Including heroes and villains from anime such as Bleach, MAR (Marchen Awakens Romance), Fullmetal Alchemist, Naruto, Vampire Knight, Gundam Wing and Pokemon, a battle of global proportions takes place to decide once and for all who will rule. Good or evil.

Chapter #1

The city buzzed with a frustrated hustle as the peak hour traffic barked madly at drivers and pedestrians alike. Four in the afternoon was never a good time for commuter tempers in the hot Sydney sun, and it was times like these that Satora was glad to be catching the train home as opposed to struggling in the traffic that was blanketing the Harbour Bridge.

Half asleep, Satora watched the angry drivers blast their horns in futility with a mixture of pity and ridicule. On one hand, all they wanted to do was get home to their families and loved ones, or to whatever hot date they were planning for the evening, but then again they were the idiots polluting the earth with rapidly accumulating amounts of fossil fuels so the karmic cycle had to be working in one way or another.

After staring down a snooty middle aged businessman with her chameleon-like eyes Satora rested her head on the train's wall, her pigtails causing her to readjust the angle. She was an olive-skinned and blonde-haired eighteen-year-old with a slender frame and a short temper for those who underestimated her. She had finally escaped from her former institution, otherwise known as high school, and was currently enjoying her freedom whilst searching for a decent job.

She closed her eyes meditatively, enjoying a few moments of a mild sleep before a loud howl issued from outside the train and an unexplainable weight caused the train to rock backward and forward as the metal on the roof bent into the shape of two large dinosaur feet.

"They sure know how to pick their timing," Satora thought as she shook her head. "I was just about to get some shuteye… stupid hollows..."

As confused civilians looked up at the roof with confusion, the young blonde girl pushed a strange skull-engraved emblem into her chest before collapsing further into the wall and standing up out of her body. Readjusting her black shihakusho she opened the door and jumped gracefully up onto the roof of the train, her hands placed gently on the hilt of her zanpakuto.

"Can't you hollows ever take a break from trying to devour human souls? They aren't food!" Satora scolded, before dodging the white-masked monster.

The monster turned to her clutching at the gaping hole in its chest. "Shinigami… you… power! All power… mine… MINE!" The frog-like creature hopped towards her again and reached out to grab her with its webbed hands, but collected nothing but air as she somersaulted over it, drawing her sword and facing the howling beast.

"I'm not your food either, you stupid deranged spirit!"

The hollow roared once more before swiping at her, and watching helplessly as she leapt over it, slicing through its thick white mask.

After her final blow the hollow disintegrated as a white light into the atmosphere as the shinigami re-sheathed her sword and let out a sigh of relief before looking up towards the sky. "Seriously. If all you stupid hollows could just stay out of the normal world it'd be so much less of a strain… I'm trying to get into a ballet company here!"

After returning to the train and shaking her head at the confused passengers she returned to her spiritless body. Satora's neck ached as she sat up, and she momentarily considered the possibility of finding a new way to collapse before answering the annoying phone that had been ringing in her jacket pocket for a short while.

"Yo? Sophia?" Satora answered.

"How did you know it was me?" a surprised voice greeted her from the other end of the phone line.

"You're the only person I know whose number comes up as "Private Number" and I don't know of any other person who call me at this time in the day, it's too reasonable," Satora rubbed her eyes, remembering how tired she was. "Usually I only get contacted if I have a job to do, and that's only ever at ungodly hours in the morning or evening, and on public holidays."

Sophia laughed as Satora unknowingly grinned. "Fair enough. Speaking of business, I'm assuming you just took care of another of those pesky hollows. I could hear the roaring from all the way out here."

"Yeah, that was all my work," Satora yawned. "I swear if the properly authorised local shinigami(N.B. death god) doesn't start taking care of some of these matters I'm going to have to beat him senseless."

"Please don't be too violent," Sophia pleaded.

"It's only fair that he gets the same treatment that I'm getting. I'm beat, so he should be too."

"Well, just take it easy will you? Don't you have auditions for ballet companies coming up in a few weeks?"

"I should, but with all the hollow alerts recently I haven't had time to sleep let alone train properly… I'm starting to think that if I go then there'll be no one here to protect the city," Satora replied with a yawn.

"Don't forget that I'm here."

"Soph, you're an ARM's user. ARM's aren't overly helpful against hollows… they aren't made of the same spirit matter," Satora cocked her head to one side, fully appreciating Sophia's efforts, but more than fully aware that they would lead to disaster. "Besides, you're a pacifist."

"Hey! I can be pretty riley when I want to! And besides, all I'd need to do is lock them up in cages until you get back. Then you could deal with them really easily. AFTER you get some sleep," Sophia protested.

Satora laughed heartily. "Thanks for the mother treatment Soph, but I'll be fine."

"You always say that…"

"And you never believe me."

"Would you?"

"Of course not, but I'm not the one worrying about an over-determined self-sacrificing idiot now am I?"

"I see your point."

"I'll be perfectly fine. Don't worry about me."

"You know saying that makes me worry even more," Sophia's voice was hinted with a weary wave of concern which pained Satora to hear, however not wanting to worry her friend, she laughed again, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, I guess you're just going to have to learn to live with my stupidity then huh?"

"I guess so… Well, as long as you promise you won't do anything reckless then I don't mind. Just take care of yourself okay?"

"Will do. You too. I'll talk to you soon huh?"

"Of course! Who else would I call during free periods?"

Satora let out a dry laugh as she hung up the phone and returned it to her pocket. After contesting a few strange looks from other passengers about her disinterest in the footprints on the roof, she stood up and made her way off the train, looking back briefly at a darker haired lady as she departed.

She seemed to have been watching her, and though the young shinigami knew not why that was, she didn't seem at this point to pose a threat, and so she thought it more important to place her efforts into running to catch her connecting train.

"She's quite talented, is she not?" the dark haired lady exclaimed after Satora had left her sight on the now racing platform.

The young man beside her sat somewhat uninterested before piping up. "I don't know about her abilities, but she's a cutie."

The lady rolled her eyes disdainfully. "You know that's hardly the angle I was taking here."

"I'm a full-blooded teenager," he replied shaking his brown curly hair off his face. "What did you expect?"

"Not much," she sighed. "You don't even have enough spiritual power to sense what just happened, let alone appreciate it. Just like the rest of the fools here." Her sharp fangs flashed with slight annoyance at the young Gundam pilot. "That girl you saw there is a shinigami. Do you know what that is?"

"Some character in a manga?" the boy replied, sulking somewhat at the friendly but threatening scorn he was receiving. "This whole affair seems far too comical for any normal person to believe. I mean you're a freaking vampire."

"Hardly, my point dear boy," she smiled deviously. "However, I believe that we've found the final member of our team…"

The boy looked at his vampiric leader with uncertainty as she licked her lips. "So we're good to go?"

"Yes," she replied forcefully, looking wistfully out into the distance. "Call them forth. The ARM's user, the Alchemist, the Pokemon trainer, the Ninja and most importantly, that shinigami." She stood up as the train pulled into the next station. "We have a war to fight."

Authors Note: HI! I'm Trinyte. This is my first story and I'm rather excited about it all. I am very open to any and all constructive criticism and love hearing what people think of my work. If you have pointers or anything along the lines there of, feel free to give them. I'm more than appreciative for the help )
Hope you enjoy the story! Next chapter should be out soon. And below is a glossary for those who either don't know or have forgotten what a few of the words mean here and there.

GLOSSARY

Shinigami: Death god who controls the spirits living in the normal realm and the Soul society/spirit realm

Hollow: A normal spirit who has either through lifestyle or my assimilation by other hollows lost their conscious thought and their human heart

Shihakusho: A martial arts uniform covering the body from the neck to the feet

Zanpakuto: A katana that only shinigami can wield

ARMs: Enchanted rings/jewelery/pieces that control magical creatures, effects and curses

Gundam: A highly advanced battle vehicle (or Mobile Suit) designed in the shape of a human for both long range and hand to hand combat in space or on planetary surfaces