Alright everyone! Yes, I am back with a new story! This is my Bleach /Danny Phantom crossover! I know I many more stories that I need to finish, but to be honest- they are kinda dying on me, so I'm trying to save then, but it's a battle. I already have several chapters for this story typed up and many more planned out already- so this one might be a little harder to kill. I hope.

But just a little about this story- there will be pairings. But some won't show up until later. The major ones are Ichigo X Rukia, Danny X Yuzu, Karin X Toshiro, Uyru X Orihime and Renji X Tataski. I you want any others to show up- ask, I'll see about it.

Chapter One

Run! Keep running! Don't stop! Move! MOVE!

"Aaaowwww!"

A pair of fearful blue eyes looked back to the place where the howl seemed to be coming from. Glowing yellow eyes looked hauntingly from the darkness before zeroing on him. He turned forward once more, fear pushing his legs beyond their capabilities, muscles tearing at the effort. Yet the pain didn't stop him as he pushed forward, not wanting to be eaten and knowing, in some instinctive level, that the creature pursuing him would do just that if it were to catch him.

Run! Don't get caught! If you do, you're dead! RUN!

The boy looked back once again, only to see nothing but darkness. He turned forward again, giving a sigh of relief, thinking he had lost it-

-only to see the yellow eyes in front of him instead. He screamed and forced himself to skid to a stop and dart in another direction, away from those hungry eyes.

Run! Faster! FASTER!

He didn't move fast enough.

He suddenly felt a large heavy weight slam into his back and throw him onto the ground where he was pinned by a seemingly invisible hand. NO! He looked back, body trembling as he saw the glowing eyes mere inches form his face. Suddenly a huge maw opened from under those eyes, and lunged.

He closed his eyes and screamed as death came upon him-

"Danny! Wake up! Your friends are down stairs waiting for you! You're late!"

Blue eyes widened as his scream was strangled by his gasping breath. His body trembled as cold sweat damped his skin. Daniel Fenton sat up quickly and started patting himself to make sure he was all there. Once he reassured himself no body parts or bits of flesh were missing, he gave a loud sigh of relief, only to flinch when there was another pounding on his door.

"Danny Fenton, if you don't answer me with a proper response in the next second I'll-"

"Jeez, Jazz, Shut up, I'm awake!" Danny, snapped, sliding out of bed, noticing the time on the clock. 'Crap, I am so late for school'. He grabbed a pair of clean jeans and a shirt and got dressed, the tremors of fear finally leaving his body as all thoughts of the nightmare left him. He darted to the bathroom, nearly knocking over his older sister, Jazz, as he went by. After five minutes of getting ready, he ran down stairs to greet his impatiently waiting friends with an apology.

"Damn, guys… I'm so sorry! Come on, let's get going before Mr. Lancer gives us something worse than detention for being late!" he said, darting out the front door as he went. He stopped at the end of the block and turned to see his two best friends catching up to him.

Danny offered them a sheepish smile, his eyes still a little blood shot waking up from that nightmare. "Hey, sorry about that, I guess I didn't hear my alarm going off." The teen said, rubbing the back of his neck, looking away.

Sam rolled her eyes and gave him a gentle shove on the shoulder. "Whatever, Ghost Boy. Let's just get moving." She joked, turning back forward and moving down the sidewalk towards their destination; Casper High School.

Tucker offered the other teen a smile as he passed him by, playing a game on his PDA as he walked. "Don't worry 'bout it dude. I mean, what could be worse than detention?"

Both Danny and Sam froze and looked back at the Techno geek before sharing an exasperated look. "Please tell me he didn't." Danny moaned.

Sam pursed her lips and glared pointedly at the geek. "Damn it, Tucker!"

The boy jumped at the harsh tone and reflexively pushed the pause button on the game so he could look up. "What? What'd I do?"

"You just jinxed us!" Danny and Sam yelled in unison.

Tucker pouted sheepishly "Uh...Oops?"

Danny groaned and slapped his palm to his forehead with a loud resounding smack. "Aw man. Now I know something's going to happen." He glared. "Thanks, Tuck. I own ya. Big time." He said, before turning back to the road and continued on his way, trying to think of every possible scenario and possible escape routes out of it.

Once they reached the school, they were surprised that Mr. Lancer did nothing more than give them two days of after school detention. They all heaved a sigh of relief and moved to their respective desk to start their class work.

Danny tapped his pencil to the paper gently, his chin resting in his hand as he thought, not about the school work, but about ghosts. Or the lack of.

These past few days, ever since the nightmares began, there have been no ghost sightings, and Danny hasn't even detected a blimp of them with his Ghost Sense. Not that he minded, but it was the fact that they disappeared right when these freaky nightmares started that got him worried. It was weird, and normally he would just call it a coincidence, but for him- coincidences just don't happen.

He glanced out the window, pencil still tapping question number five on his class work.

"Mr. Fenton."

Danny blinked and looked up to see that his teacher was staring at him expectantly from the front of the classroom. "Yes, Mr. Lancer?"

The overweight and bald English teacher sighed. "I understand that these past few days with no incidence of running out of the classroom are by themselves, but I must ask you to please focus on your school work, and not on what's going on outside. You might be in your junior year, but your grades do still matter. Yes?"

Danny sighed and looked down at his paper. "Yes, Mr. Lancer." He said again and got back to work.

Junior year. Two years since he got his ghost powers. He found it hard to believe that it's been that long. Time just seemed to be flying by nowadays. He sighed softly, again, and tilted his head slightly so his bangs covered his eyes, allowing him to subtly look out the window once more. He almost missed those days without these powers, allowing him to go back to the routine of the average teenage boy, worrying about acne (not that he got any because of his ghost powers, strange as it was) and not having to worry about ending up as some wall decoration or a puddle of goo.

After daydreaming a few moments more, Danny turned his attention back to his paper and decided to work on it. In only ten minutes he managed to finish it. He wrote his name at the top and turned it over so he could lean back and looked outside again at the changing autumn leaves. It might only be September, and school started only a month ago, but it has not been the same as all the other years. His older sister was now a College student in Yale, in her freshman year and already climbing her way up the pole of success like she always does. She was only down to visit this week for a short four day weekend that her college gave out to their top twenty students.

As annoying as she could be, he missed having her around sometimes. He missed listening to her argue with their parents about 'ghost rights' and what not. She always supported him in everything, so he was very thankful for everything that she had been doing to keep his secret identity from them and subtly try and change their minds about ghost being evil.

"Mr. Fenton."

Danny bit back an exasperated groan as he turned to look up at Mr. Lancer, who was now standing by his desk. "Yes, sir?"

The man raised an eyebrow. "Are you finished with your work? You have been daydreaming for almost twenty minutes now, and the bell will ring shortly."

Danny bit his tongue to keep back a sarcastic retort and picked his paper up and handed it silently to the teacher. Mr. Lancer turned it over and saw that the worksheet was indeed finished. He smiled and nodded before moving on to pester the next student.

Danny looked over to see Sam and Tucker were done too. Tucker was playing a game on his PDA- no surprise there- while Sam was reading one of her gothic poetry books. Danny smiled softly and leaned back on his desk and closed his eyes, waiting for the bell to ring.

As the day rolled on and still no incidents – unless you count having your text books stolen and placed on top of the school building by his long time, childhood tormenter, Dash Baxter – Danny found he was getting somewhat restless. Another day almost gone, and still no ghost attacks.

As soon as school let out and Danny and his friends served their after school detention, the blue eyed teen stood in the courtyard to wait for the rest of his friends to appear. He saw them approaching and waved them over.

As soon as they reached his side he smiled. "Hey guys. I was going to tell you to go ahead and head home, I'm gonna take a flight around town."

Sam and Tucker paused and looked at him in concern. "Still no attacks?" at Danny's negative, she sighed and readjusted her grip on her back pack. "Alright, you sure you don't want us to join you?"

Danny nodded. "Yeah, I'm sure. I just wanna play it solo tonight. Go ahead home and do your homework. No need to be failing because of me. Ow! What was that for?!" he whined, rubbing his now tender arm, pouting at Sam, who was holding her fist out in warning.

"Don't go and pull a guilty trip like that, Danny! We're your friends!"

Danny smiled. "I know, I know, but still…I think it might be kinda boring tonight…again."

Sam sighed and lowered her fist. Tucker spoke up. "Dude, if you think it's gonna be boring. Then why bother going out in the first place?"

Danny shrugged. "Better safe, than sorry." was his only comment. He then turned away from them and gave a small wave. "Alright, well, I'll see you two tomorrow, and I'll try to be early next time." He joked as he left.

As he left the campus, he checked to make sure he was in the clear before morphing into his ghostly alter ego. Blue rings appeared, travelling through his body, they moved changing his appearance into the figure of the ghost boy. Black and white Hazmat suit and hair white as snow let out a soft ethereal shine as radioactive green eyes opened to survey his surroundings. 'Time to work', he thought to himself, as he then shot into the sky and over the buildings, giving him a bird's eye view of the town. He turned in a random direction and flew, scanning the ground below.

As the hour passes and the sun setting in the horizon, Danny was about to call it a night and head home, when a shiver wracked his body and a blue mist escaped his mouth. "Finally." He muttered and turned, to track it down. He partially noticed that the breath felt a bit weirder than normal…colder somehow, giving him a bad feeling in his gut. Still, it wasn't as if he could just ignore a potential threat to the town.

He picked up the location and dove down, looking for his target.

"Aoowwww!"

Danny's whole body froze, petrified at the sound. He slowly turned, barely holding back a scream at the creature that was clinging onto the side of one of the buildings above him.

Run! Run away! It'll eat you!

Danny swallowed and forced himself to face the creature and take a good look at it. It reminded him of a scorpion with a creepy skull mask and haunting yellow eyes that glared out at him hungrily from the slits.

Those were the eyes from his nightmare.

"Aaoowww!" it howled again, opening its maw to give off the tortured sound, sending shivers down his back. Noticing the thing crouching against the building, the teen tensed his muscles, charging a green energy blast in his fist, preparing for battle, forcing himself to ignore the desperate screams from his instincts that told him he should flee ASAP.

It launched itself off the building with such a speed that it took Danny by surprise, not thinking that such a huge creature could move that fast. He reflexively threw up a shield to deflect against the assault that surely would have rendered him in two. He felt the force of the monster's strength slam into his green barrier, sending spider cracks along the smooth surface. Danny used the spared seconds to jump back, just as his shield shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces with the sound of breaking glass.

Danny gritted his teeth and fired a blast at the monsters masked face. The creature let out a loud howl of anger and irritation, yet the attack left nothing but a simple black smudge mark to show for his efforts. Danny landed on the ground, dumfounded by the lack of effect his attack had on the creature, only to yell in surprise when the creature was on him in an instant. Its scorpion like tail lashed out and connected with Danny's chest with the force of a sledgehammer, forcing all the air out of his body. A strange feeling spread through him as the air around him grew slightly heavier and heard the sound of metal clanking together. Danny looked up from his position on the ground, to see a chain that was attached to his chest, leading away. He followed it, only to freeze when he saw what was on the other side of the chain.

Himself.

Only this Danny was lying completely still and was in his human form. Danny looked up to see that his hair in this body was black too, and he was in the old hazmat suit from before he went into the portal.

Odd. Did this creature turn back time on him somehow?

He looked up at the sound of air whistling and ducked and rolled away just as the ground where he was once stood at exploded in an eruption of cement and gravel. He pushed himself up into a defensive position and looked at the creature, whose pincer like claw was stuck in the ground. Danny glared and went to charge an ecto blast, but found he couldn't.

Eyes widened in horror as he looked up to see the monster's yellow eyes narrow in glee, knowing its prey was now defenseless. Cursing, Danny ran towards his body, careful not to trip over the chain that connected the two of them, desperate to try and see if he could rejoin with it.

The monster suddenly landed in front of him, and howled again. The boy skidded to a stop, watching in horror as it brought down one of its large pincers, and slammed it onto the chain- severing it with a loud shattering crunch.

Danny yelled and dove away when it launched itself at him once again. He felt the powerful limb slice the air right above him, ripping the back of his hazmat, exposing his back. The teen landed and curled up, rolling away into summersaults to get some distance. He threw himself back up to his feet, whirling around and jerked to the side just in time to avoid another attempt to sever his head from his shoulders. He did a quick back flip and landed on all fours, skidding back a few feet, tearing up his hands on the asphalt. He looked at the monster that was tensing to prepare its next strike, and then he glanced at his body on the other side of the road, lying still as death. He couldn't even see its chest moving, was he even breathing still?

He turned back to the creature, and gritted his teeth, cursing himself to the high heavens as he tried to think of a way out of this, seeing as how he was completely powerless.

He threw himself to the side, and once again tried to make a break for his body when the creature lunged. He successfully made it past the monster by going underneath it, making a quick beeline to his body. He heard the monster howl behind him in rage, so he took only enough time to skid to a stop and reach down to pick up his body, only for him to phase right through it.

He panicked, his hands trying to touch his human body only to have them phase each time like he wasn't even there. He would have remained in his stupor for longer had the creature not made a sound as it charged at him. Realizing he had no other choice, Danny abandoned his body and ran. He could both hear and feel the creature giving chase as he desperately tried to find somewhere to hide. He turned into an alley and ducked behind a dumpster, waiting with baited breath to hear the monster pass. After a few seconds, he heard the howls and ground shaking steps as it charged past, fade away into the distance.

Danny exhaled the breath he had been holding, before shakily lowering himself into a sitting position against the wall. Panting heavily to try and regain his breath and swallowing the bile and fear in his throat, he took a deep, shaking breath to try to calm down his racing heart, and tried to think of what to do next.

He glanced down at the chain on his chest when he felt a sudden discomfort, and saw that the links had grown mouths and were chewing through them. "No…" Danny whispered; somehow instinctively knowing that he could not let them reach his chest. He reached up and gave a tug on the biting links, hissing when some chomped down on his hands, but cried out in pain when the tug caused massive amounts of pain in his chest, right in his heart. He noticed that they were falling apart, and the metal was falling to the ground, bit by bit. "No!" Danny cried, not wanting what was about to happen, he didn't want this! He didn't know what, but he knew he didn't want it!

That last piece of metal fell, revealing a hole in his chest. Danny screamed when he felt pain explode in his chest. He felt something cool and wet running out of his eyes and mouth and nose as he screamed. He fought. He fought hard against whatever was happening to him. He didn't want to leave his friends and family. He wanted to win!

He wanted to protect them!

"Daniel…"

Suddenly the pain stopped, and Danny cracked an eye open, not realizing he had closed them. He looked around and noticed he was standing in a snowy tundra with a few trees and rock formations everywhere, as far as the eye could see. It reminded him of the Far Frozen.

"Huh?" he whispered as he straightened up, looking around curiously.

"Behind you…"

Danny whipped around towards the voice, only to pause when he saw a man standing before him. The first thing that caught his attention was the man's strangely looking hair. It was blue windblown with a single darker streak up in the middle. His eyes were a bright pale blue with a jagged scar stretching across his right eye. A grey scarf with golden ends hid the lower half of his face with a pair of dark grey ear muffs, the band wrapped around the back of his head. A white trench coat with grey fur lining with furry sleeve cuffs and grey fur lined up the center of the coat, and dark grey pants tucked into black mid-calf boots with grey furry tops covered his lower half.

"Who are you?" Danny asked as he looked around again before looking back at the man. "And where am I?"

The man's pale blue eyes looked at him intently for a second before answering. "This is your Inner World, Daniel." He said slowly, voice calm. "As for who I am?…I am …"

Danny knew he had been telling him his name, but it felt like it had been dragged away by the wind, not allowing him to hear it. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear your name."

The man heaved a sigh, pale blue eyes closed for a second before opening again. "I thought as much." He said, almost sadly, before looking Danny in the eye. "Tell me, Danny…What do you want to do with your power?" he asked.

Danny blinked slowly. "My...power?" he asked, not even thinking about secret identities. Hell, the man said this was his Inner World, so why not? "I...I want to protect…my friends and family." He said, looking at the man.

His eyes narrowed, crinkling the scar slightly. "Say that again, Daniel, for I could not quit hear that pathetic voice just now!" the man ordered.

Danny flinched then glared back. "I said I want to protect my friends and family!"

The ground suddenly rumbled beneath him.

"Very well! Right now, outside of your Inner World, you are transforming into a Hollow- a creature that feeds on souls to grow stronger! They have no heart, they know only pain, fear, anger, hatred and hunger. That creature you had been fight that did this to you, was a Hollow! If you do not want to become that — if you want to be stronger, strong enough to protect those you care for, then before your Inner World completely crumbles around you, your new power will reside inside of one of these boxes! Find it and claim it before time runs out!" the man then vanished in a whirl of wind and snow as the ground beneath Danny cracked open like a fissure, causing him to fall in with a yell, before he crashed into water.

The boy thought it would be freezing, seeing as how the world was made with snow, but it was somewhat warm, almost normal room temperature. Danny was so shocked that he took a gulp, fully expecting to inhale water, but didn't. He could breathe normally. Confused, he looked around to see white boxes following him into the water. They all looked the same to him.

"The man said that one of my powers- new powers- will be inside of one of the boxes…but…how do I find it?" Danny asked himself desperately, looking around, hoping to find one that was different.

"Sense it…"

Danny's eyes widened at the sound of the man's whispered voice, but couldn't see him when he looked around. He noticed more and more boxes were falling into the water, and knew his time was running out.

"'Sense it', eh?" Danny murmured before closing his eyes and focused, reaching out with his senses, much like his Ghost Sense. He opened his eyes to see ribbons were now leading from the boxes. They were all white.

Except one.

A red ribbon fluttered proudly in the water, standing out amongst the crowd. Danny grinned then reached out and grabbed on tightly to it and tugged, opening the box and pulling it closer to him. When he looked inside, he saw the handle and guard of a sword- a katana style, if he remembered well, from the look of it, with a light blue cloth on the handle.

"Very good, you have found me. Now pull me out before it is too late!" the man said, appearing beside Danny once more, startling the teen.

"Wow!" Danny gasped, wheeling away for a second before relaxing. "Wait…wait do you mean 'I found you'? This is a sword!"

The man glared down at the teen. "That does not matter right now. Just pull it out before you completely Hollowfy and become a monster!" he yelled.

Danny glanced at the man before grasping the sword handle and pulled it out.

There was a sudden bright flash and Danny felt like a huge mass of energy entered his body, making him feel like he had just drunk a dozen Red Bulls all at once. When he opened his eyes to look around, he noticed he was once again in the alley way, panting on the ground as aftershocks from the pain and transformation crippled his body. He looked up, feeling something smooth and cool on his face. He quickly noticed it was a mask, and freaked out- thinking he had been too late, but then he looked at a hand through the eye holes- that surprisingly have given him his full field of vision- and saw that he still had human hands.

Danny pushed himself up onto unsteady feet and reached up to grab the mask. He pulled it off and turned it over, noticing Blue scar marks that stretched across both eye slits and branched off above the eyebrow points and turned into side way crescent marks, facing in towards the forehead. He went to touch it with his other hand, but noticed he was holding something else in it. He glanced down and nearly gasped.

It was the same sword from his 'Inner World'. He looked between the two items in his hands with awe. Danny then remembered that he had left his body in the street, and the he couldn't even enter it anymore. He sighed sadly, wishing he could reenter it and continued about his life.

"You can, Daniel." A voice, that man's voice from his Inner World, spoke. Danny whipped around expecting to see him standing behind him, but saw only the empty alley. "I'm in your mind, Daniel. You cannot see me unless you are here."

"Oh great…now I have voices in my head." Danny murmured softly, his lips quirking.

The voice chuckled. "Yes, well, in this case it's a good thing. But as I was saying before, now that you are a Soul Reaper, you can once again enter your body. Although, once you are in it, I'm afraid I don't know how to get you out of it again. And once you are in it, it will be harder for me to talk to you." The man said.

Danny glanced at the sword in his hand, studying it. "You…you are the sword…aren't you?" Danny asked softly.

He got the mental feeling that the man nodded. "Yes, I am. Although, I could try to tell you my name again, I highly doubt you will hear it just yet."

Danny was silent for a moment before he answered. "As weird as this is to be having a sword talking to me...Tell me."

His mind was silent before the man spoke again. "My name is…"

Danny waited, but never heard it. He gave a tired and depressed sigh. "Guess you were right." he said. He looked around and noticed a few odd things about his outfit. He was now wearing very loose black pants that were tied around his waist with a white sash and a black top to match that was open in a 'V' shape at the neck and long loose sleeves that reached mid-forearm. He was also wearing white socks with tan sandal's that were tied around his ankle. He had on a light blue braided sash across his chest holding a pure white sheath on his back that was held to the sash by a blue clip with a white snowflake, in the middle of the clip.

"What the hell am I wearing!?" he yelled and twisted to look at the uniform on him.

The man laughed. "It's called a Shikakusho. All Soul Reapers wear them."

Danny continued his investigation at the sword's voice in his mind. "Soul Reapers? Who or what are they?"

"Soul reapers are the spiritual guardians of the living, helping the good spirits- called Plus's move on by preforming a 'Konso' on them, and purifying the bad spirits called Hollows, which I told you about. Hollows are spirits that were once Plus's, but were left alone too long without a Soul Reaper to help them move on and soon lost their hearts after the Chain of Fate eroded away- much like what happened to you. Although- yours wouldn't have eroded so quickly if it wasn't for that fact you were using so much energy to try and survive." He explained. "You purify a Hollow by slicing its mask with a Zanpakuto- Which is what I am- to cleanse it of all the sins it committed as a Hollow."

Danny paused in mid search of his uniform, having been in the process of looking down one of his sleeves, and looked at the sword. "Wait…you're called a Zanpakuto? I though the term for a Japanese sword was called a katana; which you look a lot like."

The Zanpakuto hummed. "Yes, you are right, but a Zanpakuto is far different from a Katana. We might physically look the same, but tell me; how many Katana's do you know have a spirit living inside of it that can purify Hollows?"

Danny was stumped.

The voice chuckled. "Exactly. Now, let's see if we can find that hollow that attacked you."

Danny looked at the sword, then at the mask before shrugging and putting the Mask back over his face, thinking that if someone saw him then it would hide his identity, and ran out of the alley. He had a feeling that the hollow might come back. But he figured it was safer for him to hunt it instead of the other way around.

As he tracked the hollow, following the Zanpakuto Spirit's advice as he went, he noticed he was faster in this form. Not by much, but still faster none the less.

He soon came to a stop when he spotted the Hollow up ahead. It turned and noticed him as well, and charged with an enraged wail. Danny planted both feet firmly on the ground and held his new sword out in front of him awkwardly. As it got closer, Danny shifted onto the balls of his feet, then leapt with a fierce battle cry and dragged the Zanpakuto down in a powerful strike, slicing the mask in half. He was surprise that this sudden change in appearance made fighting this creature so easy, yet his ghost half could barely touch it.

He paused as the monster started to disintegrated and vanish completely. "Huh…ya know what? That was actually pretty cool." Danny said, slinging the blade causally over his shoulder, and behind his head. He then grinned and reached up to pull the mask off, but as soon as he touched it, it shattered and vanished as well. Danny blinked at the fading pieces, a bit disappointed. "Ah damn."

The Zanpakuto Spirit chuckled. "Good job, Daniel. Now, I suggest we get you back to your body so you can head home before your loved ones start to worry."

Danny flinched and looked at his wrist to find his watch, but didn't see one so he could tell just how late it was. It was dark, so it was late enough. "Aw man! If I'm late, my parents are gonna kill me!" Danny turned and bolted in the direction he left his body in. It took him a full minute to find his body then another to figure out how to enter it, at which point the communication with his new sword had become a small background noise. He grabbed his things and ran home as fast as he could, getting home just minutes before curfew.

He busted through the front door before he bent over on his knee's gulping for air. He looked up to see his family having paused in whatever they were doing to look at him strangely. Danny collected himself before straightening and grinning, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Thought I was going to be late for curfew." He explained.

The big man on the couch laughed and lowered his cross stitching equipment. "Well, you made it with a few minutes to spare, Danny-Boy."

Danny smiled at his Dad. "Yeah, guess I did, huh?" He turned and walked up the stairs to head to his room. "Don't worry about dinner for me tonight. I'm going straight to bed. I'm tired!" Danny said as he ascended to the second floor.

"Alright, Danny. Good night!" called a woman with light brown hair.

"Night, Mom!"

As soon as he got to his room, he dropped his book bag down and threw himself onto his mattress with a muffled 'umph' sound and buried his face into the pillow. He could feel the energy leaving him as sleep moved in to claim him in its place. First, Danny looked over at his bedside clock and checked to make sure the alarm was set, before allowing himself to sink into the blissful oblivion of sleep.

He didn't notice a shadow move outside his window, vanishing into the night.

End of Chapter One!

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