disclaimer:Observer Form The Dark does not own the rights to Bleach or any other intellectual properties from other owners that are used in this story, this story is a work of fiction and any and all resemblances to real life people or events are purely coincidental. please enjoy the story
Prolog: Enter The New World
Deep in the blackness between worlds, in the space that occupies the void in which the infinite and ever expanding multiverse exists walks three cloaked men. These men walk with purpose toward one of the billions spheres of light that hold many images on them. They range from the dawn of civilization the the end of time. Wars are fought, children are born, lives of the inhabitants of the spheres can be seen. "Finally, we can move on to the next one" speaks the one in the center. He is a little over six feet tall and draped in a dark green cloak, his companions are a little shorter but in comparison to each other they are the same height. The only difference in his companions is that they wear matching burnt orange cloaks.
"I thought we would be there for another millennium at least!" whines the one on the right.
"Oh come off it, at least we had some fun. The girls weren't bad looking, and we got kill some bad guys." the other replies. The conversation falls short after. Some small talk about their past adventures is shared between the lookalikes. They stop in front of a sphere with images of intense fighting, a man in black with long flowing hair and what looks like a sword of energy is fighting a monster like humanoid. "So, heads or tails" asks the one on the left as he pulls a coin out from his cloak, in the light of the sphere his human like hand can be seen. Not waiting for an answer he flips the coin heigh in the air.
"How about tails this time." says green cloak. As soon as he calls the coin it lands in his hand with the image of a lions tail facing up. A smile threatens to crack his hidden face as his white teeth can be seen from under his dark hood. "Well, it seems this world shall know change. But the only question left is" pausing to look at his compatriots "who goes this time?" all at once they hold up their fists and jump apart facing each other in a loose triangle formation. "Are we in agreement?" as the two orange cloaked men nod, he continues "best two out of three" and they proceed to play rock paper scissors.
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the scene changes to a small quiet town. It is peaceful and calm, the perfect example of boring average every day life. 'It's to damn quiet' thinks one particularly tall teen as he walks down the sidewalk. He is dressed in a simple white button up shirt and black slacks as he lazily carries his book bag in his hand over his shoulder. This boy is one Kurosaki Ichigo, he is a tall boy in his late teens he has messy styled hair and a hansom, to some, angular face. He would be quite popular with the ladies if it weren't for his almost constant scowl. The only other feature that stands out is his bright orange hair. Most assume it's dyed that way and he is a delinquent, but that's just the way his hair naturally is.
As he continues his trek home from school he reminisces to himself about his life. You see it has been almost one year to the day in which Ichigo had fought and won his battle against a power hungry tyrant by the name of Souske Aizen. You may be asking why an ordinary High School student was fighting a tyrant, you see this is because Ichigo used to be a Shinigami. One of the guardians of the afterlife, the guides of lost souls. Aizen himself was a Shinigami before he had abandoned his station and declared war on the Soul Society, the resting place of souls.
In his quest to challenge the Spirit King, a being who can be compared to a god, to take his place as ruler and god of creation. Ichigo had joined forces with the army of Shinigami known as the 13 Court Guard Squads in hopes to save his home and friends by siding against the former Captain and his army of Arrancars. Just thinking of Aizen and what he's done is enough to get Ichigo's blood boiling, but he shakes his head free of those thoughts as Aizen is now trapped forever. Even if Ichigo wanted to fight him now if he breaks out it would be impossible, for Ichigo had sacrificed all his power as a Shinigami so he could stop Aizen.
Lost in his thoughts he doesn't notice until now that he has arrived at his home and is just standing at the door. Sighing about thinking of his loss he enters his home which doubles as his dad's clinic he ducks under a sudden foot that tries to make contact with his head as the man behind it yells "WELCOME HOME ICHIGO-AHH!" as he smashes into the front door and falls to the ground. "ha ha ha, that's my boy" he weakly calls from the ground. Trying to get up he is smacked with the door as a young girl walks in she looks to be dressed in shorts and a red t-shirt with her long black hair tied in a pony tail.
"hey Ichigo, I didn't expect you home so soon, I thought you would be at work?" she walks in and closes the door ignoring the pained sound of her father as he get up with a "how mean Karin!" as her and Ichigo walk into the the house further.
Sighing he replies "it's my day off, so I thought I would spend some time at home, besides isn't Yuzu cooking tonight?"
Karin looks in his eyes and can see what she had always seen after Aizen defeat. The look of powerlessness that her brother has, he tries to keep it from effecting his life but she knows that he wants nothing more than to have his power back so he can protect his family. Sighing she tells him "She cooks every night." as they chat about their respective days Isshin, their father, walks in and informs Karin that she has something to do after dinner. Ichigo doesn't know what is going on with Karin but knows that if it was important then she would tell him. As the family sits down to the meal made by the youngest Kurosaki they don't know that at that moment that their peaceful lives are coming to an end.
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Above the town a slit in the air appears that looks like a rip in the sky, it opens to form a portal as the green cloak wearing man steps out to look at the town below him. Cracking a smile he whispers "and now this world shall know pain"
AN: Welcome to my first and currently only story, please submit any and all reviews to tell me how you feel about this story. all suggestions welcome. even if you want to bash and hate on me go ahead, you just boost my review count. this story is a test for a long series of crossover fiction that i plan on writing, i hope you read and enjoy.
