A/N: Sorry to everyone that read or liked "After the Rain", but I felt that it just didn't capture the essence and feel of either the Boondocks or Bleach. It felt more like one of those stories that people do just to make all the wrong in the series go away. That story was my first ever, and I will admit that it was my purpose to do such, but I will correct my dishonors with this rewritten version of it. I hope you all enjoy it.

This story is started roughly 50 years before the Visored Incident.

Summary: Huey and the others have died, and now they live in relative peace as Soul Reapers. Now after a long time, the peace they have is being destroyed, and they must uncover the reason, even if it means breaking the laws of the Soul Society. But, what if that includes an Invasion by Ryoka, investigating mysterious and sudden deaths, revealing secrets, and uncovering plots? What if all of it eventually led to even war with the last person they saw coming? So now, Huey and the others gear up to take on, not only the Ryoka that threaten the peace of Soul Society, but also a threat that almost everyone didn't see coming.

Chapter 1: In the Rain

He stared in horror at the scene before him. Complete disbelief evident in his eyes and face. For the better part of him, Huey, just couldn't believe what was happening. Him, Huey Percival Freeman: Ex-Revolutionary, Martial Arts Master, Retired Domestic Terrorist, and all-around Non-Nigga, was standing there simply watching the slaughtering of everyone he cared about before his very eyes, and was powerless to stop it.

Now you may be asking yourself: Why is it that he was just standing there doing nothing? Well, it's because there was nothinghe could do. He had basically given-up five minutes ago.

For you see, Huey Freeman was already dead.

Flashback: 2 hours ago

Huey and friends were sitting around the living room of the Freeman home, either playing video-games "Riley, and Cindy), or sitting on the couch watching (Huey and Jazmine).

Contrary to what many believed Huey was actually quite civil with those he had come to know as "friends". Not to say that he wasn't annoyed by them but in the six years he had come to know them, he had to get used to them.

As he glanced around the room his eyes touched on all of them in the order in which they met.

His younger brother Riley was and will always be first. Not much had changed in the younger Freeman brother. Other than the new height of 5'4 and the more muscular body he hadn't changed much. He was still rude, crude, thuggish, arrogant, ignorant, and unable to speak proper English willingly… Wait where was he going with this again? … … OH Right! Changes… Well, he was less troublesome, and did act more intelligent when it was just him and people he knew well.

When questioned about it he said, "Nigga gotta keep up street credit. What? I don't want niggas think I'm sum kinda nerd like yo gay-ass!"

After the indefinite smack to the back of the head it was normal once again. Now-a-days Riley got into less trouble, still didn't snitch, and kept his grades at least passing, or even higher, if someone got him to.

"Nigga, what the fuck you lookin' at, gay-ass nigga? Yo bit- I mean, wife, sittin' right next to you." Riley said finally realizing that Huey was staring at him for over five minutes.

"Nothing just thinking about some stuff." Huey said in an impassive tone.

"Oh, what'cha thinking 'bout?" Jazmine asked in a child-like tone.

"The past" He said as he kissed her softly.

She still had that untamable hair of her, but it was pulled back into puffball of an afro. Even though he didn't like it, when she was working or didn't fell like dealing with it, she would straighten her hair and make it silky smooth. It would run down her shoulders and back, giving her that untamed beauty look that not even he could argue with. Other than that, and her illustrious curves she basically stayed the same. She was still an upbeat and easy-going girl who is generally quite trusting, but also very impulsive, emotionally vulnerable, naïve. She was sweet, and innocent; always nice to others, but with exception of girls that would flirt with him. Then the demon they had all labeled as "Black Jazmine" came out. She would break a chick if she even sensed them looking at Huey with lust in their eyes.

"Aww y'all wanna leave me out of the conversation." Cindy said in mock hurt.

"No Cindy you just didn't say anything yet." Huey said to her with a smirk.

"Hue-man, what're you smirking at, son? You makin' me feel unconformable." Cindy said with a shiver.

Cindy was the only person who Huey could mess with by flirting mockingly, without Jazmine kicking both their asses. Back in in grade school Cindy found a love note in her locker, but it had no name. When she had turned it over it was one of Huey's old homework sheets. She then freaked out and stayed away from and Jazmine. When the two cornered her one day she showed it to them. Huey, for the first time in life, laughed long and hard; passing out from lack of oxygen. But, Jazmine sat her down and told her it was Riley that had written the love note, and not Huey. After that, Riley and Cindy have been inseparable. But Huey still messed with her about "his" "Forever undying love toward his vanilla goddess."

Other than that she was the same. Curves in all the right places, like Jazmine, long blonde hair in a braided-ponytail and as tall as Riley, who grew tall for his age of fourteen years-old. In fact all of Huey's friends were about his height, just a bit shorter; although, the afro made him look much taller than he actually was.

"You my sexy vanilla goddess with the juicy lips of red ruby." Huey said in all joking seriousness.

Riley and Cindy both blushed red and hide their faces by turning back to the TV to finish playing the Wii. Huey and Jazmine laughed their asses while Riley mumbled something about "fake-ass niggas, and Mariah Carey".

They continue to play the game for a while, until they started a contest to see who could win the most.

The scores were:

Huey: 10

Jazmine: 8

Riley: 5

Cindy: 5

"Man I suck at Wii. Hook up the X-box 360 and I'm go show ya what's really good." Cindy said after another lost to Huey.

But before anything could be said the front door was kicked-in and nigga, as Huey would later call them, with hoods on were storming the house. Huey and Riley jumped in action the moment the door was kicked-in. They had already gone through the dining room with the girls and were going up the back-way stairs. When they got to Huey and Riley's room they could hear people coming up the stairs. Huey, thinking quickly, took his katana and an old escape ladder from the closet and put in to the window.

"Come on, now." Huey ordered as they were lining up.

"Huey come on" Jazmine said as she and Riley were final down with Cindy.

Huey was forced to jump down the ladder when a hooded man kicked in the door and started shooting.

"Run, niggas, Run!" Huey and Riley shouted at the same time to the two girls who were just standing there.

They ran alright, but didn't even get out of the yard before being surrounded by the hooded men.

"Aww, hell naw, this shit ain't going down like that!" Riley said as pulled a knife and gun from hidden pockets, as he and Huey leapt into battle while protecting the girls.

The battle was short-lived as they were all captured and made to stand next to one another like prisoners of war with their hands tied behind their backs just as a teenage male stepped out of the shadows clapping his hands in mock applause.

"Congrats, you killed some of my men and prolonged the inevitable for ten whole minutes, and here I thought Whitecrest would have made you two softer, but just like six years ago; I guess I was wrong, huh?" said a familiar voice in amusement and laced venom and hatred.

Huey and Riley's heads whipped up to see the two dumbasses before them. It was Cairo and Duey, just standing there smirking. Just as Riley was about to make a smartass comment Huey spoke with so much venom in his voice that a few of the Hooded men dropped dead from the fear and poison of his tone.

"Cairo, what the HELL do you want this time!"

"Nothing just came to kill an old friend." he said pulling out a Desert Eagle and pressing the barrel to Huey's chest.

The screams at shout of disagreement were barely heard by him over the sound of the gun going off at his heart. As he died he heard them scream and cry, but all he could do before dying was two things: he turned to the three people next to him with a smile and said, "Love you all, especially you, Jazmine.", then he looked at Cairo with a smirk and with his last breaths of life said, "You's a bitch, nigga." He then fell over dead with that same smirk on his face as Cairo's face contorted in anger.

"Damn him! I hate his ass! Even when dying and dead the nigga still does this shit! He pisses me the fuck off!" Cairo screamed as he kicked Huey's dead body repeatedly.

Just then Huey Freeman got up, but noticed that no one saw. He looked around and waved his hand, but no one noticed.

"Alive from that and they ignore me." He said, but then Cairo spoke.

"Alright, now I could just let you all go, but y'all just go attack me, so who's next?"

"Nigga, you best kill my black-ass and be sure I'm dead, cause nigga if I come back I'm gonna put a bullet so far up yo ass you go be shitting out gun powder! Punk-ass, bitch-ass, gay-ass niggas!" Riley said with so much hate in his voice that it could choke on someone.

If looks could kill Cairo and Duey would have been dead as soon as Huey was shoot. Cairo and Duey looked at Riley, then the others and saw that they agreed with him, and if they could do it now, then they would've. Duey then took out his own gun, put it to Riley's heart, and then spoke a lame-ass rhyme.

"It seems that we kill another, so go the way of ya brother. Don't worry, because in your death, you ain't comin' back like Macbeth."

"Nigga please just shoot me, and shut the fuck up!" Riley said with no fear of death, but he was a bit afraid of another one of Duey's lame-ass poems.

Unnoticed by all, Huey was punching, kicking, and even clawing at Duey with tears falling freely from eyes. He was trying desperately to keep his brother and the others alive. Then all other sound was lost as the sound of the gun went off. Huey was wondering, while trying to kill the two, where the hell was the police? After about three more minutes he stop, stood there watching as they shoot Cindy as well, and cried his eyes out the whole time.

End of Flashback

He was still standing there bawling his eyes out as he looked toward Jazmine with the hope she'd somehow, just miraculously, escape with her life. But that seemed to no avail when Cairo walked up to her crying form, which was being held by a one of his crew.

"They're all dead." He mentioned off-handedly as he gestured toward the bodies, "Want to be next?"

"Go… to… Hell…" she spat out, quietly looking toward her friends' bleeding bodies.

"If you insist." He said simply, not even aiming and shot her.

Right then, Huey lost all hope. They were dead and he was still watching her body. He didn't even care when Cairo and his crew left laughing and celebrating. He just stood there and then fell to his knees crying.

He then started to take in other sites, such as the chain attached to his chest and the fact Riley was getting up... Wait Riley was getting up?

"Riley…?" he asked quietly.

"Nigga, what the hell?" Riley said looking at Huey.

Just then Huey noticed that he could kind of see through Riley and his brother too had a chain on his chest. He also saw that the others were getting up as well, but all their bloody bodies were still on the ground. And they had chains as well. Then came a thought he never thought he'd ever think.

"Oh hell no! We died Bleach style." Huey said as his friends came around him.

"What the hell?" Cindy said.

"We died and know we're souls." Huey states calmly.

"Actually we're Plus to be exact; spirits who have died. A chain, known as the Chain of Fate, protrudes from the chest and binds the plus to a location, object or person that they felt close to in life. The soul can move about freely if the chain is broken, but this also causes the chain to corrode. Normally, pluses are sent to Soul Society by Soul Reaper in a ritual called Soul Burial, or Konsō before this corrosion becomes significant. If the Chain of Fate is corroded entirely before a Konsō can be performed, a Hollow hole will form in the chest of the soul where the chain was once anchored. Such souls are driven mad and become evil ghosts known as Hollows. If the Chain of Fate is torn out deliberately, this hastens the process. Normally, a Plus leaves the Real world in his/her death without regrets and without losing anything, and waits for a Soul Reaper to transfer him/her to Soul Society via Soul Burial. However, when a Plus has strong ties binding it to the living world, it becomes anEarth-bound Spirit, or Jibakurai." A male voice said from behind them on the street.

They whirled around to see who was giving the explanation and was meet with one figure walking calmly toward them. It was a boy and he looked a bit too happy with being dead.