Authors note: Hi everyone, first of all I just wanna say thank you for taking the time to at least read this much and that I hope that you enjoy this fanfic! I have had this plot in my head for a while and I am planning on writing about each of the espada and maybe some other fraccion or arrancar if it all goes well

I have no particular order in which I am going to write about each character so I am open to requests on who to write about next in later chapters. Reviews will also be appreciated as well as requests! But anyway this chapter is going to be short as it's kind of an introduction to the series and I will be updating tomorrow with the next chapter.

I do not own Bleach or any of it's characters, It is created and owned to Tite Kubo.

Genius. Weirdo. Mature. Emo. Talented. Freak. Intelligent. Creep.

They were all just words, sounds created by living beings around him, polluting the air their presence. Sure they were directed at him, meant to create a reaction, to pry a response from him but all that was ever received at best was a look of acknowledgement.

Sometimes it was nothing but a brief moment of obscure eye contact, usually this was the reply when someone bothered to try reach out and make casual conversation with the so-called 'silent know it all'. If they were lucky they might actually see him blink before he returned his attention to staring dead ahead. Praise from a teacher lead to a slight nod of understanding, but not once did his lips upturn into a smile. And as for all the taunts, snickers, slander and attempts to anger him... They always ended in failure. He did not even bother to look in their direction, never breaking his dead stare.

After his first year of high school, most the other students gave up on trying to communicate with him. They grew to ignore him just as he did to them. Sure many people had speculated the reason he behaved like this but it always lead to a dead end.

Was he deaf? Nope. Sick? Nope. Traumatised? No shrink has been able to prove that. Family problems? They seemed just as boring as him. Been bullied? Never reacted once to others comments. Stupid? Far from it. He was the top student every year.

The only thing that kept him from blending into the walls around him was the unmistakable deep, emerald green eyes. If you stared into them, you would be lost in the emptiness that possessed the deep shade of green that coloured his iris. But all they knew for sure was his name, Ulquiorra Cifer.