AN: Hey everybody. So, this is my first fic, and I'm kinda nervous about how it will turn out. I have attempted to do fics before, but I could never seem to get it right, so I hope this worked out okay. I know this is a short chapter, but it is more just to see how it goes over and to introduce the story a little. Since it is really short, I will post the next chapter in the next day or two to make up for it. Hope you guys enjoy, and don't forget to review :)

Prologue: Drawing Blood

Ichigo looked out of the small, barred windows of the van. The last hour had been a blur, leaving his mind numb and his thoughts contorted into a humming, incoherent mass. Until a week ago he was going about his normal, everyday life, but now look where he was: handcuffed to a steel bar in the back of a police van.

Dammit, where did things go wrong?

An image flashed through his head, the face of the man that had gotten him into this situation. The humming mass of confused thoughts was replaced by a deep, burning flame of hatred.

Him.

Ichigo slammed his head back against the wall of the van in frustration, the metal creating a load thud.

I can't spend the rest of my life in jail! Not until I kill that bastard!

He yanked on the cuffs, knowing it would get him nowhere, but not caring.

I need to get out of here!

He stopped pulling on the cuffs when he felt the van slow to a stop. The slamming of two doors and he sound of muffled voices announced the approach of the two guards. Ichigo heard a small click of a key unlocking the van doors and looked up. The grey steel opened, giving way to bright afternoon light. Ichigo squinted as the sun's rays hit him, blinding him momentarily. With his sun-hampered vision, he watched as the dark silhouette of one of the guards approached and felt the guard remove the cuffs from one hand.

The guard pushed him away from the side of the van, causing him to hit the floor with a grunt. The guard refastened the cuff and yanked Ichigo out of the van, pushing and tossing him around as if he were no more than a sack of flour.

"We've reached your final destination, carrot top."

Ichigo looked around him. They were in the parking area of Karakura Jail, and all around him he saw cement and fencing. The area they were in was just a small parking area made of cement and closed in with electric fence and a gate leading out of the jail. In front of them stood the entrance to the main compound and a single checkpoint with a guard waiting to check arriving guards ID's. Ichigo looked back at the gate, and noticed that it was still closing. It had only managed to close halfway, and the speed at which it was closing was surprisingly slow.

This is my chance. It's now or never.

Ichigo pretended to stumble forward, causing the guard to reach out a hand to catch him. When he did, Ichigo threw all his weight against the guards arm, throwing him off balance. As the guard tried to regain his balance, Ichigo twisted to the side, making the guard let go of the cuffs. Ichigo used the guard's confusion and distraction to slam into him with his shoulder, sending the guard stumbling backwards onto the ground. The click of a gun being cocked sounded behind him, and Ichigo's instincts took over. He spun around, raising his leg so that his heel made contact with the guard's hand, sending the gun flying. Again, Ichigo used the guard's distraction to ram him with his shoulder. As the guard stumbled backwards, Ichigo spun around, swiping his foot under the guard, knocking his feet out from under him and making him fall backwards, hitting the back of his head on the cement. Ichigo looked back at the first guard, who had now been joined by the guard at the checkpoint. The first guard had drawn his weapon, and it pointed at Ichigo's chest.

"That's quite enough. Lay down on the ground."

Ichigo glanced at the gate. It was now almost closed, with just enough space for someone to walk through.

I have to do it now.

Ichigo looked back at the guards.

"On the ground! Now!"

Ichigo glanced at the gate once more before sprinting towards the gap. A shot rang out through the area, echoing off the concrete walls. Ichigo cringed, but felt no pain, instead, the bullet hit the metal fencing, ricocheting off and embedding in the cement. Ichigo barreled towards the ever-dwindling space between the gate and fence. Just as he reached it, he heard another shot and searing pain burst from his arm as the bullet grazed flesh. Ichigo dove through the small gap and kept running, not slowing down at all. He heard the gate click shut and a siren began wailing from inside the compound.

Great, now what?

Ichigo continued running, not sure where he was heading, but knowing that he had to find somewhere to hide.

This is it. I have to make this count. I have to do this, for my friends, for revenge; I will kill you…

Aizen Sosuke.

AN: Okay, again, sorry for the shortness, but I will update probably tomorrow or at the latest the day after tomorrow. If you liked it, please review and let me know. And if you have any suggestions or questions, feel free to post them as well. Thanks!