DISCLAIMER: I do not own Bleach, Kubo Tite does. If I did then this fanfiction would be cannon XD
You never know what is going to happen next, on second you can be laughing and the next… your dead.
Prologue
I was walking home with Tatsuki laughing over something I can no longer remember when suddenly we were both knocked out.
When I came to we both tied to a chair on opposite sides of a dusty old room. Both of our mouths were gagged and the rope was so tight that I could feel my arms going numb. Whoever did this must have wanted to make sure that escape was impossible.
My attention was averted away from the rope holding me prisoner by a man with greasy hair pulled into a low ponytail walking into the room. The man was wearing an eerie grin that reminded me of my inner hollow. There was most definitely something wrong with this guy.
Tatsuki was still unconscious, so he came over to me instead, stopping a foot in front of me. I meet his eyes and was once again reminded of my hollow; all I could see was pure insanity.
"I see you're finally awake, kiddo," he said, grinning down at me. He glanced in Tatsuki's direction and seemed to be pondering something before continuing. "Girlie over there is still seems to be out of it, so I guess we'll have to start without her, eh?"
My entire body tensed. Start what? What the hell is this bustard going to do to us!? I was dragged from my thoughts by the all too familiar sting of a blade slicing my cheek, which sadly confirmed my suspicions… This guy was going to murder us.
As soon as the thought processed my body went on auto-pilot. I immediately started thrashing around in an attempt to free myself from the rope that bond me to the deathtrap of a chair. This seemed to amuse the man for he started to grin even wider. "You do know that trying to escape is useless, right?" he told me before thrusting his blade at me a second time. I instinctively jerked my body to the side without thinking in an attempt to avoid the knife, but I only ended up sending me, and the chair, flying towards the floor.
I winced as my head made contact with the cold concrete floor. My vision started to black out slightly and I could feel blood pouring from my head.
I felt a sharp jab in my shoulder as the man kicked me with one of his steel-toed boots. "You have some pretty good reflexes, kiddo. Guess I'll have to restrain you a bit better so this won't happen again." He gave me a mocking grin. "We wouldn't want to you hurt yourself even worse, know would we."
I looked across the room only to see Tatsuki staring at me wide-eyed. There was something I'd never seen her show before flashing in her eyes; fear.
I was shocked by the man pulling the chair upright and dragging me and it towards a column in the very middle of the room, and even more so when he started to wrap a chain around me, binding me and the chair to the column. Fucking great.
By then I was pretty pissed off at the bastard, so I did the first thing that came to mind, I smashed my foot on his using all of my strength in the process which-considering how strong I am-most likely broke every bone in the guy's foot.
That is all it took. Whatever torture he had planned for me vanished; instead he grabbed the closest thing to him, a huge pipe, and bashed it against my head.
Everything went black in that moment and I could hear Tatsuki's muffled scream as I felt my life slip away.
When I woke up in the Soul Society two things had changed: I was dead, and I was blind...
Prologue End
An: Short, I know, but this is just an introduction so it doesn't matter! .
Ichigo: Keh, evil fangirl, I can't believe you blinded me!*glares*
An: You can't glare, your blind!
Ichigo: Shut up, I'll do as I please!
An: Well anyways...
Together: REVEIW!
