I do not own any bleach characters only the OCs I have made myself.
The night was dark and the stars barley lit the dark streets below. A robed figure stood atop the roof of one of the taller buildings, one hand resting on the hilt of the sword resting on his back as he surveyed the city below. It was well into the night. No cars drove down the empty streets. Green eyes narrow as he feels the reiatsu of the hollow he had been sent to eliminate. His lips curve up in a smirk as he leapt across to the next rooftop.
As he got closer to the hollow he could see its giant bear-like form. Its howl tore through the air followed by a scream. A young woman struggled against the large paw like hand that held her captive and brought her ever closer to its open jaws. The soul reaper could tell she was wounded by the blood that dripped like rain onto the pavement below.
Unable to watch any longer, he drew his sword. Yelling his own battle cry, he jumped across the distance; landing atop the creature's back, driving his sword deep between its shoulder blades. It howled again, this time in pain, as it dropped its prey. The hollow swiped its short arms over its shoulder trying to dislodge the soul reaper. With another yell he pulled his sword free and jumped over the beast's head, turning in mid air t cut the mask of the creature in half.
The hollow dissolved as the captain landed gracefully on the ground, his back turned to the dust particles that floated away on the breeze. He slashed his sword through the air, the hollow's blood flying off in a ruby arc. He turned to the wounded human the hollow had dropped upon his arrival. She lay on the ground, deep gashes crossed her neck and chest; and her clothes were torn.
Her golden eyes followed his form as he stepped toward her and he could tell that she could see him. But whether or not that was because she had high reiatsu, he couldn't tell. The woman was close to death. He crouched next to her and gently took her cold hand in his. Her blood was pooling around her quickly, he looked from her wounds to her face. The blood had flowed upward and was now making it's way down the street.
The red of her blood blended with her brown hair making her appear even more pale. Although that could have been blood loss. He had only a few seconds to decide what to do, but he already knew his decision had already been made as he scooped her bloody form up into his arms. As he flash stepped away he could feel her soul fading away.
He laid her gently on a bench in an abandoned park. She was alive still, but barely. Concentrating on her wounds, he rubbed his hands together then held them over the slashes. A soft white glow emanated from his hands and he could see the flesh slowly begin to grow back together. Light began to return to her eyes as he finished hours later.
The girl sat up slowly, amazement filling her eyes as she looked down at her non existent wounds.
"How did you…?" She trailed off as she took in the appearance of her savior. He had spiky red hair and serious green eyes, Black old-school Japanese style clothing with a white robe. "Who are you?"
"Dante. Captain of Squad 11 in the 13 court guard squads." He said simply.
She couldn't help herself, the laughter came without her consent. "Yea- sure you are! And I'm the bloody Queen of England!" She stopped laughing when she realized his expression hadn't changed. "I'm sorry." She sighed. "My name is Terra. Thank you for saving me."
He smiled then. "No problem, Terra. But I must be returning ," He said as he opened a soul gate. "Try to stay out of trouble." He winked at her before turning and walking through the glowing gate.
Terra sat on that bench for a few minutes afterward, her eyes wide as saucers, allowing what had just happened to sink into her memory, before standing and beginning her journey home.
A/N: The actual bleach characters will be making their appearances. Don't worry. This is just the prologue. Read&Review.