So, usually I write stories for Star Ocean, but recently I've gotten very into Bleach, and decided to make a fic based off it. This is only the preface, so it's a tad short. Hopefully you like it. :]
The Fallen
Preface: White Painted Blood
EXOutlaw
Ichigo stayed put as she had told him too. He could only watch as he threw her back and forth across the street, crashing into building to building.
The sound of metal crashing together and impacts against hard ground were the only noises that stirred the silent night.
It was his first time to see her in an entire year, and all he could do was watch as the cloaked fiend thrashed her around. Suddenly, he felt her spiritual pressure rise rapidly. Higher than he had ever felt it peak before!
"Bankai," she spoke quietly, almost darkly. The air suddenly grew very cold. Snow began to fall heavily from the sky. The dust around her began to clear. She wore a white robe, torn around the bottom, like his own Bankai. Her Zanpakuto was translucent at the blade and several ribbons branching from the hilt were wrapped around her body. "Non-sode no Shirayuki."
Her opponent walked towards her, laughing ominously. "You just don't know when to die!" He slashed several times, firing off beams of reishi similar to the output of Getsuga Tensho. "Do you?!" He shouted manically.
The substitute Soul Reaper was not sure who this mysterious man was. He was a hooded man wearing a black shroud. His hair was long, brown, and wavy. He wielded a Zanpakuto twice the size of his body.
"Rukia!" Ichigo shouted, running toward her. Her new powers were great, but she was still vastly over-powered by this mysterious enemy's spiritual pressure. Suddenly a hand was placed his shoulder causing him to halt. He turned around with an alarmed expression upon his face. "Shinji?" He gasped. "What the hell are you doing?!" He asked after regaining his composure.
The former 5th captain looked toward the cloud of smoke where Rukia had been ravished. "Just shut up and watch," he commanded firmly.
"But..." Ichigo started.
"I said shut the hell up."
As the air settled, Rukia looked back at Ichigo and smiled, her face covered with scratches and cuts. "You're still the same, as always," she remarked teasingly. Her face suddenly shifted to a more serious expression. She placed her left hand over her face. Dark reishi formed around her hand. Her hand shifted to reveal a hollow mask. The mask was similar to the masks of other Vizards, the teeth could be seen, and vaguely resembled a skull. It's most distinct feature were two purple lines reaching from under the eyes to the bottom of the mask.
The spiritual pressure was eminent. The orange haired boy could feel it pressing again his skin, with a good deal of force. The enemy was no longer looking so confident. His look was now one of fear. He began to retreat, when suddenly all the snow gathered around him, trapping him in a dome of ice.
After a moment, the prism shattered into powder, painting the ground a glimmering white. It was one of the most beautiful, dreadful things the boy had ever witnessed.
The woman sheathed her sword, and turned back to her human comrade. "It's been a while, Ichigo," she grinned her ever so familiar grin.
Well, yeah. That's all I have for you now. XD Hopefully it caught your attention. And don't worry. I'll get into everything you're wondering about like her Bankai and mask. :) Oh, and disclaimer: Bleach and all of it's characters belong to Tite Kubo.
