Outsider Chronicles: Resolving a Tragedy
Being reborn is always a little odd, but being reborn into a world with an established afterlife is extremely odd. Add in the fact that my parents shouldnt be able to have kids and a friend that literally eats humans and you got a life thats full of headaches. Aw well, at least I'm immortal!
So I desided to continue with this idea. I admit that I'm a little leery of doing so and I'm not to sure about what sort of a reception its going to get, but I really want to so to hell with it! Enjoy
Chapter 1
Sooo, this is kinda awkward. I've never done anything like this before, so I'm not sure where to begin. From the beginning I guess. My name is Haru Currier, a 17 year old student who has just moved to Tokyo from Berlin with my Japanese mother and German father. We're a fairly normal family except for one glaring issue. Me. See, while I may appear to be perfectly normal, I'm not. Oh I'm not a mutant or anything like that, but I do have all the memories of the life I lived before this one, memories that end with a flash of blinding pain before I found myself being born. Not that I'm really complaining, those memories come in extremely useful. Sure I had to learn to speak German and Japanese, but I was already completely fluent in English, so that was one huge stress of me, although I think I nearly gave my English teacher a heart attack when I came out with perfect English on our first lesson when most kids were having trouble with basic pronunciation.
Anyway, I wasn't entirely sure why I still had my memories of my old life, but I was ready to take this second chance by the horns and avoid making some of the same mistakes as the last time through. That is until we moved to Japan. I'm not entirely sure how I missed it considering I knew it was happening world wide, whether it was simply because it never clicked, the German news didn't report on it quite so much or some other reason, the first day I came downstairs and heard the reporter talking about a Ghoul attack I nearly head a heart attack.
Yes, in this world Ghouls exist. You know, the man eating humanoids with red eyes and a tendency towards angst? Yeah, those things.
That leads me to now, stood in the bathroom of my house, staring at my reflection. A teenaged boy with shoulder length, slightly curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. I was wearing my new school uniform, a grey jacket over a white shirt, grey trousers and a red tie. The jacket had the school's crest on the breast pocket. Around my wrist I wore an armband my parents had given me for my fifth birthday and I hadn't taken off since. It was made of black leather and had a symbol embossed in silver on the top. The symbol vaguely resembled an Ace of spades and looked extremely familiar, but I had never quite been able to put my finger on why.
"Haru, hurry up or you'll be late!" shouted Mum from downstairs.
"Coming!" I called back.
I turned away from the mirror and headed downstairs where my parents were in the kitchen. Dad sat at the table, reading the paper, while Mum was making breakfast.
"Morning Son," said Dad, folding his paper as Mum put a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him, "Sleep well?"
My father, Eugene Currier, is a tall, well built man with short, white hair, long, upward curving eyebrows and red eyes. Apparently the unusual colouration came from an incident that happened in his youth, although what could cause someones eyes to change colour I have no idea. He was the CEO of a technology firm that had been founded by his Grandfather called Messer industries that made sustainable energy sources and other important research. It wasn't a massive company or even that well known, but it did make enough money for us to be rather well off.
My mother, Yoshino, is a beautiful woman with soft, brown hair parted to the side and dark brown eyes. She pulls double duty as housewife and author, writing excellent historical novels that are praised for their accuracy and emotion. While not as famous as Sen Takatsuki, she was still well known enough to make a decent amount of money and do book signings that drew crowds.
"I did," I said, sitting down as Mum put my breakfast in front of me, before sitting herself.
"Looking forwards to your first day at school?" asked Dad.
I just shot him a look and he laughed.
"Alright, that was a silly question," he said, "Just make sure your careful, OK?"
I nodded and went to work on my breakfast. When I was done, I put my plate in the sink and headed for the door.
"I'm off!" I called.
"Have a good day!" said Mum.
I opened the door, only to nearly run smack into the chest of the hulking man stood on the doorstep.
"Oh, sorry Uncle Go," I said, stepping back.
"No trouble Haru," said the man.
Go Koga was my fathers best friend and business partner, as well as my honorary uncle. He was a huge man, with close cropped, red hair and a spiky orange mohawk. Despite his size, he was a very kind man and had taught me a lot over the years.
"Ah Koga, come on in," said Dad, "You're early."
"I wanted to see Haru off on his first day," said Koga.
I grinned up at him and waved as I took off down the road.
It didn't take me long to reach the school where I headed to the office to fill out the needed paperwork and be assigned my class and timetable. It was as dull as expected, but didn't take long. Once that was done, the principle introduced me to my Homeroom Teacher lead me through the halls to the third floor. He vanished inside, leaving me to stew in my nervousness. After a few moments, the door opened and the teacher beckoned me in.
"Everyone, this is Haru Currier, your new classmate," said the man, "He and his family have just moved here from Germany so help him get used to Japan, OK?"
"Yes sir," chorused the class.
"Currier, you can take that seat behind Kirishima."
He pointed at the seat near the back, next to the window behind said Ghoul.
"Welcome to Karakura High School."
I took my seat, eyeing Touka with interest. I knew she was a Ghoul of course since, even if I never got around to finishing it, I did read Tokyo Ghoul in my last life. While I had no idea how the fuck this was possible, I had been reincarnated so I decided to just let it go. Sure it was kinda scary to know that I wasn't at the top of the food chain any more, but the most dangerous places were in the city center, not the outlying Karakura town. In fact, there had only been a couple of Ghoul attacks in the area, almost as if something was keeping them well away…
Anyway, my interest wasn't just due to meeting a character from a Manga, although that was part of it, but because I could tell that something was different about her. Don't ask me what it was, but if I had to explain, I'd simply have to say that she smelt different. Not physically, more of a spiritual scent if that makes any sense.
"Do you need something?" asked Touka, apparently noticing my staring.
"No, sorry," I said, "I'm Haru, its nice to meet you."
"Touka Kirishima," said Touka, smiling at me.
I could tell it was fake though and I could see something in her eyes. It looked like confusion, but why would she be confused? Before I could ask her though, class began and Touka turned her attention back to the front of the class.
Once lunchtime rolled around, I found myself swamped by my classmates, all asking questions about myself, my family, Germany and more. I did my best to answer then and, eventually, I was left alone to eat my lunch.
"Hey."
I looked up to see a girl with short, light brown hair and green eyes stood over me.
"Can I help you?" I asked.
"I'm Yoriko Kosaka," said the girl, "You wanna come eat with us?"
I glanced over Yoriko's shoulder where Touka was stood, looking conflicted.
"Eh, sure," I said, getting to my feet, "Better than eating on my own."
We headed up to the roof where we all sat and began to eat. Yoriko and I both had boxed lunches, while Touka only had a couple of rice balls.
"You always eat so little Touka," said Yoriko, eyeing the small meal with disapproval.
"I'm just not hungry," said Touka.
"Mmhmm," said Yoriko, raising an eyebrow.
"So, how do you like Japan so far?" asked Touka, trying to get attention of her.
"I like it fine," I said, "But we've only been here for a couple of weeks."
"I guess you don't know your way around yet then," said Touka.
"Not really, but I'll manage."
The conversation turned to local points of interest and then onto interests and the like, generally getting to know one another, before the bell went and we had to head back inside.
Once school was over, I started making my way home after saying goodbye to Touka and Yoriko, who took a different route. As I headed home, I noticed a confrontation between an orange haired teen in the same uniform as me and a bunch of thugs on a street corner, as well as a little girl hiding behind a nearby telephone pole. I paused, feeling an odd sense of deja vu from the sight.
"Thats weird," I muttered, "I wonder what thats all about?"
I shrugged and continued on my way. None of my business. I continued on my way home. I turned into a park, intending to use it as a shortcut, when suddenly a strange pressure settled over my shoulders, making me freeze.
"What the?" I muttered.
"GWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"What the fuck was that?" I gasped, turning in the direction of the howl, only for my eyes to widen and my jaw to drop in shock as I saw what had made it.
A huge, owl like creature with blood red feathers and a white mask over its face was hovering over the park, glaring down at me through blood red eyes. However, what really drew my attention was the massive hole in its chest.
"Mmmm, you smell good," said the monster.
"W-what the hell," I stuttered, staggering back and tripping over something to land on my ass, "No way, is that thing what I think it is?"
The Monster swooped down and landed in front of me.
"Your Soul is strong," it growled, "You will make a fine meal."
It opened its mouth, revealing a smaller one underneath. I gasped and tried to move, not really wanting to get nommed by this thing, but found that my legs wouldn't move.
"Damn it!"
I looked up, only to see the Hollow bearing down on me, mouth gaping open.
CRASH!
I flinched, closing my eyes, waiting for the impact.
"That wasn't very smart."
"W-what the..?" gasped the Hollow, "H-how?"
My eyes went wide when I saw who had saved me.
"D-dad?" I asked.
"Are you OK?" asked my Father as if he hadn't just stopped a Hollow with a single finger.
I nodded hesitantly.
"Good. Koga?"
"I've got him," said Koga, stepping up behind me and helping me to my feet, "Come on Haru."
"Whats going on?" I asked.
"I'll explain everything later," said Dad, "For now, just go home."
"DON'T YOU IGNORE ME!" roared the Hollow, drawing back its hand.
"SILENCE!" snapped Dad, his eyes flashing as a massive amount of pressure slammed down on the park, "You dare to attack my family, you Hollow scum? Disappear!"
A blast of wind shot out of his hand, slicing straight through the Hollows mask. The monster let out a roar as it faded away.
"Wait a minute," I thought, "Hollows, silver hair, red eyes and power over wind? That sounds familiar."
I glanced at Koga, then down at my wristband, specifically the crest.
"Bount," I muttered.
"Explain," I said, glaring at my parents across the coffee table.
We had returned home after the hollow had been dealt with and I was waiting for an explanation. I probably could guess what was going on and who my parents actually were. While I did like Bleach in my previous life, it was one of the first I ever watched, my gateway Anime, so I couldn't remember everything, especially about the Fillers which I usually skipped. I did however remember a few details about the Bount Arc.
Dad sighed and leant forwards.
"I was hoping to avoid this for another couple of years, but now that your Spiritual Powers are beginning to spill out, you need to know this so you can defend yourself should another Hollow attack you," he said, "The truth is, we're not exactly human. We're what are called Bounts. Physically, there's no difference between us and a regular Human, but our Souls are another story. We possess a number of Spiritual abilities, most notably the ability to consume the Souls of Humans in order to extend our lifespans."
"So basically, we're Soul Vampires?" I asked.
"Exactly," said Dad, "There are a few other details. Due to our Souls power, it grants us enhanced physical abilities, as well as the ability to summon something called a Doll. Honey?"
"Wouldn't Dalk be a better choice?" asked Mum, "I don't want to burn the house down."
"Good point. Koga, you mind?"
"Not at all," said Koga, pushing off the wall where he'd been leaning, "Zeige Dich Dalk."
He flicked a small metal marble up where it expanded and the Bount crest appeared on it, before it broke apart and began to connect together and form the Doll.
"Oh ho, honey, its been too long!" purred the metal Doll, "You should really call me out more often."
"Theres been no need for you to come out," said Koga.
"Nice, thats pretty cool," I said.
"Hmm, oh, whos this cutie?" said Dalk, her eyes gleaming in a way that made me fear for my innocence.
"This is my son," said Dad.
"Oh? Thats interesting," said Dalk.
"So does that mean I have a Doll?" I asked.
"Not yet, but you will," said Dad, "However, the summoning of ones Doll is not something to take lightly and can be very dangerous."
Koga flinched slightly at the mention of the dangers of Dolls.
"I see," I said, "Anything else I should know?"
We stayed up late, discussing all sorts of aspects of the Spiritual World, including the Quincys and Soul Reapers. It was clear from my Fathers tone that he didn't hold Soul Reapers in very high regard, but I also didn't get the feeling that we'd be gunning for their destruction any time soon. Finally, at around midnight, we broke and went to bed, where I found myself staring up at the ceiling of my room, thinking about everything I'd been told and wondering what was more dangerous, The Soul Society, Hollows or the Ghouls? Sure the Ghouls were strong, but if the Bounts could take on Ichigo and his friends with no trouble before they started using the Bitto, I get the feeling that I'd be able to handle them if I was attacked. The Hollows and Soul Reapers on the other hand…
"I really need to get my Doll," I muttered, "I don't think I'll be comfortable until I do."
I turned over and closed my eyes.
And thats the end of that. Despite appearances, I actually plan for Bleach to be pretty minor for now since there is no reason for Haru to know Ichigo and co since hes three years older than them. Ergo, no going to the SS for him! At least not yet.
The Bount arc is one of my favourite fillers and is the best in my opinion (although its still not great compared with the rest) so I decided to use them. Obviously, this means that the Bount Arc won't be happening because they're all living peaceful lives and have no interest in destroying the Soul Reapers.
Before anyone gives me a hard time about Bounts not being able to have kids, Yoshino can so shut your gobs.
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