AN: IMPORTANT
1. Sorry I haven't updated any of my stories in a while I have writers block which I only figured out a little while ago so because of many things going on in my life, such as my last year at school, I decided to put them on hiatus until late 2016. Since I'm not the kind of guy to this as just a separate chapter I thought it would be best to inform you with this. However before you get your hopes up this to will not have any if at all. Sorry guys but I would rather have a life that doesn't involve me living with my parents then to have thousands of people I don't know say my writing is cool (No offense, your feedback is awesome guys) so again sorry.
2. I would like you guys to vote on the poll I currently have up as I need the people who read my stories to help me decide so I can give them what they want. The sooner a large amount of people vote the sooner I will do the poll for this stories pairing.
3. Since I won't be posting anything on my other stories for a while I figured I would answer these questions while I remember (My memory is about as good as a goldfish)
(Untold past) Guest person – To answer your question about Naruto's past/childhood. No, as far as I can tell it's fabricated since there is very little actually revealed of Naruto's early life other than he was lonely and mistreated. Majority of the backstory is mish-mashed together from other stories I've read on fanfiction.
4. (Untold past of Natsu) Kurama Otsutsuki – To put this to rest once and for all, at the time I made this story I did not know about the twist involving Natsu ( I'm trying not to spoil it for anybody, You'll know what talking about if you've wikied Natsu or are up to date with the source material. ) BUT I do have a plan for working around this and Involving that twist later.
5. Guys yes I do realise that I have written mistakes here and there, I understand. But please understand that I don't write professionally nor do I intend to. This for me is a hobby that I can pick up and just do on occasions when I'm bored. Not to mention that as a wise man once said no content creator realises their mistakes until after they made them or someone has pointed them out. I know that's what beta-reading is for but with how often I actually finish the content I make I find it rather pointless to have someone waiting for months and get pissed off.
So I apologise for any grammatical errors made past, present or future.
MUST READ: 6. For this chapter only words inside ~~ _ ~~ is suppose to be read in a voice over type fashion
Again sorry for everything but I do have a life outside fanfiction
I've rambled for long enough so without further ado:
Chapter 1: Orange joins the roster
~~ They say grim are the worst things in the world but they are wrong, humans are. They may have the potential to do the greatest of good but they also have the biggest potential for evil. I should know after all I am one of those people. ~~
Slowly a cloaked makes their way through a forest as the bleak surrounding them compliments their wear the dreary atmosphere was lightened by the sunlight that shone done but it still kept the sombre tone. The figure kept a constant pace through the thick forest of pale trees and dead leaves.
~~ You see I walk a razor fine line between human and beast due to happenings when I was younger but to fully understand it you have to go back to my very origins. The reason why is because fate hates me and decided at young age I was going to labelled a miracle child. ~~
The man slowly came to a clearing that was just like the rest of the forest you could see grim bordering the clearing but they all instinctually kept their distance from the cloaked figure and the man standing in the centre of the clearing already.
~~ The reason why I am the 'miracle' child is because I survived something no one else could at the age of six. You see due to a mishap that happened during when my class was attending a factory, chemicals that would kill the average man spilt onto me. ~~
The man in the centre of the clearing was wearing an outfit that made him stick out like sore thumb in the bright environment. This white garbed 'human' simply just smiled at the fact the cloaked figure was approaching. The smile was menacing and blood thirsty and screamed death.
~~ Your probably thinking how the hell did I survive? Simple answer, not even I know. Something we do know is caused my hair to go from blonde to orange and that cost me my aura and semblance. Yeah that was not fun at all. It was highly painful. ~~
The man's smile did nothing to affect the cloaked man as he kept approaching at the same rate. The white clad 'man' looked on in sick glee as he waited for the man to come to him. The 'man' had a very distinguishing irregularity with him.
~~ My story doesn't end there however, because at the age of ten I was abducted, you may think that I was to be used for a ransom. I wasn't. I was to be used as a test subject in testing a sicko's idea of inject human DNA into grim and vice versa. ~~
The white clad 'man' had some of a white bone mask attached to his face. The cloaked figure stopped a fair distance away from the white clad 'man'. The cloaked figure spoke out in a gruff and deep voice that demanded respect and rumbled with power, "Which number are you?"
~~ It gets worse as I wasn't the only one to be used in these experiments, but I was one who organised the escape of my fellow 'human' test subjects. You see the tests for the most part successful and we lost our humanity. ~~
"Me I am number 18, Demoura," the white figured man identified himself.
"Humph," the cloaked man grunted as he reached for an object wrapped in white cloth on his back, "To bad, I would've liked to have killed an espada."
~~ You see, me and the other test subject formed what we refer to as inner hollows since they all had holes in their chests and didn't look at all like grim. They seemed to be our instinct personified and because they wanted to control us we had to fight them off and defeat them. However once again I was different from the rest. ~~
"You! Kill an espada! Don't be ridiculous! You wouldn't be able to hurt an arrancar let alone an espada." Demoura shouted.
"You want to test that theory, arrancar scum." The brown clad figure goaded.
~~ Thing is I am the reincarnation of a Shinigami, Quincy, Hollow hybrid and my instinct personified is one of two spirit that make up my weapons known as zanpakuto. Due to this reason I different to all the other human test subjects dubbed 'the Visords'. ~~
The arrancar did not take to the goading to well as his tongue suddenly shot forward trying to hit the cloaked man. This did not faze the man as he quickly flickered out of existence and quickly back behind the white masked beast.
~~ The grim that gained 'humanity' were called arrancar since they took of part of the mask on their face. But that's not important what is however, is how my family reacted to this. My Dad has been very worried about me due to my lack of aura and semblance. ~~
The arrancar was surprised by the sudden quick movement as he was quickly sliced by a sword that had been previously covered in white cloth straps. This caused the arrancar to stumble as he tried to grab the bleeding wound.
~~ My sisters both had different reactions. My older sister became annoyingly overbearing and overprotective, this caused a rift to form between us, as this conflicted with my natural nature because of my memories of my past life and my instinct to grow stronger. ~~
Demoura tried the attack again this time shooting his tongue out at a much faster rate than before. The man it was headed for didn't flinch as he brought the flat side of his stylised great sword in front of him to protective manner.
~~ My little sister on the other hand became warier due to my sudden change in nature and what the possible side effects of the experimentation might have. My sister may be naïve but by no means was she stupid. ~~
Before the grim turned humanoid could react the cloaked figure's hand shot into his cloak and pulled out a stylised bowie knife like blade as he quickly and cleanly sliced of his tongue.
"Who are you?" The number 18 arrancar asked as he recoiled from the attack.
~~ You lot have probably had enough of me prattling on about how got here. So to make this short and sweet I think it's better if we just leave the rest of the skeletons in the closet and tell you who I am. I am…. ~~
"My name is Ichigo Xiao Long, and unless you tell me what want to know I will become your executioner." The garbed man responded to the arrancar. "I'm only gonna say this once. WHERE! IS! AIZEN!"
~~ Yes my name is Ichigo Xiao Long and I have but to goals in life. One, to protect those close to me. Two, to kill Sosuke Aizen for what he did to me and the vizards. Even though my family relationships are rocky at best I will always protect them. ~~
"I-I-I d-don't know." The number 16 arrancar stated fearfully.
"That's too bad," the hybrid said as he turned around and walked away sheathing his swords slowly. As they reached their sheath the 'man' behind him exploded in blood. "Damn," Ichigo mused aloud, "If Aizen is the same as last time then he's obviously out for godhood. Although that does beg the question as to why he was reborn when he's supposed to be immortal." Digging into his pocket Ichigo produced a scroll before putting it up to his ear. "Hey Shinji. No, it was a dead end. Yeah, the bastard had no info. Well at least that's another one gone." He said before putting away.
Ichigo looked over to where the now dissolving body was. "Another one bites the dust," he said as his eyes pulsed with blue energy.
An: Sorry again but anyone who get's the Queen reference deserves a cookie
Anyway this is ShadowMan992 signing off,
see you near the end of 2016.