AN: I finally decided to get the guts to start writing this, rather than just brainstorming about it. I give my thanks to Yonda, who motivated me to get going on this Fanfic.

Here is a revised Chapter One! After Yonda's critique of the original that I posted, I decided to redo it just a bit, so that I didn't feel as anxious about how it turned out, and so I could correct mistakes in the grammar and make sure to stay to the plotline that I've made.

Grinja: Thank you for being the first to review on my story! Also, yes, the interaction between Ichigo and Sun-Sun will be fun to write, and hopefully fun to read!

Yonda: Thank you for the review. I really do hope my writing style will improve as I go. Yes, Alex is Ichigo's name from now on within this story. I may or may not give him a last name, though.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Tite Kubo-sempai does, though.

Chapter One: 6 17 Rain 'n' Lizard

Karakura Town was blanketed in the rain falling from the sky. The atmosphere was miserable, and all residents made it a priority to get home or into shelter as quickly as possible. Two individuals were making their way down a sidewalk on this dreary afternoon. A younger woman with curly orange hair, with her son with spiky orange hair at her side, walked down the sidewalk with the mother holding an umbrella.

To their right, a small stream surged forward from the rainwater it had added to its pace. The two members of the Kurosaki household paid no heed to this, though. Ichigo was happy to be with his mother, the kind of child his friend Tatsuki Arisawa called a "mama's boy". Soon, Ichigo caught a flash of white a short distance from them by the river's edge, his mother unable to notice his shift in attention.

As they moved forward, Ichigo could get a better look at whatever it was down by the river. It seemed like a young child, he couldn't tell whether if it was a boy or a girl, though. It had a white poncho on, and black, straight hair. He blinked, as the child seemed to lean forward, as if it were going to fall into the river. He blinked in shock, and began to run toward the river. Masaki jumped, feeling his hand slip from her own.

Ichigo sprinted as fast as his nine-year-old body would allow, trying to stop the child from dropping into the swollen river. His mother chased after him with abandon, hoping to stop her son from being caught in the river, not seeing who Ichigo was trying to save. Right before he was about to grab part of the child's poncho, he saw an evil glint on its face, a sneering, vile expression. Before Ichigo knew what was going on, he blacked out from a sudden pain.

His hazel eyes opened minutes later, his vision blurry, his thoughts muddled. He flinched as he picked himself up. However, he noticed that he wasn't wearing his raincoat anymore. He looked down, seeing he now wore white, streamlined pants and a shirt that had "15" emblazoned on the front in bold, orange font. In the center, a hexagonal piece of metal lay, with a chain attached.

His vision clearing, he now noticed he was lying on grass. He made his way to sit up, and looked around. He really wished he hadn't…

In front of him, he saw something spawned from the depths of Hell itself. It was a hideous monster. The size of a van or bigger, it had shaggy brown fur, and a large white mask with black markings on its cheekbones, with four reddish-brown limbs at its side. It sat on its haunches crunching on something. Only then did he notice that above its head it had a lure of some sort, with a black and white doll attached to the end.

His eyes went back down to whatever it was eating; against his wishes he saw what it had made into its meal; no, not its meal, its prey.

Its mouth was covered in blood, and it feverishly continued its meal. Ichigo felt the urge to throw up then and there. His mother's body was mutilated on the wet grass in front of the monster. However, he also saw his own body, his mother's corpse protectively covering his own.

He gaped in horror as to what lay before of him, but he cringed as the monster turned its head to look at him, greedy red eyes glowing with malicious intent. It chuckled as it stepped over the corpses, making Ichigo try to back away as quickly as possible.

"Good, you're awake. I'll get straight to the point, brat. Grand Fisher is my title. You and your mom are my meal for the day. I already finished your mother…now it's time for you!" It lunged at him with surprising speed, for all of its seemingly bulky mass. Before Ichigo knew what was going to happen, Grand Fisher caught him in one of its hands, and opened a Garganta.

Neither of them noticed that Ichigo's Chain of Fate had already begun its encroachment stage, the links of the Chain beginning to devour itself.

They landed in the white sands of Hueco Mundo seconds after entering the Garganta. Grand Fisher chuckled to itself, while Ichigo struggled in vain to escape. "Want to know something, brat? You have far more spirit energy than even the most powerful Shinigami I've fought." It tossed Ichigo into a sand dune, making him land painfully into the bleached sand.

He gasped for breath, coughing hard from the shake that his lungs had gotten from the blow. He glared now at Grand Fisher, even as it stalked him. His Chain now had only thirty links.

Grand Fisher dashed forward, intent on impaling Ichigo on its claws. He missed, Ichigo having dodged at the last second. Ichigo didn't, however, dodge being thrashed by Grand Fisher's hair extended out like a whip, catching him in the small of his back. His Chain now had twenty-two links.

Ichigo was thrown once again to the sands by the force, but made a dash to get away. Grand Fisher swiped at him with one clawed hand, then the other. Ichigo flinched as the felt the claws cut through his back, but tried to run farther away. Ichigo now only had nine links in his Chain.

Grand Fisher launched itself in front of Ichigo, and bludgeoned him with swift blows from its lengthened brown hair. There was now only one links left.

Ichigo panted, his spiritual body aching from the pain. He felt nausea kicking in, Grand Fisher was about to catch its prey once again, when it saw the boy's Chain encroach completely. Its red eyes widened as the boy's body began to leak spirit energy. A mix of orange, white, and black spirit energy seeped from his body.

As it did so, his body began to glow a hot white. His spirit energy now was causing the sands around him to churn. Then, as if someone ignited a bomb's fuse, his form exploded into white. Sand blanketed the area as if it were a miniature sandstorm.

Grand Fisher now was having a hard time standing on its feet from the energy blast that had enveloped the area. It tried to peer through the sand, but to no avail.

After a few minutes, the sand cloud began to settle. Grand Fisher was fuming inside its mind. 'I got one good meal today, after many hours, out of that woman. Curse this child…But, I may still be able to eat his Hollow form. After all, Menos are so easy to destroy." It began to move to where he could now make about a blurry form, becoming clearer as the sands settled.

In front of Grand Fisher, Ichigo's Hollow form now crouched.

He looked like a humanoid lizard, muscles streamlined, about five feet tall. His mask was shaped like a skull, with two orange stripes running down from the lower jaw, as if blood were running down the sides. His hair now went down to his shoulders. Around his waist, the same white pants were worn; though the waist and bottoms were torn a bit now. His eyes glowed angry orange within the dark sockets of his mask. His Hollow hole centered within his sternum, as wide as a softball.

However, Grand Fisher was more paying attention to the neo Hollow's claws and tail. His hands and feet now had very sharp claws molded into where would have been his finger or toenails. The tail looked to be a pure white, and made a good addition to the young Hollow's arsenal of melee weapons.

Grand Fisher balked when the neo Hollow's eyes focused solely on it, but then grew angry. "You think you, a little upstart Hollow, can defeat me? I've defeated countless Shinigami for fifty-four years and counting, you little worm." It dashed forward, once again intent on pounding the soul's body into a bloody pulp.

Ichigo's Hollow form didn't allow Grand Fisher to land any kind of hit on him. Instead of hitting him, Grand Fisher landed hard onto the sands. Before it could turn to make another attempt, it had a fist landing into its belly, just below its Hollow hole. The force knocked the air out of Grand Fisher, causing it to wheeze upon impact with one of the many sand dunes, and then another.

Grand Fisher never had a chance to recover, because it felt the young Hollow's dashing forward in its direction, ready to make the final strike. Turning, Grand Fisher was met with orange eyes burning with a vengeance.

In a rasping voice, sounding like a young, sarcastic youth's voice added in with an echo, Ichigo's Hollow spoke, "See you…never, Grand Fisher." He smirked from within his ivory mask, before spearing his clawed hand through Grand Fisher's large mask. The attack speared Grand Fisher's mask first, then the rest of the monstrosity.

"Damn you, brat…" Grand Fisher disappeared into so many dark brown spirit particles. But Ichigo's Hollow didn't need or want to desire to devour them. Instead, he turned around, and began to walk. Stopping, he looked back after he had walked a few feet. He flinched, questioning, "My name…I am…Alex…protector…defender…" Shaking himself out of his reverie, Alex continued to walk farther into the sands of Hueco Mundo.

AN: I hope you all enjoy reading this, and all further chapters that I post for this story. To Yonda, I once again thank you for your encouragement for me to start writing.

Also, I have chapter two nearly done! Should be able to post it the first week of February!

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