*Byakuya Kuchiki*

Mayouri looked at the brain he kept from Nemu. The creature had vast power, the only thing more so was the cage....Nemu could have that power...but none of the other jems had held such a creature. Just trinkets compared to that pearl....but if he couldn't have the pearl, this Drako's Hoard would do. Perhaps they knew how to unlock the cage. Or how to extract the power within. Yes he needed one of the hoard, anyone of them would do. He licked his lips in anticipation.
Mira woke sweating profusely. The images still swimming in her head. Getting up she swayed and nearly lost her meager dinner....

Sam eased back a local brew, just to be nice. While Steven had bought Saki and whisky one after the other. "Hey bartender you got anything harder than this colored water! I can't seem to get drunk on this shit." Sam planted his head in his hands and sure enough there was the grumbling of the local loyalists. A heavy presents overshadowed their table suddenly followed by the sound of the bottle being set down on their table. "Maybe this would be more to your liking." Sam looked up and paled. The man was so big fighting him would be suicide, added to the fact that he only had one eye and....Steven...

Steven watched the ass on the other side of the glass with a heavy distaste in his mouth. A tearful Voro del Fuego showed off his cut off digits. When asked where they were he slammed what was left of the hand. "I don't care! They have my Jamie. My darling fiancé! How can you just sit here when they have her hidden!" The captain snorted next to Sam as he came into the viewing room with a batch of the nearest bakeries finest along with 3 black coffees. "Have you ever heard such bull shit in your life. He's good looking and rich but that man is a born liar. But just how do we prove it is the...

Why is it some of us seem to lose our steam or put too much in and get the story all confused. We start out all steady and calm and then when we go further in. It's like we stuck ourselves in a leaky boat to go fishing and found ourselves in one hell of a storm and of course no fish. Just sucks and that is if you don't get sea-sick in the course of it all. Now I try to publish this and like hitting a wall it won't go through. Apparently, I'm not talkative enough so please bare with me.
Tell me what your think of my story good or bad, I know it gets crazy confusing I'm trying to sort it out....

Rukia blinked at where her brother had been. Why had he suddenly disappeared? A slight breeze blew one of the robed figure's drawings over Jamies....could it be? A sudden shiver went up her spine. They were one and the same. She picked up the scattered papers going over and over the small details of the drawings and there was no mistaking it Jamie was her brother's guardian....but how could she? She sucked on her bottom lip. Who could she go to who could go where she could not. Well not until she passed her captain's test. She closed her eyes and thought. "Well she does owe me a few favors."...

Jamie let her hair unwind as she made the corner of the neighborhood she had taken under her wing, she relaxed a moment before she found herself up against the wall. His strong male scent accosted her and she almost looked into those bedamned eyes. Byakuya felt his whole body stiffen as he held her arms up against the wall. "Why do you keep bothering me! Have you bewitched me!" Jamie snorted. "Please. Me bewitch you? You must be joking." She sneered. Byakuya opened his mouth and then Jamie felt the hit, right across the face. She moved fast, so fast she hoped that those there would not see...

B4 you read my idea you should read where I got my idea from. It's is by the author Qire.

Louie healed Jean's shoulder before he took her back. "Why? Tell me why. What did I do?" Jean cried as he eased her tear streamed face into his own shoulder. Louie only tightened his grip, his emotions far too hot to be comforting. On his arrival to her apartment they were confronted by a well dressed young woman with a warm smile that turned into concern as they neared. "Is everything alright?" Louie nodded. " Just a little over tired. That's all. Excuse us." The young woman stepped aside, but did not...

In the high deserts of the arabian Jamie felt the sun try as it could to burn her pale moon light skin as she practiced her deadly skills before the hunt would begin. Yet she felt a shift in mood in the air and sand as if in anticipation, it put her on edge more than usual. Perhaps she should go visit her old friend. It wasn't but a half a days ride on horse back....she shook her head she was getting to paranoid over nothing. It had been over a year since she'd been out on the field. Jitters. Mac and Cleo were also making sure that the other half of their story fit the bill. From diggers permits...

Rukia sat waiting for the assistant to be done pouring the tea. After leaving she waited until the first sip had been taken. "What is a soul smith, headmaster?" The headmaster set down the fragile teacup. "Why are you here Lady Rukia?" She frowned. "I saw Ichigo in full reaper uniform." Yamamoto closed his eyes in thought. "What else?" Rukia shook her head. "You know more than what is being said. Who are the Soul Smiths?" She said it without using his title.
Yamamoto chuckled. "You also are keeping secrets, Lady Rukia." A knock came at the door. His assistant opened it gently. The High King's...