Title: Like a Bullet
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: Prologue
Pairings: To Be Announced as I post
Word Count: 522
AN: So after a year of waiting, editing and fussing with this story, it is now out and ready to be read. I hope you enjoy the start Like a Bullet and deem me worthy or a review, or two.
Talent, as defined, is a natural ability or a particular aptitude for something. But the term Talent had also become used for those rare humans that had abilities that were reminiscent of the old mutant comics, but yet they were not mutants. Those who were Talents had abilities that were special to each person in only the way they were used for the good or for the bad.
There were three groups that worked for various reasons but always seemed to come in contact no matter how much they tried not to. The Homicide Specialty Unit had been created when a Talent had used their abilities to commit a very nasty near murder. Despite their name, they covered all crimes done by those with Talent, at least until the unit came under control of one Byakuya Kukichi, a transferred detective from Tokyo. When he could, he created sub units under the Specialty Unit titles.
The Unit made others uncomfortable due to their uncanny ability to combat Talents and their success rate in closing their cases.
But there was one group that they truly hated, one that they had yet to catch due to their very strong, very dangerous abilities. They had been given the name The Bounts by the media for some odd reason, but the group had liked the name and taken it on for themselves. Since then, the Bounts had acquired a reputation for taking those jobs that interested them and only the ones they liked. They also did random jobs on their own, but as to why, no one was quite sure about that.
The Homicide Specialty Unit didn't just have a file on them; they had a series of file cabinets dedicated to the Bounts and their exploits.
But not all those who had Talents used their abilities for such cruelty and evil. Sosuke Aizen had started a group that used Talents to keep people safe and to help investigate crimes. He had been 20 at the time and had been in the business of protection most of his life, his parents running a larger bodyguard service that he ran his under. They were aptly named The Guardians and never once hid that they had Talents but they rarely shared just what they were able to do. To them, there was no real reason to share. All anyone knew about them was that they had varying degrees of empathetic abilities on what they called a scale showing how strong or weak it was.
They enjoyed working with and for the Homicide Specialty Unit; had taken the time to cultivate and grow the relationship between the two groups. Over the years they had fought together, had nearly died together a few times. But they had just grown stronger and when the Bounts came up, both groups went up in arms, preparing to protect if there was someone alive, or to bring the Bounts down even harder if there wasn't.
What they weren't expecting was a group of friends and enemies, a horrific murder of three family members and an obsession to upturn and brighten their oh so dark world.
