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Title: Danzai no Yuuzai (Conviction of Guilt)
Penname: Auria Faith

Category: Twilight
Genre: General (for now)
Status: Beta
Rating: T -- language and violence

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or ideas from Bleach nor from the Twilight series. They belong to Tite Kubo and Stephanie Meyer. The plot and Audrey belong to me.
Summary: Audrey Kennedy is the new girl in Forks. She has a mysterious past that she wants no one to know about and a dilemma. Can she survive being surrounded by vampires and werewolves, as well as the monsters of her past?

Notes: --This is still in beta, so I haven't posted it on FF.Net yet. I'll post it there after I have a few chapters written and an idea of what's going to happen.
--No pairings (other than ones already existing in the original story lines) planned as of yet.
--Set in a mild AU for both Twilight and Bleach.

Prologue

I stared blankly out the front window. A light drizzle was falling, but the clouds weren't thick. They were colored a faint red color by the setting sun. Slowly, it deepened into a deeper, darker color. Shadows fell over the forest that surrounded my new -temporary- home. Shortly before it grew too dark to see, I realized that the color of the clouds reminded me startlingly of blood. I shook my head and closed my eyes, turning away from the window. The room was sparsely furnished, only a couch, coffee table and TV. I could see into the kitchen from here, it wasn't much better off, with only a table and couple chairs. Furniture didn't matter much when you would only be needing it for a year, two at most, and weren't intending to form bonds wherever you were staying. As it was, I only planned on staying here for a year no more than two. Just enough time for this whole thing to blow over. Of course, if it took much longer than two years, I would have to leave anyway, otherwise people would start noticing things I didn't want them to. It was... a side effect of being around someone like me.

You see, I'm dead. Well, ok, I have a living, breathing body, but I died and even went to 'heaven'. No, it wasn't the kind of death where they manage to bring you back, it was the real kind where you're body is then disposed of. I'm here because I'm a shinigami, a god of death. As such, there were certain things that were different about be, compared to a human -one who was still alive. I didn't age; I'd been fifteen when I died. I found that the oldest I could easily pass for was seventeen, eighteen if I was lucky. That's my main concern. Having been around for a little while, I already knew a lot of what was taught in the high school level and a lot that wasn't.

I'm here because I don't want to face up to reality, although for me, that really doesn't make much sense. In the past, I would have jumped right into situations like these, I want to, but at the same time, I don't. I know what the right thing to do is, I know (almost) what I want to do, and I know what others would want me to do. Unfortunately, they aren't exactly the same thing. Basically, I'm planning on staying here until either I figure it out, or something happens forcing me into action or removes the need for me to choose. And its all because of something that happened a long time ago. Something that I have no wish to repeat.

And so, my time living a false life begins...