VizardAmata

Unspoken Prologue Ichigo couldn’t stop thinking about the past two years. It had certainly been an interesting time, to say the least. His life had always been a little out of the ordinary, but it had been a pretty simplistic life at its core. At least it had been, until one night when a black swallow tailed butterfly had fluttered calmly through his window, followed by none other than Rukia Kuchiki. He thought back on that seemingly distant time with a rueful smile. It wasn’t because he regretted how things had worked out, it was just... his attitude back then had been arrogant, but he hadn’t had the skills to match up to

It won't stop ringing. The phone, the phone, it won't stop ringing. These were the thoughts rushing through Daniel's head, leaving a trail of wreckage behind them like a vicious storm. He paced the tiny room he was in, his body sweltering in the stuffy, somehow old heat of the day. The windows were wide open and yet not a breath of breeze crept in through their open maws, heat was all that came through there, it's presence seeming like a physical weight. He turned, his normally placid librarian's face skewed with rage. His cheeks were flushed and his forehead was speckled with drops of sweat. His hear was a corkscrewed mess on top of his h