~The Literal Scar Inside

GrimmIchi AU

Summary: When Ichigo was young (the age of 15), he had a very serious operation, but no one knows for what. He had been taken from his abusive parents forcefully to have it, even though only a handful of children have had it, and only 2 have lived. The other 2 children have seemingly vanished from the earth. But sadly, Ichigo had died from the operation, joining the other children who had died from the operation in the Grave for the Unknown Non-Survivals otherwise known as GUNS. Now, 6 years after the operation, Ichigo's grave has been dug up, and Ichigo's corpse is missing.

What happened to Ichigo?

Smutty in some parts (in later chapters), characters deaths (later in the story as well, and not necessarily Ichigo either), language warning. And no MPreg.

AN: I know the first 2 chapters were a bit confusing, but now everything should be in order. Now, things are happening right after Chapter 1, Chapter 2 was something that happened way before the actual story. I hope you all enjoy, and thank you to the 3 people who have already reviewed

Chapter 3 – Grimacer

No matter how much you protect, the things you love will always be in danger.

For that danger is you.

~X~

The man ran through the rainy night, in search of a person, or I should say the corpse of a person.

Grimacing as he ran into a dead alley's end, he sharply turned on his heels to another route.

The heavy rain wasn't helping either. The large puddles on the ground made it very hard to maneuver his way through the windy, yet lonely roads of Burntbody.

Known as the "Grimacer", this aged man kept a grimace on his face throughout his whole life. Whenever he thought, talked, or even slept, this man always had a grimace on his face. Now as he thought about Ichigo Kurosaki, his face especially said 'Grimacer'.

"Tch, what's so special about this brat…he aint the best candidate…"

~X~

After hours of endless search, the man finally reached GUNS.

A desolated area in the town of Burntbody, GUNS stood at the top of the highest hill in Burntbody. The reason it was so hard to find was because the town of Burntbody was also known for its multiple high hills, along with winding roads.

Full of "The Unknown Candidates" he wove his way through the open coffins of children, young and old.

'The government didn't bother with the details of who exactly these poor souls were, they didn't even bother to tell the parents of these children where they went. The government was full of people who never cared, ending with this world slowly crumbling.

It had been a full decade since this world, or should I say, the government had changed.

The government had already started to fall apart, but 10 years ago, it finally shut down. No one knew what happened, but everyone was clear on what happened afterwards.

It was exactly after the government's shut-down that the MAWK, or the Men and Women Killers, was formed. It was also around that time that young children started to get kidnapped, and more deaths were reported.

People all over the world started to get into an outrage, now that half the children of the world were now gone. Parents started to fight all over the world, trying to find their children. With the government gone, there was no one to go and complain.

The world started to tear itself apart. Random wars broke out all over the war. Slowly, the outer rims of the world started to get pulled into the all out battle royale, resulting into The Great Mess. The name was deprived by what people often called the whole dilemma. It became utter chaos.

Then, came along The Helpers, called that, as they had no distinctive name. Working against MAWK, they formed a union with parents all over the world. It became a silent war between the two organizations. The innocent of the world had nowhere to go, so then they were pulled into the fighting. No one could stop it.

And it never did.

The wars were still going on, even to this day. Many towns around the world were formed for the innocents who didn't want to go to war. Burntbody was one of them.

Though it was one of the strangest towns in the world, many people liked to come here. It was the most bustling town in all of the US. Everyone knew the name of Burntbody.

Then the young teens of Burntbody started to "reproduce". Though it was happiness for a few mere seconds of their lives, the elders of the town knew it wouldn't be long before the MAWK got a hold of them.

Reproducing became taboo after that. The town of Burntbody was met with so much chaos after that, so all of the townspeople left into other towns.

Only a handful of people stayed, including Grimmjow Jaggerjacks.

Though he wasn't the best of mayors, (especially since he wasn't even legal yet) everyone looked up to him. And considering the fact he had never said a word since he father had died (find out).

Then his "boyfriend" Ichigo Kurosaki came along. The two quickly became friends, and then they quickly fell in love. Everyone (at least, everyone that had stayed) had enjoyed the change in Grimmjow. Though Ichigo was already 15 years old, the two had a strong bond. Nothing could break them apart, at least, until the day Grimmjow left Ichigo alone for only one hour.

The MAWK took him away.

Grimmjow was torn apart. He started picking up cutting often, and the town fell even more apart. He barely said anything after that. Burntbody was barely anymore.

That's when the boss and I, who used to work for MAWK came into the picture. Our boss kicked Grimmjow out of office, and we slowly took over this piece of shit town.

Once word got out that at least someone was running the town, a few more people started to move back in.

They didn't know they would all get killed.

"If the children they take aren't working, then maybe adults will." Our boss would say.

She had no mercy in tearing those people apart limb from limb. Intestines and stomachs lying everywhere in town became normal. The kind of things we could pull off in our crappy hideout could land us a few decades in jail. Our boss literally ate the leftovers for breakfast. She was a cannibal.

Now, I don't even know why Ichigo Kurosaki is any different from a child.

The boy radiated "child." Everyone hated him, well almost.'

This man never liked reminiscing; it often brought a heavy grimace to his tired face. His lifeless eyes scanned through the decayed skeletons of young children, and a few grown men. He finally set his eyes onto the blacked coffin with a small soft pillow thrown inside.

The boy was still scrawny, even as a corpse.

'We often worked on actual living people, but skeletons or "already deceased" people didn't squirm when worked on.

All we needed was a sample of bone.

It didn't matter living or dead, as long as we got a fragment of bone it was alright.

But, it had to be a specific fragment of bone.

Every child in this rotten world, for 21 years now, was mysteriously born with an odd pattern on the upper left rib-bone.

Except, the candidates we look for have a number on them.

No one knew how exactly they were born with these numbers and patterns, but everyone had the suspicion that the "government" had a specific part in it.'

The man threw the cold skeleton onto his back, gripping onto the cracked skull with chipped fingernails.

Glancing at the boy's broken bones and various scars burned deep into the bone,

The man grimaced.

TO BE CONTINUED

Hope you all enjoy. Sorry for such a late update, the holidays and This Life of Mine have been rushing me a little…

Again, sorry for the back-and-"forthness" of this fic, I am just trying to introduce everything I need too first.