16Damned Fate and a Damned Love
Disclaimer: I Don't own Bleach
Prologue
A glowing figure approached two corpses within the battlefield of many dead bodies.
She was known by many names and worshipped as a goddess by humans, like many of her kind were, but she was never seen on earth by them ever or even gave note of her existence yet humans still prayed to her, maybe it was because of her beauty and whatever human that had once seen her had been mesmerized and thought her to be a goddess and then it spawned into religion, that had happened way back when she had been young and fascinated by earth and come to visit but now she didn't cast it another glance, earth was boring, living was boring.
So though she wasn't a godly being she was from another world, her kind were few, living in an isolated world,(AN: think Olympian gods in mount Olympus minus the messing with humans and such which includes no mating with them or the shinigami world from Death Note if you've watched it) thus they came to earth as to relieve their boredom and loneliness.
Her kind themselves didn't know why they existed, an immortal, meaningless existence, though granted otherworldly powers, their existence she felt really was meaningless. But nobody had done anything to try and relieve their boredom,, everyone for their own, isolated from each other within their own isolated world from earth. Her kind were calm and mellow and since there were few none had ever been discovered on earth and they didn't meddle into human affairs, but they could watch the humans from their own world and not have to come to earth.
So now what was she doing here? She didn't know herself. She knew she shouldn't mess with humans, it was an unspoken rule, it was encrypted in their blood, it was instinct, yet she had watched them and felt compelled to do something about these young people she had watched from her boredom. She had seen their tragic love play out, and she wasn't god, defiantly didn't have the right to do what she was about to, but her mind was set no matter the feeble attempts at dissuading herself.
She bent down towards them and leaned over to the orange haired male and with a silver dagger she dragged it over his chest to make an opening over his heart. She then used it to cut her palm and pour it onto the cut of the male. She did the same with the black haired girl, then reached into her robe to pull out a pouch filled with a shimmering sand-like dust she grabbed some and sprinkled it over their bodies, she then cast a spell.
The bodies then started to disintegrate, she stepped back to watch them being turned into glowing particles into the air. Her plan that she'd carried out, was that with her blood they'd become immortal so as to give each other an eternity with each other. With the dust she'd made sure their souls would find another, also be with each other in the next life and with the spell she made sure they would be reborn into the same lifetime.
But there were drawbacks to what she'd done with her blood the price for their immortal life would be that they'd need a sustenance of blood and though they would be reborn and find each other she couldn't control when, where, and into what type of life or even their type of love that would be carried out.
But it was too late and she had done it, she felt no regret and wished the couple the best, she had done her best to help them after having watched their failed love in this lifetime. Though they had died together she knew that their love could be kept apart even in death with the reincarnation cycle being cruel and they could be born again into different lifetimes never finding each other, so she did what she could to keep them together.
Maybe because she saw that what they had was unique and something pure and strong and something she never could experience. She went back into her own isolated world. She would wait to see their new lives play out and hopefully she'd have done nothing to upset the balance of the human world.
But what she didn't know was that others of her kind had watched her, throughout their lives, it was as if they waited for one another to make the first move, to finally take action and relieve their boredom on earth.
Unknowingly the immortal female had cast the die and now the others of her kind took it as a signal to carry out what they've always wanted to earth. it had hung in the air in their world, unspoken and they anxiously had waited who would move first allowing the rest to follow, now the time had come and all immortal would take advantage of this moment.
One by one each immortal came to earth. In a flash of glowing light, materializing like mist. Unseen by each other, and performed their own rituals and spells on humans of their choice. It was elating, they finally were freed from their eternal meaningless boring existence even if just for a few seconds.
Their whispers faded into the night as they cursed poor human souls in their paths. They could have fun just for now not paying attention to the consequences they would cause onto the humans. Because they were not Gods, there would be consequences. On that night of a full moon souls rose in the air to be reborn into something not human. The immortals when done, with remnants of the elated feelings, left to their own world and would wait to see what happened once their creatures would be born and how interesting the human world would get.
Chp. 1
Rukia pov:
It was all dark and it was silent, a part of her mind knew she should feel scared, but even if she wanted to she couldn't. She felt numb and all her senses were dulled as if she were wrapped in cotton. Why was it so dark? She felt like screaming, just to hear sound, but of course she couldn't. This same nightmare tormented her many nights ever since she could remember. It was like she floated in never-ending darkness. It felt wrong somehow, like her soul lingered in nowhere and then out of the blue it felt as if her soul was being sucked down, down. She was being pulled, pushed and then she was blinded by white light. NO, she wanted to scream, she felt like she wanted to stay in the darkness because something was going to go wrong if she were to wake on the other side of the light.
She woke, not violently, just with the flying open of her eyes. She took a deep breath and decided she couldn't get anymore sleep, she looked to the alarm clock and saw it was four in the morning, waaayy too early to be up, but at least it was Saturday so no school and she could catch up on sleep later. She decided to go downstairs and get a drink of water, her throat felt parched. She pulled off the comforter and pried off the arm encircling her waist. She carefully scooted away from the sleeping figure where she had slept, like always, with her back pressed to his chest and torso and his arm securing her there. She took a moment to admire him, so peaceful in his sleep with his tangled bright orange hair on the pillow, since usually in the day they would fight and bicker. She crept downstairs, careful not to wake anyone up and went to the fridge to get a water bottle. She wondered idly what to do today, just lounge around the house or she could drag Ichigo to go with her and buy chappy stuff.
Rukia sighed as she thought of Ichigo, her brother. She knew that what she felt for him was not what a normal sister would, and he in turn felt the same way. They never talked about it, they would be careful of not crossing any lines, it was unspoken between them and went only as far as they could, such as sleeping in the same bed but that could be put off as normal, siblings shared beds sometimes. But maybe since they weren't of the same gender it wasn't as normal, if she did that with one of her younger sisters that would be more acceptable. She felt the resigned sadness, that her and her brother felt when they could be so close but with a barrier separating them. It was just so wrong, he was her older brother, they were related, of the same parents, same blood. But she couldn't help what she felt and neither could they be together, what would their parents think? She didn't want to upset or disgust them. So they never went farther than what could be passed off as sibling affection, not that they did, since at school they were the pair known to argue over whatever. Their friends never suspected a thing that was wrong with her and Ichigo's sibling relationship. And Orihime even confessed to her about liking her brother. Rukia felt only pity for Orihime, she knew Ichigo would never reprocreate those feelings to her, his love was already all for Rukia even if they couldn't be together. She knew he loved her by the way he would get when another guy would talk to her, others would put it off as overprotective brother, which he was, but she knew it was jealousy. By the way they'd look into each others eyes when no one was around, or the touches that lingered.
On the outside everything seemed right in the world. But it wasnt, it was so complicated and wrong. They were now in highschool, her 16 and him 17, hanging out with all their friends. Neither had had a boyfriend or girlfriend before, it felt kind of like betraying each other even if they could never be and eventually would have to be with someone else for the rest of their lives. Rukia sighed again thinking back before everything seemed wrong and complicated.
A three-year old Rukia and a four-year old Ichigo playing together on a playground, their parents Isshin and Masaki watching them run around. This was before the twins had been born and the family of four had gone on a picnic. Then they settled down to eat. Isshin then started to tease Ichigo about girls in his class, since he was going to preschool. "So Ichigo seen any cute girls in preschool, huh?" Isshin said wiggling his eyebrows. " Have you chosen which one to marry?"
The little Ichigo replied, " No, I don't like any of them, and I'm going to marry Rukia."
Rukia who had been silent through all this then turned to look at Ichigo and smiled. "yeah," she said to their parents, "me and Ichigo are going to get married and be together forever."
The children beamed smiles at each other and held hands.
The stunned parents then laughed amused, "No, no, you can't do that you are brother and sister, and brother and sisters don't get married" said Masaki.
"But why not" protested the children, with crest fallen faces.
" Well because-" Isshin was cut off by Ichigo,
" I don't care! I'm going to marry Rukia." he harumphed. Then crossed his little arms and pouted at his parents. Rukia copied him. Their parents then just laughed their children's behavior off, nothing but innocent nonsense.
Rukia decided to go back to bed, she felt tired all of a sudden. Thinking too much on the issue tended to drain her. She climbed the steps back to the room that was her's and Ichigo's. Since they lived in a three bedroom house, there was their parents room, Karin and Yuzu's room and finally Rukia and Ichigo's room. Beside their house they had the Kurosaki Clinic where Isshin worked with Masaki. Karin and Yuzu were nine and in elementry school. Though they were twins they were as opposite from each other as they could be. With Yuzu being really sweet and domestic and girly, while Karin was a tomboy and liked playing soccer with only guy friends. Rukia was a bit of both, though she was tough, since she and Ichigo had taken up karate when they were young, she had the obsession for chappy. Masaki, their mom, was very a very kind, gentle and beautiful woman. Isshin, their father, was kind of a wacko, he would attack Ichigo and just be plain weird sometimes. Saying things like, give me grandchildren to Ichigo. But they were a happy family and if they ever found out about he not so right sibling affection, it could shatter that image.
Rukia turned her thoughts to her reoccurring nightmare, she'd never told anyone about it. When she would have them at a young age she'd forget about it when she woke up. But recently the nightmares didn't seem like nightmares anymore. They had a foreboding of something dark to come, but of course she was just letting her imagination get out of hand, nothing would happen. Fate couldn't be so cruel as to put something else in her already screwed life. Being in love with her own brother was already enough. She climbed back into bed next to Ichigo, knowing that this was only as close as they could ever be. She closed her eyes and fell asleep, leaving behind all troubling thoughts. Unknown to her that fate could be crueler than the one of now.