It's the End of the World as We Know It Chapter 1: Hello, a bleach fanfic

A/N: Hey! My first Bleach story here. I would like to say a few things before I begin the story. First, expect an update 2-3 times a week. I'm still writing the longhand of this story. Second, I don't own anything in this story except Sierra and Marie. Krisstie and Yuki belong to BrightWings111 and XAka-kitsune-toriX, respectively. Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo, and references to any other items belong to their respective companies, corporations and owners. Third, the cover for this is drawn by me. If you can't read it when you pull it up (by clicking on it) the top says "It's the End of the World as We Know it" A BLEACH fanfic inspired by Inuyoshie's "Bleached Armageddon". Fourth, reviews are greatly appreciated, whether or not they're good or bad. But if you flame, I'll flame back, so be warned. Fifth, spread the word! Last, enjoy the story! :)

It's the End of the World as We Know It- Chapter One

Hello

-Chisei (Sierra)

Silence is a virtue. It shouldn't be, though. If anything, it makes the problem worse.

I wake up to the feeling of something missing. No snoring lump of fur, or cat, on my chest. Nor on my face. No sound of bacon cooking in the downstairs kitchen either. I don't sense anyone's presence either.

"Hito? Konnichiwa?" People? Hello? I expected one of my parents to go "English Please!" or something among the likes of that, much like they normally do. No one understands my Japanese at my house. But nothing. No reply. Not even a sound. I looked over through my window. From my upstairs bedroom, I usually see cars passing by; now all I see is parked hunks of metal covered with snow and ice from last night's snowstorm. School must be canceled... wait, it's Saturday. But why is no one driving to work? No, it couldn't-

BUZZ!

I picked up my jet iPhone 4S off my bedside table and hit the button at the top. It read:

9:07am

Saturday, December 21st, 2012

Damn Mayans; always have to be right.

I enter my passcode; a new message appears.

Hey, head over here. No school or ne1/thing else. ~Krisstie =^.^=

It appears I'm not the only person here. I grab some clothes, a waffle to eat from the toaster, my iPhone with some ear buds back up in my room and jump out my window. Nope, I can't be a normal person, even after the apocalypse. I jumped out of a second story window at nine in the morning after an Upstate New York (yes, that means mountains) blizzard.

WHAT WAS I THINKING?!

"Ow." I said as I faceplanted in the snow. But the weirdest thing is that it was abnormally warm outside for someone in just a tee and jeans. Oh well. I dusted the snow off... well, everywhere, and put on some Thousand Foot Krutch. Please let it help my nerves...

It's a truth that in love and war,
World's collide and hearts get broken,
I want to live like I know I'm dying,
Take up my cross, not be afraid

Is it true what they say, that words are weapons?
And if it is, then everybody best stop steppin',
Cause I got ten in my pocket that'll bend ya locket,
I'm tired of all these rockers sayin' come with me,
Wait, it's just about to break, its more than I can take,
Everything's about to change,
I feel it in my veins, its not going away,
Everything's about to change.

It creeps in like a thief in the night,
Without a sign, without a warning,
But we are ready and prepared to fight,
Raise up your swords, don't be afraid,

This is a warning, like it or not,
I break down, like a record spinning,
Gotta get up,
So back off,
This is a warning, like it or not,
I'm tired of listenin', I'm warning you, don't try to get up,

There's a war going on inside of me tonight (don't be afraid)

Wait, it's just about to break, its more than I can take,
Everything's about to change,
I feel it in my veins, its not going away,
Everything's about to change,
It's just about to break, its more than I can take,
Everything's about to change,
I feel it in my veins, its not going away,
Everything's about to change.

After a few more songs, I arrived at Krisstie's one-story house and took a knock on her door. "Krisstie, it's Sierra!"

"How do I know you're not a zombie?" Paranoia? That's a new one.

"Well, I know your name, I prefer my brains to be in my head, and I know where you live."

"A zombie could find that out."

Yeah, it's not likely, though. "Sigh, what do I have to do to prove that I'm a living thing that's supposed to be living?" I'm not on NCIS, people. I don't want to be interrogated for six hours straight.

"Answer one question for me," Krisstie said. "What is the most kawaii-"

"Toshiro Hitsugaya in a dog costume playing fetch and barking." God, that is so easy.

"KAWAII~!" she squealed before opening the door. "Hi Sierra!"

"Breaking news: China just went deaf. More on the story at eleven. Oh wait, never mind; no one's HERE TO BROADCAST IT!" I spat.

"In other news," She mocked in reply. "Yuki's here. She's the only other person who replied. Not even Marie or Louis did." Krisstie gestured for me step in the house.

Yuki was on the couch with one hand in a bag of Cheetos and the other holding a blue Wii remote. "What?! No Bleach?!"

"Huh?" I said as Krisstie came back from the kitchen with a cup of hot chocolate for me. I took a sat on her couch.

'Hulu doesn't have Bleach!" she repeated.

"Of course it doesn't. They took it off April 1st." Krisstie replied.

"That was only on Netflix." I said. "Hulu should still have it. Try Googling it ."

"Okay." She set the Wii remote on the glass coffee table and switched to Krisstie's laptop. "[Insert URL for Google here]. Nope!"

"WHAT!" I said, doing a spit take of my cocoa.

"Nada. Nothing No results. Do I have to say it in Japanese?" she retorted.

"B-but it HAS TO EXIST! We've watched it countless times! I can't believe it! This is-"

"Language." Yuki reminded me.

"English." I replied with a smirk.

"You got that from me." Krisstie said.

"I know." I looked out the window towards the direction of Saranac Lake. "Is it just me, or do you feel like something's wrong about Saranac Lake?"

"Just because you're clairvoyant doesn't mean that you know everything."

"No, no it doesn't." I turned back to face Krisstie. "But having an IQ of 210 and being an agateophilliac tends to help with that." I love it when I'm right. Which is 97.846329̄̄ % of the time.

"Agateo-what?" Yuki asked. Right, no one else here knows what that means.

"Clinically insane, Yuki." There, I dumbed it down. Happy?

"Then why are you here?" she kept pursuing. Curiosity killed the cat... actually stupidity did and framed curiosity for i- I'm getting off topic!

"Um, Heaven said I didn't qualify, Hell just flat out denied my credit card and Limbo was scared I'd burn the place down." I replied.

"But Limbo doesn't have a theoretical ground." Krisstie added.

I raised a finger. "Exactly my point!"

"That isn't what I meant." Yuki said. "I meant here as in being in the general public instead of a mental facility. You know, like an asylum."

"Oh, I was." It took me ten minutes to get out. I finished my cocoa before heading my way to the door. "Now, who wants to go on an illegal shoplifting spree and not get caught?"