Wow, an update. And not only that a start to a new story. If you don't know Bleach, wikipedia exists for a reason.
R&R Everyone
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The Manchester back alleys at two am. Not as deserted as everyone thinks. Party goers and clubbers lined the streets in large, loutish groups waiting for a chance to get in and dance at the Baa Bar and Spirit. But someone isn't having a good time. In fact, there running for there life.
A foot splashing a puddle, the warning horn of a tram and though she couldn't see it, she could feel it chasing her. She glanced back, knowing that she'll see nothing, but unable to resist the urge. A priceless sports car was crushed to splinters by an invisible force, it's seating becoming flatter than a crushed can on the side walk. A cry of desperation erupted from her lips and she pounded onwards, heels clicking loudly as she turned up a dark alley.
Drunken yobs jeered at her and one reached out to grab her. She fell into him and felt as her purse was snatched away fiercely, the contents spilling onto the ground and scattering. Another hand gripped her from behind and pulled hard, sending her to the floor and ripping the new two-hundred pound Armani jacket. They surrounded her. One made a joke about a good catch to end the night and moved forward, intent written all over his face. Closer and closer he came, his hand reaching out to her, to take her, to break her against her will.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!!" The would be rapist stopped, the scream still echoed in the alley, while as one, the women and her attackers turned. An indistinct shape loomed at the opening, transparent but still, there, like haze from a cooling vent.
"She's mine" it growled, a deep hollow voice that shook them all to there souls "You can't have her" it moved, rearing up "She belongs to ME" and with the mighty shout it struck, one of the men crushed by an unseen force, his entire torso splattered across the walls leaving nothing but a lonely pair of legs swaying in the wind. They stood, staring at the legs, a human being destroyed buy haze.
The monster cackled evilly, raising an invisible fist to strike again. The gang leader stared, catching a hint of black against a distant neon sign. It's eyes stared straight at him. Aiming for him, it swung. He shut his eyes and cried out. Falling into a ball to shield himself. A splatter of blood hit the wall. He opened his eyes, checked his body.
Something entered the womans sight, a trio of small purple butterflies settled onto the wall and sat unmoving sitting calmly as if waiting. A voice sounded behind them, quiet and calm it said simply "Run." And they did. They ran as fast as they could, all thought of their dead companion gone, as they made their mistake.
The invisible monster turned to follow. The voice barked "Oi! Keck for brains!" The monster turned and out of the shadows stepped a hunter of hollows, a soul reaper, a SHINIGAMI.
"Try me, why don't ya?"