Soul Works (Bleach X SCANDAL) Band/Anime Fan-Fiction
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  • Reads 8,076
  • Votes 79
  • Parts 46
  • Time 7h 59m
Complete, First published Nov 19, 2012
When SCANDAL are part of the Gotei 13. What will they do to protect the Soul Society? Meet the four band members (A squad captain and band leader-Haruna Ono, lead guitarist newly founded shinigami- Mami Sasazaki, bassist and Quincy part Shinigami cheeky girl Tomomi Ogawa and cutie pie, Hollow possessing, drummer Rina). 
  
  
  When an enemy threatens the of the Soul Society, the identity of the enemy is supposedly uncovered. A defector aligns with them, he brings the secrets of the enemy in return of reuniting with his brother. How will the identity impact on Haruna, when it comes unmistakeably as someone she once held dearly as a comrade? 
  
  Will she forgive or avenge?
  
  
  A light fanfiction of comedy and action, with a hint of sadistic blood and guts.
  
  
  Please comment and vote!
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