Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Bleach characters or otherwise, however the OCS that show up and this story-line version are mine. I do no write this for any kind of profit mainly just for a relaxer after work. The original idea of this story line belongs to Hollow Ichigo-Ichigo ~

Warning: This story will contain Yaoi this means two men fucking each other BoyxBoy if you do NOT like this then don't read as for everyone else Enjoy!

Contents: Gore, Graphic Imagery, Blood, Mild Language, Violence, Suggestive Themes, Explicit Sex Scenes, Character Deaths

A Fallen and the Forgotten

Chapter One: Meeting

How long has it been since this all started I wonder? How long have I been without my own heart? So many questions to ask and yet most of them have yet to pass my mind that will also remain unanswered. I suppose you are wondering just who or what I am. I also know you think it is impossible for anything to live without a heart beating within the confines of ones chest below the sternum. I too thought that way till Fate picked me to become it. Fate is known by many names and you have no choice about the final path it picks destiny as some call it…

I was born from the two who started it all, my Mother and my Father that remain nameless by lesser beings. I am not the only child they had nor was I believed to make it past the first moment of life. My Brother and my Sister born stronger than I at the start of life and raised lovingly and spoilt every moment they breathed… unlike me. You see I was never mentioned for thought that I would die soon enough. How wrong they were about me and my soon to be gift that is also my curse, I would never give this power to another the price isn't worth the toll it takes. Perfection you lesser ones strive for… you wouldn't like it if you knew just how steep the price truly was though nothing can be truly perfect either.

I am the runt with no name who was chosen by Fate to combat the corruption that claims all those who have a heart. Cruel fate is to something like me… you see as time went on and abandoned by my so called family I grew stronger my will to live surpassed all of them even at such a stage of life. As time went on my Brother fell to corruption and became a Void it was I who defeated him and stopped his reign of suffering. I ripped out his still beating heart and consumed it with little thought but it was a sin to commit such an act. You see even our kind can commit sins same as all others and either we pay an equal price to erase the sin or we become a Fallen and slowly the Fallen falls to madness which in turn becomes corruption which in a short passing turns them into a Void. In turn I paid the full price removing my own heart and consuming it as well that should have been my last breath, my last moment of life… but it wasn't.

I remember clearly the darkness that once started to lay claim to me at long last I would no longer suffer as a Forgotten and have peace after so long of being alone. Fate had other ideas for me seems that I am the only one who ever paid the full price of their first sin. I was brought back by the powers with no name nor an equal and those powers became mine, I became the one of destiny and fate forever shall I remain a Forgotten. My Sister will fall just as my Brother and I will take her as well and my Mother and Father who started this whole mess.

For you see the reason why life is around isn't because of them… it is because of me I defied my family and created life many worlds, many universes, many dimensions it was my defiance to my careless family for leaving me all alone…

Still wondering what point this has to do with the events about to come to pass? I will put it simply as I can for you. I 'am' fate and fate does things to change the destiny or roll of events. See each world is given a play board looking much like a chess board, every meeting, every living thing, you each have one but every now and again those chance meetings play a key role into weather your world lives or dies. The scale grows larger and many pieces that all play a part begin to appear most are unimportant but some are important. Really fate is a game that plays forever and beyond.

These Chess games so to speak that are for the world are what insure that your planet lives or dies. If the chosen player pieces fail the world falls into darkness and dies. If the players win the world lives on but with a new path and hopefully for the better. Though I am always asleep till I am needed in times of great need I have appointed a Game Master who is always awake in my absence to watch over these games of fate.

Though I forgot to mention one last thing…. Every once and a great while a being is born under my symbol it has only happened twice since the start of life and this is about to be the third time, Child of the Forgotten is going to throw off the path that the world was going to take and set a new path for that world. I can feel it and smell the child, I will awaken when this child figures out how to call me to that world, and this time my other creations will not have to take a planet's life poor Horsemen such a grim task was given but it was required and they fit the bill best. Watch now this game is about to start as one game ends…

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"How very disappointing… yet another world draws to a close. Deal upon those beings a swift painless judgement Horsemen." A voice sighs out.

"It shall be done in light of the Forgotten." Four other voices calmly state in unison. Soft sound of fading hoof steps can be heard shortly after. The soft and other worldly neighing of the four horses fades softly into the background. Time and time again the four Horsemen descend upon a world after the chess game of fate has been lost to the darkness. All of the pearl white pieces either missing or crumble before the smoky grey-black pieces.

"Time and time again another world falls… it is like they have given up my Forgotten. It invokes vile tastes in my mouth. I want to watch where for once the pearl white pieces win, I tire of sending the Horsemen to claim another world and they tire of it as well… if you can hear me my Forgotten one please change the fate of the next world we watch play upon this chess of fate." The being covered in robes and wearing a Fox like mask sighs out. Seeming as though the Forgotten one has heard the plea and soft growl dances around the room. Earth appearing not even a moment later.

"What be this, another battle of fate already?" The masked one asks the room. Another growl answers causing the masked one to chuckle out to its master, "The game set and let it all begin again. It has been over twenty-thousand years since last Earth has made an appearance upon this board." The being says as he tilts his head.

Slowly new pieces fall into place the largest piece being that of a pure white Dragon instead of pearl while like the rest of the pieces color. A Fox joining in the back as well as two Serpents though pearl white in color unlike the dragon piece, and soon an Ox joins as well as a Panther and Bat as well as four Wolves joining the white side of the board.

The back side has a grim reaper as the main Smoky grey-black item. Two wasps adding in the back others mangled looking monsters not known by human names. Four ghost like beings join after that finishing the side both sides have unmarked pieces appear. The second most powerful on the Smokey Grey-black has a Chimera with three heads instead of two or two different Chimera's in time the meaning behind this piece will come into view.

"I see so be another game with no intervention with you master?" the masked beings to sigh out. Again sounds an extremely low and feral like growl answering back startling the masked being in the room before the second most powerful piece on the pearl white comes flying an inch away from the being breaking into billions of pieces before they dissipate.

Something that has never happened before on this board pulls up out of the floor below. Large feathered black wings show flapping a few times. Before wrapping around the piece hiding what its true form looks like underneath the wings and a rune engraves itself into the wings turning gold though unlike the rest this one is true black on the pearl white side. The masked being places a hand upon the piece only to be jolted by an unseen force preventing it from being moved from its place.

"By light of your power, be this the one fate you wish to change from its current path? Alas why do I ask such silly questions I know full well the answer for? I will by way of Dust the crow of Death keep an eye on the tale as it unfolds…" Laughing soon covering this place of unknown the masked being is now dancing in joy of its master's choice to interfere with this world's dark fate.

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Another lovely night blankets the small and sleepy town known as Karakura located in the less developed parts of Japan. Japan being a large island just off the coast of Asia near China and Russia, a few hours between the major continent and the island, Though Japan is small compared to the large mass of land it is nested in front of Japan is not lacking numbers by any means. Several million people make this land home each inch of space used to the fullest not wasted like in the European and America's land.

Japan thought to be where the sun first rise's and is a day ahead of North America and South America. Time zones based on the sun and perhaps it is true perhaps not but it matters not we are not here to talk about the land we are here to talk about what events are about to take place on the Japan soil in the town Karakura.

Though tonight chance has chosen to change from the original path, the faint sound of high heels pattering across the hard pavement of cement a young woman running as fast as her feet can carry her. A large black shadow following close behind the woman its chosen prey while hunting and scaring its chosen prey, a jester like chuckle coming from the shadow tailing the woman.

"Run… run little girl I will find you!" the shadow says in a joyful manner. Laughing all the while at the poor human it hunts. The sound of sharp metal scraping on brick of a worn down building the only other sound after the laughing then silence for a moment. Not long after a blood chilling scream from a woman rings out before falling back to dead silence. Blood pooling around the shadow as it slurps up the blood now pooling around the pieces of the body.

"Fear… tastes all the better when you run!" With that the insane laughter claims the quiet night as the shadow enjoys its meal for the night. Come day break another crime scene will be put around what is left behind by the shadow. These attacks have been occurring more and more frequently and causing the little town horror since they started over two months ago. Over twenty-three people killed and in much the same condition as this body.

Fear has settled into the town people of Karakura and almost no one stays out late in the small town anymore expect for a few brave or foolish souls. Most nights these people do not get hunted but tonight another joins the body count the moon going from pale white to a deep wine red. Something that always unsettling to anything that is human.

Though one being has no reason to worry about these shadows stalking him, he isn't human though much of his power has been drained by his brother after losing a battle. Anger sometimes can cloud ones judgement and the price some pay is entirely unfair. Though it isn't the victors right to say it is forever… no one but the Game Master's commander. Zeus may be top god in Olympus but take him before the creator and even he will look like a gnat to be squished. Zeus has angered the beast for casting out his brother and then proceeding to make him a Forgotten as well as striping much of his brother's power. Making a god a Fallen is one thing but also making them a Forgotten is an unforgivable sin that Zeus will pay heavily for when the time comes to pass and the creator makes his appearance on Earth.

This brings the focus upon a young looking man with almost marble white skin. Paler than even the rare genetic mutation known as Albino, beautifully exotic this man is and as well as foreign to Asian style and form. If that wasn't enough to get you do a double take then maybe the hair color would… Platinum with a rather soft hint of silver as the light hits the hair any which way. That doesn't do it then the eyes would see unlike an Albino with red eyes this man has Golden eyes Molten-Gold that is. If you look hard enough you would swear that the pupil (hole of the eye/black part of the Iris) was reptile slit maybe if the man was looking at direct light his pupil would contract and look much like a snake's eyes.

The man looks more like he belonged in Italy than Japan his face much stronger and angler than those who live here. Also much taller standing at a staggering six feet five and a half inches, body is well built sporting an eight pack instead of six which is typical of bad boys. His narrow hips typical of a man but he is sporting one hell of an ass that would have any woman staring and thinking dirty things which makes the man a walking wet dream and sex god. The man wears his hair slicked back and tied in a lose braid. Lose it would then his hair would just cover his neck, face though is baby smooth.

His cloths just accent his body hiding underneath, a tight t-shirt of soft blue and faded blue jeans black boots more suited to a cowboy that has been in a large city far too long. More than one leather belt holds up the man's jeans two are a rich cherry wood color while one is an ivory color. Sun glasses sit atop the man's head not needed in the night. His ears both hold three piercings each the lower one both having a dragon of sorts a white gold. The one located mid-ear is an odd looking gothic style cross a deep Ebony color while the last piercing is more like a clip on long and running the length of the ear odd writing adoring it also a white gold color. A chain of white gold holding a dragon warped around a ruby moon.

This spring night was rather warm and weighed down with extra moisture from the ocean making it muggy. The man walking in the center of the street way in a neighborhood the only other sound was the soft chirping of the Crickets scattered in the yards and hiding among bushes. With the way this man is holding himself shows that something is weighing on his mind heavily make him seem depressed.

The pale male stops gazing up at the now bloody moon knowing full well that a creature of Tartarus has fed here in the realm of humans. Something that should not be allowed and yet it seems Hades could care less about his duty with all the feedings that seem to be happening as of late.

The man sighs again before asking aloud "How much longer must I put up with this brother? How much longer do you plan to make me and these mortals suffer? Due to my absence the creatures of Tartarus have been hunting regularly on human grounds. Have you also forsaken the human race as well as I brother?" The words spoken are not native to these lands and carry an old accent that has long since died out.

A chuckle escapes the man, "I already know the answer to that, forever I have been banished from Mount. Olympus some days I wish I would of never lost my temper others I am happy that I had. Even you feared me and my abilities and I know your sin brother… Pride… your one true weakness even now." He slowly runs his fingers through his locks of platinum hair. So much pain dancing in the man's eyes refusing to let another in to his world.

Though it is not long after that the same man's head suddenly snaps up, feeling the power of a creature of Tartarus not far away. Eyes narrow in a dark way… anger creeping into his facial features. No damned beast was going to get away with another kill tonight not so long as it was nearby. Holding out his right hand a blade of true white forming long and thin much like a Samurai sword used back in darker times though instead of typical steal this sword was created from something else. Something only beings that are inhuman can use or find.

Not long after setting off to find the beast of the underworld he sees it though it doesn't seem to notice him just yet. This Doom hound is looking up at a window a tad to intent and low sinister growl leaving the maw of the large hound. It is pissed and whatever is in that room is clearly what it has been hunting for at least a year or more, Doom hounds are known to stalk a prey item for long lengths of time till the body is just right and at the peak of ripeness. Leaving nothing behind not even bones when it consumes the being it is hunting. This beast looks as though its whole body is covered in third-degree burns mostly furless except for patches on its feet tail tip and neck. Huge lizard like talons and huge teeth now yellow from all the blood staining those teeth, the whole of its eyes completely black (Think of the demons from the TV show Supernatural) a long and ugly tongue hanging out of the mouth.

Matters not what this beast is after if I slay it here and now. The man thinks to himself, he assumes his battle stance blade held high the chain that dangles down makes a soft jingle sound causing the beast to flip around. Odd like hiss sounds to the pale man in front of it clear warning of get away or it will attack.

"Who sent you Doom hound?" the pale man demands his only answer is a serpent like hiss and dog like growl a final warning before the beast turns to attack. "Very well then, Beast of Tartarus I shall slay you and send you back to the depths whence you came!" Another Serpent/dog like roar sounds the beast accepting its attackers challenge head on. This Doom hound slamming large paws on the Earth below leaving imprints of its feet in the soil. Its long whip like tail snapping and making a leather whip like sound from the speed it uses to whip its tail.

It is the hound the attacks first fangs bore and maw wide as it tries to chomp into the flesh of the man who disturbed its watching. Knowing full well the attack it makes would be dodged and already having a counter awaiting the man before it in the way…

….

While the battle took place a little ways away another young man sits at his desk scowling at his desk… no more like at a blank piece of lined paper. Tapping his pencil on his desk not long after the man throws his hand into the air clearly pissed and flustered with being unable to complete or start his task.

"For fuck sake why am I getting writers block now?! This is the last assignment for my Creative Writing class! Come on Ichigo think…. THINK DAMN IT!" Soon after shouting the man bangs his head on the crafted wooden desk stained a light brown color almost blond but just a little darker. After the sixth or so hit the man gets up out of his roll up chair the same color including the leather.

The man's brow twitching as he looks at the still blank piece of paper perhaps trying to set it on fire just by glaring at it hard enough. Before sighing to his self and rubbing his temples for his rather silly attempt of spontaneously combustion of an inanimate object. Taking a few deep breaths and knowing full well he wasn't getting anywhere for his assignment tonight a nice long jog sounds good.

Changing into jogging shorts and t-shirt and running sneakers Ichigo heads down and out of the house. His two dogs Nero and Chaos both wagging their tails hopeful of joining the boy on his late night jog. Both dogs well trained and with no need of a leash he smiles at the hounds both of which bark in utter joy. Both dogs jumping up onto hind legs trying to lick their owners face to show the love they feel for their master and longtime owner Ichigo.

Just as the trio is about to head off to start the jog they hear a dog yelping and being human Ichigo ends up running to where the sound is coming from. A short distance later Ichigo comes onto a rather odd sight before a dog almost triple the size of any he has seen before and rather ugly at that. A large gash on the hound's side bleeding out but it isn't red it's…. acid green? Okay that isn't normal everything has red blood right?

The hound then turns to see the boy in front of him without his guardians or better known as his two dogs. A grin pulls at the lips of the hound now is the perfect time to eat the boy if it wasn't for this damned being standing in my way. Looking at the pale male covered in its blood it huffs out sure it got a few hits in but not enough to run away just yet, but now the person it has been stalking for over seven years is right in front of him no way in all the Underworld will it pass up this.

Seeming to understand just what the beast is planning to do with the native boy to these lands the pale man jumps in front of the beast. "This be the prey you were hunting aye? You will not harm the boy." The pale man speaks though Ichigo is unable to understand what the man says.

Ichigo jumps when an odd laugh is barked out, looking around unable to figure out just yet where the source is coming from.

"Come now boy… I know you remember me." The voice calls out the tone dark. Ichigo's turned his head going back to the hound now being blocked by this pale man. "Surely you remember me boy… after all it was I who slaughtered your whole family that night so long ago." No it has to be some kind of dream this isn't…. this can't be real no dog can freaking talk or for that matter look like this thing standing before him. Ichigo taking a few steps back refusing to accept this as real. "Oh I am very real and… now I will consume you as well!" the beast leaping over the pale man and in front of Ichigo.

Just when it looks like the hound will get its way Ichigo hears the tall tale signs of paws running at full speed. Nero and Chaos both jumping onto the back of the large dog causing the hound to yelp out and start trying to buck off the dogs. Both of Ichigo's dogs drawing blood teeth buried deep in the flesh of this single monster before him. Weighed down by over three-hundred pounds of pure muscle known as Ichigo's dogs the pale man runs his blade through the chest cavity of the Doom hound. With its final breath of life it howls out before falling dead to the ground. The body of the Doom hound then crackling and turning to ash and being blown away in the soft breeze.

Both Ichigo's dogs whine rubbing on Ichigo not realizing that at some point he had fallen to the floor. Both his dogs and this stranger have saved his life making him indebted to each of them. Something that Ichigo doesn't care for but does wish to pay back the stranger his dogs are easier to deal with than this odd new comer who isn't from around these parts.

"Are ya alright young one?" The face of the man comes into view now resting on the balls of his feet and keeping a close on him for the kid's reaction. Events like this can be very traumatic on humans and if what the damned Doom hound said is true about killing the kid's whole family then it could be even worse.

"I'm…. okay." The boy says but from the reaction and tone clearly isn't.

"I can aid you to your home you shouldn't be out let alone running after these events." The pale man speaks again. "I'm going to help you up and walk, alright?" no answer follows just the quivering of the boy before him. Sighing to his self the man hooks the boys arm around his shoulder looking to the kid's dogs. "Would you mind leading the way to your master's home?" both dogs looking at him seeming to understand him both turn leading the way running ahead before slowing down and barking back at the man to follow them. "Smart those two are…"

….

It has been a few hours since the event with the Doom hound and Ichigo has come back to senses again. Now both men are sitting with a cup of Green tea between the two of them. Maybe this will help inspire me to write and remove this writer's block I seem to have gotten out of the blue…

Glancing up he sees the pale man taking a sip of the green tea with no added sugar or such most people who are not from these parts would put something in the tea to sweeten it and make it more palatable for them. This pale man however seems just fine with the bitter tang that comes with this kind of tea.

Before making tea Ichigo had offered to bandage up the wounds the man had obtained from the strange monster he had seen not long ago. The man turn him down saying that he didn't need it but Ichigo thought he was nuts and made him hold still while he cleaned and wrapped each wound. Two were deep bite wounds while the other was a nasty gash along the man's side.

The pale man seemed confused by the boy surely the boy would kick him out and leave him to be by his self instead the boy refused to let him leave. Something about needing to repay the debt he now owes me odd. Most people wouldn't care about me saving them but this child is different it is confusing. Just what is he trying to get at helping me? Frowning at the drastic difference of this boy and his dog's reaction to him so used to being pushed away by all it is kind of disturbing when people don't react the same way.

Both dogs Nero the Albino dog and Chaos the misty grey dog are sleeping on either side of the pale man. The lazy boy one of the higher crafted types, cool to the touch and supporting all the right places. Strange I wonder how the lad can afford such things perhaps his family had lots of money and when they passed he gained everything from a will?

Suppose I will never know the answer to this, not after the reaction he had to the damned hound. That is why I hate creatures of Tartarus. The pain they put the people they hunt in just pisses me off and no other word works to describe it. I want to make them suffer just as they make their victims suffer the same pain or worse.

"I haven't seen Nero or Chaos take to someone as quickly as you before…" The boy states watching his pets with a smile settling on his lips, I suppose they were not around back when his family was still alive. "They are very picky about who they take a shine to. Hell I lost a few friends because of these two." Ichigo chuckles into his cup of tea amused at the memory.

So these two are really that attached to the human boy then? I wonder just what cause them to bond so strongly to the boy maybe having a single owner being the cause. No that doesn't make one bit of sense because for sure these two would not take to me as they have.

"My name is Ichigo Kurosaki by the way and thanks for saving me from that monster… what is your name by the way?" Ichigo asks not shy at all just treating this like a normal conversation like any other. I watch the boy for a while longer thinking if I should share my name with him or not. I am not the most trusting person and why should I trust the boy I just met but then again, he told me his name and it is only polite to return the favor I mean he did dress my wounds and quit well at that.

"Keaghen Hadrian…" I state to the boy Ichigo. I watch him nod and then go quiet again for a bit.

"If you have nowhere to stay tonight Keaghen you may stay here I have a second bed upstairs if you would like. I mean I own you my life and since you are not either of my pets this is only a tiny way I can think to repay you." After no answer he looks up to see the rather crazy expression from the man seated before him.

"What's with that look?" Ichigo asks blinking a bit confused by this mans bewildered expression.

"Sorry just not used to this kind of kindness I would like that very much Ichigo and thank you for allowing me to stay the night." Keaghen smiles something that makes Ichigo's breath to hitch. Quickly covering it up he nods getting up to show his guest where he will be staying maybe for more than one night but who knows.

As Ichigo settles down for this nights rest he can't help but think that maybe this will help him be able to write the assignment for his Creative writing class. With hope Ichigo slips into a soundless sleep both Nero and Chaos sleeping in their large dog beds close to Ichigo's bed. The dogs never stray far from their owner no matter who they take a shine to.

Matter not what happens now the game has started and child under the sign of the Forgotten it is time you discover just what you were put on this Earth for. Pandora's box can take many forms and I wonder if any of those who live near that Earth have yet to figure it out. Pandora's box isn't just a tool to unleash hell it is also a gateway to something and somewhere no one knows about but I.

This is only the very start of the game and I will ensure that Earth's fate is changed. I have watched enough worlds fall for the past twenty-thousand years I believe it is time that one lives….

~Author's Notes~

Holly cow I got this done in one night worth of typing. I am not sure why I couldn't stop typing this and why it came out as fast as it did even with the change from one style to another. Yes this is going to be a darker horror type story with character deaths abound and gore galore! I wanted to try another style of typing and I'm hoping that I get the horror down just right I mean I can be pretty detailed combat heavy when I want to.

I must thank Hollow Ichigo-Ichigo for allowing me to adopt a story that she has lost steam for. Though I am not the only one either and please do go read the other version of 'Fallen and Forgotten' as they show up as well! I was just too damned excited to not type this out and after getting my other update out I jumped right to this.

I do hope that you enjoyed this story much more to come, also many of you are wonder why I keep using an idea in more than one story it is because I am trying out different things with the same idea then pulling what I liked and dropping what I didn't when I write my first book based off that idea of a 'god'.

This time I didn't want Shiro to look anything like Ichigo nor did I want him to sound the same. Again trying something different with this ShiroxIchgio fan-fiction it was one I held dear to my heart and the four horsemen and the real hell hounds will play a key part in this story.

Keaghen = Descendant Of The Fiery One

Hadrian = Dark

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. *bow*