GoldDragon08: This is a brand new story that has nothing to do with any previous story except the original Bleach. The following takes place way after the fight with Grimmjow…when Soul Society stopped Aizen…


The blood was cool on his bare fingertips. No, this could not be blood. For blood is the essence of something organic…something alive.

This blood did not leak out from an organic body. It was the essence of a soul…though it resembled real blood; it had another function all together…

He could only kneel at the throne and quake at the sight of the blood. Not a breath escaped his lungs as he slowly slumped to the ground.

The blood seeped out of the multiple wounds on his body.


All of the Espada had been defeated at the hands of the Captains of the Protection Squads. Gin Ichimaru and Tosen Kaname had proved to be worthy opponents but over time, they too fell at the hands of the mighty Captains of Soul Society. Sousuke Aizen stood solely against the many foes before him.

Elsewhere, Ichigo Kurosaki had saved Orihime Inoue from a questionable fate at the hands of Ulquiorra Schiffer. Bloody and nearly beaten himself, Ichigo led his friends to the gates of Heuco Mundo and they all managed to head back to the real world.

Aizen still had one ace up his sleeve: the Hougyoku. With it, he opened up Heuco Mundo and warped Menos Grande until they were warped versions of Arrancar. They were of lesser classes, and had more animalistic appearance to them. There were hundreds of them and they descended upon the Captains. Suddenly, Thousands of Quincy arrows started pouring out. Ichigo and his friends took the same path the Menos Grande had, and arrived in the real world. Uryu Ishida wasted no time in firing his arrows.

Thousands of blades shaped like petals started blowing, as if they were controlled by some will of their own.

"Scatter, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi."

Byakuya Kuchiki unleashed his Bankai on the hundreds of Hollows. Following their leads, the other Captains unleashed their Zanpakutou. Aizen was still not finished. He summoned his secret force, the Exequias. Although these Hollows were kept merely to protect the palace, they came in handy when providing an escape.

Suddenly, a hard skull-mask collided with Aizen's head. He dropped the Hougyoku into the grubby little hands of Nel Tu, who rocketed away. Aizen's rage knew no bounds as he blasted the child with Kido in an attempt to destroy her and the Hougyoku. This was unsuccessful as Ichigo Kurosaki flash-stepped in the way. The blast nearly ripped through Ichigo's Bankai, but it held. Ichigo managed to separate the blast into two.

"That bastard!" Ichigo screamed flying faster than any other Soul Reaper, he bypassed the Exequias, and reached Aizen as a Negation beam came down from Heuco Mundo, incasing them both. Using the power of his inner Hollow, Ichigo started attacking Aizen relentlessly. Aizen was well paced, staying one step ahead of the young Soul Reaper. The Negation sucked Aizen and Ichigo back to Heuco Mundo before anyone could do anything.

"Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime yelled as her hero disappeared behind a wall of enemies.

End of Flashback

No. Ichigo seethed…this can't be how it ends.

Pain pulsed through his wounds. His mask had broken a long time ago. Aizen sat on his throne, smoking a cigarette at the loss of the Hougyoku. Aizen's clothes were covered with blood from Ichigo, from himself, and from countless Hollows that were obliterated.

"Fuck." Aizen fumed, putting out the cigarette by throwing it at Ichigo's knees.

All of his minions were done for. Aizen glanced at the body that once had been Ulquiorra. Just then, the dimension warped, and Rudobone, the leader of the Exequias stumbled through, gasping. His wounds were as extensive as Ichigo's.

"They fell, master Aizen." Rudobone gasped in air. "They know where we are. They will commence with the hunt as soon as possible. We are finished."

"No…not quite. I have studied the Hougyoku extensively." Aizen seemed to be in a better mood. "After you came back I put a small spell on Heuco Mundo's entrances. Thousands of Hollows may die of hunger, but it will take one hundred years before anyone leaves, or comes into Heuco Mundo. And now we can implement a new strategy."

"What strategy my lord?" Rudobone asked tentatively.

"Revenge." Aizen said, and opened his right palm. Grimmjow suddenly appeared before them, still wounded from his fight with Ichigo.

"What the hell?" Grimmjow asked, bewilderment gracing his features.

"Hold them, Rudobone." Aizen said, rising from his seat. Rudobone thought he saw a glimmer of pain on Aizen's face.

Rudobone grabbed Ichigo by his hair, bringing his head up to look up at Aizen. He also pulled on Grimmjow's jacket.

"Piss off, bonehead!" Grimmjow said, and then suddenly froze.

Aizen stood before them. He pulled out two vials.

"Make sure you don't let go." Aizen ordered, Rudobone obeyed. "This is what I used on the Vizoreds to make them Hollowfy. An increased dose of this plus some kido will do the trick."

"What the hell do you think you're doing with that?" Ichigo asked fearfully.

"You're really some work." Aizen cooed. "You cannot even move and you ask me foolish questions."

"Like the bastard said, what the hell are you going to do with that?" Grimmjow reiterated.

"I'm going to start my new army."

With that Aizen opened the first vial, and poured the contents on Grimmjow. Grimmjow started thrashing around wildly, and Rudobone did his best to hang onto him. Grimmjow writhed in pain, and his skin started peeling off, revealing white liquid. He started disintegrating.

"GGGAAAGGHH!!" Grimmjow screamed to the point that he was crying and wiggled and writhed with pain.

White liquid from Grimmjow traveled up Rudobone's arm, and traveled until it reached Ichigo. Now it was Ichigo's turn to start screaming. Meanwhile, Aizen had been chanting a spell over and over again. He opened the second vial and poured it onto Ichigo. The white liquid started seeping into Ichigo's wounds. Grimmjow stopped yelling and was totally vaporized. Ichigo's Hollow mask formed on his face, staying there permanently. Rudobone collapsed when it was finished, his wounds getting the better of him. Ichigo lay still on the ground, white liquid gushing into him.


"Wh-where am I?" Grimmjow asked. He was standing on the side of a skyscraper. More skyscrapers could be seen in the distance. It was bizarre, how could one simply stand on the side of a sky scraper.

"You're in my domain!" A voice gurgled from behind him.

Grimmjow leapt forward and turned mid-air. He came face to face with none other than Hollow-Ichigo. The real Ichigo Kurosaki could not be seen for now.

"You're the kid!" Grimmjow said, thinking this was some messed up dream. "What the hell did you do to yourself this time?"

"Fool!" Hollow-Ichigo swung his white Zangetsu, making a blue wave shaped like a crescent come out. Grimmjow side stepped the attack and then unsheathed his sword.

"You think you can defeat me without your stupid Bankai, Kurosaki?" Grimmjow said, lunging at Hollow-Ichigo. "Son of a bitch!"

Grimmjow stabbed Hollow-Ichigo. Instead of a scream of pain that was expected, however, Hollow-Ichigo let out a lop-sided grin. He grasped Grimmjow's sword and absorbed it. Grimmjow brought back his hands, both bleached white.

"What the hell did you do?" Grimmjow asked.

"You're part of me now." Hollow-Ichigo said. "Together we can beat the real Ichigo Kurosaki. But there can only be room for one of us. That's going to be me."

"What did you say?" Grimmjow asked.

"You are mine!" Hollow-Ichigo screamed as he lunged at Grimmjow, stabbing him with the cleaver that was Zangetsu.

For the second time, Grimmjow disintegrated and became one with Hollow-Ichigo. Now the Hollow part of Ichigo was much stronger than he was. Now, he was able to overcome the real self. Grimmjow was no more.

"Come and fight me, I know you're hiding somewhere." Hollow-Ichigo screamed into the desolate landscape.

Suddenly, the real Ichigo Kurosaki arrived on the skyscraper. He had no idea what just happened.

"I don't know what that Spiritual Pressure was, but you're going to get it this time." Ichigo seethed with anger.

Both Ichigo's faced each other. They pointed their respective Zangetsu's at each other, the bandage wrapping around their arms.


The area was lit with black and white Spiritual Pressure. The white Pressure overcame the black.


Ichigo got up, holding Tensa Zangetsu. Aizen looked at him, and unsheathed his own Zanpakutou.

"Shatter, Kyoka Suigetsu." Aizen said, unleashing his sword.

Ichigo was surrounded by reflections of his friends. All of them were trying to hurt him. At first Ichigo only defended himself.

"They are going to kill you." Aizen cooed, speaking directly behind Ichigo. "They don't understand what you've been through to attain this power. They don't know that you've been through hell. How could they? Focus your anger, your hatred, and unleash it on these fools!"

Ichigo yelled blocking thousands of Quincy arrows, flash-stepped beyond a pillar of ice, cut through the boney exterior of a snake, broke through an energy shield, cut through a wave of energy, and smashed Zangetsu into the ground, sending black waves of energy to engulf his friends.

"Very good…You were lost but now you are found!" Aizen continued to say. "Arise my iron fist; you are now my right hand!"

"The name's Shirosaki." Hollow-Ichigo said. He had won.

Thus began the rebuilding of the Hollow army and the cruel torture of Ichigo Kurosaki. Demented, deranged beyond belief, Ichigo Kurosaki no more. In his stead stands Shirosaki, the right hand of Sousuke Aizen!

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