Hello, my name is Captain Hinamori. I thank you for deciding to read this story. Please note that this is my first story. It is a Bleach AU/Vampire story, rated T for blood, language, and eventual violence.
Please enjoy!
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11:52 P.M.

It was night in Las Noches, but the city was known for being more alive at night than during the day.
All the casinos and restaurants and hotels were open and lit up the dark night. Highways were filled up with cars, but on the ground, a van traveled down alone on an empty street. A van from the city blood bank had just restocked and was heading back to the hospital.
Suddenly, a thud was heard on the roof of the van, as if something had landed on it. A second later, another thud was heard. The driver started to get worried when suddenly, a humanoid figure clad in black landed on the hood.
"What the f-!" the driver shouted, only for the figure to send its hand through the windshield and grab the driver's neck. Then, another thud was heard, this time on the passenger door. The door was then ripped off and thrown aside, revealing another black figure.
Figure 1 then crushed the poor man's neck, instantly killing him. He tore the corpse out of his seat and threw him to the other side of the van before jumping in and taking his place at the wheel as Figure 2 sat down in the passenger seat. Figure 2 then stuck his hand out of the hole in the van, signaling Figures 3 and 4 on the roof.
Figures 3 and 4 then stepped closer to the front of the van, squatted down, and dug their hands into the roof. They slowly stood up, tearing the roof away. They tore off the piece of metal they just ripped and threw it aside. They jumped into the van and stared in awe at the walls lined with blood bags.
"Would we get in trouble in we have just a little right now?" asked Figure 4 smiling madly, allowing Figure 3 to get a good look at his unusually long canines. Figure 3 just rolled her eyes.
"As tempting as it is, we have to wait until the others get a good look." She said. Figure 3 sighed.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." He said, disappointed. The van then pulled up. They heard a door open and close, and then the back doors opened. Figures 1 and 2 then walked inside.
"Nice work, this should be enough for a few weeks." Said Figure 1,"Lets take it to the Lounge."
"Wait!" said Figure 4,"Don't we get a first dibs on this stuff since we were the ones who pulled it off?"
Figure 1 blinked. "Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. We do get to choose any one first. Just one for now though." He said.
"That's good enough for me." Said Figure 4.
In the moonlight, anyone could see his electric blue eyes turning blood-red.
The same thing happened to Figure 1's chocolate-brown eyes.
And Figure 2's emerald eyes.
And Figure 3's violet eyes.
They each looked around, grabbed a bag, and opened their mouths wide, revealing sharp, glistening fangs where their canine teeth were. They easily tore into the plastic and sucked up the blood inside. Afterwards, they tossed the drained bags aside, grabbed all the other blood bags, and shoved them into coolers that were lying around, all while licking the blood off their fangs.
After all the bags were packed up, they stepped outside and vanished in a black blur.

12:12 A.M.

On the other side of the city, a hotel shone due to its bright lights.

This was the Arrancar Hotel.

Although, not only was it a hotel, it also featured a wing restaurant and a bar on the first floor, and a casino on the second. This was the most popular hotel in the entire city of Las Noches. Surprisingly, even the restaurant received more customers during the night. Inside, a couple sat at a booth waiting for a waiter.
"So, after we eat, we'll get our rooms and then hit the casino." Said the husband. The wife sighed.
"You know what, you can go. I think I'm going to stay in the hotel room. I'm tired." She replied.
"Suit yourself." Said the husband, smirking.
Then, a waitress came to their table. She was wearing the restaurant uniform, which consisted of a black, short-sleeved button-up, pants that were a darker shade, a red necktie, and a black apron around her waist. She had a notepad and a pen in her hands. The girl herself had pale skin, shoulder-length raven hair, and violet eyes. The name tag on her shirt read 'Rukia S.' in black letters.
"Hello there, my name is Rukia. I'll be serving you tonight. What can I get you to drink?" she said kindly.
"I'll have a coke." Said the man.
"And I'll just have water." Said the woman.
"Alright, can I start you off with any appetizers?" she asked, jotting down in her notepad.
"No, thank you. We're good." Said the man.
"Okay then, I'll get those drinks for you right away." She said, walking off.
As she walked to the kitchen in the back of the dining area, she passed a waiter with black hair and emerald eyes taking another couple's orders.
"Hey, Ulquiorra, where's Grimm?" she asked him.
"On break." He replied, not taking his eyes of his notepad.
"Gotcha." She said, walking off. She entered the kitchen, where a man with orange hair and brown eyes was cooking a set of wings, along with some other chefs. She walked to a table near the door, grabbed two clean glasses, filled both with ice, and poured Coca-Cola into one glass, and plain water into the other.
"Hey, Ichigo, tell Grimmjow to hurry up with his break. We got a full house here and we're running short on hands." She said.
"Got it." Said the man with orange hair as Rukia walked back to the couple's table.

Meanwhile, outside the kitchen in the back of the restaurant, a man with electric blue hair and eyes wearing the waiter's uniform leaned against the wall smoking.
That's when he heard a woman scream from down the alleyway.
He stood up, snuffed his cigarette against the wall and walked toward the sound. He then saw a woman being pinned to the wall by a man.
"Come on, baby. You're gonna enjoy this." Said the man seductively.
"No! Get away from me! Someone help!" screamed the woman.
"No one can hear you, babe." Said the man.
"I beg to differ." Said the waiter, standing near.
"Please help me!" cried the woman.
"I'd walk away from here if I were you, man." Said the man.
"That's not how you treat a lady." Said the waiter.
"Mind your own business, punk!" the man spat. The waiter smirked.
"Too late for that." He said.
The man released the woman and pulled out a knife. "Come at me, bro!" he challenged.
The waiter smiled even wider. His eyes turned blood-red and suddenly, he was in front of the man.
"Boo." He said before sinking his fangs into the man's neck.
The woman screamed in fright as the vampire drank the blood of her attacker. The panicking man stabbed the waiter in the stomach with his knife, but the waiter was unfazed. The man was eventually drained of all blood and collapsed on the ground.
Dead.
The waiter stood up and walked to the woman, who was too frightened to move. She watched in horror as the stab wound in his torso sealed up instantly, the blood turning to ash and disintegrating into nothing. He licked his lips as he stood in front of her.
"So, how did an innocent lady like you end up here?" he asked playfully, his eyes still red. A flash of red appeared in the woman's eyes for a second.
"I was on my way home when I decided to take a shortcut through this alley. That man jumped me and pinned me to a wall. I was frightened of what he was going to do." She said without emotion. He smirked.
"You won't remember any of this. You're going to go back to your home travelling through a safer route. And you be careful from now on. You never know how dangerous these alleys can really be." He said with a seductive voice. "Yes. Of course." She said. She then walked off, ignoring the dead body on the ground.
The waiter sighed before grabbing the body and walking back into the restaurant kitchen.
"Hey, Grimmjow, Rukia wants you to head back to—hey, what the hell?!" said Ichigo, noticing the corpse slung over the waiter's shoulder.
"Listen, I just saved a woman from being emotionally scarred for life." Said Grimmjow, his eyes returning to their normal blue color. He walked to a door marked Lounge.
"I'm just gonna take care of this body. I got my clothes torn, so I'm gonna change too. That fine?" said Grimmjow. "Yeah, I guess." Said Ichigo as Grimmjow walked down the stairs into the underground room.

It was a large room with green walls and red carpet. On the other end of the room were two large sofas facing a flat screen TV, along with a recliner. Next to the sofas were an air hockey table and a pool table. On the far edge was a poker table. Next to that were two vending machines and two bathroom doors.
Grimmjow dumped the body on one of the sofas and walked into the men's bathroom. Thirty seconds later, he walked out in a new waiter uniform. He then grabbed the body and stuffed it into a garbage bag. He set the bag on the floor against the sofa.
Right when he was about to go back to the kitchen, he noticed a stack of unopened letters on the air hockey table. He picked them up.
"Mail, huh?" he mumbled as he looked through them.
"Bills, bills, Orihime's magazine subscriptions, letter to Rukia, junk mail—oh, hello!" he said, flipping back to the letter to Rukia. He looked at the return address. It was from some girl named Hisana from Seireitei.

Right when Grimmjow was about to open it, Rukia walked into the Lounge.

"Man, tonight's packed. Good thing I already fed, I'd be running on fumes by now." She mumbled to herself. She then saw Grimmjow…holding a letter addresses to her.
"What the hell, Grimm!?" she shouted. She then vanished in a black blur and reappeared next to Grimmjow. She grabbed the letter and hid it behind her back.
"Ever heard of 'privacy'?" she asked angrily.
"Nope." Said Grimmjow, smirking.
Rukia glared at him, her eyes turning blood-red for a second.
"So who's Hisana?" he asked.
"That's none of your business!" Rukia snapped.
"She's someone close to you, isn't she?" he asked.
"Shut up!" Rukia shouted. She vanished again and reappeared at the top of the stairs near the door.
She opened the envelope and skimmed the letter. Her eyes went wide.
"W-why…why is she coming?" she mumbled.
Then, Grimmjow vanished in a black blur and reappeared right behind Rukia. He skimmed the letter without Rukia noticing. He smirked.

"So your older sister's coming to Las Noches, eh?" he asked.

To Be Continued (Hopefully)

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