Author's Note
This is a sort of rewrite of this story I wrote a couple months ago on a different site. While this first chapter isn't so long, I'm kinda balancing two stories, or just one now....But I haven't really seen a story with Grimmjow as the main character in MLP. The first chapter I actually cut so I can upload it without the ending being abrupt. The reason I did this, is because I know right now I won't be able to consistently work on it, so I just wanted to see what some of you think...If you even see it.
Two Questions I have though, which could help the story moving forward.
One, where in the MLP story should this be? For me personally, I want it to be near the beginning, mostly so Grimmjow can fight all of the Villains.
Two.....I actually forgot my second question, so I'll just leave the first.
ALSO.....If I have something incorrect.....major OOF on my part.
1 The New World...
"That bastard." Grimmjow thought, having just been nearly killed by Nnoitra. After blacking out while watching Ichigo and Nnoitra fight, Grimmjow, had started floating endlessly in a void of darkness, almost motionless. He thought he'd be in hell or something, but no, a void is all he gets. Did he really deserve this?
"So is this what dying feels like.." He says to himself, his voice echoing. "This...I don't know what this is...I didn't die, I KNOW-"
"Grimmjow..." A Voice stated, also echoing into the darkness Grimmjow is in.
"The hell!?" Grimmjow replies confusingly, looking all around himself, only to find darkness. "I'm not mentally talking to myself am I? Who the hell was that?"
"Who I am should not concern you, what will happen to you now should." The voice says. "I'm here to tell you what will happen to you. You will be transported to a different universe, leaving this one behind. While you may find a way back, the changes you will occur in this new universe may or may not stay if you are able to return."
"The hell? And can I decline this?" Grimmjow asks, already expecting the answer. "You can't just-
"No."
"What is this for?!" Grimmjow said in irritation. "Why am I just being thrown into another universe?!"
"You will have to find that answer on your own." It replies.
"Bullshit." Grimmjow sighs, but it mostly comes out a low growl. "Damn…this…..whatever this shit is." Grimmjow shook his head angrily. "What type of fucking hallucination is this? Is this Aizen's power? I know he told me he had control over senses, but what the hell is this?"
"You'll have experience of what your about to transform into."
"What? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Grimmjow thought.
"You should get used to being on all fours again fairly quickly." The voice continues.
"WHAT?!"
"It's time."
"I should've killed Ichigo the first damn time." Grimmjow thought, before he was engulfed in a bright white light.
(The ultra-mega-Whatever It's a transition.)
"Mhh.…" Grimmjow groans, still in pain, and apparently laying down in a bed with covers on-top of him. He had just woken up somewhere...and it wasn't Hueco Mundo, he knew that for sure. No sand under him, no Oriheme crying like bitch, no Ichigo yelling about saving and all that shit every second, the bastard had even saved him as-well. He knew, if he ever found a way back out of this, whatever this is, the first thing he's doing is challenging Ichigo once again. First thing though...where in the hell was he?
His eyes were closed in annoyance. "Bastard didn't even bother to heal me."
"It takes time to heal." A voice replies not too far away from him.
"Tch, how long has it been…." Grimmjow asks, mostly to himself and not to Pony beside him, but he answers anyway.
"You've been unconscious for a day and a half." He explains. "With a large burn mark, and several big cuts on your chest, and even a large gash on your left side. We don't know what could've caused this, but you're lucky to be alive."
Grimmjow finally opens his eyes, looks to his right, and notices….he's talking to a damn horse...Pony? Shit, not like it's the weirdest thing he's ever seen, but….still. Grimmjow also noticed, he had four legs, also not foreign to him. But these were….Hooves…and not panther like.
"In-fact, there's many things I'd said that are, well….weird to see. Like this for example." Doctor Horse points to his hollow mask on his jaw.
"That's my hollow mask." Grimmjow says rather calmly, containing his ever-so building rage.
"Hollow mask?" Doctor Horse repeats, confused at what he is looking at. Grimmjow groans in annoyance.
"it doesn't matter." Grimmjow then rolls off the bed and steps onto the floor to get a better look at himself. It still kind of hurt to move, and while it is a bit weird being on all fours in a non-resurrection state, Grimmjow hasn't really flipped his shit yet…YET.
"You shouldn't get up." Doctor Horse says hurridly, walking over to Grimmjow. "it could reopen the wounds-"
"I'm fine!" Grimmjow shouts rather loudly, making Doctor Horse visibly flinch. Grimmjow then sighs, "I'm fine.." Grimmjow looks down at himself to see how physically he changed…unfortunately he couldn't see much yet. His entire Chest and Stomach area were completely bandaged, with noticeable blood stains, along was his left arm. Only thing that Grimmjow could see, was that his skin color was a pale grey, and that his Hollow mask was still there. Grimmjow also was able to notice he had a horn…this was getting weirder by the minute for him.
"If you don't mind, I have another question." Doctor Horse says rather hesitantly, slowly walking over to Grimmjow.
"Go ahead." Grimmjow says.
"What is that, orb thing? We tried taking it out but-"
"What?" Grimmjow asks. "You tried taking something out of me?!" Grimmjow snarls, drawing closer to Doctor Horse, who starts to back up in fear. "I should-Wait….did you say…orb?"
"Y-Yes…it was located where your cutie mark was." Now Grimmjow didn't know what the hell a cutie mark was, but he did know that if it's an orb..
"Is it the Hogyoku?" Grimmjow asks. He then shakes his head. "Nevermind, you don't know what that is anyway." Grimmjow looked at the drawer on the side of his bed, and notices his Zanpakuto in its sheath. "Still have my Zanpakuto at least." He thought.
Grimmjow then suddenly felt the pain he had, subside and then completely disappear. Grimmjow ripped off his bandages with his hoof. He stared in awe as his wounds were completely healed. Hell, even his scar he got from Ichigo was gone, which he was kind of mad about actually. Another thing he had from his past, gone.....for now.
"It must have been the Hogyoku.." Grimmjow thought. "Hey." Grimmjow says, turning towards Doctor Horse.
"Y-Your wounds…they're healed?!" Doctor Horse exclaims in shock, one second he looked like he should be dead, and the next.....nothing?
"Yeah, can I leave now?" Grimmjow asks impatiently, wrapping his sword on his back with his bloodied bandages. "Like I needed to ask."
"Uh..S-Sure, I don't know how your injuries healed that fast, or suddenly. But....I guess we can sign you out?….Can I have your name?" Doctor Horse asks, levitating a clip-board over to himself.
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez." He says simply, before Sonidoing out of the Hospital, leaving Doctor Horse speechless.
Now that Grimmjow was out of there, it was time for thinking....what is he supposed to do? He was practically thrown into another universe for no reason at all, and now he's supposed to figure out what to do on the fly. All these ponies....He was just walking, and they kept waving at him, or saying hello, or 'Cool Mask!' Fuck, it took everything to not just blast all of them to hell, so, he ignored em and just kept walking into this town of some-sort. He can sense reiatsu from only a select amount of ponies, but what he did know, was that it only came from Ponies who had horns as-well. It wasn't until-
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Someone suddenly exclaims, most likely directed towards him as he's tapped on the side about three times.
"WHO THE HELL!" Grimmjow yelled angrily, whipping straight around to see who did that, only to see nobody standing there. "WHAT-"
"Hey!" The pers- Well, Pony, who did it actually shows themselves quickly after. A pink hoof puts a birthday cap on Grimmjow's horn which says "Welcome!" , and blows a Party Horn right in his face....LOUDLY.
Grimmjow quickly yanks the cap off his horn, and glares angrily at the unknown to him, pink pony.
"Liste-" Grimmjow still couldn't even get a chance to speak, as the other cuts him off.
"HeyIknewyouwerenewhereinPONYVILLEsoIdecidedtothrowaquickwelcomepartyforyoubecauseIhaveanextremelyEXTREMELYimportantpartytosetupelsewherebutdon'tworryI'llcomebackagainnamesPinkiePie!" They exclaimed in somehow one breath, before taking off speedily down the path.
Grimmjow could only stare stupidly at the spot where the, now named Pinkie Pie, once stood. Literally everypony is looking at him, some in amusement too. His eye twitches, as he stomps on the cap he once wore unfortunately, and now a bunch of emotions run through him. Rage, Humiliation, Confusion, Anger...
Grimmjow is only left thinking one thing as he walked deeper into Ponyville.
"Where the fuck did that voice just send me?"
After a couple more minutes of walking later, completely avoiding any contact what-so-ever.
"Wait a minute...." Grimmjow thought to himself, reaching the biggest building in the town, and possibly the main point of this place. "If they can see me........No. Nobody here can be a Soul Reaper or Arrancar of any kind.." Grimmjow groans in irritation as he starts to get a headache. "This must be a special kind of hell for me......" Grimmjow starts to think of a mental plan for now, something to work towards in....Ponyville?"
Figure out where he is.........Which is done, he's in Ponyville or whatever...Probably should've been self-explainable, but whatever. Then figure out who runs shit around here....might take time because he's not going to ask anyone and seem stupid. Finally for now, find someone to fight. He doubts this, he can't sense shit from most of the ponies here, and the ones that he can sense are pathetically weak.
Grimmjow scoffs, "Tch.....I need to think." He said to himself, sonidoing out of the middle of Ponyville.
Grassy Area..
After he's sonido'd about twice, Grimmjow finds a place to sit, just near a pretty large tree...After sitting, he looks straight ahead, still able to see that large building he had came across first. He glares at it.
"What's stopping me from destroying everything? If everything I sense is so damn weak?" Grimmjow thought to himself, his anger rising slightly. He then moves his hoof to his horn. "Right.....this." He starts to concentrate, attempting to form a simple Bala. Quickly afterwards , he feels a small amount of reiatsu rush to his horn, making it form electricity as the tip of his horn forms a decently sized Bala.
"Hmm.." Grimmjow shoots it upward, sending it off like a sniper as it burns the leaves of the tree he was sitting under, letting the sunlight hit him fully.
