Bleach: Corruption of Worlds Chapter 1: Beginning of Corruption, a bleach fanfic

Chapter 1: The Beginning of Corruption

(Disclaimer: I do not own the series Bleach or its characters. They are owned by Tite Kubo. For gods sake, you're on Fanfiction! If you think I'm taking credit for them, you need to get the hell off this site. Also, I cannot take full credit for Orochi, for his idea originated from Orochi from King of Fighters, made by SNK.)

They say that there are many universes interlinked together throughout dimensional gateways locked from all beings' memory of existence. Thus only those who have the tremendous power of a God can find an entrance through these portals. There is said to be one being who can, who goes by the name of Orochi, in which no one knows why, for he has no resemblance to a snake. But it was beyond people's concern for most people thought of it as a myth, nothing of true importance.

At least, those who still live to this day...

Orochi travels through these gateways examining the different universes for a right of existence. If they could eventually be a threat to the others, or if they were just pathetically useless, Orochi would put it upon himself to "fix" it. His methods though were ones that can definitely be confused with conquering these universes, for he did not seem to choose a merciful way in "fixing" the problem. He would send creatures down to corrupt the citizens under Orochi's control so that they wouldn't go out of hand. If they became too much of a hassle, he only left one choice...

That choice was completely eliminating the existence of that universe.

This time he examines upon a world with peculiar interest to him. How odd... this place's wars... they mostly originate from what is supposed to be their own heaven? With thoughtful consideration, he considered all the outcomes that this universe can bring being left astray. They were not good. And neither was the fate of this universe.

So now... where should we start? A moderately out of control place I presume... Ah, what's this? Perfect... He had laid eyes down upon a small town with many humans, but also the patrolmen of their heaven, which upon close examination, Orochi had found out they were called Shinigami, souls with immense spiritual pressure who wear black kimonos and bear katana at their sides, which have immense and mysterious power, unique to each one of them. The small town Orochi had laid eyes upon... was Karakura Town.

Looks like it's time. Let the process begin... He dived down a little farther down to the world containing Karakura Town. He did not land though, he stayed rather high in the sky, and found a nice place to conceal himself from the untrained eyes. He then lifted his hands into the air, in which two black gooey balls formed hovering in his pale, glowing light-violet hands. Those had dropped to the ground and splattered into black oozing puddles on the ground, which each formed into multiple oddly shaped beings. These beings seemed to have a silhouette of a hunchbacked human, but with an exoskeleton. Instead of hands, the arms extended out into large scythe-like blades. These blades were used to stab through someone's being as the black matter swarmed over them, corrupting them to the control of Orochi. The blade would then be pulled out, and the wound immediately sealed up, as the black matter on the corrupted being camouflages itself so that the only thing different seen on the being are the now violet-pink eyes. When Orochi power is drawn into both the captor and the captive to their fullest extent, their eyes glow madly and a web of bold lines that link to together to a small, but bolder, circle at its center appear on their back (The same symbol that appears on Orochi's chest). In this state they have no more hope for free will, and their powers are maxed out as if they had trained for centuries mastering them.

It's these creatures that Orochi had brought upon this world. It is these creatures and Orochi himself that will bring the Soul Society, Earth, and even Hueco Mundo in a full out war of despair...

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"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECHEEEEEEEEEEEEEGOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Keigo shrieked out in a pathetically annoying way, rushing towards Ichigo at top speed. "Oi, Keigo!" Thus happened the classical face slam into Ichigo's bicep.

"Ouch, why'd you do that, Ichigo?" Keigo said, muffled behind his hands that were covering his face.

"Because you keep running at him full speed when he waves that you can't handle yourself with brakes enough just to keep yourself from getting hurt over, and over, and over!" This time it was his more calm friend, Mizuiro.

"Hey Mizuiro, are you calling me and idiot?"

"Hmm... maybe... that's up to you to find out," he said as he walked away into the classroom.

They are always the same... well, it's not really a bad thing I guess.

"Jim, make sure you don't forget the boxes in aisle 9. They need to be placed on the truck for immediate shipping." Phil had said to his coworker.

"Got it."

Jim and Phil have been working in this factory for years, but they had never witnessed what they were about to experience. As Jim was taking the boxes on the cart outside, there was a strange being crawling around the sidewalk. The being looked up, and just staring into it's empty eye sockets struck fear into him. Suddenly it seemed as if the being had vanished and instantly appeared behind him. Before he could make a movement, the thing had slid a blade-hand into his stomach, flowing the oozing black matter into him.

"JIM!" Phil screamed, and ran towards them helpless trying to figure out a plan. Not even after three steps had he been confronted with another of these beings that had appeared before him, and, no different from Jim, his stomach was pierced as well. After the process was finished, the beings vanished completely from sight, and their wounds sealed close as if nothing ever happened. But there were evident effects. In a chorus, they chanted at the same time: "Fall to the Orochi!"

(Yeah, I know it's short, deal with it!)