Author's note: I forgot to double space chapters before this one and hopefully I'll be better about it so the words don't crowd together. From this chapter out, they SHOULD be double spaced so it's not so crowded and I'm going to try to make the chapters slightly longer. Give me feedback on that idea please

I scowled at Urahara's response. Was it really that bad that I had no clue what a Vizard was? Or maybe he had just expected to have Ichigo say something to me by now. That didn't matter to me. What mattered now was finding out what a Vizard was and who this Shinji character is. Urahara explained to me what they were. I stared at him for a long time before I finally processed his words.

"So a Vizard is a Soul Reaper with hollow powers?" I finally said.

"Yes."

"So is that what I am?" I slowly asked.

Urahara hesitated before answering. "I'm not really sure yet. You're powers are still in development so it's too soon to tell."

I scowled. "What do you mean by that?"

He blinked at me. "Well, all I meant was I don't know if you're more Soul Reaper, or Hollow."

Terror ripped through me and I started shaking pretty badly. What did this mean for me? Would I become one of those things that go around eating people's spirits? Or would I become a regular Soul Reaper or some strange mix like this shady Shinji character? The first thought and the last thought scared me pretty badly. I'd rather be regular but the snickering distorted voice that suddenly appeared in my head confirmed the idea for me that it was unlikely for me to be a normal person. My life was going to be screwed up one way or another.

I heard the trap door to this room bang open loudly and I flinched. I looked up and saw Ichigo but I couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. But given the stiff set of his shoulders, and just how stiff he looked in general, he was probably in a bad mood. Fan-freaking-tastic. As if the whole thing with me being an unknown creature wasn't bad enough; now we had to deal with a grumpy Ichigo.

He seemed to be grumbling to himself as he approached us. I just watched him carefully, not entirely sure what else to do. He stopped a few feet away from Urahara and me, confusion clouding his face.

"I told her what a Vizard is. Since you didn't for reasons I clearly don't understand." Urahara said.

Ichigo glowered at him. "I was going to tell her. I just had to talk to Shinji for longer than I thought."

I didn't say anything, and I wasn't sure if I believed him or not. I should be better than that but it made me wonder if he was keeping anything else from me deliberately and just wasn't ready to tell me. This made no sense because I was sure I could handle anything. But maybe he was keeping something from me that I probably couldn't handle. I didn't know what to think anymore.

Ichigo looked at me. "So you understand what this means for you right?"

I shrugged. "Urahara said it's too early to tell what I'm going to turn into?"

Ichigo frowned and glared at Urahara. "Did you really say that to her?"

Urahara sighed. "Yes, because it's the truth. Honestly."

Ichigo continued to glare at him. I sighed. "Honestly, Ichigo, it's better to hear the truth then some lie to comfort me. I can handle it."

He turned to look at me but didn't say a word. I kept my eyes on him, so he couldn't see the fact that my strong conviction about wanting the truth was hanging on by a thread. I felt like I was going to explode. Maybe even scream. I wasn't sure and the fact that the Hollow's laughter just echoed through my head made me shudder in fear and I was creeped out. She was getting loud, and annoying, and probably was stronger than me.

Ichigo frowned; he noticed I shivered. "You alright?"

"She won't shut up." I said and shuddered again.

Ichigo sighed in frustration. "Maybe we should go see the Vizards. I'll go talk to Shinji."

I stood up quickly. "I'll come with you."

He sighed unhappily but didn't protest and I followed him to the ladder. After he was through the door, I hurriedly went up the ladder and Urahara came up after me and then closed the door. Ichigo tensed up as we went outside and I noticed Shinji was just standing there, his arms crossed, waiting patiently. I saw Ichigo's face and I realized that maybe he was expecting Shinji to have left, and was a little irritated that he had stayed in the same spot the entire time.

"So I assume you want my help." Shinji asked boredly, as if expecting this.

"It's not up to me." Ichigo looked directly at me right then.

I didn't answer right off. Is this what I really wanted? But when I heard the Hollow's anguished howl in my head that made my decision for me. "Yes, I want your help."

The Hollow began protesting rather loudly in my head, which caused my head to throb, but she didn't care she wasn't going to let me do this easily. She kept shrieking and howling, causing me to wince, until I finally screamed at her to shut up and then Yoso began occupying her. For that I was grateful, I couldn't take any more of that distorted howling and screaming any more than I had to.

I ignored the concern on Ichigo's face and looked at Shinji. He was watching me with a bored expression, which was annoying, and then he finally uncrossed his arms.

"Alright this way." He started walking.

I sucked in a deep breath and began walking. I felt Ichigo take my hand and squeeze it gently. I intertwined my fingers with his, glad that he was with me. I already knew for a fact that I couldn't do this alone. I'd lose my mind if I had to do this alone. Shinji was walking quite a bit faster than us, fast enough to be quite a ways ahead, but not fast enough to disappear from sight. Maybe he just wasn't a people person and that's why he was walking so far away from us.

Eventually he walked into this abandoned warehouse area and we soon caught up. He was heading for this huge abandoned looking, windowless building.

I took another deep breath, and walked forward.