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Italics= thoughts

Bold= words are in Japanese

It's over, I'm definitely going to lose my bloody job. Was the only thought within Mrs. Merriweathing head as she watched her class plummet into chaos. 150 years of teaching goes up in smoke because of one student. Her somber gaze scanned the room taking note of all the pandemonium one Slytherin, Severus Snape, had created. The portal had begun to deposit buckets of sand til it began forming some ghetto interpretation of a beach. Merlin, I'm going to have to be a muggle teacher! I may even sink as low as teaching American muggles. She continued to predict her abnormally bleak future which, made her forget her surroundings and the persistent prods and pleads of her terrified students.

Those stupid gits, Potter and Black! Lily angrily thought as she push her way through the crowd and up the aisle toward the infamous class clowns, who like the everyone else were gawking at the suspicious portal waiting to see who or what was behind the screams. Wait 'til I get my hands on them! I'll…"AAAAAHHHHHH!" she screeched, causing all to divert their eyes from the portal. What the students saw was a terrifyingly pale skinned ginger and a random sword impaled into the floorboards about a millimeter away from her skull.

James seeing a chance to invade Lily's personal space rushed to her side. "Lily! Are you okay? Did you scrap anything? Anything bruised?" James rapidly said, as he reveled in the fact Snivilly almost hurt Lily. While helping Lily to her feet he happened to see Sirius analyzing the weapon with a scary level of intensity. Merlin…that is awesome. That puts even Godric's sword to shame. Sirius thought while simultaneously getting closer to the weapon. The sword had a navy blue hilt and a flawlessly sculpted and slender blade. A blade that was oddly further accentuated by the crusted blood coating it in several places. Think of all the dark wizards that could take down. However, before he could grasp the object of his desire, a desk exploded behind him!

All eyes turned to see…well, none knew what they were seeing. They could tell it was a young man and a girl however, that was the only thing normal about these two. Adorning their head and face were the skeletal pieces of beasts except, which beasts were still a mystery. Their clothing were rattier than any freed house elf known to have existed. They also had the most vibrant color of hair ever which, sorta reminded them of one of the Headmaster's robes. Both of the strangers had what seemed to be either tattoos or makeup decorating their faces. The man's were blue and located under each eye while the girl's was a pink strip set smack dab in the middle of her face. Both were heavily injured in a variety of ways both ranging from gashes to broken bones. Between the two though the man bore the bulk of the injuries especially, since he took the blunt of the desk damage. The most unsettling fact being that despite the immense damage the guy had accumulated, he was still moving!

S**t! S**t! F**king S**T! Just my luck too! I lose to Bitchigo and get his d**m pity. Then, Nnoitra sabotages me, only to finish with a miniature "Tres" Espada THROW UP ON ME! Now to further my humiliation, I'm in some place with literally no reishi! Aizen, I'm so weak my S**TY hierro isn't working! Grimmjow thought, as he slowly rose to his feet despite the blinding pain. Well at least the crash popped my back in to place…what the…Why DO I KEEP INCONTERING CHILDREN!

All were still and silent, all quite unsettled at seeing the stranger and the livid look donning his face. Most had fled the classroom to either save their bum or get help however, the more cowardly teens *ahem* Peter had an accident. Grimmjow was too preoccupied pulling the shards of desk out of his back to see the messy haired kid in glasses start approaching him.

"Prongs! Don't go over there! Prongs! Prongs!" Sirius silently screamed as he grabbed James' robe, stopping his best friend from getting closer to potential death. "I agree with Padfoot" Remus said, backing Sirius and aiding in restraining James. "Yeah, er what they said" Peter injected. "No, guys I do! Initiates contact and stuff to...uh show we're friendly. However, I do need you, Peter, to run and get the Headmaster or some teacher or another. Seeing as ours is doing nothing! " James retorted, as he scowled at Mrs. Merriweathing who was being utterly useless.

"*Ahem* hey…dude! How's it going? Do you need…um…help? We have a nurse who could get those gashes checked out." James hesitantly said, trying to put on his most charming smile as he escaped his friends and began cautiously approaching the stranger. The man whipped around faster than any golden snitch he's chased, his face quite puzzled. "Hi, I'm James Potter" his replied, his confidence slowly growing with each second.

"The hell you just say?" Grimmjow said, aggressively in being approached while he's so weak. "Where is this F**king place, anyway? Cause I was just in Hueco Mundo and then some garganta opens and swallows Nel and me. I mean S**t! Can't I get a GODD**M break for once?!" He said, all while simultaneously scanning the room for potential threats, enemies, and exits. The bloody hell this loon just say?! James thought, not understanding the language the man spoke. Was that Mermainese or goblin? He thought questionably, looking towards his classmates and pals for help.

Grimmjow, being the impatient and hostile man we all know didn't take several things well. 1. He was extraordinarily injured and losing power. 2. He was in an unknown place, surrounded. 3. He was being ignored. This lead to him needing an outlet for said anger (i.e. the glasses wearing bas***d in front of him.) Before, James could turn back and further question the man a hand clasped around his neck! "I said, WHERE THE F**K AM I?!" Grimmjow growled into James' face, his eyes bore the promise of violence. All eyes turned upon hearing a choked squawk only to see a murder in progress! They saw their talented Quidditch captain turning the shade of purple that could put a plum to shame which, was the result of the blue haired maniac's hand clutching his throat. This caused the previous pandemonium to return except, amplified by 100 with the last curious few fleeing out the door! "JAMES!" screamed Remus and Sirius in unison. Lily, seeing what was transpiring began aggressively poking and shaking Mrs. Merriweathing with all her might. While Sirius and Remus responded in searching their robes quite franticly for their wands.

Oh F**k! F**K! F**K! I don't want to die at the hands of this nutter! James thought, all while clawing at Grimmjow's hand and rapidly searching for his wand. I haven't graduated nor have I stopped the Dark Lord and his minions. I'll never fulfill my dream of marrying Lily and start a family! Merlin's beard, I don't want to die here with nothing memorable done! Someone…anyone SAVE ME!

However, just as our Seeker's vision started to blur and before his best friends could perform any hex, a DEUS EX MACHINA was employed (cause yeah, I'm the writer and I can do that s**t)! From the demonic portal's depths a new chorus of screams echoed and weirdly the voices seemed to be getting closer at break neck speed!

(To Be Continued…)

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