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The enemy of my enemy	By : ScarlotteOHara Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He wasn't one to wander aimlessly yet that is exactly what he found himself doing. He had walked for days on end unsure of where he was going, the blisters on his feet long ago popped and probably infected at this point, or at least he figured they were from the constant dull throbbing pain he felt. He knew he sucked at sensing reiatsu so his hope was if he kept walking long enough he would eventually run into someone, he had started on the outskirts of the town and slowly making a spiral gone inward. He had been wandering for months and no sign of life anywhere, once he thought he felt a flicker, but when he investigated it there wasn't anything there, rather it looked like it had been recently lived in; a house made of stone slabs and he thought he had smelt sakura blossoms but shrugged it off and kept moving. His clothes were torn and ragged, stained with blood from defending himself against the hollows that continued to come after him day after day, he was just glad he hadn't run into a vasto lorde at this point. He made shelter where he could and occasionally was lucky enough to find a house or hotel that still had some semblance of a roof, he noticed it seemed to rain quite often as his long hair never fully dried out. Grunting he pulled it up into a high ponytail as he picked up his zanpaktou, today was another day of walking, waiting to be attacked and hopefully finding his growling stomach some food.

He had woken up slowly, painfully, not sure if he still possessed all of his limbs he carefully flexed his fingers and toes groaning in pain. His auburn eyes slit open slowly, orienting him to the massive destruction that had taken place while he had been unconscious. He was unceremoniously contorted on top of a pile of rubble; he was sure he had been flung there and passed out. Clearing his throat he decided to try to stand, his legs wobbled and threatened to collapse with his weight, his vision blurred but he stayed standing. Once his legs were solid underneath him he took a few tentative steps, he eyed the area for his sword and was rewarded when he spotted the shine of the hilt underneath some rocks, freeing his sword he began to search the immediate are for shelter. It took him awhile but he finally found a collapsed house, the roof was barely above the ground but it would do, he searched and found several things he could use including a camping type backpack thing and a light sheet. He laid down on the cool ground stretching the sheet over him and resting his head on the empty pack, deep in thought his eyes closed as he strained to remember what had happened before he had fallen unconscious.

It was the damn pink haired espada, the creepy one with the malcontent grin; the one who thought he was perfection. In the end the only thing he thought the guy had perfected was being one creepy fucker, he swallowed his sword and then bloated to the size of a blimp, then as he was let out he moaned and made all kinds of noises he had only heard made in bed. It was simply disgusting as he revealed himself to be a tangle of tentacles and goo all the while making those damn noises, he was certain he would never look at sex in quite the same way ever again. He was sure he could win, it was the octava espada after all and he had previously been up against the higher ranked, what he realized quickly was that it didn't matter the rank it mattered the fighting style. He was brawn and some brain whereas this espada had some very nasty strategic moves on his side, the exact opposite of his fighting style and not any style he was accustomed to.

"I have already analyzed your skills" purred the silken lust laden voice "you can't defeat me."

"We'll see about that!" He had challenged and foolishly charged at the man, who did not move from the spot, he felt something surround him and saw a flash of red. He was roughly spit out of a bulb like protrusion from the man's bony wing; with a grin full of malice he threw his head back and laughed as a doll resembling him was dropped in the scientist's hand. He backed away, confused and yet on some primal level knowing this was bad.

"What, is that? He asked nervously, a feeling of dread gnawing at his stomach. The pink haired man cackled.

"Shall I show you? I think that is the best way to learn after and all, trial and error." He felt something snap and hit the ground grabbing his lower leg. He howled and looked at the pink haired scientist, a sick smile on his already slimy features. In his hand he held the small doll resembling him, in the other he held a small object, broken in two.

"Oh my my, it appears I have snapped your achilles tendon, shall we see what happens when I snap a rib?" He heard a crack and pain bloomed in his chest as his rib was broken. He let out a small whine of pain, this was unfair and dirty the asshole needed to come at him like a man and not hide behind parlor tricks; growling he got to his feet. He had charged the man when a spurt of blood exploded from his mouth; he dropped to his knees with a pained yell, clutching his stomach.

The espada smiled an evil grin "oops, was that your stomach?" the asshole, he couldn't even get close to the man without getting injured. He was no good at long range battle tactics and he secretly wished that damn quincy was around to help him with this opponent. He climbed to his feet as he felt pain shoot up his leg and around his waist, grunting he steeled himself to stay standing. The bastard would pay somehow; he would make sure of that.

"This is pointless, you can't even fight me like a real opponent" he spat out."Ban..kai!" The dust kicked up, his power swirled and a loud squeal pierced the air as he called forth his power. The bespectacled man pushed his glasses up.

"Today is my lucky day, I get a bankai user!" His voice carried too much enthusiasm given the situation; it was like he wasn't even scared. He had charged then, gripping the side of his bone snake allowing himself to be carried forward by it only to feel an indescribable barrage of pain through his body. Blood and saliva spurted from his mouth and his eyes rolled back in his head, crumpling to the ground he lost consciousness.

What he didn't see was the tall pink haired espada walking to him as his crimson hair pooled around him and placing his foot on his back, shaking his head he sighed.

"I really would rather take you for a test subject, but now I am forced to admit I admire you. You stayed standing until the end, until I broke every bone in your body and forced you to bow before my perfection. Once this is over I will make you my slave" he ran a finger along the strong jaw "yes, you are rather beautiful, I should very much like to learn more." With one last longing look he sonido'd away leaving the man lying in a broken heap as he returned to the thick of battle.

That's where the problem is, he thought to himself, he needed to work on his long range attacks and maybe he wouldn't have been defeated. Yet, how much could he do against someone who didn't fight with honor? And that fighting style was despicable and disgraceful, the man was intelligent to be sure but he knew if they had clashed swords instead of hiding behind powers he would have been the victor, though at the same time he knew they each had utilized their individual strengths to the best of their abilities. He felt someone approaching, someone he didn't recognize; he stood still allowing them to get closer and drew his sword.

A man with dark hair and big green eyes appeared shortly, and stood in front of him warily. He grinned ferally and let out a throaty laugh.

"Good to see you again espada" he said in a low sinister voice as he jumped forward.
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The enemy of my enemy