Outsider Chronicles: BLEACH/Kaleid liner Prisma Karin

Getting reborn as a girl was...odd. Getting reborn as the younger sister of a Shonen hero was...unexpected to say the least. Oh well, I never wanted to be a hero anyway. Wait, what was that about Class Cards?

So yeah, this idea is...odd I admit, but I couldn't resist. Originally, this was going to be similar to my Madoka Prisma idea with the Class Cards somehow appearing in Karakura town, but I decided to change it to something that requires less handwavyness. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

You know, there are a few ways I imagined dieing, but choking to death and sashimi was not one of them. To make matters worse, my last thought as my brain starved of oxygen was 'I wish I'd told the chef to hold the wasabi'. Not the most poetic last thought, is it? Of course, death was not the end for me or I wouldn't be sitting here, dictating this to you, now would I? No, instead, the next thing I became aware of was being pushed out of my Mothers uterus and being convinced that something was very, very wrong. I was proven right a few moments later when my barely mature baby ears picked up the first words of my new life.

"Congratulations, its a girl!"

Welp, this is certainly going to be...interesting, but I could deal. What I couldn't deal with was what my new Mother cooed when I was handed to her.

"Welcome to the world, Karin Kurosaki."

Oh...shit.

And with the revelation that I was screwed from day one, I did the only thing I could and started bawling at the top of my tiny lungs.

Urg, anyway, even with my Soul making me a tad more aware than other babies, my new bodies brain was (thankfully) much too undeveloped to actually remember what it was like growing up, thank god. That said, once I could remember everything, I found that growing up as a little girl wasn't all that different than growing up as a boy. Then again, what was I expecting? I was still mentally male and, although I wasn't experiencing too much dysmorphia, which suggested that my physical body was having an affect on me, I wouldn't find out just how much that would increase or not until I reached puberty...oh hell, that's not going to be fun.

As you can probably guess, I had been reborn as Ichigo's younger sister which was...interesting. I happened to share my Brothers affinity for seeing ghosts and I admit that I was occasionally tempted to see if I could access any Spiritual Powers, but I always resisted. I wasn't particularly interested in being involved in the story more than I had to. What? Just because I'd been reborn, doesn't mean I have to do more than I absolutely have to.

To be completely honest, there aren't really that many stories of my childhood that are worth telling. I went to school, suffered through the death of my Mother (which I will NOT be going into) and put up with my Dads antics. Nothing unusual at all. In fact, absolutely nothing odd happened right up until the day that Ichigo became a Soul Reaper. That was also when my life got...strange to say the least.

After Dad and Ichigo finished their spat and Ichigo headed to bed, I headed to my room to finish off some homework while Yuzu was finishing up with the chores. I did offer to help, but she always told me not to bother. However, instead of being able to focus, I found myself staring out of the window, deep in thought. Considering I'd get attacked by a monster in the not too distant future, can you blame me for being distracted?

Despite my decision long ago to not get involved with the events of Bleach, I couldn't help but wonder if maybe I shouldn't try to help. On one hand, there wasn't much I could do without some kind of power, which I lacked, or telling Ichigo some of the future events which would be...difficult. On the other hand, Bleach was one of those stories where the events did end in the heroes favour most of the time, even if the Blood War did go off the rails somewhat, so it wasn't really necessary.

"Heh, it could be cool though," I muttered as I watched a shooting star streak across the sky, "I wonder what kind of power I'd actually have…"

I quickly shrugged that off and turned my attention back to my book. Might as well at least try to get something done. However, before I could do anything, my peripheral vision spotted something through my window. I turned my head and blinked when I saw that the shooting star I'd noticed a moment ago was streaking across the sky in a way that was not natural in the slightest. I sat up and lent on the windowsill, opening the bay window to get a better look. There was something...odd about the way it was moving, almost like...it was controlled or something. Then, the light took a 90 degree turn and started shooting towards me at high speeds. My eyes barely had time to widen, before I had to duck below the window ledge to avoid being brained by the fast moving object.

I spun around, my arms already moving into a defensive position, but before I could, I froze in complete and utter shock at what was now floating in my room.

"Oh my, those are some rather impressive reflexes you have there," said the newcomer, "Yes, I believe you will do nicely."

Said newcomer was a green stick that looked like something out of a Magical Girl Anime with a lightning bolt shaped charm hanging from the end and a seven pointed star inside the circle shaped head that was framed by a pair of zigzag shaped wings sticking out the sides.

"Ahhhhh, wut?" I said, not entirely sure what to make of the bizarre sight.

"Ah, allow me to introduce myself," said the stick, "I am the Kaleidostick Magical Emerald."

"Uhhh, nice to meet you?" I said, feeling a sinking feeling in my gut, "Um, do you need something?"

"As it happens, I do," said Emerald, "See, I have been sent to this world by my creator to find a suitable Master! And from what I can see, you're the perfect choice!"

By now my stomach was somewhere downstairs and I was starting to feel a little nervous. Scratch that, I was scared out of my mind! Seriously, Bleach was one thing, but getting involved with anything Zelretch had come up with was practically guaranteed to cause problems down the line! Plus, I really didn't like the idea of being a hero in any capacity and joining up with Emerald was a good way to end up being just that. Literally.

"With that in mind, I'd like you to make a contract with me and become a Magical Gi…"

"No way!"

Emerald jolted back in the air.

"Wha...but why!?" she spluttered, "Surely every girl dreams of becoming a Magical Girl!"

I snorted.

"As much as I might like Anime, I've always found the idea of being a hero to be more than a little silly," I said, "Why should I put myself in harms way for someone else."

I let out a huff.

"Honestly, I'm perfectly happy to be just a normal girl."

Emerald floated there for a moment, before drooping slightly.

"I see," she said, "Well, I can see you're determined, so I won't try to force the issue. I guess I'll keep looking."

I blinked as she flew out the window. Well, that was easy. I watched as the Kaleidostick drifted away, still drooping and looking as dejected as a living magic wand could. I felt my heart constrict slightly at the sight and for a moment I was tempted to call her back. She looked so damn sad, it was nearly unbearable.

However, before I could give into the urge, I shoved it down as hard as I could. Being a Magical Girl would be worse in some ways than being a Quincy or Soul Reaper. Weakened or not, Servants are stupidly powerful and I had no real interest in fighting any. Still, I admit that the idea was somewhat attractive, if only so I could fly…

BOOM!

The sudden sound from downstairs yanked me out of my musings. I shot to my feet and sprinted downstairs, just in time to see Dads back explode in a shower of blood as the Hollow attacked. Instantly, I froze in horror, both at the sight of the blood, and at the sight of the Hollow. I couldn't see it clearly, but what I could see was utterly terrifying.

I'm not entirely sure if I can describe what seeing a Hollow for the first time was like. It was terrifying, but not in the way I was expecting. Instead of being scared of the fact there's a huge invisible monster trying to eat me, the fear was much, much deeper than that, completely bypassing the logical parts of my brain and hitting the deep, reptilian part of my hindbrain and froze me in place. At that moment, it struck me just what Ichigo would have to face in the future. These weren't simply monsters, they were something that Mortals weren't meant to see, completely beyond the comprehension of most Humans and I don't just mean because Humans couldn't typically see Souls.

Then, the Hollow turned its attention on me.

"Ahhh, what do we have here?" it rumbled, "A tasty morsel to whet my appetite before the main course."

Before I could react, it reached out and plucked me from the ground. That got me to wake up pretty damn quick and I immediately started struggling, not that it did much good.

"KARIN!"

I stopped struggling long enough to look over at the source of the voice and spotted Ichigo standing at the bottom of the stairs with a look of horror on his face.

"ICHIGO, HELP!" I screamed, not feeling even remotely embarrassed by the scream.

I think it's perfectly acceptable to be scared out of one's mind when one is being manhandled by an invisible monster.

The Hollow responded to my scream by squeezing hard enough that I felt my ribs creak. The last thing I saw before I passed out was a flash of metal and a spray of blood.

The next day I woke up with a horrified shriek that nearly scared the life out of Yuzu.

"Oh goodness Karin, don't scare me like that!" said my sister as I tried to get my heartbeat under control, "Are you alright?"

"I...yeah, I'm fine," I said, "Just...just a nightmare."

"Well, don't worry about it," said Yuzu, "Nightmares are only dangerous in your sleep."

She smiled and skipped out of the room, leaving me to flop back against my pillow and stare at the ceiling. Unfortunately, my nightmare wasn't one that was limited to the darkness of night, not when I knew for a fact that it was real.

Later, after helping my family clear up some of the mess caused by the Hollow attack, I excused myself when the workmen arrived and wandered off. Ichigo and Yuzu had headed to school, but I was much too distracted to even think about studying right now. Instead, I headed for the park and lay down on a bench in a quiet part of the park to do some thinking.

Ever since I'd realized just who and where I was, I had basically decided that I wouldn't be getting involved in the events of Bleach unless I absolutely had to. Certain events I probably couldn't avoid, but if I kept well away from training my Spiritual Powers (whatever I actually had), I'd hopefully be able to avoid most of them.

However, that was before I'd seen a Hollow.

Now I wasn't sure if I could just leave it to Ichigo and his friends. Oh don't get me wrong, I still wasn't eager to pick a fight with anyone stupidly powerful, but the idea of being helpless when confronted by something like that again...no, I don't think I could do that. On the other hand, what could I do? Sure, Chad and Orihime became powerful rather quickly, but I'm pretty sure there were external reasons for that. I had no idea how to trigger something like that, although I suppose I could always approach Hat and Clogs about some training…

"Ah, there you are!"

My eyes shot open and I sat up to see Emerald floating a short distance away, somehow giving the impression of a disapproving look, despite her lack of face. For a moment, I stared at her, a slightly crazy plan stirring in my head.

"I've been looking everywhere for you!" said Emerald, "I saw what happened to your house and was worried…"

"Emerald, can you affect Spiritual beings?" I asked, cutting off the Kalidosticks worried ranting.

The Mystic Code looked a little taken aback by the sudden question and bent in a way that suggested a confused look.

"I certainly can," she said, "But why would you…"

"Could you make me strong enough to fight them?" I asked, cutting her off again.

Emerald bent the other way.

"Certainly," she said, "Very few things can match a full powered Kalido Magical Girl. Why do you ask?"

I sat still for a moment, weighing over the decision I was about to make. On one hand, this would put me in a lot of danger, the likes of which I'd been intending to avoid, but on the other, it'd give me enough power that I wouldn't be a sitting duck. After a moment, I made my decision and got to my feet.

"I'll do it," I said.

"I beg your pardon?" said Emerald.

"I'll be your Master," I said, "I...I don't know what you actually want me to do as a Magical Girl, but I don't want to be a sitting duck again if one of those monsters attacks."

Emerald stared at me for a moment, before she slowly shifted in a way that suggested a massive smile.

"Why, this is excellent news!" she said, "I am sorry for how it came about, but I am relieved that you came around!"

I took a deep breath and hoped that I wasn't making a huge mistake.

"Alright, how do we do this?" I asked.

"Hold out your hand," said Emerald.

I did as I was told, before snatching it back with a yelp as she did something that opened up a small cut on my finger. A drop of blood welled up, which she swept away with one of her wings.

"Our blood creates our Contract," she said as she offered me her shaft, "Touching me makes you my Master."

I swallowed and grabbed her before I could change my mind.

"Finally, your name seals the pact," she said, "Now, tell me your name."

I took another deep breath and steeled myself as I took a hold of her with both hands.

"My name is Karin," I said, "Karin Kurosaki!"

"Registration complete!" chirped Emerald, "Now you are my Master!"

My vision was filled with a kaleidoscope of light.

Compact full open, Mirror World circuits, maximum engage!

I was floating through a golden plane full of falling sparks, my body nude and glowing brightly as energy flowed through me, making me feel stronger than ever before. A pulse of light erupted from me, turning the sparks closest green. I reached out and grabbed on, the soft energy shifting into an orb of purple light that covered my hands in dark blue energy that formed into green, elbow length gloves, before I brought my hands together and another, shorter pair of white gloves appeared.

Next was my top and skirt, followed by my boots and headband to keep my hair out of my eyes. Transformation done, I turned and struck a pose.

Introducing, Kaleido Liner Prisma Karin! TADAAAAA!

I slowly floated down, my eyes wide at the feeling of power that flowed through me. Then, I looked down and let out a yelp of shock. As you might expect, my Magical Girl outfit was green and yellow and consisted of a green dress with golden lightning bolts over my collar bone with no sleeves, gloves, thigh high stockings with a yellow lightning bolt design up the seem, green boots with jagged tops and yellow around the top and soles and finally a green cloak that was split like Illya's with a jagged shape and golden lightning bolt shaped charms attached to the tips. My headband was green with a pair of golden lightning bolts just above my ears.

"Huh, this isn't actually too bad," I said as I twisted around to get a better look, "I kinda like it."

"Thank you, I worked hard on the design," said Emerald, sounding pleased.

I finished up my self examination and dropped back onto the bench.

"Alright Emerald, now that's done, can you tell me about those Hollow things?" I asked.

Hey, it couldn't hurt.

"Ah, of course," said Emerald, "But first, I should fill you in on a few things about this world…"

She proceeded to let me in on the fact that Hollows and Soul Reapers were a thing, in addition to a few other tidbits I already knew thanks to my meta-knowledge.

"Well, that was certainly…a lot," I said once she was done, "So…what now?"

"Now we get you trained," said Emerald, "A Magical Girl with no training is no use to anyone."

I took a deep breath.

"Alright, lets get started," I said.

"An excellent idea~!"

"EEP!"

I nearly jumped out of my skin and spun around to the source of the voice. I was utterly unsurprised to see that it was Urahara, although quite why he was here I didn't know.

"Um, who are you?" I asked.

"Oh, good afternoon Mr Urahara," said Emerald with her equivalent of a polite bow.

I froze.

"Ah, hello Emerald, its been a while," said Urahara, "I see you've found a suitable Master. Congratulations."

"Um, Emerald?" I said, my mind spinning as I came to a rather unpleasant conclusion.

"Oh, I'm sorry," said Emerald, "This is Kisuke Urahara, he was the one who created me."

I stared at her, then looked back over at the smug scientist.

"This clown made you?" I asked.

"I did indeed," said Urahara, "I was inspired after some children in my care made me binge watch Magical Girl Anime. It took a fair amount of trial and error, not to mention a few favors traded with an old friend of mine, but I managed to finish it. She came out much better than I was expecting to be honest."

By this point I'd pretty much blue screened and now had swirly eyes and steam coming out of my ears as my brain tried to figure out if Emerald being made by Urahara was better or worse than coming out of Zelretches head. On the other hand, Urahara HAD mentioned something about getting help from someone else, so maybe the mad old Vampire was involved…

"ACK, MASTER!"

"Don't worry Emerald, I think you just confused her," said Urahara as I shook my head violently to get my brain back in gear, "But I'd be happy to explain it all properly. Plus, I can provide a place to train. What do you sayyyyy~?"

I took a step back at the look on his face.

"I say that my Parents told me never to go with strange men," I said, "So kindly get lost!"

I waved Emerald at him and, sure enough, a bolt of green prana shot out and sent the creepy shopkeeper flying.

"Ohh, so thats how that works," I muttered.

"Owww, that was uncalled for," groaned Urahara as he pulled himself out of the tree he'd carved a nice divot into, "I was just about to offer you candy to."

My eye twitched and I pointed Emerald at him again.

"Whoa, thats not necessary!" he yelped as the tip of the wand started glowing ominously, "I'm a friend of your Fathers!"

He whipped a photograph out of his pocket and waved it in my face.

"See?"

I blinked and looked at it. Sure enough, there was Urahara and my Parents stood outside our house.

"Huh, thats weird, he never mentioned you before," I said.

"Ah, that would likely be because he and your Mother decided that it would be best if you and your siblings weren't aware of me and the more...unusual aspects of this world," he said.

"Well, that seems more than a little silly," I said.

"Perhaps," said Urahara, "But thats what your Parents decided. That said, now you've bonded with Emerald, things will be different. If you like, I can give you somewhere to get to grips with your power without attracting attention."

I stared at the ex-Captain for a moment, before I nodded.

"Alright, I think I'll take you up on that," I said.

Urahara's face broke out into a massive grin.

"Excellent! Now, if you'll follow me, I'll take you to the training ground!"

I sighed at the shopkeepers antics, but followed him as he led me back to his shop.

"OH MY, WHOEVER WOULD HAVE GUESSED THIS MASSIVE TRAINING ROOM WAS UNDER MY SHOP ALL ALONG!" shouted Urahara.

"Well, considering you told me we were going to a training room…" I growled, not in the least bit amused by either Urahara's antics or the looks I was getting from Jinta.

"Oh fine, ruin my fun why don't you," grumbled Urahara, "Alright, lets get started."

"Fine by me," I said and floated gently into the air.

"Ohh, so you already know how to fly?" asked Urahara.

"Well of course, I'm a Magical Girl," I said as if that explained everything.

Which, when it came to Kalidosticks, it kinda did.

"Well then, I suppose we can skip that and go straight onto the meat of the issue," said Urahara, "Starting with this."

He smirked behind his fan as he pulled something out of his coat and threw it at me. I caught it and found myself looking at a very familiar fancily dressed figure with a big pointy stick. Or, to be clearer, a Lancer Class Card.

"Those were created in the process of crafting Emerald," said Urahara, "I haven't been able to figure out how they work because no one has been able to use Emerald until now. I'm curious to see what you make of it."

I eyed Urahara for a moment, then looked down at the card. I had no idea if this would work or if I even should considering how dangerous Class Cards are, but if I wanted to be able to fight with my Brother, I didn't really have a choice. I took a deep breath and placed the card on top of Emerald.

"Alright, lets see if this works," I muttered, "Include, Lancer!"

There was a flash of light and I found myself holding a purple and black scythe with a length of chain attached. At the same time, I could feel Lancers spirit settle within me, providing me with the understanding required to use the Noble Phantasm.

"Oh my, this feels most peculiar," said Emerald, "I do believe that you have connected to something Miss Kurosake. According to my scanners, this form is called 'Immortal Slaying Scythe, Harpe."

"Is that so?" said Urahara, "Interesting…"

He frowned, appearing deep in thought, before fixing me with a remarkably hard look.

"Alright, in that case, I believe we can make a deal, Miss Kurosake," he said, "I will give you Emerald and these cards, along with the training you need to be able to fight with your Brother in his upcoming battles. In exchange, I want to gather data on your use of the Stick and the Cards. I have never seen a power like that before and I want to know where it really came from."

I swallowed and held Emerald a little closer. This was exactly what I wanted. No matter the source, Kalido Magical Girls are, frankly, absurd and thats without taking the Class Cards into consideration. If I could master them, the power of Heroes of Legend would let me fight on par with most foes Ichigo and friends would face in the future. The problem is, I'd have to trust Urahara, a man who was as cagey as they came and prone to using people to further his goals.

On the other hand, he was being pretty blatant about what he wanted and why and, who knows, maybe this would let us deal with the future foes more easily? Besides, what else could I do? If I wanted to be able to fight, I'd need his help.

I took a deep breath, straightened my spine and looked Urahara in the eye.

"Alright, I'll do it."

I just hope I wouldn't regret this.

And with that, I'm done. Hoo boy, this took way longer than it should have and honestly wasn't even supposed to be the one I was working on. But I'm watching Prisma Illya again and couldn't resist, so here we are.

So yeah, Karins a Magical Girl, Urahara made a Kalidostick and somehow managed to connect to the Throne of Heroes. Considering the BS the Hogyoku's capable of, I feel like its not completely implausible.

Incidentally, I'm open to ideas for what could pop out of Karin's cards. I do have a list, but I'd be happy to hear what you lot would like to see. Obviously Lancer is locked in as Smol-Medusa, but the rest are open.

And with that, I think I'm done. Don't forget to leave a review on the way out!