Faceless
A Bleach and Slender crossover
Chapter 1- Slender Rising
Ichigo looked around at the dark forest that had suddenly surrounded him. He had absolutely no idea how he had gotten here. One minute he was fighting a hollow, the next he ended up here. He sighed, and with a scowl that, if anyone had been around to see it, would have scared the wits out of grown men, he began to walk forward, hoping that if he was lucky, he might be able to get out of here. He could only hope that Rukia wasn't in the same position that he was. As he walked, he thought back to what had happened just before the forest appeared.
In theory, the mission was very simple. A group of hollows had been spotted on the outskirts of Karakura town, and had been attacking those entering the town at night. He and Rukia had been ordered to purify the hollows, and report back to Soul Society. It was a very cut and dry thing in Ichigos' opinion. Everything had gone according to plan. He and Rukia had found the hollows hide away and purified them. They were about to fight the leader, when all of a sudden, the leader began to turn black. The spirit energy of the hollow increased exponentially, going from a weak hollow to above a captain level shinigami in mere seconds. Ichigo knew that he had to move quickly, activating his Ban-kai and attacking the hollow. Just before his attack struck, the hollow suddenly exploded into black spirit particles… and then he appeared in the forest.
Ichigo continued walking, unable to make sense of it all. Purifying hollows was not supposed to teleport him to other places. There was absolutely no way that it could be possible, yet here he was, walking through a pitch black forest in the middle of the night, with nothing but crickets to keep him company, and no idea where in the world he was. "Oi, Zangetsu." he spoke to his zanpakuto. After receiving no response from his sword, he again asked, "Zangetsu?" He began to get an eerie feeling. At the very least Shiro, his hollow, should have spoken up with some snide comment, yet he hadn't received any sort of response. He stopped walking, and searched his inner world, attempting to find even a vague trace of them. Nothing. This was worrying. Without Zangetsu, he couldn't go ban-kai if needed, and going hollow form was out of the question.
He had no idea where he was in relation to Karakura, and he needed to get home so that he could report to old man Yamamoto about the status of the mission. The mission was definitely more important than walking through a dark forest in the middle of the night. At any rate, he couldn't use any of his Soul Reaper powers that required Zangetsu, meaning that he could only shun-po and use his sword in its unreleased state. Basically, his fighting instincts were all he had. Lets hope that extra training with Kenpachi pays off, Ichigo thought to himself He may not like the man, but Ichigo had to admit, he sure knew how to sword fight.
He emerged from the forest after about 15 minutes of walking forward. There seemed to be a trail cutting straight through the forest. He looked at it, not sure of which way to go, then decided to go left. After walking a ways, he came upon what appeared to be a campsite. He could make out some tents put up, and a roaring campfire. People, Ichigo thought with relief, there are people here who can tell me where I am. Then I can go home. He ran over to the campfire, thoughts of home rising to the surface of his mind, thoughts of his sisters, Karin and Yuzu. Then he stopped and stood in front of the campfire, all of his hopes dashed, and a feeling of foreboding in its place. There was no one here. No bodies, no souls. Yet there was an air of intense fear surrounding this campsite. Something terrible had happened here, but what was it? It was mysterious. Obviously, the event was fairly recent, yet there were no signs of anything living within a mile of his location.
He began to check the tents in the hopes of finding any clues as to what had happened here. In three of the tents, he found nothing but camping supplies. In the fourth, however, Ichigo saw what appeared to be a very new digital voice recorder. The voice recorder had a note in English taped to it. After, a moment of attempting to translate the note, he began to feel fear. A lot of it too. Not the sort of fear that comes from being intimidated by someone, like a bully. This was the mindless, instinctual fear that one gets when facing something that can kill them, that they KNOW can kill them, and will, very easily, without any amount of effort on the part of the attacker. Because what was written on the note was one three letter word, scrawled in big, blood red letters:
RUN