Hey guys! I'm finally back with a new username, because I'm falling into a Bleach mood and I'm currently working on an IchigoOC pairing as well as this one. I'm finding it more fun to rewatch the episodes online, since I don't have to have a break in them (hehehe) and I can watch up to episode, what, 340 and some? Anyways, I hope you like this concept, I haven't seen any really fantastic UryuOC fics on here (sorry if you're an author, no offense...there are some good ones, just none that really stand out) and I thought this might put another one out for people to read. I really like this, and I hope I can continue with it since I'm starting at the beginning (hehehe...-_-') and working my way through the anime. Some parts (like the Bount arc and Zanpakutos arc) will be skipped over, because I don't find them really that important and they take up a lot of unnecessary bulk in the story in some instances. So forgive some choppiness, and of course, with every story, some of the OOC-ness of the characters tend to appear. But if anyone would like to be my beta (cough cough) then feel free to mention it to me! I'm open to the idea, seeing as I'm not perfect—no one is—and I'd like someone to review my stuff before I post.

So, my concept for this story...besides that I didn't really find an UryuOC story that I liked too much, I sat down and asked myself "What if Uryu had a girl?" and "What if she was a Quincy?". I've always believed and will continue to believe that there are more Quincies in existence besides Uryu and Ryuuken, so this is my idea of what would happen if Uryu found another Quincy and she was a girl. This story really transforms at the end of the Lost Substitute Shinigami arc (for those who have read the manga, anyway) where I'm going to whisk the story away into an entirely different concept, provided Tite Kubo decides to stop his story after that arc. If not, well, we'll see. I've got my flair added to it and I plan to use my powers to retell the original story in a way that provides a different point of view than before, making it a little fluffier in some spots but also heavier. Humor isn't my strong suit, but fluffiness/smuttiness/fighting are pretty strong points for me.

So, without further ado, the beginning of my maybe/kind of/really awesome story that I may or may not end up forgetting about...but I don't think so, so long as I continue to watch the other 200 episodes I have left to go. Hehehe...

Have fun kiddies! Chapter one, prologue! :D

"It's time, Mitsukuni."

"No! Don't take her from me! I won't let you!"

"She belongs to me, Mitsukuni. She is my betrothed, after all."

"She's my daughter, and until she's of age she belongs to me."

"Give her to me, Mitsukuni, or I will be forced to take your life."

The beautiful baby girl started to cry in her mother's arms at the shouting going on between her mother and her betrothed. The loud voices had awoken the infant from her nap. The woman kept her arms firmly around her daughter, her eyes showing great anger at the young man before her.

"I'm not afraid of you. I will protect her with my life if that's what you plan to take from me. She will not fall into your hands. You may have once been betrothed to her, but by threatening my life you have forever forfeited that—agh!" The woman's blood sprayed in several directions, including on the infant, and she fell to the ground. Her hands remained around her child, and as the young man let down his bow and walked over to the dead woman, he himself was shot in the shoulder. An old man stepped out from the shadows, bow prepared to fire another arrow.

"My granddaughter will never fall into the hands of the likes of you." The old man states, his eyes hard set on the young man in front of him. The young man lunges for the little girl, dodging the second arrow, and grabs her. He manages to utter an incantation before placing a finger in the center of the baby's chest. On it forms an insignia that turns red, then to black, then fades into the baby's skin. The old man manages to get the little girl away from the young man's hands, but the damage is done. The mark has been placed.

"What have you done? What is it you've done to her?" The old man shouts. The young man, sporting a second injury to his abdomen, simply starts to laugh.

"I've marked her, old man. She will now know, when she comes of age, just who it is that she belongs to. Don't bother trying to remove the mark; the only one who could do such a thing is the person who placed it, or if the person who placed it has died. I don't foresee that happening, so when the time comes she will know just who it is she belongs to. Her fate has been sealed, old man. She can't escape it now." The young man says, before disappearing into the shadows and running far, far away.

"Oh, Mina...my little Mina...I'm so sorry. I just couldn't save you in time...I'm so sorry." The old man says, watching the insignia appear and disappear on the surface of the little girl's skin, tears running down his face as he held her close.

Her fate was sealed. Now he could only prepare her for the time ahead.