Slowly standing, he lifted his head, blinking as dark shadows scampered across the gravel below his feet. When they halted around him, they rose form the ground, warping and taking shape of a small demon.

Thrusting his left hand out, he jerked the Keyblade out of the dirt, bringing it towards himself while he glared at the monster, watching every motion it made.

Its arms were jerking, head bobbing from side to side, like it wasn't even attached at all.

"W-what the hell?!" Ichigo stammered, veering from side to side to see multiples of the being before him. "What are these things?"

His eyes bolted forth, leaping up into the air once one of the monsters did, swinging the blade in a half-circle, landing gracefully on his feet, knees bent. Turning, he swung the weapon again, slicing yet another in half.

What are these?!

"Open the door,"

Brown eyes glanced to his right, seeing a door emerge before his vision, making it blur once again. Blinking it back, he darted towards it, screeching to a halt once he noted that there was a large lock keeping the object shut.

"You need to open the door,"

How?

As if sensing his confusion, the demons leapt at him. Quickly pushing back on his heels, he twirled the Keyblade, making it spin, knocking the monsters back, blinking from confusion once lightning clashed overhead, roaring down and mowing down the dark figures.

Ichigo's eyes fell on the ground, seeing more morph into the same beings.

"Go! Unlock the door!"

A low light emitted at the end of the sword, turning him harshly, pointing at the lock. Quirking an orange brow, he looked down on the end of the weapon, then back up at the lock, watching as a beam of light shot out, pouring into the huge lock, as if feeding it.

His ears perked up to the sound of a soft click. His eyes studied the huge metal lock, watching it disappear into a blast of light, the door swinging open.

Veering over his shoulder with narrowed brown eyes, the eldest Kurosaki growled, seeing that the dark forms were closing in. Turning his attention forth, he ran through the open door, a flash of light blinding him as he stumbled out. Memories flashing before his eyes.

Closing and reopening his eyes a few times, he veered from side to side.

Where am I?

Tall colorful buildings rose before him, his head tilting back as he strained to see how far they went, only to look back down once he heard some foot steps rush towards his direction.

Gazing over his shoulder, he blinked, seeing a small figure run towards him. A hat atop his head to block his face, big, round, golden orbs the only thing visible. A big blue trench covering his body, gloves covering his fingers, black for a face, a complete mystery.

"H-help me!!" the boy cried, eyes darting over his left shoulder at some different breed of monster. It looked like a person wearing someone else's skin, the zipper to the mouth unzipped. "No!!"

The little figure tripped, trembling as he backed up, voice echoing as he wailed out in fear.

Growling, the vibrant haired teen glared down on his left hand, seeing that the Keyblade had disappeared. Shaking his head rapidly, he looked back at the scene playing before his eyes, watching as the porcelain form lift a tied, sharp nailed, hand up, thrusting it towards the shivering form with the full intent to kill.

Frowning, Ichigo leapt forth, summoning up his strength, swinging his right hand that was clenched into a fist in the demon's direction.

Slamming his eyes shut, his ears captured the sound of a loud thud, making him reopen his eyes, blinking as the weapon he possessed earlier reemerged in his hands, looking up with a smirk.

The form was on the ground, erased in a flash of energy.

Turning, he bent down to the kid's level. "You okay? Do you have any injuries?"

"No...t-thanks, mister."

"It's Ichigo, Ichigo Kurosaki." he complied with a soft smile, trying to convince the kid he wasn't a threat.

"Vivi," the over-clothed form replied.

"Vivi what happened?" a different voice called, both glancing in the direction of the deep voice. Vivi bounded himself up, hobbling over to the ski cap wearing blond standing in front of them. "Are you all right?"

The dark skinned boy nodded, lifting a gloved hand and pointing at the orange haired Kurosaki, "He saved me...from that thing that attacked me."

"Is that so?" Vivi simply nodded.

The blond, Ichigo noticed, was wearing a tight blue shirt, a white sleeveless trench, black combat boots, and pants. With the ski cap to add onto the odd attire. Standing, the lightly tanned teen tensed off instinct, since this might be another enemy.

Lifting his right hand, the blue eyed blond placed it on his shoulder. "I'm Seifer," the teen spoke, a scar going over his nose, barely noticeable unless Seifer was standing close. "Thanks for helping Vivi out. What's your name?"

"I...Ichigo," the orange haired teen complied, tilting his head to the side slightly, "Ichigo Kurosaki."

"I see," Seifer looked over his shoulder at Vivi, seeing that a girl with pure white hair walked up behind the little form, her red orbs softening as she knelt down beside the child, patting the side of his high hat. "So...Ichigo, are you new around here?"

"I guess," he replied softly, "I don't know where the hell I am..."

"Well, if that's the case –"

"Seifer!!" a high, angered voice shouted, both whipping to the side with wide eyes. A boy that seemed to be the age of fifteen stood before them with blond hair that seemed to be gelled back, his brown eyes narrowed. "Why'd you blame us for the lost pictures?!"

"You did steal them, didn't you," the tanned teen complied with a frown, "no one else could've done it."

"Wait a minute," Ichigo interrupted, pulling away from the hand on his shoulder, turning and walking over to the area where the monster was defeated, bending down and placing his hand over the photos laying idly on the ground.

As he was about to touch them, an albino-like hand landed atop his own, making them both touch the pieces of paper. Glancing up, his eyes connected with golden hues.

"H-huh?" both stammered.


Any guesses on who this new person is?

A/N: I wanted Ichigo to start out this way...for what reason, you'll have to wait and see! Please review?