So here is another chapter. I sound so enthusiastic lately huh…probably cause im not getting any reviews….

Bleach belongs to tite kubo. The OC's belong to me and my friends.

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Chapter 10

Crossing the Line

Pyanfar was once again at her desk, scribbling a doodle on the edge of the paperwork. She had returned to her barracks early from the library because she had had an awful scare. She had been at the bottom level of the library and come across a book. Not just any book, a book written in a language that didn't exist to others. At least, it didn't exist to anyone but herself and her family because it was the language her family spoke; Catish. But it was what it said that had spooked her.

Written in the language that only she could read, Pyanfar had scanned the pages until she had seen a picture. Nearby it were the words; The day will come when the world will be in turmoil. An ancient and powerful warrior will return in another form, their memories remembered. The great king of darkness will fall to one knee and darkness will challenge darkness as the queens of light and shadow fight for the lives of others; be it passively or actively.

Pyanfar had looked at the picture again. It was hard to make out because it appeared to be many straight lines, like a claw stroked the paper with ink, like it had been carved into stone. It was pitiful but meaningful. In the picture was a huge cat-like beast with wings kneeling on one knee to another. The person being kneeled to was indistinct because they were overlaid with many creatures. One of the overlaying beasts appeared to be a cat, and then on top of it was a dragon, and then a human, and then another human, both almost identical.

Pyanfar had almost fainted again and had decided to return here to her barracks. It was better, but she was still shaking as she doodled. She was so tired; little sleep had come to her last night for the voice she continued to hear whispered to her in the waking world as well as her dreams.

The Captain sighed and yawned. I'll lay my head down, just for a second. She thought and proceeded to do so. She was asleep before her head even hit the table. But it didn't last long.

Heh, napping are we? You'll be so much easier to control.

Pyanfar shot up, eyes wide. She snapped to herself, "Shut up! Why won't you leave me alone!?"

The voice didn't respond. Sighing, Pyanfar returned to her doodle as Izuru walked in.

"Captain, were you talking to someone?" he asked.

Pyanfar glanced up then shook her head. "No, no one, why would you think there would be someone here. No one is here."

"Uh…yes Captain. Are you alright? You look dreadful." Izuru commented, "Maybe you should get some sleep."

"I'm fine! What makes you think I'm sick? I'm not sick. I'm fine, everything is fine. Fine as dandelions. Everything is just fine." Pyanfar replied defensively.

There was silence and Pyanfar glanced up at Izuru. His face was pale and he was looking at her strangely. The Captain blinked and asked, "I was rambling wasn't I."

He nodded slowly, the wary expression never leaving his face. Pyanfar rubbed the back of a hand over one eye and yawned. She nodded to Izuru and replied, "You're right. I need sleep. That's all."

He's going to sneak in and kill you. Why else would he suggest you go to sleep!

"SHUT UP!" Pyanfar snapped. Izuru stared at her wide-eyed.

"Ca-Captain, I didn't say anything." He protested.

I said that out loud dammit! Pyanfar realized. She shook her head and said, "J-Just leave me alone."

"Yes ma'am." Izuru said with a hasty bow. He was out of the room in a flash leaving Pyanfar with her troubling thoughts. That voice was suggesting something that was not true. The Captain dug her nails into the wood of her desk, then got up and sat at a window seat to stare out at the far horizon. The sun was setting, painting the girl's face with bright reds and oranges.

Something was wrong with her. She knew it. That voice, or whatever it was, was making the Captain more aggressive; Pyanfar remembered the urge to reach out and kill Momo on the way back to the barracks when the lieutenant had done nothing. She was growing into a danger for herself and for her friends. And yet, what could she do?

The Captain pulled out a book from under the window seat and flipped it open to a new page. She took the small pin that Izuru had gotten from the human world on one of his missions and punched the button on the top. She began to write. At first the letters were long and beautiful, but then they became short, almost like scratches. Slowly the words turned from her thoughts to another's and the language changed.

Si nac gh tutakama nye balos. Joo oota kuk.

Pyanfar shook her head and re-read what she had written and tears sprang from her eyes. This was awful. Terribly, horribly, awful. I can't let myself hurt them. Not after all they have done for me. I can't hurt them! I won't let myself!

Foolish girl. You cannot hope to elude me. You have no will in this battle. Those closest to you will all die and by your hand. Then I will emerge and destroy the rest of the slimy bastards and take my place as king!

Pyanfar looked out the window. Her heart broke as she realized what she had to do.