Alright guys! Shield here with the first chapter of my new Bleach fanfiction. This is the first time I have ever created a story in the Bleach fandom, so please don't hate me too much if I make a few mistakes along the way. On another note, This will not be an AU fic. If I were to place it in a category, it would be more like a filler arc from the anime. This story in particular will be set during the same time that Uryu is training to regain his Quincy powers after the Soul Society arc. Due to some creative license, some events may be slightly pushed back as to make the story flow better. However, I would like for it to be as close to canon as possible. Finally, this is the first time I have ever tried to write canon characters. I deal mostly in OC characters so please don't hate me too much if the characters seem too OC.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Bleach is a manga and anime adaption created by Tite Kubo. All canon characters, canon events, and canon places belong to him.


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Mary Roach


Chapter 1

A wise man once said that every man has a story that needs to be told. He said that if a man didn't tell his story, than that man would be forgotten. As I lay here, in this cell built from Sekkiseki rock, I write the account of my life, my story. My success and my folly. Because, I don't want anymore young ones to take the dark path. It only ends in heartache. This is my story. This is my end.

The blaring of my alarm cut through my sleeping like a hot knife. Rising slowly from my bed I glimpsed at the clock. It was six o'clock.

"Six in the morning comes too early." I mumbled as I climbed out of my bed.

I slowly trudged to my closet and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. I looked at them and sighed. I always seemed to pull out the same colors; black gym shorts with red stripes on the sides and a dark blue shirt. I donned the clothing and looked into the mirror hang from my closet door. I was a little short for being eighteen. I was only 5' 7". My dark mahogany hair was short, but messy. The poor light made my skin seem dark when, in reality, it was pale. Most people said me and my sister looked similar, though her skin is darker, she is several inches shorter, and she looked slightly oriental. She got both of those features from our mother. I sighed again and left my room. I just wasn't a morning person.

Walking down the stairs, I smelled the aroma of sizzling bacon and eggs. My mouthed began to water as I got closer to the kitchen. There is nothing better in the world than eggs and bacon.

"Elijah, it's about time you got up. The bus will be here in ten minutes." Christa, my younger sister, said.

"You need to stay after today. A scout for the University of San Antonio is going to be there for a couple of hours after school." my mom reminded.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed a plate. My mom placed a couple of eggs and some bacon on the plate. I instantly sat down and began eating. I quickly devoured my breakfast and ran for the door, grabbing my backpack on the way out. Christa followed closely behind.

"Oh, crap! I left my binder in my room! I'm going to go get it!" Christa said before running back toward the house.

"Whatever, just hurry up. You know that Rob doesn't tolerate people being late." I warned. I pulled out my phone and plugged in my earbuds.

It happened in an instant. One minute I was waiting for the bus, the next I was on the ground, vision fading to black. I don't know how long I was unconscious, but when I came to, there was fire everywhere. I blinked several times but the fire remained. I sat up, but, strangely I felt no pain. I shakily got to my feet and looked around.

"Mom, Dad, Christa!" I screamed.

The house was on fire, remains of the bus littered the front yard while the burning hulk of the bus stuck out of the hole it had created in my house.

I ran toward the wreckage, hoping beyond hope that my family was alright. As I ran, something pulled at my chest. I looked down and saw a chain connected to it. Out of a mix of curiosity and terror, I followed the chain with my eyes. There, about twenty feet away, was another me! I tiptoed closer and found that the chain was attached in the same place on the other me as well.

"Christa! Elijah! Where are you?" the voice of my mother called.

I jumped and sprinted toward the voice, forgetting about the strange chain connecting me to other me. "Mom! Mom! Are you ok?"

"Elijah! Oh thank God that you are alright. Where is your sister? Is she alright?" Mom asked frantically. I barely noticed that she was now wearing white robes, instead of the clothes she had earlier.

"I don't know. She ran to her room to get her binder." I explained.

"Christa! Where are you, Christa!" Mom screeched as she stood outside our burning house.

I tried to go into the flames, but the chain restricted me from entering. I was crying now. I was useless, unable to find sister or father. I called out as well as my mother, but we did not receive a reply.

"I'm here, Elijah." I heard a weak voice answer.

I searched around and saw Christa, her legs caught under a part of the bus. I ran to her and knelt down. Her eyes were closed as she wasn't responding to me. That's when I noticed a chain attached her chest, similar to the one I had. I followed it with my gaze and found another Christa staring down at me in horror.

"Elijah, I think we… we are dead." Christa muttered as she backed away from the other her.

"We can't be dead. I have so many things left to do!" I started quietly, but gradually began to yell.

"Mom, where is Dad?" Christa quietly asked.

"He went to work just before you two got up." she replied, shell shocked. Christa began to cry louder.

"So what do we do? If we are all dead then do we haunt the place until the end of time?" I asked.

"No, you will not. For one thing, you and the girl are not dead, yet. Your mother's chain of fate is broken. She is dead." a voice said.

I spun around to see a tall figure dressed in a black kimono. The man wore a white undergarment which was barely visible around the neck. There was what looked like a katana tucked away in the man's obi sash. The man had pale skin with short black hair.

"Who are you and what do you mean?" I yelled standing between the man and my mother and sister.

"Americans, you and the Europeans can be the worst when trying to pass on. Always asking questions and never just going in peace." the man said with a sigh. "Very well, I am Kai Saido. I am a Shinigami. In your tongue, a Soul Reaper."

"What are Soul Reapers?" Christa asked nervously.

"I really don't want to answer anymore questions. If you would please move out of the way and let me do my job."

"And what would that be?" I demanded.

"Taking your mother's soul far away from here before something bad happens. Now move aside."

"I won't let you take her!" I yelled charging at the man. Mom and Christa yelled for me to stop.

"I figured as much. Bakudo number eight: seki!" the Soul Reaper yelled.

A blue orb formed just in front of the Soul Reaper. As I ran, I got ready for a tackle. I dove for him only to be sent flying back. The blow made me feel like I had been hit by a train, but I still tried to get to my feet.

"Ok kid, just stay down. Bakudo number one: Sai." Kai said simply, pointing his index and middle finger at me.

My arms simply locked up behind my back. I couldn't move them at all. I struggled but it felt like I had handcuffs on. I struggled to get to my feet, but it was too late. The Soul Reaper unsheathed his sword and knelt down. He placed the hilt of his blade on my mother's forehead. She began to glow a bright white light. When the light faded, my mother was gone, however a black and red butterfly quickly fluttered away. The Soul Reaper stared at me then vanished.

The paramedics and fire fighters appeared several minutes later. They immediately ran to my body and began to resuscitate me. I gave off a loud scream of anger. My mother was gone, yet I would still live.

"Would you like a chance to bring your mother back?" a deep voice asked from behind me. I spun around to see a gigantic black form.

"Wh-who are you? W-what are you?" I asked, fear seizing my heart.

"I am the one who will show you the way to bring your mother back. In order for you to achieve this, you must gain power."

"How do I do that? How do I get my mother back!" I yelled.

"I will begin by giving you a gift. However, you must learn to use it." the black form replied.

An arm-like appendage shot from the form and stabbed through the spot where the chain met my chest. The black appendage began to glow a dark purple. The black form began to be sucked into me! Soon all that was left was the appendage sticking out of my chest. The appendage began to change forms. The first three quarters of the appendage became a thin, steel blade. The last quarter became a hilt and guard.

'A sword?' I thought as everything once again faded to black.

Third Person POV

"Home front, this is Grim Reaper. The primary objective has already fallen into enemy hands. Secondary objective has been completed. I repeat, the sword is with the master." a man in a blue car said into a radio as he watched the disaster that had unfolded.

"Roger that Reaper. Return to Home front. We will depart for Japan in eighteen hours."

"Roger, I am en route to the exfil point." the man replied as he started up the car.

Christa's POV

'The hospital. I'm at the hospital. Was everything I saw a dream?' I thought as the gurney I was on was pushed through the ER.

"Where is my brother?" I asked weakly.

"Doctor, the patient is awake." a nurse said.

"Miss, can you tell me your name and age?" the doctor asked as we pulled into a room.

"I'm Christa Parker. I'm fifteen years old." I muttered. "What happened?"

"A bus lost control and ran into your house. It exploded." the doctor replied.

"What about my brother and mom?"

"Your brother is in critical condition, but it looks like he will be ok. Your mother however… I'm sorry, there was nothing we could do for her."

"No! She can't be dead!" I cried. I began to struggle as a torrent of emotions flooded my mind.

"Nurse, sedate her! We need her to calm down!" the doctor shouted urgently.

I don't remember much after that. I felt something cold press into my neck. The coldness spread into my neck. Seconds later, I began to feel groggy. Afterwards, I fell into a deep sleep.

Elijah's POV

"You will learn to wield the power I have given you. But first, you must learn how to access your power. You will not learn that here. You must go to sacred hill in the island nation. The hill is located near a town named Karakura. There you will find the key to summoning the power I have given you." the voice whispered.

I woke up in a hospital room. A nurse stood watch, but quickly left when I awoke. She returned with a doctor. Ignoring me, the doctor began checking my vitals.

"Son, you are very lucky to be alive." the doctor smiled, finally paying me some heed.

"Where is my sister?" I asked.

"She is in a room a couple of doors down. Your father is in there as well."

"My dad is alright?" I asked.

"Yes. He was not in the house when the accident happened."

"Can I see my dad and sister?" I asked hopefully.

"Your sister suffered two broken legs and a concussion. Sh won't be able to move for several weeks at the least. I can't let you leave this room because you have several cracked ribs, a broken arm, and a mild concussion as well, but I can tell father you want to see him." the doctor suggested.

"Thanks. That would be great." I replied. The doctor nodded and left. It didn't take long to see my father's face peeking through the door.

"Elijah, how you feelin?" my dad asked.

"Like an elephant was dancing on my chest." I replied with a smile.

"Well, you just rest now. Don't do anything stupid." my dad smiled sadly.

As soon as he left my smile vanished. I pulled out the IV line and slowly stood up. To my surprise, I didn't feel any pain. I looked at my body and found that I didn't have any bruises or cuts. In fact, I felt stronger than I had every felt!

I snuck to the door and peeked through the window. There wasn't a soul in sight. I reached for the door knob and quietly opened the door. I slipped through the door snuck through the hallway. I looked through the door windows, searching for my sister's room. It didn't take long to find it. I quietly slipped in and stared at my sister. She was badly bruised. Both of her legs were in casts. She looked outright miserable.

"What are you doing up?" Christa asked out of alarm.

"I just had to see how you were doing," I started, "I have to go someplace, but first I had to make sure you were alright."

"Both of my legs were crushed. They say that I might not ever walk again." Christa said quietly. "Where are you going? What about school? What… what about Mom's funeral?" Christa added quietly.

"Christa, what I'm about to do, will completely destroy the need for a funeral. That I promise." I walked toward the window of her room. The sky was darkening as the day gave way to night. "Do you remember that man in black?"

"You saw him too? I thought I was dreaming." Christa gasped.

"I saw him as well. Anyways, I have a way to bring Mom back." I said, not sure if Christa would believe me.

"I don't think you should go. What you are sayings is insane. But, I can't stop you. I never have been able to whenever you set your mind to something."

"So you don't think I'm crazy?" I asked skeptically.

"I don't know what to think honestly."

"Alright, I'm going to get out of here before someone figures out that I'm gone." I chuckled.

"I love you Elijah. Be safe." Christa said, tears starting to roll down her cheek.

"Tell Dad I said bye." I said before opening the window and climbing out onto the ledge.

I tediously climbed down from the ledge and made it to the ground. Climbing down a ten story building is not something I recommend, even if I was only on the second floor.

I ran as fast as I could to my house. I prayed that there was at least something left that I could put on. The hospital was only two blocks from my house, but still. Some random guy running through town in a medical gown would catch someone's attention.

The house was in better shape than I would have guessed. The yard was taped off with police tape and the bus wreckage had been removed. I climbed through the hole and headed toward the back of the house.

The back of the house was almost completely untouched by the bus or the fire. I was relieved that my room escaped completely unscathed. I smiled and quickly grabbed the things I would need. I began to leave the house, but looked back one last time.

"I will get you back, Mom." I vowed.

Christa's POV

"Your brother did what?" Dad asked out of exasperation.

"He left. He came in here, told me he was leaving, and left." I repeated.

"That boy… No, forget it." Dad said, shaking his head.

"Dad, when I am better, we need to go after him. I am scared that he will get hurt." I pleaded.

"No, he needs to cope with what has happened. He is eighteen. School is out in a couple of months. There really isn't much we can do." Dad replied.

"But Dad!" I yelled.

"No, Christa. There are other things we have to deal with… Like your Mother's funeral arrangements."

Elijah's POV

I did a little research on the "Island Nation" while I drove to the airport. I figured that my destination would be Japan. It only made sense since the Soul Reaper was dressed in a very Japanese manner.

I was glad to be back on land. The flight was uneventful and since I didn't have WiFi fifteen thousand feet in the air, I couldn't do any research on the place I was heading. In fact all I really knew was that I had to go to some city call Karakura Town a suburb to Tokyo. I figured that it wouldn't be a big deal since I still had my phone and its data.

Despite being in a foreign country, Japan was fairly easy to navigate. Most of the signs were in Japanese but they also had English phrases to tell me where to go. I found my way to a hotel and quickly paid for a room using some money I had exchanged at an ATM. I quickly went to my room, took a quick shower, then went to bed.

"You have come. That is good. Now we can begin." the deep voice said.

"You said you could help me get my mother back. Of course I would come." I replied.

Staring into the nothingness that was my dream world, I saw the memories of my mother. They were distant, almost too small to be noticed, but they were warm.

"When you awake, go to the sacred hill. There, you will be given control of the power you now possess." the voice spoke.

"What's your name?" I asked.

The voice laughed then said, "All in due time. First, you must gain control over the power I have given you."

I jolted from my sleep. Sweat covered my body, making me very uncomfortable. I got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I looked into the mirror and saw that my eyes were a slightly different color! Instead of deep blue, they had taken on a slight red tint. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but that didn't help at all. Deciding to worry about it later, I went back to bed.

The next morning, I went straight to the front desk to check out. The sun was just coming up so most of the city was still quiet. I began walking toward the outskirts of town where I surmised the sacred hill would be. I did a little research on the area while I walked, finding that I had indeed guessed correctly. There was a single shrine in the area that was housed on a hill. Needless to say, I was feeling quite lucky.

The top of the hill held an old shrine of some sort. The area was fenced off with a large wrought iron fence. The shrine had to be at least a thousand years old, but it still stood proudly. The building was purely traditional Japanese architecture unlike most of the buildings in the city which were more modern.

I walked up to the fence and easily climbed over. Once on the other side, I made my way to the building's entrance. The door was covered with beautiful carvings. I pushed the door open and walked inside. To my surprise, there were no monks. In fact, it looked as though nobody had been there for quite some time.

I continued to go deeper into the shrine and soon came upon a table in the very center of the room. On it was a sword rack with a single Katana on it. I recognized it immediately as the same sword that had stabbed through me. It's charcoal black sheath glistened in the early light. The guard was shaped like a rhombus with intricate details carved on it. The hilt was wrapped with blue and black cord. In all, it was a beautiful sword.

I slowly extended my hand to touch it. My hand rested on the hilt. I gently picked it up and pulled off the sheath. The blade was spotless.

"Well, I'm here. Now what?" I said thinking out loud.

Suddenly the sword flashed brightly. I covered my eyes with my other arm. I heard a solid thump while my eyes were covered. The bright flash faded leaving me standing in the dimly lit shrine. I looked down and found myself in the same attire as the Soul Reaper.

"What happened to me?" I yelled out of shock, especially when I saw my body lying on the ground.

"You have gained the powers of a Soul Reaper. You now have the power you need, but you need to learn to use it and to refine it. There is a man in Karakura Town who will be able to help you, however, you will have to find him. He and his friends are no longer apart of the Soul Society. However be wary. They are not friends nor are they foes. When the time comes, they will betray you. There will be challenges ahead. There will be those who will want to stop you from attaining your goal. If you learn to fight, then you will never lose. With me you will be unstoppable." the voice spoke.

I turned to see the shrouded figure in front of the door. He seemed more human this time with an actual body. He had on thin robes, similar to the ones I now wore. The main difference was that he had a hood that covered his face.

"I don't understand. How did I become like this? What am I going to do with my body?"

"I am the spirit of your sword. I am what is called a Zanpakuto. When we first met, I gave you the powers of the Soul Reaper that came before you. All you had to do was find a way to activate those abilities; hence the reason you are here. You can enter your body freely. However, to leave your body, you must have outside help."

"Meaning I have to stay like this until I find a way to get back out of my body."

"Yes." my Zanpakuto replied.

Christa's POV

Dad went into the bathroom of my hospital room and closed the door. I didn't think much of it so I continued to watch the TV; that is until I heard him talking. I muted the TV, curious about what he was saying.

"Look, Ryuken, I know for a fact that Elijah went to Japan. His debt card was charged by an airline and there was a currency exchange at the airport. He is already there. I think when he was in critical condition yesterday that he met someone. Look, this may seem strange, but I think he was affected by Ken no Dorobo. Yes I'm serious! According to Christa, Elijah came in and was completely healed. She said he didn't have a scratch on him. What other possibility could there be? What? Uryu's friend became a Soul Reaper? I guess we are living in a strange time. Please keep an eye out for him. Thanks." Dad hung up the phone and came out.

"So, Soul Reapers do exist." I said abruptly.

"Where did you hear that from?" Dad asked.

"Elijah and I saw one yesterday. He was the one that took Mom away from us." I replied.

"Christa, there is something I need to tell you." Dad sighed, "Your mother and I didn't meet at a grocery store in Idaho. We met when she refused to send me to the soul society. When I met your mother, I was dead."

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"You see, I am called a Quincy. Basically, I am type of human that can see spiritual beings such as hollows and Soul Reapers. When I was about twenty-five I went on a hollow killing spree that caused the Soul Reapers to intervene. You see, the Soul Reapers and Quincy are enemies."

"Why are Soul Reapers and Quincy enemies?" I asked.

"Soul Reapers and Quincy have the same goal. We protect wholes from hollows. Hollows are fearsome creatures that started out as regular souls or wholes. If a whole lingers on Earth too long, they transform into hollows. Hollows devour wholes and even weaker hollows in order to fill the hole that was their heart. Soul Reapers use their swords to cleanse hollows so that they can go to the Soul Society. Quincy, however, believed in completely eradicating hollows. Because of this, the Quincy, for the most part had to be eliminated."

"Why? These hollows sound dangerous." I asked, my father's explanation making more question than answering them.

"Hollows were once wholes. The souls in the Soul Society and the souls here are balanced equally. The Quincy were causing that balance to be destroyed. If that happened then it would have meant the apocalypse. Anyways, I was a young Quincy and wanted to prove myself to my master. I went out and with some bait and killed several hollows. The Soul Reaper in charge of the town came to stop me. He and I fought for several hours, but he eventually got the upper hand. He killed me right on the spot. Of course I wasn't ready to die yet so instead of going to the Soul Society, I stayed on Earth.

Months went by and I wandered the town. No one could see or hear me, and I was constantly attacked by hollows. Your mother became the Soul Reaper in charge of the town and she found me. At first, we hated each other. She kept trying perform konso on me. As time went on, we fell in love. Your mother ordered two custom gigai for us, and we sealed away our powers. We became human again. Of course the Soul Society was not thrilled at this, but they consented."

"So what does this all have to do with Elijah?"

"I think your mother's Zanpakuto was drawn to him. Despite the fact that we sealed away our spirit pressure, the fact that we both had it meant that both of you would have immense spirit pressure. So we sealed away both you and your brother's spirit pressure as well. However, since you both were close to death and your mother's gigai did die, the seals were broken. Your mother's Zanpakuto went to the one who most closely resembled your mother."

"Why wouldn't it go to mom than?"

"Because, Zanpakuto are just as alive as Soul Reapers. They have emotions and because of that it turned its back on her. It was one of the hardest things for your mother to give up because her Zanpakuto had put up one hell of a fight before being sealed away. Your mother had the rare ability to actually manifest her Zanpakuto. It went to someone who would use the power it possessed."

"So does that mean that Elijah is a Soul Reaper now?"

"Yes, most likely."

"What about me?"

"Christa, the way we sealed our spirit pressure will make your brother a pure Soul Reaper, while you will be a pure Quincy." Dad answered.


So I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter of my first bleach fanfic. I really hope it wasn't too awful. There really isn't much for me to say this time aside from I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope y'all had fun reading it. If y'all liked the chapter, be sure to smash that favorite/follow button. If you have anything to say, be sure to leave a review or PM me. That's all for now, this is shieldliger001 signing off!