Okay, this is my first story, but I hope everybody likes it. Captain Komamura is my favorite Bleach character—I'm sorry I can't claim him! But, I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter One—The Boy

This was a waste of time.

Even as he surveyed the American city from the rooftops with his lieutenant by his side, Sajin Komamura couldn't help but wonder why he had been sent here. Ordinarily, he would have never once questioned Captain Yamamoto's orders, but this time was different. He had been sent to investigate the strange spiritual pressure that had been hovering over the city for quite some time, according to Captain Kurotsuchi. Yet a week after being deployed, apart from a few low-class Hollows, there was nothing here!

"Sir!" Lieutenant Iba called behind him. "Another Hollow has appeared."

"Take care of it, Tetsuzaemon," Komamura ordered, having already sensed the Hollow's presence. Another weakling. "I shall wait here."

"Yes, sir!" Iba replied as he flash-stepped away.

Komamura let out a sigh as he sat on the building's ledge. He looked down at the humans below, wondering what it was like to be so ignorant of a world that hunted them, of a world that sought their souls to devour.

Something caught his eye. Across the street, he could see someone who stood out in the alleyway, the only thing that moved of its own volition. His eyes focused on the human intently, feeling a pang of sadness for him when he saw how dirty the rags the kid wore were. A homeless person—a teenager by the looks of it—who looked as though he or she could've belonged to the outermost district of the Rukon. The teen's hair was long and black and, while not shaggy, seemed to have never been cut. However, it was not the teen's appearance that commanded Komamura's attention.

It was the child's presence as a whole. He could not put his finger on it, but Komamura could feel a familiarity radiating from the teen. Was this a spiritual pressure emanating from him or her—from such a distance, Komamura could not exactly tell if the child was male or female.

Then, as the teen stopped at the end of the alleyway, Komamura flinched. Bright blue eyes that seemed to glow were looking straight at him. The teen had not done anything to draw attention to him/her, but those eyes was looking directly, unmistakably, at Komamura. Komamura started to stand up from the ledge and studied the youth when the youth turned and ran.

Intrigued, Komamura follow, running from rooftop to rooftop. Remarkably nimble, speedy, and agile, the youth's eyes would look up occasionally to peer at Komamura. Their eyes met more than once and the youth would increase the speed. Had Komamura not seen the look of fear on the youth's face, he might've thought this was a game.

They soon came to a large field, marked with white lines and a logo shaped like a panther's head behind a school. The youth ran by one goal post and had nearly made it halfway down the field when Komamura had finally had enough. With his own display of speed, Komamura flash-stepped in front of the youth who stumbled backward, letting out a terrified shout—judging by the voice, the youth was male.

Komamura felt hurt as the boy tried to crawl away from him, tears starting to well in his eyes.

"You do not need to worry; I will not harm you."

"No, get away!" the boy whimpered. "It's not safe!"

"What's not safe?"

"Leave me alone!" the boy yelled. Komamura took a step back, but had no intention of leaving. Something about this boy made him uneasy, not just the fact that he could be seen. "Please, just don't..."

His voice trailed off and Komamura was about to answer when he felt a strange shift in the air. The air seemed to be growing heavier and Komamura recognized this sensation. His eyes turned up to the sky and he saw something there—the sky was opening... A Menos was coming through.

"No," the boy was saying, "not now. Not again."

In the back of his mind, Komamura wondered what the boy was talking about, but he had to focus. The Menos—a Gillian that was coming through a Garganta—was his focus now...

Even as it came through, the Gillian was starting to charge a Cero. Ready to defend, Komamura drew his sword. The Cero fired and Komamura slashed at the beam with his sword, reflecting it harmlessly into the sky.

And then Komamura felt it. Another presence had joined them, strong and malevolent. Almost toxic.

Suddenly, a beam of blue-colored energy shot forward, barely skimming past Komamura's fur as it flashed upward into the sky, aimed carefully at the Gillian. Without fail, the energy beam destroyed the Gillian's head and the Gillian's body shimmered before starting to vanish completely, the Garganta closing behind it.

A loud hiss drew Komamura's attention and he turned to face the teenager he had followed. The teenager's face was covered, hidden behind a white mask that was shaped like a dog's face, with a small white snout protruding slightly. Komamura flinched as he felt the strange strength of the boy's spiritual pressure. He knew this feeling.

"Hollowfication?" he breathed.

The mask seemed to rip as the mouth opened and the boy let out a powerful roar-like hiss, distorted by the power of his Hollowfication.

Reflexively, Komamura held his zanpakuto in front of him, ready to defend himself if necessary... but would it be? The boy seemed to be twitching violently, as if the effort of holding himself back was more than he could bear.

"Captain!"

Across the field, Lieutenant Iba was running, zanpakuto drawn, but Komamura called out to him hurriedly.

"Do not move! Open a senkaimon."

"Sir?'

"Just do it."

"Yes, sir!" Iba said as Komamura took a step closer to the boy. Carefully, extended his sword, touching the tip to the mask on the boy's face. It shattered with a sound like glass and the boy's wide-eyed, yet empty stare was watching him, unflinching before the eyes closed and the boy fell backward.

Hurrying to catch him, Komamura hefted him over his shoulder, rougher than he had intended, and turned to Iba, who was turning his zanpakuto like a key in the air. Within seconds, the senkaimon appeared and Komamura walked forward into it.

"Sir, are we taking him with us?"

"Yes. He is too dangerous to leave here. We'll let Head Captain Yamamoto how to handle him."


Okay, here's the first chapter. I hope you guys like it. Should I continue or scrap it here?