Yay for new fanfic! As you probably figured out (hopefully), this focuses on the 2nd Division and the Onmitsukido. If I were a Shinigami, I would probably want to be in the 2nd. =) I'm still trying to figure out an actual plot, so I hope you enjoy the ride!

Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo. Any OC's that I create are mine though. =)

Chapter 1: Tracking

The wind blew gently, rustling the trees' branches. The full moon and stars shined brightly in the night sky as the quiet, peaceful town slept, oblivious to the dark dealings happening within.

"Shinigami, are you there?" a male voice said. He walked out from the shadows of a building into the moon's light. He was garbed in a black robe and watched the area around him, leery of any dangers or threats. "Shinigami?" he repeated in a harsh whisper.

He started to retreat into the shadows when he felt a blade press against his throat. "I knew you would show, Shinigami," he said trying to turn his head.

"Keep your head where it is. You turn around, you die," the Shinigami said in a raspy voice. "You know why I am here. Give me the information."

"What do I get in return?" the man asked keeping his eyes on the building across the street.

The Shinigami paused before saying, "Your life. It may not be much, but you would be surprised how many people value their lives when threatened."

The man chuckled. "Touché Shinigami. Very well, I'll tell you what I know. As much as you may hate it, I have to send you to someone else in order for you to find the person you seek."

The knife started to dig into the man's neck. "So you lied," the Shinigami accused.

The male twitched and started fidgeting in slight fear. "I only lied because I knew you would show up. Apparently you need to find this other Shinigami soon and since I know the person actually knows where he is, I had no choice."

The Shinigami processed this and loosened the knife's hold on his neck, only leaving a small trail of blood. The man breathed easier. "Then tell me where I can find this man who can lead me to the Shinigami. I need to find him by the day after tomorrow."

"His name is Hitoshi. He lives in the 15th District and is close friends with the leader."

"The 15th? That's on the other side of Seireitei!"

"Then I suggest you get going. But if I may say something, going from the 55th District to the 15th in one night is quite impossible."

The knife retreated from the man's neck altogether. The Shinigami backed up into the shadows and sheathed the knife. The man slightly turned around, not even seeing the outline of the Shinigami in between the buildings.

A small pouch filled with coins was tossed to the man from the shadows. "How do you know I'm telling you the truth Shinigami?"

"Through lots of training and experience. And as for your claim of going to the 15th District from here in the 55th as impossible, that's only for regular souls and maybe other Shinigami…but not for the Onmitsukido," the Shinigami stated ominously before leaving in a soft whirl of shunpo as the wind began to blow and making the trees rustle once again.

The Shinigami's words processed in the man's brain. Onmitsukido? God be with the soul that that Shinigami is after, the man thought as he shivered in fear, thinking of who he just helped.

"See you tomorrow Hitoshi!" a few people called.

The man being addressed waved back before turning and walking. The Shinigami stalked him as if he were prey, remaining in the shadows and waiting for the right time to strike.

Hitoshi, looks to be about 33 years old in human years, shaggy light brown hair, has a bit of stubble growing in, approximately 6'1" and around the same build as Abarai-fukutaicho. Should he know how to fight, this could prove to be a slight challenge, the Shinigami said in their mind.

You mean that you may actually have to try?

The Shinigami smirked underneath the bottom headpiece that covered their mouth.

I wouldn't go that far, but this will be interesting nevertheless.

The Shinigami felt their Zanpakuto's presence rescind into their mind, chuckling as it did so.

Hitoshi soon turned down a dark alleyway.

The biggest and last, if it comes to that, mistake he will ever make, the Shinigami thought before silently dropping down to join Hitoshi in the alleyway. "Hitoshi!" they called.

The man spun around and immediately his eyes grew wide in fear. He pulled out a knife. "Who are you and what do you want?"

"Easy Hitoshi," the Shinigami said warningly. "I am not here to kill you."

"Then why are you here? And you didn't answer my other two questions," Hitoshi threatened with the knife pointed at the Shinigami.

"I cannot tell you who I am. You can obviously tell that I am a Shinigami and as I said, I'm not here to kill you. I am here because you know the location of the one that I am after: Kichida Ryota."

Hitoshi started laughing at the Shinigami. "You expect me to give away the location of my best friend to the likes of you? You who was sent after him to kill him? You Shinigami think you're so high and mighty."

"You do know that Kichida Ryota is a Shinigami as well. Not that I have to say anything to you, but I'm following my orders. I also know that his actions led to the death of several other Shinigami and instead of owning up to the charges where he would have been less severely punished, he fled like a coward.

"Now, I don't want to do this the hard way. You don't stand a chance against me. You might be willing to die for your friend, so torture might prove useless. Getting straight to the point, how about I threaten your family?"

Hitoshi lowered the knife instantly. "No. Please! No! Don't involve my family!"

"Their involvement remains to be seen. The fact is it's up to you. Either you tell me where Kichida Ryota is or I kill you where you stand and find your family. Make your choice Hitoshi."

Hitoshi dropped the knife and fell to his knees. May God forgive me for this, Hitoshi thought.

He sighed before looking back up to the Shinigami with tears in his eyes, threatening to roll down his cheeks at any moment. "You can find Kichida Ryota in the 19th District. I set him up with a room at the inn there," he finally said.

The Shinigami sighed and walked over to Hitoshi. "I don't expect you to, but I hope you can one day forgive me for this. Peace be upon you and your family," the Shinigami said softly and earnestly before shunpoing away and leaving Hitoshi in the alleyway.

As soon as the Shinigami disappeared, the tone of the voice registered to Hitoshi. A female?

^_^ Hope you liked it! Rate, review, etc. =)