The Angel Of Death

A criminal that first appeared in Osaka, Japan. July 12, 2010.

The first victim was found at the bottom of a staircase to one of the temples, with the wings of an angel carved into his back.

Not too long after the first incident another victim was found in an alleyway in Shinjuku, the same wings carved into his back.

It continued on as such, the culprit moving to various areas of Japan in almost no time. It wasn't until later investigation, that the police discovered all of the victims were high ranking members of the Japanese underground syndicate. The Yakuza.

Because every victim had angel wings carved into their backs, the police started calling the killer The Angel Of Death.

The officer who was assigned the case, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques. Tried to keep as much information out of the news, but seeing as he was an undercover agent he couldn't show his face to the cameras. This being said he had just turned 16 years old when he started working with the Special Crimes Department.

Approximately a year after The Angel Of Death appeared, the murders suddenly stopped.

Grimmjow was taken off of the case, and stationed undercover in a school in Karakura. Where a strange incident had occurred. Six men were slaughtered in an alley way, there was a witness who claimed that they saw a boy in a school uniform go into that alley, but they didn't see him come out. The only useful information they had was that he had strangely colored hair.

Normal POV

Ichigo and Stacey were running as fast as their legs would carry them, the feeling of someone chasing them not leaving Ichigo's mind for a second. He just knew that they were being followed. By who, he didn't know. He just knew that they had to get away from whoever was chasing them or something might happen to Stacey, she was never in a completely stable state after one of these kinds of jobs. Or ever for that matter... But, she especially hated being followed.

Ichigo looked behind them, all he saw was a crowd of people going about their business. When he looked back in front of him, he saw Stacey. But she didn't have white and blue hair anymore, her hair was just past shoulder length and Blonde, although it did still have tiny bits of blue in it. She turned her head to face him, and held her hand out. In it was a white and blue wig. Ichigo laughed a little, and she smiled at him. Ichigo thought back to when he met Stacey.

(flashback)

Ichigo was walking home from school, when suddenly someone ran into him. They both toppled over, whoever ran into him landing on top. Faster than they were on top of him, they were off of him and standing. He glanced up to see a girl, looking back towards where she came from. She turned herself towards Ichigo, and held out her hand. It took Ichigo a moment to realize she was trying to help him up, slowly he reached for her hand. When he finally grabbed it, she heaved him up like he weighed absolutely nothing at all.

"Sorry about that." she whispered.

"Nah, its cool. I should've been looking where I was going in the first place." Ichigo replied.

Ichigo then took in her appearance, she wasn't much shorter than he was. She had short black hair, that framed an extremely pale face. She wore thick rimmed black glasses, and had bright green eyes. Ichigo leaned in close and took her glasses off of her face, trying to figure out what shade of green they were. She didn't even flinch, or pull away. She simply asked him a question.

"What are you doing?"

Ichigo suddenly realized what he was doing, and backed away from her face.

"Sorry! I've never seen someone with green eyes up close before, its not a very common eye color."

"I see. Can I have my glasses back now?"

"Oh! Sorry."

He handed her glasses back to her.

She placed them back on her face, and turned to look behind her again. Ichigo took notice when she clicked her tongue, and turned again to face him. No, she was looking behind him. It took a short while for Ichigo to notice this, and finally turned around to see what she was staring at. But it wasn't 'what' she was staring at, it was 'who' she was staring at. And Ichigo didn't seem too pleased to see who it was either. He turned only to find more of the people he really didn't want to see right now.

It was a group of punks that had tried to ambush him a few days ago, they failed miserably so he guessed they wanted revenge or something.

"Would you look at that, on our search for the bitch, we found the berry too." the one who seemed to be their 'leader' chirped.

Their 'leader' was a fairly tall guy, short black hair that hung just above his grey eyes. Ichigo knew that he knew his name, he introduced himself last time... what was it again?

"Maki."

Ichigo turned and looked at the girl, a mildly puzzled look on his face.

"That's his name."

"Right!" Ichigo exclaimed, lifting a finger up next to his head.

"Ahh, so it looks like you haven't forgotten me." Maki said calmly.

"We met like 30 minutes ago, how would I forget that quickly? Retard." the girl replied sarcastically.

"Retard...?" Maki question between clenched teeth.

"Yeah, retard. Because clearly that's what you are." she dead-panned.

"You're so gonna pay for that you emo bitch." Maki shouted angrily.

"Emo Bitch, huh?" she started, "Wow! That's so original. Did you come up with it yourself?" she continued, feigning amazement.

An angry tick formed on Maki's head as he stared at her. He lunged forward, but she stepped out of the way just before he hit her. Causing him to slam into a different person, whom was standing behind her. He turned back around to try and lung at her again, but he had a better idea. Instead of lunging at her, he threw something. A knife. Unfortunately for Maki, her reflexes were better than he expected. She caught the knife and threw it right back at him. Not expecting this, it caught him in the shoulder. He cried out in pain, lifting his hand up to pull the knife out.

"YOU BITCH! I'LL FUKING KILL YOU!" Maki shouted, enraged.

Maki lunged towards the girl again. This time with the knife in his hand. He managed to scrape her arm with it as she moved out of the way.

All was still in that moment. She glanced down at her arm, just as blood started to pour from the cut she had just received. Lifting her opposite hand, she lightly touched the wound. That was when the air around them began to change. The wind began to blow furiously, and all the birds and squirrels fled the area.

Maki stared at her, she was staring at the blood on her fingertips. He didn't know why but, he was too terrified to move from where he was standing.

She dropped her hand back down to her side. When she lifted her head, her eyes had changed they were a bright yellow on black. She bolted towards Maki, pulling a knife of her own out of her sleeve. But right as she got close to him, the black melted from her eyes and they went back to their usual green color. Maki took that opportunity to stab his knife into her stomach. He let go of the knife and stepped back. It was then that he began to shout nonsense about it being her fault, that she made him do it.

She glanced down at the blade protruding from her belly, blood dripping from her mouth. Lifting her head, she glanced at Ichigo. She gave him a light smile, and looked back at the knife. The glance had made Ichigo's breath hitch, he was worried about her. With a short staggering breath, she lifted her hand and placed it on the hilt of the knife, and pulled it out. She clasped her other hand over the wound, to prevent herself from bleeding out too quickly. She dropped the knife, and fell to her knees.

It was the that Ichigo jumped into action, no way was the son of a doctor going to let this girl die in the street. He pounced on Maki, and proceeded to pound him into the next century. Once he was done with Maki, he continued with the rest of the punks. He made short work of them. He rushed over to her, gently picking her up in his arms. And ran as fast as he could without hurting her, the rest of the way back to his house.

(end flashback)

Stacey turned back to look at Ichigo.

"What'cha thinkin about?" she questioned jokingly.

"Not much really." Ichigo replied softly.

"Okay," she turned back around placing her wig back on, "let's go to Las Noches then."

He knew what she meant by that, it was their plan in case someone heard what they were talking about. Not only is there a warehouse called Las Noches, but there's also a karaoke bar named Las Noches. It was owned by a good friend of theirs.

They quickly made their way around the corner and heading toward the karaoke place.

Grimmjow's POV

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I stared at my pocket, more so at the infernal contraption inside it. I really didn't want to answer my phone. But it might be important.

Giving up, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone and flipped it open.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Grimm."

"Hey Nnoi, what's up. Did you find anything?"

"Yah, those two I was tailin. I jus' saw 'em walk into Las Noches."

Wait what?

"Las Noches? I'm at Las Noches, how could they have walked in? I would've noticed."

"Yer at a karaoke bar?"

What?

"No, I'm at the fucking warehouse Las Noches. I didn't even think there was another place with the same name here."

"Ahh, tha' makes more sense."

"Yeah, I bet it does. Anyways, since when is there a karaoke bar named Las Noches?"

"Pretty sure it opened 'bout a month ago."

"Why's they call it Las Noches though? Well whatever, can you get in there and grab the girl so we can bring her in for questioning?"

"Yah, sure thin'. When ya gon' be back at tha' office?"

"I can't do the questioning, so I won't be back until after I'm done here. Just bring her to Starrk, he seemed pretty interested in her case."

"Gotcha, later Grimm."

"Yeah, bye."

I hung up the phone and sighed. This was going to be more annoying than I initially thought it would be. The fact that there's another place called Las Noches throws a bit of a wrench into the case, but that didn't change the fact that she was a missing person. Her family no doubt misses her. I just can't leave it alone, when a person goes missing and I can do anything about it, especially if they're girls because I know what sort of things can happen to a girl who's gone missing. I'll do anything in my power to make sure they're safe and get back to where they belong, if only to make it so people don't have to go through what I did.

Normal POV

It clearly hadn't yet dawned on either of them that Nnoitra couldn't do the questioning either.

Nnoitra made his way through the front doors of the Karaoke bar, and up to the counter. He looked at the person manning the register and was genuinely surprised, he didn't expect to run into him of all people in this kind of place. Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Yo Berry! Didn't know ya worked at a Karaoke Bar~!" Nnoitra shouted.

Ichigo turned around angrily.

"My name ain't Berry! And I only work here cause its my Uncle's shop." he replied in a huff.

"Yer Uncle?"

At this point Nnoitra looked like a one eyed puppy, what with the way he lightly cocked his head to the side. Ichigo had to stifle his laughter, but it was harder than he thought it would be. He snorted, quickly trying to cover his mouth so the other didn't think he was laughing. It didn't work.

"Was' so funny?" Nnoitra questioned, annoyed.

Ichigo waved his hand in front of himself.

"Nothing, Nothing... Anyways, what are YOU doing in a place like this? Didn't know you were into thing kind of thing."

The question seemed to catch Nnoitra off guard, he blushed and looked away. A very rare sight indeed.

"I-I'm not! I, uh. I'm just here looking f-fer someone."

You could tell he was struggling, by the way that he was actually pronouncing words fully instead of half assed. It wasn't that Nnoitra couldn't pronounce them, he just chose not to because it was easier to shorten most words.

Ichigo sighed leaning forward with his elbow on the counter and chin in his palm.

"And? Who might you be looking for?"

Nnoitra froze, he couldn't bring in the person he was looking for because he was undercover too. It didn't help that he didn't even know her name, and if he just said 'I'm looking for a girl with white and blue hair, I don't know her name but I need to talk to her.' he would either risk his cover being blown and thus being taken off of the case. Or, Kurosaki would think that he was a fucking stalker trying to lure an innocent girl into some strange situation she wouldn't want to be in. Either way, he was pretty much screwed no matter what he said.

He composed himself and looked back at Ichigo.

"Never mind, i's not tha' important. See ya at school Berry."

And with that Nnoitra turned giving a backwards wave as he left the building. Never once noticing the girl in the seat next to Ichigo. Despite the fact that she hadn't once taken her eyes off of him.

"He's the one." she whispered.

Ichigo glanced down at her. Her blonde hair looking darker in the current lighting, almost a b=very light brown.

"He was the one following us." she continued.

Ichigo looked back up at the door.

"Yeah."

AN: So. I've been gone a while haven't I? This chapter took me way too long to write, I wrote it didn't like it then repeated this process 8 times. That means I got almost no sleep, all for you~ Either way I hope you enjoyed it. I'm hoping I can update again soon, but knowing me I'll get writers block after half a chapter. Happens all the fucking time.

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