• it's me walkerkyuubiluva! this is my first fanfiction so please don't flame on me! so basically ichigo loses his memory and is sent to the dgm world. read and review! enjoy!

    My head hit the ground with a sickening crack as I fell into the warm tendrils of unconsciousness. Blackness surrounded me and I felt nothingness in every fibre of my body.

    But, wait. who was I? I struggled to remember even why I was here in the first place. My musings were suddenly stopped as I felt a strong call beyond the black. The call became a small tug and then grew to a strong pull towards who knows pull intensified and my battered body was spat out into the other side of my empty imprisonment. I found myself in a familiar city with tall skyscrapers reflecting a bright, blue, cloudless sky. The buildings shined and looked as though they held the very sky in it's place. At the same time the bright sky appeared to pull the buildings even higher into it's blue embrace. As I took in my surroundings, the sky began to turn dark with swirling clouds, a brewing maelstrom could be recognized even by my somewhat lacking memory. The very city looked as though it was rejecting itself. The once tall, shining buildings began to dull and crumble with a sound like thunder. Through the wreckage an annoying familiar presence made itself known and an itching feeling crept into my head. His silhouette became visible and a finally got a good look at possibly my only guide to this madness. A teenager with snow white skin and bleached hair wearing some type of white baggy uniform made his way towards me.

    "hey do you know where we are?" I asked the boy.

    His reply was a malicious smile and the phrase,"don't you know kingy?"

    Before I could blink he was right in front of me and white hot pain exploded in my abdomen. "hey kingy, I told you never to lose that instinct," he snarled. I looked down, only to see his white sword run straight through my stomach. The world began to swirl and tip as he yanked his sword out, enjoying the agonized expression I wore. "I'm going to send you somewhere where you'll understand what it's like to be caged," but what he said didn't make any sense. caged? Who was I? What had I done to this person?

    I was falling again but I barely made out a voice crying, I heard a name, "Ichigo". Was that my name? I looked up through the pain to see a man with brown hair in a black cloak billowing in the increasing stormy winds sadly looking down on me. "I cannot help you this time, this fight is your own. Power will come if you truly fight for it."Why is this happening? Since when did I need power? I don't have anything to thoughts were put to rest as I fell into a pool of my own blood and began to fade into a shadowed shell of who I thought I was.

    The blood began to swirl and gather beneath me swirling toward the center as it lit up with a black flame. The flames pulled me deeper until I realized that wherever this was sending me, it must not be good. All too quickly I found out resistance wasn't an option, so I did the only thing I could do and let the portal swallow me as the flames licked at my very I awoke I found myself in what looked like a hole. I tried moving only to find out the body I had in the other world seemed to have shrunk in size and gone back in years. Panicking, I scrambled out and stared at what looked to be a young boy with long, dark hair. "Che", was all he said as he backed up and observed me from a distance. Another boy walked up with a broad smile,"you'll have to excuse Yuu, he's nice when you get to know him. My name's Alma by the way."As they helped me out of the hole, I gazed around only to find dozens more of these holes around in this huge room. The short haired boy with the smile began to ask, "so what's your name?"The question took me by surprise. I didn't know who I was, where I was, or what I was even doing here. I thought hard, I remember hearing the cloaked man from the city call me Ichigo, but I if could remember right ichigo meant strawberry and I did not want to be remembered as a strawberry wherever the heck I was. I remembered the white haired teen and a memory tickled the back of my mind"shiro" I replied, if I was in a new place I night as well have a new name."well shiro," the boy replied, "welcome the second exorcist program."

    how was it? terrible right? razz ah well... if you like it please review! if i get even three good reviews i'll continue the story. ciao for now