Hello people of the Earth. I have returned from the different dimension to entice you with another story. It's not that I had writer's block, but it was the fact that I was far too picky to decide on another fanfic to write and I didn't think any of the ones I tried were good enough. Now I have picked one. Keep in mind that I do not own Bleach by any means. If I did, to be perfectly honest, Ichigo would already be dead. Credit goes to Orochi~ne for the main OC. Read it, review it, and send more OC's. That is all.

Chapter 1-Questions

Wake up…wake up…

I lay where I was no longer feeling the warmth that my blanket should have been providing for me. It had suddenly gotten much colder and the cold sucks. I have always favored heat above all else so that was not about to work, and neither was the little voice in my head trying to get me out of sleep.

Just open your eyes then…you'll want to get up anyway…

I wanted to shout to this voice and tell it to shut the hell up and let me sleep but I guess it was going to keep trying to piss me off until I did what it said. As I mumbled and grumbled, my eyes opened, but I wish like hell they never did. The first color I saw was white. It was a huge ass monster type thing that stood over me. It resembled an odd lizard-like dragon with a terrifying white beast mask standing over me. I was wide awake now looking this ugly thing in the eyes.

"Oh shit!" I yelled as I jumped up and started running as I avoided its foot. Since I ran track, I figured I would be able to outrun that thing easily. Boy was I wrong. That thing somehow jumped in front of me without me knowing. I did not know what the hell I was going to do. I was this thing's plaything! I then did something completely void of my own nature. I ducked down and covered myself. I heard the beast roar, but then I also heard it cry as I heard a powerful gust of wind, or was it water?

When I peeked through one of my eyelids to see what was there, I again saw the color white, but it wasn't that thing's face. It was a boy wearing a white hoodie. I thought he was just some game nerd at first. It was an Assassin's Creed hoodie with the symbol of the creed in between the words 'assassin' and 'creed' all in red. It also had that little point on the hood itself that made him look assassin worthy. He had to be a nerd, but again I was wrong. Damn! I hate it when I'm wrong!

I actually couldn't see his eyes due to that little point on the hood. It shadowed too much of his face. He bent down to me so I figured he was going to be a gentleman and help me up off the ground. Well damn. Wrong again.

"On your feet squirt," he told me as went back to standing straight up. I was definitely in a 'hell no' kind of state. I knew this boy who had come out of nowhere didn't just give me an order AND call me squirt. I wasn't about to let that go so easily.

"What the hell did you just call me?" I yelled at him, "and just who the fuck do you think you are bossing around?"

"Well it got your attention didn't it?"

This boy thought he was quite a card! He was really pissing me off with his smart aleck remarks, but then again, some things had just struck my mind.

"Ok. I wanna know-" "Stop," he said holding up his hand. "I would appreciate you using correct grammar when you speak even when saying small phrases like those. It just irks me."

This kid was getting really fucking annoying really fucking fast.

"Look damn it! I want to know why the hell I woke up outside my house, what that thing was, how it got here, why it came after me, who you are, what you want, how you got here, and what happened to that thing!"

The kid started rubbing his head as if I had just assaulted him with questions, which I did, but it's not like I gave two shits whether or not it was too many.

"Ok then. Let me see. I guess I will answer in the order you asked so pay attention. Uhm…because you burned yourself out here, a hollow, it followed your immense spiritual pressure, it wanted your energy and to eat you, I will skip the next one, I want to protect you so I did, I just walked here, and I killed it."

I took a moment to register what he said since he didn't answer me as straight as I had hoped he would instead of me having to decipher his answers with a damn decoder ring. I nodded my head understanding only two of all the answers he gave me.

"I don't know what the hell a hollow is, and what do you mean I burned out here?"

He nodded his head and folded his arms as he held up a finger.

"I see. Well, the best teacher is always experience."

He held his hand open and forward with some symbol of a blue flaming skull on his finger-less gloves. He lunged forward at me moving at an insane speed as he pushed me to the ground. I started rubbing my forehead as I stood ready to go off on him for knocking me down for no good reason, at least until I somehow saw my body on the ground. I looked down at myself laying there. It was definitely me, but as I felt for myself, I was me as well. For the first time in my life, my hands started to shake. I was totally confused. What was this? Why was I in two places? I dropped to my knees as I looked up at the boy who stood before me as I stayed knelt on the ground.

"I am only going to explain all of this once. If you don't get it the first time around then you will learn it all and understand it soon anyway. You are what we call a pure soul. You are the type of soul that can thrive out of its body, because you are at the precipice of soul and soul reaper. This means you must be awakened. A hollow is a soul whose heart has been corrupted by its previous emotions and finally lost itself to become that thing that attacked you."

He bent down beside me as my eyes opened wide to his words. I didn't know what he was talking about at first, but it became clear when I pieced it all together with the things of which I thought were just dreams, nightmares, or hallucinations.

"Hollows want souls. Needles to say, they simply want to eat you. Got that memorized?"

All I could do was nod. He formed some strange sign with his hands and all of a sudden, he vibrated quickly and gained what seemed to be the outfit the soul reapers wear with the exception of an extra white vest with the same type hood with the odd point attached to the vest part. It seemed that he was still attempting to hide his face from me seeing as though he also had an orange visor on his face.

"I am a soul reaper as well, but not just any type. I am the new captain of squad two in the place called the soul society where the people like me reside. You might call it the world of the afterlife. Got that memorized too?" he asked as he lifted me back onto my feet. I nodded my head to that as well. I started feeling really pathetic, so I smacked my face with both hands and shook myself loose as I took a deep breath.

"Okay. So where do I come in exactly? Why is the 'captain of squad two' or whatever standing before me? Shouldn't you be captaining something?"

"First of all, 'captaining'," he said using air quotes, "is not a word. Second, you will be a soul reaper, and you will be my vice captain also known as my second in command. Got that?"

"Bull shit!" I yelled. I wanted no part of whatever the hell he was talking about. It sounded like way too much work.

"I refuse to be your vice captain or a soul reaper. I don't care about the forces of good or evil," I said in a mocking voice.

"Oh yes. I was right to think you would disagree, but you see, you don't have a choice in the matter. Look around you and then above you."

My eyes narrowed as I looked around. My jaw dropped as I saw we were in some dark place as if night time was infinite. The ground was all sand for miles. Then I saw some black figure in the way of my vision. When I looked up, I saw a hollow, but not just any hollow. It was the height of a skyscraper. I heard it let out a roar with so much force that it coursed throughout my entire body. It opened its mouth as some kind of blast formed in its mouth. The next thing I knew, the color red was headed straight for me filling up my senses.