Here's My First fanfic for Bleach, here's the not-so beginning hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach but I own Clorox :D…okay that was cheesy .
Prologue
"Shinji!" he yelled.
"What Takamoto, im busy."
"When can I find her?"
"Soon, she hasn't discovered who she truly is yet."
Takamoto combed his fingers through his shiny black hair with red tips. For some reason he felt guilty for abandoning his sister but he tried to block the emotions, all he wanted was the crest she stole from him and her blood splattered all over the walls.
He was bloodthirsty.
Shinji could feel his rage, "Dammit! Takamoto relax!"
"I cant."
"We'll wait four weeks, got it?"
He growled, "fine." took a deep breath and tried to relax his tense muscles as he said, "I want her to pay, for everything!"
"I understand Takamoto, but if you go in too hasty then the soul reapers might catch on with our plans so sit down shut up and do that weird meditation thing." Said Shinji.
Takamoto rolled his eyes and did what Shinji said, and the whole time he thought of sadistic and gruesome ways to finish his sister, for good.
He wanted her tortured and buried with the woman and man he called Mother and Father, he was pissed, he was aggravated. He could feel his heart beat faster and faster, Shinji was right, he needed to relax or else his emotions would make him explode. That was one of the worst part of Takamoto's personality, once he's mad there's no changing him back. No one knows where this anger in him comes from, because they fear to ask. But one day, one day he'll regret those emotions once he faces the challenge of his life, his flesh and blood, his younger sister. The Lost Shinigami.
...i hope you all liked this *hides*