I looked out the window of the room that Chiomnia had rented above Karakura Town. A Hollow roared nearby, and just as it came into my sight, I saw an orange-haired shinigami slice it in half with a huge sword. Kurosaki Ichigo: I recognized him almost instantly, a human who was given the powers of a shinigami by Kuchiki Rukia. A raven haired girl in a high school uniform motioned for him and the two ran away.

"Whatcha doing?" A familiar voice breathed down my back.

I turned to the girl. She looked to be a pre-teen, maybe 14, but certainly not 15. She had a puffy red skirt and a black ribbony parasol covered her matching red lace corset. My gaze travelled toward her heart-shaped face, framed with her rose pink curled hair. She had a sly smile that made her look like a normal rich kid from the Middle Ages in Europe, and most think that when they see her. I knew that, but things were never what they seemed. Her eyes were the only contrary thing about her; pitch black eyes that acted like black holes, sucking in anything that got too close.

Just looking,"I replied lazily and you the girl smiled like a child; she was worse than my brother some of the time. "I can't find Chio-chan! Have you seen her? No, well yell if you have, Ru-chan! Sayonara!" I waved back to her, but she was already on top of the next victim to her mind-reading ability.

"Misaki never changes, does she?" a new voice stated. I saw a girl with dark purple hair in pigtails come from the direction Misaki bounced off in.

"Ichigo managed to avoid her though, right?" I asked moving away from the window. "It's more like she let me go, 'cause although Misaki is a rank FOUR, she is still in our district," Ichigo said and matched her pace with me. "You didn't mention that she's old enough to be our great-great-great-great-great grandma." I looked over to the black eyed Chosen, not caring if she heard or not. I looked over at Ichigo, who was trying not to laugh.

She had on her regular outfit, a yellow polo shirt with a green vest over it. She had a red mini skirt that had slits in the side, so that she could run faster. The rest of her legs were covered by black ninja boots and fishnet leggings. "Does that make me an old lady too?" A new voice said coyly.

I looked over my shoulder to see the number FIVE of my district walking up to us. "Hey, Naski, I didn't think you would show," I hugged the new-comer. Her pale yellow cat ears twitched, making her short wavy hair wiggle. She glared at Ichigo, but Ichigo ignored her, the two never got along. I didn't get why they hated each other, but Misaki said it was a rivalry between a cat and bird.

Naski wore her signature miko uniform, a white blouse with short sleeves tied off with a red bow, and red mini-shorts that looked two sizes too big on the skinny half-daemon. The white thigh highs that covered her legs were tied off the same way her blouse was with a smaller red bow, and small Japanese sandals covered her feet.

"Relax, I only came here because my world has started moving," Naski sighed, "Just informed Chio, and she wants me to stay for the rest of this stupid meeting." I looked around at the other guests for the meeting that Naski gestured to.

There were many other Chosen idling around the apartment, everyone from my district, the first district. I noticed most of the Second district was now talking to the irritated Naski, and the Third district was busy planning the 'perfect' heist to pull on the Berau, the Creator's Guards stood around the room not really talking to anyone, and the Destroyers sat as close as they could to an exit with an obvious killing intent around them. Their Head Destroyer was absent among the black coated figures, she was probably out on a job, I sighed.

But the ones that surprised me the most was the Jury members, they never show up for a meeting unless there was a Trail. But even then only 10 members (2 from each branch) are needed for the ruling to be enforced. And there they stood underneath the landing that led to a second floor almost the entire jury, except for the Heads, talking nonchalantly to each other.

I have no idea what this meetings about, but it must be big to have all of us here. I noticed Misaki had found Chiomnia, and were talking while eating the takeout pizza someone had ordered. Although I only noticed them because they were standing next to the chocolate fountain in the center of the room, it looked so tasty, I gulped. So with Ichigo in tow I walked up to them.

"There are lot of familiar faces here," I said getting a plate of chocolate marshmallows, chocolate pretzels, chocolate strawberries, and a white chocolate mousse to dip them in. I made sure my Psy held the white bubble in place and turned to my seniors. "It can't be helped," Chiomnia barely nodded in my direction, "The Creator has big news, and it's better to have everyone here it at the same time rather than, repeating the story tons of times."

I just nodded, as we waited for the meeting to officially start, we talked about the going-ons in our worlds. The Kyubie Jinchuriki, Naruto, from Ichigo's world has become an official sinobi that represents Konoha. I've already seen Rukia and Ichigo kill Hollow nearby, I told Chiomnia that they had potential and she nodded. Of course she already knew this is her world after all. In Misaki's world there's a revolution against the Homunculus, started by their human sacrifices. I told them little about my word. It didn't feel right to put my family on display, like the other Regulars.

After some time Naski joined us, and said that her childhood friend just woke up from a deep sleep. I figured that's what she meant when she said her world started moving. It was when I decided to get more sweets, cheese cake with an almond frosting with peanut butter brownies topped with honey syrup, that the Creator showed herself.

Her long brown hair curled down her back, her deep brown eye unblinking started down at the gathered Chosen, a faint smile showed on her lips. Her skin tone was a luminous tan that made the room so much brighter. A pure white cloak covered the rest of her outfit. As expected from one of the Heads of the League, I smirked. She could probably give most of the girls here a run for their money if she was serious. I still remember when I first met the Creator, back then it was before the League. It was when the Creator first started working for the Watchers.

"As most of you have figured, this just isn't any meeting," She said stepping away from her blood sister, another Head to the League, who was frowning deeply. "The Elders have had much debate on this decision, and have made it with regret." I notice Naski's and Ichigo's ears perk up and the word 'Elders', each for their own reasons.

"Due to several reasons, one of which is for your safety, the Elders have decided as the governing officials of the League, and former Chosen's," The Creator stopped, almost as if she was testing the waters, to see if we can handle the truth. I could tell that she already knew we could, every Chosen had to give up something to be here, she knew that better than anyone, "The League from this day forth is hereby disbanded!"

Silence followed her statement, there has been talk of disbandment of the League, I knew this, but I never thought that it would actually be abolished. The Chosen in the room knew what was going to happen next, we have already made a plan what would happen in the worst case scenario. We could not afford to be separated at this time, because everything was just beginning.

I woke up, with the sun in my eyes and the waves in my ears. I sat up and looked over to a snoring girl. Her light pink hair was tied in a tight braid, that reached her shoulders.