Victoria Evans is a regular teenage girl. Or she thought she was. Victoria was taken away by Hiyori Sarugaki and Toshiro Hitsugaya to the Soul Society; she was told that she was an Angel of Darkness and that she has powers even stronger than a Soul Reaper Captain's. All she needs to do is to awaken her new powers.

I woke up at a sound that sounded like a cow dying. (But it turned out it was just my little brother, no worries.) I glanced at my clock. 4:27 am. Ugh. It's just a potty training, why does he have to be so loud?

I tried to go back to sleep, with successfully no success. You're probably wondering what that meant; (you would get it if you didn't have a brain of a potato. Yes, potatoes do have brains.) It's just the way I speak. Don't make fun of me, please.

I went to the backyard to get some fresh air since it smelled like poop in our house, thanks to my little brother. I glanced around the dark backyard; I couldn't see anything because it was pitch black. I started walking again after my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I always liked it here; it's always peaceful and poop-free.

I climbed to my tree house. It's my private little place; I come here when I'm mad or when I just don't want to stay at my house. I opened the window in the ceiling and made myself comfortable in my sleeping bag. All I want right now is to look at the stars. They're so pretty…

I woke up again to see that the sun is up. I'm officially blind. My ceiling window is open and the sun is coming through. I CAN'T SEE!

Note to self: NEVER leave the ceiling window open when feeling sleepy, because the sun is going to hurt like hell in the morning, and I'm going to end up blind.

I get out of my sleeping bag, fold it, and put it away. I got out of the door, and climbed down my tree house. Something caught my foot and I let go and fell.

"OUCH! That hurts like hell! MY BUTT IS ON FIRE!" I screamed.

Apparently, no one heard me except for the neighbors. Since my family has heavy sleep, especially my sister; alarm clocks never work with her no matter how loud they were. So instead, I punch and kick her to wake her up. She never actually wakes up even with that (but one could only dream) so I have my final choice, and it's to spill water on her.

Now, let me introduce myself. I'm Victoria Evans; I'm originally from the United States, but both my parents met here in Japan when they were on vacation and fell madly in love . . . figure out the rest. Eventually, they decided since it's the first place the met in, they should live here; it was a last minute decision. So here I am, living in Tokyo, Japan. I'm not exactly Japanese, but I consider myself a Japanese schoolgirl. I'm 15 years, 7 months, 15 days, 58 minutes, 37 seconds old. You may think I'm weird that I set my clock counting down until my birthday, but I can't wait to be 16!

I washed my face, brushed my teeth, put on my school uniform, brushed my hair, and headed downstairs. The smell of breakfast filled my lungs. Pancakes, eggs, and tea; that's what my parents eat.

"Good morning!" I said.

"Good morning honey," Mom said.

"Good morning sweetheart," Dad said.

"Good morning dipstick," My sister Abigail said.

"Good morrrrning! Hehehaha," My brother Alex said.

I poured myself a bowl of cereal and started eating. Halfway through the meal, I heard a loud scream. I hurried outside and saw the sky tear up with a sound of a zipper. Then a very large hollow appeared. At almost the same time, a Shinigami appeared and drew his sword.

The Shinigami and the Hollow were fighting intensely. I knew that I should help, but the fight was so fascinating I couldn't help but stare. Finally, the Shinigami sliced the Hollow in half and the Hollow disappeared with no trace that I thought it was all a dream.

I started to run to the Shinigami, but I was too late, because the Shinigami was already gone.

I went back to my house and grabbed my school bag and headed to school. On my way to school, I spotted a gate that I've never seen before. I ran to the gate.

It's locked.

I'm curious to see what's inside, so I kept looking for a way in. There was a lot of hidden buttons behind a tree. I didn't know which one I should press, so I pressed all of them. There was a lot of noises at the beginning, but finally the gate opened and a robotic voice said, "Welcome," I did the only thing that I would do, and it's to get inside.

You see, I'm not the kind of girl who shies away, and certainly not the kind of girl who thinks she's gonna get kidnapped when she goes to a place she's never been before. So all I did was walk.

I heard weird noises, a sound of footsteps, then silence.

A hand was on my mouth, and another was around my waist. I tried to use my ninja skills and kick whoever was holding me, but I was too slow.

Someone was dragging me to a dark place. After that, all I remember was a very bright light that I couldn't open my eyes, and that's when someone knocked me unconscious.

I woke up at the sound of people talking. I realized after a moment that the noise wasn't like a cow dying, and it doesn't smell like poop. I'm not at home, and this is the first time I actually hope to smell poop to tell me that I'm at home.

Suddenly, everything that happened came back to me and I remembered. There's a 15000% chance that I'm in danger, but I can't move my feet one inch. My wrists and ankles were tied. My only left weapon is my loud scream.

"Who are you? Let me go! Let me go! I know how to use a stick and I'm not afraid to use it!" I yelled.

After a moment, I realized that I don't have a stick, and my limbs are bound. I'm completely helpless.

A guy came in the room; he was holding a stick.

"Hey, the stick was my idea! Copycat!" I said.

"Shut up, will ya?"

"NO! Where am I?"

"Well, that's what you get when you try to invade our property. How'd you find the gate anyway?"

"I just found it, okay? Now, can you please bother telling me your name," I said a little bit too harshly.

"I'm Shinji Hirako. Nice to meet you," he extended his hand and I just looked at him expectantly. "Sorry, I can't shake your hands," I said. He looked at me, seeming hurt.

"Why?"

"Because my arms are bound, you nitwit!" I said.

"Oh, sorry about that, it's just our security routine," he said while untying my limbs.

A little girl came in; she just looked at me like I'm some crazy girl who needs rehab.

"Why did you untie her?" the girl asked Shinji.

"She seemed hurt," Shinji said.

"She's supposed to be hurt, you dumbass!" the girl said while throwing her flip-flop in his face; after a moment of looking at me her eyes widened, "it's her," she mumbled to herself that I'm pretty sure Shinji couldn't hear her.

"Sorry. Oh, this is Hiyori Sarugaki, by the way," Shinji said, then whispered loudly to Hiyori, "at least give her a warm welcome!"

"Nice to meet you," Hiyori said, seeming very distracted. She was looking at me so intensely that I feel she's looking right through me.

Wow, I'm feeling warm already.

Hiyori covered my mouth with a napkin; there was something on it that smelled good, and that's when I blacked out.

I woke up again feeling dizzy, my vision is blurry and I can't make out the faces of the people around me.

Ugh… I hate this! What's going on?

MOMMY!

THUMP!

I was thrown on the ground face-first.

"Damn! That hurts!"

No one answered. Finally, my vision cleared and I saw Hiyori in a Shinigami robe with a guy I've never seen before, but he was obviously a Shinigami because he was wearing the robe. Now, you must be wondering about why I know of the existence of Shinigamis. Well, all I can say is that I have a friend named Rukia Kuchki who is a Shinigami.

I tried to get up on my feet but it was hard because my ankles and wrists were tied. I looked up and I saw the Shinigami more clearly.

Silver hair and turquoise eyes. His eyes were the kind of eyes that when you look at them you feel mesmerized. If I didn't know better, I'd say he's a little kid, but I know that at least he's a hundred years old. Shinigamis are immortals, so they never age.

"W-who are you?"

"My name is Toshiro Hitsugaya; squad ten captain," he said so confidently. A captain? Now that's funny.

"Umm… Excuse me, but where are you taking me? And what do you want from me?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to take you to the soul society. I've got a report from the Department of Research and Development that you are not just a human being. You are a combination of an angel spirit and a hollow. We now call them angels of darkness."

What the hell is he talking about? Yeah definitely, I'm an angel of the night… or whatever he just called me.

A gate appeared out of nowhere and we started walking toward it. I don't know what to do, so I just followed. Besides, I'm kinda curious about the angel and hollow thing that he was talking about. I can't believe the fact that I'm not human. If I'm not human, then my parents can't be human too. If that's the case, then they're probably on their way to the soul society too.

We walked in silence until we reached another gate. I stepped through the gate into a whole new world that I never could've imagined existed.

"Is this the soul society?"

"Yes."

We walked into a huge building marked 'the Department of Research and Development'. A guy with a very weird and inhuman face appeared.

"Welcome, we've been expecting you. Now, where do we start? Hiyori, would you please bring her here? I need to test her," the weird faced guy said. I completely forgot that Hiyori was here. Wait, what is Hiyori doing here anyway? I didn't see her in a Shinigami robe when I first met her with Shinji. I didn't question it though; I was so fascinated by what I'm seeing at the moment.

Hiyori lifted me so effortlessly that I screamed.

"What are you doing? Put me down! Put me down! PUT ME DOWN!"

"Shut up!" She grinned at me after a moment then pinched me really hard. I tried not to scream and I succeeded. She's really strong.

"Okay, now can you please bother telling me what am I doing here? And what do you mean by 'Angel of the Night'?"

"It's called the Angels of Darkness, and like I said, you're an angel of darkness; which is an angel spirit combined with that of a hollow," Toshiro said.

"Okay, and what do you want from me?"

"Good question. Your kind is very rare, and I never had a good luck before to do an experiment. You were an angel once, but somehow the Sora no Shi was released and opened the boundary between your soul and a hollow's," the weird faced guy said.

"What's a Sora no Shi?"

"A Sora no Shi is a huge sphere that connects the spiritual pressure of an angel to that of a hollow. You are the last of your kind, and I didn't want to waste the opportunity to discover your powers."

"Wait, so I have powers?"

"Of course. The angels used to kill hollows more than a trillion years ago. Although Shinigamis never associated with them, they were still grateful."

"So what happened to them?"

"War between them and hollows. Hollows wanted revenge for all the hollows that were killed by angels. Unfortunately, they were well trained that they defeated the angels and just a few survived. Including you."

"Wait, so are you saying that I've fought in this battle? But you said that that was more than a trillion years ago. It's impossible for me to be alive back then."

"Victoria, you were the hero of that battle even though the angels were defeated. Your pictures are in all the history books that we teach Shinigami students in the Soul Society today. Your name was Yuuki Sato. Keisuke Urahara developed the Sora no Shi, he thought that he was helping the angels and the hollows by trying to make them friends and not enemies; he didn't know that it'll turn out to be a total disaster. Enough talking for now. Let's get to work!"

I was carried by two strange men that were as strange as the weird faced guy. They put something on my head that made me feel sleepy. I wanted to protest. I can't trust these people. What are they going to do with me? Dissect me? But he said that I'm rare so that means he wanted to keep me alive. All I can do now is stare. I can't move my limbs and I'm starting to feel dizzy. It's not the time yet, I have so many questions…

I can't see anything now. It's like I've been sucked into another world. A world of darkness.