Author's rants: This is my first written fic since my eyes opened in this world…this would be a piece of thing to vent my hatred on some ill character….anyways, read on if you want…I won't force people…you have freedom and I give it to you on your on accord…see you later...if you'll review I'll be kinder the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach
Chapter 1
Afternoon Crisis
Trees swayed eerily as the strong tornado had finally settled down. Evidences were well-inscribed on the recent place it devastated; roofs and wooden beams were scattered everywhere, children with their unrecognizable screeches, and the uneven pile of rotting corpses. Rukongai had never been in this shape for sometime, a sheer wind attack could have just been an irritation-and it can't kill this much. Hitsugaya Toshiro had been observing that long; his indefatigable lookout for the trail of possible spirit energy nexus could provide the real cause of the mayhem.
"Taicho, the survivors had been evacuated." His vice-captain reported diligently, the look of bitterness written on her face.
"Bring the witnesses." His eyes closed. "We will gather information as much as we can."
"Hai." She flashstepped into the darkness.
Leaves were starting to rustle; the usual evening breeze had come to claim its place in the wilderness. Darkness had seeped in as the light fled away. The mysterious howls and murmurs had now dominated the lifeless Inuzuri district. He continued his stride to the inexplicable hidden woodland adjacent to the wrecked area. He stopped.
A girl clad in a cloudy kimono was facing her back to him. Her fingers were pale and thin as they effortlessly caught hold of drifting dead leaves.
"How are you?" He said in a cold, unremorseful tone.
Her fingers dropped to her side as she made a slow turn of her head.
"I kill."