All right. I've had to reupload this 3 times, once for the original upload, twice to make a change, and third because I accidentally put up the whole prologue, along with chapters one and two, the second time. Don't fret, they'll be posted soon anyway. This fanfiction will suck. You've been warned. Don't tell me it sucks - I already know and I'm telling you before you read the story. This section is what I call a real disclaimer. I'm warning you about how terrible my story will be so you don't have to read on if you don't want to. You might think the main character/OC of the story is a whore. I already understand that. I'm sorry that you think people are not allowed to go back to a previous love. You can call her a Mary Sue if you want, I don't care. In my completely honest opinion, though, the biggest Mary Sue in all of the Bleach universe is Ichigo, the real main character, himself. If you understand my point there, good. If not, don't worry about it. I'll stop talking about how much my story sucks and I'll let you read it.

Prologue

"Why ya always sittin' 'ere cryin'?" A young boy with dirt filled silver hair asked, leaning down to a young girl crying against her knees.

"'Cause… Papa and Mama… they…" The girl struggled to finish her sentence through tears.

"Yer Mom 'n Dad?" The boy asked, trying to get her attention again.

"Papa and Mama… they… they won't let me do anything."

"Well, 'course. Tha's normal, y'know? Ya can't do everythin'," he replied positively.

"That… that's not what I mean…" She continued crying.

"Then, wha' exac'ly is it tha' ya do mean?" He leaned down more in confusion.

"I mean… no matter what I do… they hit me… and it… it hurts." She lifted up her head for just a second to wipe some of her tears.

"Ya gotta stand up fo' yerself! Tha's the problem! Fight back!" He lifted up a fist as a visual.

"There's no way… I could beat them… it would just make everything worse!" The girl said, shaking her head.

"Hmm…… Well, ya can't jus' keep livin' with tha'! Ya gotta do somethin'!"

"I can't! I'm… I'm useless. That's probably why Papa and Mama don't like me. I can't fight, I can't steal, I can't do anything they want." For once the girl managed to say a whole sentence without pausing to sob.

"I guess I gotta do somethin' 'bout it then, huh?"

The girl stopped crying for a second. "What… what do you mean?"