Hey guys, this is my first Bleach fanfic, so give it a break. I have several chapters written already, but I will only post this one for now until I get the feeling people are actually reading it. Now, let me give you a heads up, the facts given in this story may seem basic and that's because they are. I'm not exactly far in the series and am writing based on what I know, and so far, it seems good. If I mess up on something cannon, please, feel free to tell me. I will take any and all input if I feel it will help. Well, enjoy.

Author's Note: This story does contain violence, but not all that bad. And no, this isn't a masterpiece, but I didn't write it to be one. I wrote this because I could. So, there you go.

Characters Please: Hey, um, this is my first Bleach fanfic and well, I don't have many ideas for characters. If you would like a character in this story, please send me a message. I am looking for anything from a Soul Reaper to an Arrancar.

The Attack

In some random town in the United States, black clouds filled with rain hovered overhead. The nighttime sky was particularly beautiful at the moment with the rainclouds drifting softly beneath it. Every couple of minutes, the sky would light up shortly as lightning struck.

Down below, on the top of a large building, three people stood. All three of them wearing long black kimonos with white trim and a sword tied to a white sash around their waist.

One of the people was a girl with long blonde hair that swayed behind her as the wind caught it. She had her hand resting on the hilt of her sword as the rain began to fall. Another was a large man with crew cut brown hair. He had his arms crossed and watched the clouds float, smiling to himself as if this were some kind of joke. And the last was an athletic man perched on a gargoyle. He had spiky, almost black hair yet still brown, with a mask coming up from the collar of his kimono, covering his nose and everything below it. The man also had his sleeves torn off. He watched the ground below carefully with his bright blue eyes, and after a moment, the female sighed.

"I don't like this. I feel so much spirit energy around us. It almost feels as if there is a hollow living right in this town." The large man laughed.

"I know. I love it. Just calm down Sarah and enjoy the view, how often does your lieutenant send you on a job like this. My captain rarely lets me do stuff like this in the States." The man with the mask scowled.

"Damien, shut up. Your enthusiasm annoys me. We are hunting hollows, not painting scenery here." Damien scowled as well.

"Why don't you shut up Alex? Can't I be myself once in a while instead of some Soul Reaper goon?"

"No." Damien shot his arms in the air and began to walk to the other side of the building. Alex remained still, his gaze on a house in the distance. He cocked his brow at it.

"Sarah, that house in the distance, that's it, isn't it?" She looked at it and then closed her eyes. She held her breath, and then released it as she opened her eyes.

"Yes, I believe it is. Perhaps you should check the ribbons to be sure." The sky then darkened as long white ribbons began to appear around Alex. He began looking at them all, and then grabbed one. He examined it carefully, and then let it go as the ribbons disappeared.

"Yes. That home belongs to someone with much spirit energy. That person has the most in this town. How very…odd." Damien turned around.

"Why is it odd?" Alex still looked at the house.

"That person…has way too much for any human." Just as he said that, a loud roar could be heard in the distance. Its sound made the hair on their necks stand up, after which Sarah closed her eyes.

"That sound. It always sounds…sad." Alex stood up tall.

"Yes, but we must remember we are doing this to save them." A bolt of lightning struck by the house and the outline of a massive bipedal creature could be seen for but an instant. "Let's roll." The group then walked to the edge of the building, and jumped into the dark sky, disappearing from sight as they began to jump from roof to roof.

Somewhere in Ohio, a boy wearing glasses and a cross around his neck lay on his bed wide-awake, still in his school uniform (consisting of a black polo shirt and a pair of khaki pants). He let out a long breath as he listened to the rain hit the roof of his house as well as his window. No lights were on in the room other than that coming from the television. This boy was James Tanner, high school junior and top of his class. He rolled on his side and looked out the window, all he could see was rain streaming down the glass. He was alone in the house, his parents away until the next day visiting his aunt, and his brother Matt was at a friend's house and would also be returning the next day. So there he lay, alone.

He slowly closed his eyes, sleep beginning to take him, when a loud roar-like sound could be heard in the distance. James opened his eyes as he heard this and looked out the window; however, he saw only the rain and black. "Must have been thunder." He said to himself. Once more, he tried to close his eyes, when he heard it again. He leaned up, sweating slightly. Everything was quiet other than the rain. He shook his head and lay down. Once more he was about to close his eyes, when out of nowhere a man flew though his wall like a ghost. He landed quietly, and then stood up, James immediately noticing the long katana in his hand. James immediately backed up against the wall. "What the heck!" He yelled. The man looked over at James with a cocked eyebrow. The man wore a long, black kimono with the sleeves torn off, and covering half of his face was a mask. The man looked around for a moment, then back at James.

"Can you see me?" James nodded in fear. "Wow, that's…very odd. You're not supposed to see me."

"Well I can! What, do you want to steal something?" James then leaned over and grabbed something from under his bed. When he pulled it out, it was a basic katana. "You'll *gulp* have to go through me first." The man looked at him with a serious look, and then closed his eyes and began to laugh. "You think I'm funny." The man was hunched over from laughing so hard.

"Boy, you couldn't take me on if you tried. And you don't need to worry, I'm not here to hurt you or take anything. I'm looking for someone." The man then walked into the other room. James watched him leave with a confused look. He sat there a moment confused, and then stood up and followed him. When he walked into the other room, he saw the man looking in other rooms and opening closets and looking in those. At one point he even opened the fridge.

"Who are you looking for?" Said James.

"I don't know." James got a blank look.

"Then why look here?" The man shrugged.

"It's complicated." James then walked up next to him.

"Well, I'm the only person here, so unless somebody broke in nobody is in here." The man then turned around and examined James, he then laughed. "What's so funny?"

"You can't be the person. Just look at you, you're a nerd. You couldn't possibly be the guy I'm looking for."

"Well, then who are you looking for." The man sighed, and then examined James again.

"This boy can see me." Thought the man to himself. The room then got very dark, and ribbons shot out of the ground around him. James jumped back in fear. The man examined them, and then grabbed one. He looked at the floor and noticed it was coming out of James, and then he sighed and made them disappear.

"What the heck was that?"

"Those were spirit ribbons. They show me all the spirits in the area. The one I grabbed was yours. Well, based on that I guess you weren't lying. You are the one I'm looking for." James jumped back and pointed the katana at the man.

"You aren't going to kill me are you?" The man had a dull expression. He then used his own katana to lower the one James held.

"No, didn't we already accomplish that? I am here because I am hunting for something that eats souls." James got a look of shock.

"What?"

"Yes. And they enjoy powerful souls the best. So, I sought out the most powerful soul around and that turned out to be you. So, I'm basically here waiting for the thing I'm after, because shortly that thing will probably be here and try to eat you." James began to sweat, and then passed out. The man just rolled his eyes. "Crap." The man then lifted the boy up and set him on the couch. As he finished setting the momentarily unconscious boy on the couch, he froze and looked at the window on the far wall. After looking at it for a few seconds, his eyes got wide and he held up his katana. "Oh dear…now the fun begins" At that moment, James woke up and sat up.

"What happened?"

Out of nowhere a huge fist came through the wall and sent glass flying. Several shards of glass flew at James and landed in the left half of his face making him scream as his face began to bleed horribly. As he screamed, the huge hand grabbed the man and pulled him out.

Outside the building, the huge 50 foot monster stood there holding the man. The creature had a stance like that of a gorilla but had no fur and blackish-purple skin, and covering its face was a huge mask that looked like bone. The man in its hand smiled behind his mask and managed to pull his sword arm free of its grip. "Hey beautiful." He then shoved the sword into its hand and it dropped him. It roared loud as the man fell, blood pouring out of the monsters hand to the ground below. The man jumped clear to the top of the creature, and as he fell back down he held out his sword, cutting it into the monsters head. As he fell, the sword sliced the monster clean in half, blood spilling everywhere. When he landed, he did a pose with his sword at his side as a blood rain fell on him. When it stopped, the creature turned to dust and blew away. "Soul cleansed." He stood up and tried wiping some of the blood off. "Sure wasn't as hard as I thought." At that moment, two people jumped off the roof of the house. "Took you guys long enough. It's already dead now." One of them, a girl, nodded with a sad look.

"I hope he can find peace in the Soul Society." The other, a man, then smiled and laughed.

"Yeah, because Alex sure didn't show him any." The girl then felt a presence and turned around to see the boy on the couch holding his face in agony, unable to move other than squirm.

"That boy." She said. "Is that him?" Alex nodded.

"He could see me. It was so very…odd." She nodded.

"I have to help him." She then walked in and sat on her knees on the floor. She leaned over James, her soaked hair dripping on him. "Please boy, move your hand. I'm going to help you. She softly took his hand and moved it. As she did, James looked up at her, his eyes blurry with tears from the pain. He couldn't see much, yet for some reason her just being there calmed him. She gently removed James' glasses, which were fine except one of the lenses were shattered and the glass was imbedded just above and below his eye. She then softly put her hand on James' face, causing him to cringe in pain. She closed her eyes, and breathed in. After a few moments, she began to utter words, and her hand began to glow. As she did, James began to get tired. The glass shards eventually began to push themselves out of his skin, and the wounds began to heal. After she finished, she looked at him with a soft smile. "You're going to sleep now. Rest easy." He then drifted to sleep, his wounds healed into scars already. She was about to stand up, when she noticed a necklace around his neck. On it was a silver cross with an intricate black design in the middle. Upon seeing the cross, several things popped into her mind. Only a few had something to do with him being able to see them. She looked at it for several moments, and then shook her head. "No, it can't be." She stood up and walked to the others, the rain beginning to stop. "I helped him. I wish I was good enough to help his scars though." Alex nodded.

"Good. Let's go." The three were about to leave, when Alex stopped a moment and turned around. Damien looked at him oddly.

"What is it?" Alex just looked at James with a suspicious look.

"Why could he see us?" Damien shrugged.

"I don't know. Does it matter? Some people can just do that. Let's go." Alex turned around and looked at Damien with a mean look.

"Do you ever stop being a dumbass? This person could be…useful." The girl cocked an eyebrow.

"What would Kenpachi Zaraki say about you spying on him?"

"Who said I would be spying on him?" Sarah just crossed her arms. "You can read me like a book. I will ask Kenpachi tonight. This one is unlike any I've seen before, and I want to know why." Sarah nodded.

"Fine, but for now, our job is over. Let us leave." The three then jumped away, into the darkness once more.