonna be this fucking weak. Your swords wouldn't have even pierced my Hierro."
"Then I won't use my swords," she snarled.
His eyes widened when she released one her weapons and pointed it at him. He began pulling away, but she pulled the trigger first.
"Shit-!" he cursed before disappearing.
The shot missed, but it gave Rin the distance she wanted. Without taking the time to even look at the weapon in her hand, she released the other and shot at him again as soon as she saw him.
"You think you're the only one who can attack from afar?!" Grimmjow laughed maniacally as he avoided the shot again.
Rin's eyes widened when she saw the blue reiatsu forming in his palm. It hurtled towards her at a speed that would be impossible for her to dodge. Thinking fast, she dropped one of her pistols and charged her hand with as must reiatsu as she could manage using her mask. Her hand met the cero, deflecting it to her right. When the dust cleared, she was pleased to see the disbelief on her opponent's face.
"What the f-"
He was cut off when she hit him square in the chest with a sphere of reiatsu, sending him stumbling back a few steps and winding him. She grabbed her discarded weapon and pointed both at him.
"Sokatsui!" she yelled.
The Kido spell came from her pistols. It hit Grimmjow head on and threw up tons of dust from the ensuing explosion. Rin narrowed her eyes. He flew out of the cloud laughing, clearly delighted that she was giving him a real fight. The woman sealed her weapon and blocked the attack. Her opponent had mild burns and his clothing was singed, but he was otherwise unharmed by the attack. In fact, it seemed to have only riled him up more. Rin aimed her pistol at his head, but he grabbed the barrel with his free hand.
"I won't make the same mistake twice," he purred, shoving his face into hers.
"Good. I like a challenge," she shot back.
She drew her head back and slammed it into the bridge of his nose. His head flew back and he grabbed at his face, swearing long and hard. She lashed out with her weapon, leaving a long, deep cut on his chest. He disappeared with a loud bang in order to gather himself together. Rin cursed. She knew instinctively that speed was one of her weakest skills. On the other hand, it was one of Grimmjow's greatest strengths.
Like her, he wasn't above attacking her from behind. His fist slammed into her from behind, sending her flying into one of the many tilted, cylindrical pillars that littered the white sand. He leapt after her, sword at the ready. She pulled herself out of the crater just in time to meet him head on with her own swords.
"You've got the blood thirst of a hollow, Baka-onna!" he yelled as they clashed dozens of more times.
"Does that mean you're a hollow?" she growled, stepping back to avoid an attack that would have sliced through her face. A thin cut formed over the bridge of her nose.
"Close. Arrancar. I'm one of the ten Espada!" he announced. He cursed when she gave him a cut on his arm.
"Now the number makes sense!" she shot back.
Their weapons locked. Both of them were grinning from the excitement of the battle.
"Oi, you got anything stronger than just your sword?" she purred. "You said you wouldn't hold back." He snorted.
"Ha! Fine. Don't blame me if I accidentally kill you, Baka-onna," he growled back.
They separated, with each landing on one of the pillars. He held out his sword, a feral grin on his face. His other hand lay on the blade, as if he were scratching it.
"Grind, Pantera!"
He raked his hand along the length of the blade, releasing a torrent of reiatsu power. Rin was forced to plant her feet against the gust of wind that followed. Her opponent had changed completely, becoming something more feline and predatory. Even more so than he had been before. His teeth became jagged and sharp. His hands were now black, and ended in black claws. His feet now resembled black paws like that of a cat. Behind him, a long, slender tail swished slowly back and forth. His hair was longer and his ears were pointed, with blue fur edging them. His mask was gone, and he was sheathed in white, form-fitting, segmented armour. Blades protruded from his forearms and calves.
When he disappeared from her line of sight, Rin's eyes widened. She felt him grab her throat and send her flying. She slammed into the side of a different pillar. She came out on the other side, where he met her. He slammed his foot into her, sending her flying upwards. She repositioned herself mid-air and shot at him as he came in for another hit. He simply grabbed the sphere and crushed it.
She blocked his punch with her sword and leapt away to try and get more distance to think of some sort of a strategy against him. He was far too fast for her, and too strong for her uncondensed shots to do anything. He laughed wildly as he caught up to her when she landed on top of another pillar, forcing her to resort to blocking his blows.
"This enough for you, Baka-onna?!" he laughed. "You want me to hold back and give you a chance now?!"
"Don't gloat until you've won, bastard!" she snarled. "Sajo Sabaku!"
Glowing, yellow chains wrapped around him, pinning his arms to his side. He strained against them, and she knew they wouldn't hold him for long. She slammed the point of her sword down into the ground beneath her.
"Sekienton!"
Red smoke burst from the point of contact, obscuring the area. Rin now had the advantage of knowing exactly where her opponent was. She was able to hear him yelling and cursing as she made her way around behind him. She felt the remains of her Bakudo spell disappear as Grimmjow broke free. She aimed her pistol at his position.
"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! On the wall of blue flame, inscribe a twin lotus! In the abyss of conflagration, wait at the far heavens! Hado #73: Soren Sokatsui!"
She got the spell off just as he pinpointed her location and began to charge a cero. Fortunately, she was, for once, faster. The resulting blast cleared the smoke when it slammed into the Espada. It destroyed the pillar they were on, as well. Rin leapt away, landing on mid-air. She admired the destruction her spell had caused as the pillar was reduced to a pile of rubble.
She was unable to dodge when a blue cero cut throw the dust and hit her. She held her arm in front of her face as the dark energy collided with her. Grimmjow had managed to shoot her out of the sky. She landed on the ground hard, burnt and aching. She groaned as she began pushing herself up. She was stopped when her opponent planted their foot on her back and forced her down.
"Bitch, you actually burned me a little," he muttered. "Doesn't mean anything, though. I win."
"Get off me, Grimmkitty," she growled.
The name got the reaction she wanted, even if it meant that he was pushing her into the ground more.
"What the fuck did you just call me?!" he snarled.
"Oi, if you're going to call me 'Baka-onna', then you should get a fucking nickname, too! And since you look like a fucking cat, then you can be fucking Grimmkitty!" she snapped back. "Now get the fuck off me and leave me the fuck alone. You got your fight, you should be happy!"
He snorted in disgust, but still removed his foot. His reiatsu, which had risen drastically upon his release, now fell to its normal level as he sealed his weapon. She picked herself up off the ground and, without bothering to dust herself off, cast about for her zanpakuto, which she had lost when she had been hit.
She ignored his blue gaze on her until she had found and sheathed them. Then she turned and glared at him, seeing for the first time the damage she had done. She felt a little pride, considering she never remembered fighting before and the fact that he had denied her the ability to land a scratch on him. Her burns were worse, but the ones he'd gotten from her first spell had healed upon his release.
"You guys got sake around here?" she asked. "I need a fucking drink." He smirked.
"I'll give you more than that, Baka-onna," he purred. She gave him the finger.
"Not interested," she snarled. "Now show me where the alcohol is. And some bandages, I ache all over because of you."
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