Hey guys. So, this is another cross over. I know, another one. Anyway it's about bleach by Kubo Tite and pandora hearts by Jun Mochikuzi. I DON NOT own them. I own only OC's. like always, read and enjoy~

Summary:

Three thousand years after a catastrophic tragedy, Chris wakes up to find herself in a grave. Yes, a grave. When she meets up with a friend in town and he takes her to the Nightray house, what problems and adventures will arise with this fates meeting. What? She's lost her memories too?! How are they going figure anything out without such vital information?!

I know, it probably sucks. Anyway, I'll be throwing in quotes and songs that, again, I do not own. Enjoy.

'Thoughts and flashbacks'

"Eventual telepathy"

"Certain language"

The moon in the sky was somehow brighter than before, lighting up the world with its peaceful glow and the stars light. Though, unknown to the sleeping people or those taking a quiet night stroll, it was anything but peaceful. Deep in the forest, inside a mansion long abandoned and forgotten by all, stood a four by four granite stone block that was four feet in height with a large quartz crystal in the shape of a sphere with angel like wings on either side. It seemed peaceful enough. Until a hand suddenly shot out from the ground in front of it. The hand soon extended to an arm that tried to pull itself up, a second hand shooting out and helping to lift the body connected to it. The unknown being dragged them self out of the hole they had dug and proceeded to look around their surroundings with the most extreme fear and pain they had ever felt.

Breathing heavily from the fight to the surface, the being was momentarily blinded by the bright moonlight shining down on them through an opening in the trees of the small clearing. The smell of fresh air instead of dirt filled their nose. Their throat becoming unbearably dry from lack of water and breathing so painfully hard. The simple touch of skin to earth awakening senses that had stopped feeling. The sound of a light wind rustling the leaves of trees and underbrush. As their sight finally adjusted to the brightness, as well as their other senses, the being finally looked towards the granite monument and began to quietly read the words inscribed on the smooth surface:

HERE LIES CHRISTINE S. NATSUDORI

BELOVED FRIEND

DAUGHTER AND

SISTER

The being blinked once. Twice. And again. Shock and fear still written on their face. 'What is this? Christine... Is that my name?' The being thought fearfully. 'Why... Why can't I remember?... What is this place?!' They-she-thought. The girl, still kneeling in front of the monument, was beyond confused, then, suddenly, she had the immense urge to touch the quartz crystal, and began to slowly stand and reach for it. Brushing her fingers against the crystal lightly, it glowed a beautiful shade of pale pink and a messenger bag was pulled out of it. Turning her attention to the hole in the ground, the girl covered it as well as she could before standing and following a path to what looked to be the way out of the forest. Looking around, Christine admired the beautiful garden as she entered what appeared to be a mansion.

She walked into the building to see that it was covered in cobwebs and dust, showing that no one has been living here for years. Words appeared in Christine's head to name the different rooms and objects that she saw, one of which being the foyer, where a large portrait of four people seemed to still hang on the wall at the top of the stairs. Standing in the dark room, she walked up the stairs and to the left of the portrait, down a hallway, and into a room that seemed to be calling her. Entering the room, it was found to be equally covered in dust as the rest of the mansion, so Christine walked to the balcony and opened the doors, causing the wind to rush in and disturb the dust in the room, partially being blown away. She sat on the bed carefully and lied down tiredly, losing herself to the world's lullaby of trees and wind.