GENERATION BLEACH:

PROLOGUE

"Onii-chan, it's time for school!" My sister shouted from downstairs.

I sat up in my bed and moaned. It was a Monday morning during the last week of school before summer break. I rubbed my eyes and turned to look out my window. It was a sunny day there were a few cotton clouds in the blue sky. I sighed and swung my long legs out of my bed. My feet padded on the floor as I went to get dressed, but I was interrupted by the crescendo call of …

"Go-od morni-ng So-ra!"

Suddenly the old goofball burst through the door and body slammed me to the floor. I grumbled as he said in an up-beat smirk "Letting down your guard are we?"

I threw him off me as he slammed into the wall, shaking a picture frame on the wall.

"Uruse, it's seven in the morning, go away I need to get ready," I replied grumpily, not in the mood for this this early in the morning.

"Eh? My own grandson is rejecting me! Oba-san, what should I do?" Isshin wailed.

Irritation stung me as I picked him up and shoved him out my room "Tell Masaki I'll be there soon, now go!" I slammed the door as I heard his muffled voice travelling down the corridor saying something like 'Sora-chan is so mean'.

I sighed and got changed into my high school uniform of shirt, pants and blue and yellow striped tie. I took another look out the window before opening my previously slammed door. I walked down the stairs, scratching the back of head and yawned. I looked down the stairs as I walked down to see my sister frantically running around trying to get everyone breakfast whilst getting her school bag ready. I laughed lightly as she reached into her school bag, realising she was holding a spatula and squeaked as she remembered something in the kitchen.

"Ohayo Sora!" She shouted as she continued to run between rooms.

"Ah, do you want some help Masaki," I laughed as I dodged her zooming past.

"Oh please! Could you just put those books on the side in my bag? Thanks a bunch!" She said thankfully.

I smiled and took her five books and three texts books off the side. I went to put them in her bag when I saw a piece of paper. It read 'STUDENT HEALTH EXAMINATION: MONDAY'. I blinked and looked back at her.

"Masaki, are you really having a health examination this late in the year?" I called as I stepped into the kitchen. I breathed in and my mouth watered. She had made a full breakfast consisting of Steamed rice, Miso Soup, Nori and Tamagoyaki with grated daikon radish. It was my favourite, so I looked in awe and commented "S-sugoi! You made all this?"

She looked back and tucked her long bright auburn hair behind her ear then giggled "Yeah, I knew you liked it, and I was up early, so I thought, why not! And about the health examination, I know it's late, but we didn't have one earlier this year and I think someone in my class remembered and mentioned it to a teacher. So we're having one today."

I nodded and went to sit back down at the table. Soon I was served the food and ate it quickly, but savouring each mouthful. We all ate in silence as we enjoyed it so much. I finally ate the last of my food realising the time and said "Gochisosama, Masaki. That was great!"

She laughed as she stood up to take to bowls away. "It's no problem!" I went to stand up to help but she just pushed me by my head to sit back down and ruffled my spikey jet black hair. "No, no, you must get ready! You have a test right?"

My pale grey eyes widened remembering the maths quiz we had today "Dammit!" I shot up and ran up to my room again as I heard her laughing and my grandfather commenting 'tut tut Sora-chan!'. As I collected my things I bumped my desk and almost knocked off a picture of my parents. I steadied it carefully until it stopped moving, and looked at it.

My dad stood tall next to my Mom with his spikey hair like mine, but the same colour as Masaki's. His brown eyes looked warmly into the camera lens; again, Masaki took after those too. My Mother stood beside him with-

"Sora! You're going to be late! What are you doing?" Masaki shouted from downstairs.

"Ah, hai!" I grabbed my bag and stopped reminiscing in the picture and sprinted out of my room. I rubbed the top of Masaki's head as I ran past her and out the door, the last thing I heard was her shouting

"Ganbatte yo!"

I stepped out my maths end of day class and stretched. Man that was tough. I took in a deep breath but nearly choked on it as I was jumped on from behind.

"Sora, how was the test? Did you do good? Or did you not study like I told you to," my best friend smirked.

"Gah! Isamu, get off me!" I gasp as his muscular arms engulf my head. I struggled as he laughed.

"Just answer my question and then I'll let go," He laughed as I failed to breath.

"Yes … yes I … st-studied! Get your … ass off … of … ME SADO!" I shouted as he finally let go.

He smiled innocently as I scowled at him. "Using my last name? Oo you are in a bad mood," He opened his eyes to look at me through his thick brown fringe with an idea. "Hey! You going anywhere tonight?"

I brushed off my clothes and headed to the exit gate of the school "Why?" I asked.

"Aw c'mon, It'll be like old times, we can play video games watch a movie," I still had no interest, so he added "like we did before you got boring."

I stopped. "Boring?"

"Yeah!" he pouted "You're such a stick in the mud lately! I mean using my last name? Loosen up man," he whined and patted me on the shoulder as I looked away. He stopped smirking and looked concerned "Hey, what's up? You alright?"

I sighed "Yeah, I guess."

Isamu continued to look at me, not convinced. He raised an eyebrow, still looking for an answer. I sighed in defeat, knowing he wouldn't leave without an answer.

"It's about … my parents."

"Oh," he replied. Suddenly feeling like idiot for bringing it up, I shook my head.

"It's nothing, I just bumped into a picture today and it was on my mind today, that's all," I smiled apologetically and looked at him "Sorry for being a stick in the mud," I then patted his arm and said "Well, I'm gonna go, got lots of homework tonight anyways, Ja ne."

And with that I left him standing on his own. I felt bad, but the truth was I didn't want to talk about it anymore, Isamu probably knew that. He knew I was bad at talking about my feelings and emotions. Besides, Isamu wasn't the type of person to take things personally. He was a good friend like that. I had known him since we were little, since mine and his parents were best friends too. In fact his parents were my godparents, Chad and Tatsuki, so we're just like brothers.

I carried on walking trying to figure out why I was so upset by seeing the picture of my parents. They had left when I was around five years old, Masaki was only one at the time, so she didn't remember them. We've lived with our grandfather ever since in the house my dad grew up in. My Aunts sometimes come to visit, but really they are the only family I have. We never got told why they left, but I remember them leaving. That's the hardest part. They didn't seem like they wanted to go. My mother was crying, and my father was too. So why did they leave?

Suddenly my train of thought was broken as a strong wind blew. I knew what this over powering presence was, it was a hollow.

I had told my father that I had been seeing monsters when I was around four, he explained to me what they were and to stay away from them. But when they left, I didn't see any hollows for a long time. But a few years later, they came back. One day one of them attacked my sister. I was defenceless, but I fought it off anyway. I tried to protect her, but then it turned on me and I couldn't defend myself. After that I blacked out and woke at the clinic. I vowed to protect my sister that day. But every time the hollow would win and time and again I would end up in the clinic.

But today wasn't one of those days.

I started running down the road where I felt its presence. I ran with determination that today would be the day where I could finally beat the hollows. The strong wind blew again with a deadly warning, but even as it slowed my pace and rustled my hair, I carried on running. I finally turned the corner to reveal the monster.

The hollow had an upside-down pentagonal mask with two large horns and parallel blue stripes down either side of it. It had huge muscular shoulders and shoulder blades that formed down on its back which stretched down to form a huge swishing tail with a pointed talon on the end. It dragged itself along with its over-sized arms by its talons towards me. It screeched loudly as I frowned.

I took a step towards it thinking this would be easy as it lugged its heavy mass down the street.

"Heh, piece of cake," I said, being the cocky-headed guy I was.

Suddenly in the blink of an eye, it slithered with electric speed towards me. It launched itself at me as I put my arms up in defence.

"Y-yabe," I muttered as it tried to bite me. Its saliva flicked on me as its huge jaw snapped ferociously. I clambered backwards in attempt to get away. Then my hand came in contact with a large and heavy rock. I grabbed it and lobbed it at the hollow's head with speed.

It cried out in pain and jerked back. I took no time at all in jumping up and running back to where I saw a large metal piece of scaffolding in the street. I planned to get it to attack the hollow with, but my plan fell short when my ankle was grabbed fiercely. My face slammed against the road as I felt blood gush out my nose. I tried to strain against its hold but it dragged me back before I could even try. My palms and knees scrapped across the hard surface of the tarmacked ground.

Suddenly its hand released my ankle. I looked up thinking I would see its face, but at that point its face was clamping its jaws around my waist.

I was desperate for breath in my panic as I gasped out "Itte!" It bit into my hips as I screamed out. The pain was getting unbearable.

I thought my legs were going to snap off when suddenly a white light blocked my sight. I was convinced I was dead until after feeling that my hips were free and I tried to move, but the pain came back. I hissed through my teeth and winced as I looked up through one eye.

A woman stood in front of me. Her back was turned so I couldn't see her face. She was wearing a black kimono and was holding a sword in her right hand. She had short, raven black hair that faintly shifted in the air.

"You stupid boy," she said.

I looked up at her with both eyes "Wha-"

"You honestly thought you could take on a hollow?"

I sat there and hung my head. I admit it was foolish, but she didn't have to be so disapproving of it.

The hollow suddenly screeched again and slithered towards the woman. She turned around and barely moved a muscle as her sword swung and the hollow froze, and disintegrated. I felt so useless as she sheathed her sword. She had killed the hollow in a matter of seconds, and for years I had done nothing but injure myself trying to defeat them.

She fully turned around to face me. Her fringe parted over her face, obscuring her left eye. She looked down at me as the white light reappeared. I noticed her lift her hand towards me. Suddenly her hand glowed green as did my injury. I suddenly felt all the pain lift from my lower body. I looked in amazement as my injury evaporated before me. My eyes widened as I looked at the woman.

"Who are you?" I asked quietly, almost afraid.

The woman narrowed her eyes as the white light brightened further and a black butterfly fluttered out to greet her. She turned around and headed into the light.

"Oi! Don't just leave! Who the hell are you?" I shouted at her.

She stopped and turned back around to look at me again. She starred at me intently. I thought she was angry at me before she smirked and said,

"You're so much like you father."

I took a double take and starred back. Had she mentioned my father? I went to ask her more, but the bright light started to be covered by two halves of a circular door.

"Wait a second! How do you know my father? Hey! Wait!"

But it was too late. There was a flash of light and a following wind, but after, nothing. She had left without a trace, and left me with my mind stirring. Who was she? Why did she save me? What power does she have? And most importantly,

How did she know my father?

OOOO! so thats the outline ish beginning for ... GENERATION BLEEEEEEEEEEAACH! i promise it will get more exciting, and be patient with upload because i have aton of school work and stuff to do as well which does take priority (darn it) but please keep following and i'll update soon~! xx