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Sorry that this update is so late Life got in the way. Sudden illness, school grades and work, family issues, a car accident and a severe case of writers block can do tons to prevent me from doing what I love; writing this story. But it's all-good now.

So as to my promise here ya go chapter 4.

WARNING CONTAINS MASSIVE SPOILERS IF YOU HAVE NOT BEEN KEEPING UP WITH THE WEEKLY UPDATES OF THE BLEACH MANGA!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, if I did I wouldn't be writing fanfiction… Though I do own my OC Alicia Johnson and the zanpaktou, they are of my own creation please don't use them with out my own permission. And since were on that topic don't steal this story… I might be forced to induce bodily harm if you do…

Anyway ON TO CHAPTER 4!

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Chapter 4: Explanations part 1

All were shocked and stunned at the sudden plea coming from the strange new enigma, and could only watch in silence as events, all to similar to what Ichigo had gone through, played out like a T.V show rerun.

The girl's screams raked at their eardrums causing some to wince. They watched in awe and horror as a mask reminiscent to that of a masquerade ball mask formed around her eyes and nose. The binding kido around her arms suddenly exploded around her arms with a loud bang, leaving her now free appendages to claw at the forming mask.

Tessai opened his mouth to warn them that he had to initiate the final stages of the high level kido only to be caught speechless as the screeches died down and came to a close. And as suddenly as the sounds died Alicia disappeared from their line of sight and reappeared on the other side of the hole in a cloud of dust.

What they saw sent a wave of fear down their spines.

A twisted and demonic yet elegant and stunning white masquerade ball mask sat on her face obscuring her eyes and most of her face from view leaving only her jaw line and mouth exposed. Three flares on each side of the mask gave it a horned like appearance. Her once auburn hair now streaked with bright flares of white and neon blue; a testament to the two demons residing in her soul. Her body, clad in the standard black shinigami shihakshou stood slightly in a crouch, her hand clutching what she had gone down in the pit to gain in the first place.

A sheathed daito.

The sheath itself was breath taking. Its color ranging from the darkest to the lightest shade of gray giving it the appearance of storm clouds. When shifted in the light silver jagged streaks could be seen trailing across the long case. If one looked close enough they could see how the streaks weren't stationary rather they flickered as if alive. The guard seemed to resemble storm clouds as well, only engraved in to it was a body of a wolf with arcs of electricity dancing around the beast and cloud.

The hilt ran with the rest in that the main color was a dark gray with streaks of a lighter shade. Infused with that gray were shocks of bright electric blue.

They all watched in tense horror as instead of taking off the mask she began to slowly unsheathe the blade. The sound of metal sliding against wood filled the silent grounds with an eerie hiss. Ichigo and Renji promptly unsheathed their own weapons and settled in to defensive stances blades held out in front of them expecting the worst.

Quarter way into drawing her weapon Alicia froze tremors shaking her body. Slowly, oh so very slowly, her left hand came off the hilt and went up to her mask. Resting her fingers on the smooth white bone-like material, for a split second her fingers twitched indecisive of their next movement, then she moved the mask higher up on her face and placing it on the top of her head revealing her eyes. Bright and demonic gold and black eyes scanned the surrounding area and the audience.

Needless to say all those in attendance sighed in relief and relaxed their tensed muscles.

"Well it seems that you now owe us an explanation as to how much you know." Urahara chirped.

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Coming to with the feeling of not being in control of your own body isn't the nicest thing to wake up to.

I was there yet I wasn't and I didn't fully get why until I felt my right arm grip what ever I had in my hand tightly and my left grab something soft and pull slowly.

'Woah wait what?'

Immediately I pushed on what ever was there in my mind and succeeded. My sense of touch came back to me like hitting a brick wall while everything else was nonexistent. The feel of the mask light yet noticeable on my face, the weight of something in my hands, and the feel of loose clothing almost made me mentally stumble in shock. Almost immediately I brought my hand up to my face somewhat slowly, my arms felt like jell-lo. Upon reaching my face the cool feel of the mask sent chills down my spine, part of me wanted to rip it off while another part screamed in protest of even thinking of taking the precious mask off. So I compromised and slid it up my face, almost immediately I was sent reeling with the return of sight and sound.

Everything was crystal clear. I could see details that would have been impossible to see before.

Vaguely I realized I was situated in a crouch and unconsciously straightened out.

To say that I was slightly dazed was the understatement of the day.

I looked down to finally see what was in my hand. My breath hitched in my throat. The hilt guard and sheath of my new found zanpaktou were breath taking. If I didn't know that they were real I wouldn't have believed it.

I brought my head up to stare at those whom I knew were watching; four pairs of eyes intently watching each and every movement. With one fluid movement I grasped the hilt of my zanpaktou and re-sheathed it with a satisfying click inwardly amazed at how everything physical came easier as if gravity's grip had loosened on my body. Holding the sheathed weapon in my left hand my gaze meandered around the large expanse of underground

My eyes locked with Ichigo's, understanding and uncertainty swimming in his amber pools. I wanted to smack him, looking at me like I was helpless.

Breaking eye contact I smiled, outwardly hiding the roller coaster my emotions were going through. I had my power, I had a partner, and though I was literally a ticking time bomb I felt amazing.

"So I promised you all an explanation didn't I?" I half giggled.

They all exchanged glances before Urahara casually walked toward me, face hidden behind his fan.

"Yes, yes you did Johnson-san Why don't we get up to the top of the shop and talk about this over some tea." He replied cheerily.

I sighed in exasperation as he passed me but fell into step behind him noticing how fluid and easy everything felt. The short-ish walk to the 'round table' was filled with a terse silence, questions and uneasiness hung in the air like a mist. Inwardly I moaned.

'Just wonderful… I have no damn clue as to how I'm going to explain this... Hey so I'm not from this universe and your lives are posted weekly in a manga series… a very popular manga series.'

Resisting the urge to bang my head against a wall I sat down and waited for everyone to be seated with a steaming cups of tea situated in front of us. I focused my gaze on the wood patterns of the table next to my steaming cup of tea, uneasiness rolling through me in waves. I noticed that all eyes seemed to be trying to bore holes into my skull, as if the answers were written on my face and forehead.

'Nice try but I'm not that easy to read.' I mentally sighed.

Placing my elbow on the table and resting my temple on the edge of my upturned palm I returned their gazed with an irritated glare. God I feel Bi-polar.

"So are we just going to sit here and you stare at my skull? Because I'm sure the answers you're looking for are written in black ink all over my forehead." I drawled out, sarcasm literally dripping off my tone. Idly I wondered how I was able to speak and understand Japanese, again.

The response was immediate. Urahara blinked a few times in what I guess was embarrassment for being caught staring, Renji stuttered something incoherent before redirecting his annoyed gaze toward the cup situated in front of him, Ichigo's scowl just deepened... if that was possible, and Yoruichi's face broke out into a chessire grin scaring the bejeebus out of me.

"So how much do you know about the Gotei 13?" Renji asked trying to sound authoritative and failing miserably

"Enough," I blandly responded.

I watched in slight amusement as the muscles in his jaw clenched in irritation.

'Wait... back up... Amusement? Since when did I enjoy watching people get irritated? Ah well, not much I can do about it now.'

"What do you mean by enough brat?" Renji ground out.

I rolled my eyes before catching his glare with one of my own, exhaustion chose that very moment to hit me like a sack of potatoes and greatly soured my mood.

"Enough to know about every damn Captain, Vice-Captain, and for some of them the extent of their zanpaktou release." I growled out irritation slowly creeping its way up my gut.

"How did you get a hold of this information?" He asked slight trepidation making his voice waver only ever so slightly.

"I have my sources." I replied with a sardonic grin.

Yeesh what is wrong with me?

His reaction was priceless. Tattooed eye brows shot up into his red hair line and eyed widened in shock. Apparently I'm not supposed to know that much and have suspicious sources, which happen to be a manga... to bad I don't care to elaborate on that at the moment.

With that said the Vice-Captain of Squad 6 stood up and left the room. Now I was confused. What happened to the witty comment that stupid pineapple usually throws? My gaze never left his rigid form at he walked out of the front of the store and created a Senkaimon. Now it was my turn to show shock and a tinge of fear as the turning gears in my head churned out a possible reason for him just up and leaving.

"I'm so screwed." I moaned silently.

A/N: I'm sssoooo sorry about the length! I was re reading this chapter and realized how bad it was past this point and at this moment I'm dying to get at least part of the chapter up so I cut it off here. It doesn't help that past here I literally have run into a steal wall of writers block and am trying everything I can to piece the rest of the chapter together.

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