Everyone, thanks for all the reviews, faves, and follows! (Even though there haven't been much.) I'm taking this slowly and steadily improving. There will be three main characters, however, the whole story will be focused by Tiffany! I'm still new to FanFiction, so I'll be making mistakes every once in a while, such as forgetting to place the disclaimer! Everyone who has been sticking with me so far (even the 'lurkers'), a big thank you to you all!
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo, however, the OC characters and Zanpakutōs are MINE!
"Shining Angel"
Talking/Actions
Thoughts/ Emphasis
Zanpakutō Conversation/ Release
Everyone streamed out of the prison wing, glad to be out and see things that don't have bars or hay attached to/on it in any way. Nezia directed the group towards an extremely large meeting room, which had totally chic technologies and a large, white board with a headliner saying: ZT CONTESTANTS: 100. Underneath it was another headliner saying: "Find your sponsors! They are listed next to your name."
"Everyone, I trust that all of you are still in the same order as you proceeded out of your cells," Nezia questioned through a microphone, "If so, please go in the same order, unless you want my partner Arev here shoot you with a Byakurai (Hadō #4: Pale Lighting)."
They lined up hastily, as seeing no one wanted to die- well, again, as seeing that they're already souls. Tiffany stood between Emmanuel and some guy with crimson red eyes and a dark green tear tattoo that descended from his eyes, which made him look like he had been crying. He was of medium muscular build and height- maybe 6 feet, 1 inch? - and had messy white hair with a green tint and light green streaks. Part of his bangs fell between his eyes and he looked to have a permanent frown on his face.
He glanced at Tiffany, as he noticed that she had been staring at him for a while, and asked, "I believe that you are the girl who was in my adjacent cell? If so, thank you for that little conversation between you and Emmanuel. It's nice to know that not all the contestants are scared stiff."
Tiffany blushed and turned around to face her front again, embarrassed by the fact that she had been staring at him openly. Get it together! You still have to figure out why you're here, Tiffany! Tiffany thought, Wait a minute, I just talked about myself in third-person view… definitely not good… not good at all. Ugh!
"Tiffany Van Shaninguenjeru? Tiffany," Nezia called out.
The white-green haired dude behind me tapped on the small of my back lightly and gave a little shove. She tumbled out of the front of the line- she only just realized- just as Nezia was about to give Arev the 'go ahead' signal to shoot his Byakurai, but Tiffany raised her hand, signaling that she was there, just in time.
Nezia said, "Well, there you are! Your sponsor will be David Van Shaninguenjeru! He's over there, with the Hanakages."
Nezia pointed to a group which had Emmanuel, Tiffany's older brother- David, a tan woman with curly black hair who was of medium height and average build, and a man with white hair and an muscular build who looked to be in his early forties all standing in a circle, talking to each other.
She walked over to them and shouted, "Big brother! Are you here to help me out of this mess?"
David shook his head and answered, "No. I'm sorry, but you are registered in the Zanpakutō Tournament."
Tiffany bowed her head, resigned, "Well, I had a feeling that you would say that. I… I don't know why, but I guess this is my fate… There are so many things I haven't seen, tried, or experienced…"
David smacked Tiffany on the side of her head and retorted, "What are you talking about? You're going to make it through this! Now, if I might finish talking?"
Tiffany held the part where her nii-san smacked her in the head gently and looked up to David, expression as if to say 'what is it?'
"This sweet woman here is Brenda Hanakage. She is Emmanuel's mother and sponsor," David continued, "And over here, we have Oriquirra Cifer, the father and sponsor of Toshiro Cifer, who you might have already met. Well, speak of the devil- no offense, Oriquirra! Here comes Toshiro!"
Tiffany didn't have time to contemplate why her nii-san called Oriquirra a devil before the same boy who was standing behind her in line came to stand next to Oriquirra. Tiffany could suddenly see the striking resemblance those two shared, the white hair and crimson eyes- though Oriquirra's was much more diluted.
Daniel asked, "I bet you're wondering why Toshiro and Emmanuel are here? Well, you'll get your answer now, Manga Otaku."
Tiffany made a noise in the back of her throat in reference to her older brother's nick name for her, but made no move beside the nodding of her head, showing that she was attentive and curious for the answers.
"Well, you know about the manga series, Naruto by Kishimoto," David asked and Tiffany nodded, "You know of the Ino-Shika-Cho formation, right?" Another nod. "Well, we are kind of similar to that. We help each other out. Our families' last names symbolize our power. Ours is the Shaninguenjeru, which is literally translated into 'Shining Angel' and we specialize in using angelic Zanpakutōs. The Hanakage family specializes in Kidō and tomes. They hide in the shadows and give us assistance, but they can be dangerous, like some flowers, hence their family name, 'Flower Shadow'. The Cifer family's last name doesn't translate into anything, but one of their ancestors married one of ours and learned our Zanpakutō secrets, making them masters in fallen angelic Zanpakutōs, due to imbuing their skills with darkness with angelic swords."
Tiffany was quiet for a while, processing all the information. She suddenly blurted, "Wait a minute. How come I've never heard of any of this? And you never answered why I am in here!"
David explained, "Well. Where do I start? Umm… You know that three-fourths of our family is made up of Soul Reapers or Guardians of Soul Society. However, what your generation doesn't know is the process they went through to get there. This- the Zanpakutō Tournament- is what they went through. People who are five hundred years or older may know that only ten contestants who survive through the ZT will get to have the opportunity to become Soul Reapers or Guardians, who can travel between realms, worlds, and sometimes even dimensions. Since this occurs once a month every year, there is never a shortage of Soul Reapers or Guardians. Every year, one member from our individual families will participate in the Zanpakutō Tournament and we agree to keep it confidential from the members who are younger than five hundred years. However, some of us do… die in the tournament; we cover it up to something else. Does that explain your question?"
Tiffany stood in shock, processing things once again. Oh…my…goodness… Th…This is a bit much to process at once. She asked, "So, I was chosen because I recently turned five hundred years old? And so have those two?"
David nodded and said, "Yeah. Are you ready for the next two weeks?"
Tiffany gave a puzzled expression.
Emmanuel finally said something after all this; "We're all going to be training for the Zanpakutō Tournament!"
Omake #3
Me: Yay! I'm doing so well!
Tiffany: Good job, my jamakuso gaki of a Fukutaichou!
Me: Than- HEY! I'M NOT A TROUBLESOME BRAT!
Tiffany: *Chuckles and walks away*
Me: Wait! Don't walk away from me! Your author in this omake commands you!
*Tiffany stops and turns around*
Tiffany: DO you want a replay *Pulls out an semi-automatic Uzi* of the *Points it at my face* previous omake?
Me: *Shivers and faints*
Tiffany: Good boy. Emmanuel.
Emmanuel: Review please! *Puppy dog eyes attack!*
Tiffany: If that doesn't work, then...*Turns to YOU* You better click that button!