Hi there my lovely readers,
I'm turning toward you with the question for help, once again.
I'm a few chapters ahead in writing and found myself at a problem I need to solve.
So far you all know that there is a kind of hierarchie in the Vampire Society, which I plan to explain a bit, later.
All steps in the hierarchie have it's own describtion, but now I made up a new step and can't come up for a name.
That's were you're asked, just send me any names you come up with and I'll choose the one that matches best.

I'll give you a little example,
The turned Vampires, are the Pawns in my hierarchie
So something like that.

Ok enough of my blabbering, enjoy the chappy ^^

See Ya
Shiro Yue

Maybe several years ago, Lucifer had began to wonder, what god was planning, as he watched a child being born in the middle of the night, under the shine of a crimson full moon.
He wondered, whether the child was a threat or not.
Whatever it was he would have to wait how things played out, since he couldn't do anything about it, from his place in hell.
Lucifer moved his gaze from the sphere from which he watched earth, his eyes falling on the thick layers of ice of the seventh circle of hell that surrounded him.
The chains that held him in this place, the chains binding him to his contract with Satan, jingled lightly at the movement.
"Which side will you enter the stage from, little one?"

Present

Ichigo woke with a groan, his neck pulsed and ached and at first he didn't know why, until the memory came back to him.
His senses were immediately on alert, his eyes snapping open and his balance senses telling him he lay sideways on a soft surface.
The young adult tried to push himself up, only to find himself unable to and the uncomfortable, restricting feeling of something wrapped around his arms and upper body registered finally.
After a bit of a struggle he managed to sit up and looked around.

He sat in a room on a sofa of a booth, that was located in the middle of said room.
Around it was nothing but empty space, until maybe 5 meters to every side, the walls appeared.
There was only one door,in front of him, but no windows and the only other furniture than the booth, was a low table in the center of it and a desk with a office chair, standing at the wall opposite of the one with the door.

Just when he wanted to stand up and go to bang at the door, to make himself noticed, the wooden portal opened and four people entered, one after another.
The first was Urahara, followed by the one who had attacked the young man, and the others Ichigo didn't know, a red head and a busty chick.
He kept silent until the people all had found a seat, but he didn't refrain from sending everyone a deathly glare.
Urahara took a seat in an armchair across from Ichigo, leaning back into the soft back and smiling invitingly at the orangette.
"I'm glad you're finally awake. I guess you have a lot of questions."
Ichigo growled, sitting up straight he taunted.
"Let's start with, where the fuck I am, why I'm wrapped in duct tape, what you want and who these other jokers are, neh, Urahara-san?"

The blonde sighed, about the aggressiveness of Ichigo.
"You are at our headquarter. We bound you so you wouldn't get violent and we could have a more or less civilized talk, because we want you to join us. And these jokers, like you said, are Neliel, Shuuhei and Renji, my and hopefully soon your, comrades."
Ichigo nodded.
"Ok. So just to make that clear, you have me attacked in the middle of a street, knocked me out when I refused to come with you and kidnapped me, bound me with duct tape and want me to join you."
They all kept silent, waiting for the teen to get to his point.
"Like hell I will join you!"
With that he jumped up and ran toward the door, the redhead grabbed him halfway and Ichigo kicked his leg out behind him, hitting the mans family jewels.
He ran onward when Renji let go of him, crouching on the floor in pain, but Ichigo would never make it to the door.
In front of him the woman, Neliel, appeared and caught him in an embrace, suffocating Ichigo in her big breasts.

The next thing the orangette knew was, that he sat on his place again, with his legs taped as well.
"Now, that wasn't nice Ichigo. We don't mean anything bad."
Urahara scolded him in a light tone and when he wanted to make a snide reply, he noticed that he had tape on his lips as well.
"I'm sorry Ichigo, but this time you'll have to listen and I don't want to get interrupted."
The blonde cleared his throat, than talked again.
"I also apologize for the way we deal with this situation, but it is very important that you understand why we act like that. Weather you join us or not is beside the point. You are one of us."
Urahara caught the questioning look of Ichigo, he leaded back and began to tell the tale once again.
"We are members of a very old order. It may sound strange to your ears, but we've been given a task by god. Long ago he send one of his archangels to find strong humans and give them the strength to hunt the breed of a fallen inhabitant of heaven. You are the incarnation of one of the chosen ones and you have no other choice than to join us and maybe we finally can erase those vile creatures from earth."

Ichigos look showed Urahara, that he didn't understand, nor believe a thing he said.
That confused the man, because of one fact.
"I wonder, why you look at me like that. You should know that I'm telling the truth. You have memories in you that you don't deem your own, don't you?"
Ichigo shook his head, 'no' and Uraharas eyes widened.
Never had anything like that happened, normally they would remember at least pieces of their last life, maybe even the reason of their death, but that one didn't have any?
No wonder he wouldn't believe them.
The blonde removed the tape from Ichigos lips and the teen moved them a bit to get rid of the nasty feeling on them.
"Then, did anything strange happen lately, no matter what, it could be important."
Ichigo had a bunch of things pop up in his head, but he wouldn't tell Urahara anything.
The orangette, thought he and his pals just were some crazy lunatics, maybe terrorists.

"It's nothing of your -. Ishida?"
Just now, Ichigos friend since junior high entered the room, an old leather bound book under his arms and pushed his lenses up.
What did he do here?
"Have you gotten anywhere, yet?"
Ishida asked, ignoring his long time friend completely.
"Unfortunately not. He seems to be a very special case. Do you want to give it a try?"
The young slayer nodded and sat down beside Ichigo, he talked in a soft voice to the orange top.
"I know that all this is really confusing, Ichigo. When they came to me I didn't believe them at first as well, but you know, those memories I have, didn't leave much room for arguments."
"I told you already, I don't have some crazy memories. Why are you even here Ishida?"
"I am a Gabriel's child and you are one as well, that's why. Look here, this book tells the story about everything. It is something like our bible."
Ichigo suddenly was more open minded, since his friend had appeared and Urahara thought that they should have let the youngster talk with Ichigo from the beginning, rather than try and force their new comrade to believe some strangers.

Ishida removed the tape from around Ichigos arms and the young man took the book.
He opened it carefully and looked over the little letters, that he couldn't decipher.
Some pages ahead there was an illustration, taking up the space of one page.
Ichigo caressed over the faded colors, the image pulling on his insides.
It looked exactly like what he had dreamed of, a dragon fighting with an angel.
He turned some more pages until an other picture appeared, the dragon lying on the ground and blood pooling around him, from which the first formless shadows arose.
When Ichigo had found the next image he looked at the angel sending rays of lights down to the shadows, some of them burning, others already falling to ash.
"This rays are a symbol of the chosen humans, There are twenty of them, just as many as we used to be."
Ishida explained.
"What is the dragon than, and what are these shadows?"
"The dragon is the symbol for the angel Lucifer. He had fallen after a fight with Michael and in his wrath to god he created that, which is only shown as a shadow. They call themselves Lucifer's children, we use the term, Vampire."

Ichigo looked up to the gathered people.
"Vampires?"
They all nodded.
"You wanna make fun of me?"
Again they nodded, but this time in deny.
"Ok, Let's say you are hunters, chosen by god. And let's say there are Vampires. Than why don't I remember anything, like you tell me you do?"
No one had an answer to that, so Ichigo shrugged it off telling them with a sigh.
"Fine, I believe you guys. So what now?"
That surprised them and Urahara asked.
"Why the sudden change of mind?"
Ichigo pointed toward his friend beside him.
"Him. It's because Ishida...well... Ishida is Ishida. I mean, that he is much to rational to join some crazy people when there wasn't some truth about everything."
He than pointed at the book the dark haired youngster had taken back.
"And, because of what I've seen in there. The illustrations are far to similar to what I dreamed of, to be mere coincidence."
Urahara rose from his seat, his smile back in place.
"Welcome in our middle. We shall start with giving you a weapon and than train you to hunt Vampires."
Ichigo rose as well, looking a bit unsure as he replied.
"Yeah, sure."

With that he followed the blonde and he was lead down some corridors, until the came to a single door.
"Behind this, we kept what was once yours."
He opened and Ichigo entered, finding a broken sword laying on a satin cushion.
A name popped up in his mind.
"Saigetsu."
Urahara chuckled, than placed a hand on the younger ones shoulder.
"I see that your memories aren't entirely lost. Maybe you just need some things to trigger them. So what do you want to do with it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like it is now, you can obviously not use it. We can either repair it, forge a new weapon of it or toss it away and we find you something else."
Ichigo stood a moment before the pieces of his old weapon, than he said.
"I don't know yet."

Chapter 10
End