Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten ❯ Stranger ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter 4 - Stranger
`I feel a bit strange' Orihime thought, closing the book that she was reading. Her hand was trembling and her vision was a bit unfocused. It had been six months since she had made her departure from the living and joined the dead in Hueco Mundo. It had been 6 months since they had tried to save her and failed. No one really liked her here, but they had to respect her because Aizen ordered it. The Espada and Arrancar were outraged that a human, a mere human had something that Aizen desired. That pissed them off but more than that they were terribly jealous of her. So she stayed away from them as much as possible and stayed in her room most of the day. So today wasn't that much different from any other day, until she started to feel oddly strange and started trembling like she was.
“I must be tired or something, I probably just need some sleep.” She mused to herself setting the book on the nightstand. And with that she slipped into her warm bed and within minutes was fast asleep.
She awoke and found that she wasn't in her room and for that matter wasn't even in Hueco Mundo. It was beautiful though, the place where she was. The sakura was in full bloom, dragonflies, butterflies and birds fluttered all around her. The trees in the distance were ripping with strawberries. She thought this was a bit strange because strawberries usually grow out of the ground, but she found it nonetheless beautiful. She felt the warm sun on her neck and back and was lying in a grassy field with a stream passing through it. `Truly beautiful' she thought, `truly beautiful.' As she was lying there enjoying the beauty of this place she heard a cackling laugh that made the hair on the back of her neck rise.
“Ahhh, I see, you've finally came, Princess.” The voice said. It sounded strangely like her but in a sinister way. “And your just over there lying on your back like you aint got a care in the world.”
“w-who's there?” Orihime said, getting up and her face frowning at the strange voice.
“Who's there you ask?? You should know I've been here all along” said the strange voice sounding closer and closer with each word. Sweat droplets started to form on Orihime's furrowing brow, and before she knew it, someone grabbed her from behind, clamping their cold hand over her mouth.
“Hime, do you not remember me, do you not remember how you used my power” the strange voice said leeringly in her ear.
Suddenly recognition set in as she remembered this feeling. It was the same one she got when they tried to rescue her. That same feeling that made her want to murder the octavo Espada after he had tried to kill Ishida and Renji. Before it wasn't nearly as strong and as close feeling as it was now. This person, this person who would not release her had that feeling emanating off of her, she was full of that feeling of the desire to kill. Suddenly the stranger let go of her and Orihime immediately snapped her head back to see who it was that had this horrible feeling and to her dismay and surprise it was…her.