Hey guys! I'm Verloren im Licht, a new author and this is my first story. Please feel free to add critical reviews, but try not to flame. I'd really appreciate reviews and critics because I've honestly never liked anything I've written myself. So yeah, a neutral party's opinion would be good. That's all there is.


Rated T for swearing.

Disclaimer: Bleach and all related things are copyrighted property of Tite Kubo. I do not own anything but this story.

Now that that's out of the way, on with Prinzen von Dunkel!


Karakura Town, 17 months after Aizen's defeat

Kurosaki Clinic

The orange haired boy landed dully with a thud on his bed. It had been seventeen months since the defeat of Aizen Sousuke and the loss of Kurosaki Ichigo's powers. Needless to say, Ichigo was NOT a happy guy right now. He had thought that all he wanted to do was be a normal person, one who was not involved in any way with the realm of the dead. But now, with the loss of his powers, he felt just hollow and bitter. His so called friends, Inoue Orihime, Yasutora Sado and Ishida Uryu were avoiding him for 'his own good'. They kept running out of their classes, killing the hollows, and coming back. He used to be with them. But now, they were too afraid to be near him in case a hollow attacked and he was unable to do anything. Out of some misguided noble intentions, they thought by keeping away from him, they would make him feel less useless and pathetic.

"Che," the teen muttered. "Moping isn't going to do me any good. I was the one who wanted this. Now that I finally have it, I'm feeling sad? Don't be such a pathetic whiny bitch, Kurosaki Ichigo! Man the fuck up!" Feeling satisfied with that little pep talk, he heeded his sister's call and trooped downstairs for dinner.


At the same time, Silbern

Throne Room

Sitting on his throne, with his cheek resting on his palm, Yhwach, the emperor of the Quincy, looked critically at the five Sternritter assembled in front of him, before turning to his right hand man. "Are you sure these many are necessary, Haschwalth?" he asked. "Yes, Your Majesty. These five are the best choice for the mission at hand. They have the best skill sets for something like this, and are the least likely to end up... accidentally eliminating our target."

The progenitor of the Quincy race looked long and hard at the five Sternritters, his elite knights, again before speaking. "Very well then," he muttered. A little louder, with a steadily growing smirk, he said, "How do you lot feel about high school?"


Next Day, Karakura High School

Kurosaki Ichigo's class

The class teacher, Ochi Misato, walked in with a slight spring in her step. "Listen up, maggots!" she yelled, banging the table and silencing the class. "We've got five new transfer students in our class, so I want you guys to make them feel at home, OK?" Immediately, an excited buzzing started in the class. The people who were in Ichigo's class last year were used to getting new transfer students every month or so because of a certain someone (cough, Ichigo, cough), they had never had five at the same time! Keigo murmured dreamily, "I hope they're all hot girls..." Chizuru, who was sitting near him, agreed heartily. Both of them started bleeding from their noses as they lost themselves in their fantasies. Ignoring the chatter, Ochi-Sensei turned to the door and said, "OK you lot, you can come in now."


Translations:

Prinzen von Dunkel: German for Prince of Darkness


And… that's a wrap. So, how was it? Good? Average? Bad? Pathetic? Please review and let me know. In case you couldn't tell already, this is going to be a Quincy Ichigo story. Hope you liked this sneak peek and try to guess who the chosen Sternritters are. And I know that this chapter was small, but hopefully, chapter size will increase with the days. Till next time, folks!

~ Verloren im Licht


Edit 16-10-2016: Took care of a small grammatical error.

Edit 20-10-2016: Spelt Haschwalth's name and 'Sternritter' wrong. Took care of that.