Chapter 1: Discharge, Kaminari No Fenikkusu.

It has been almost 30 years since the Sternritter conquered the seireitei and vanquished the forces of the Gotei 13. The remaining members scattered around the world of the living, more precisely in Karakura town. For the most part the shinigami who survived still refer to their superiors by their proper formal titles.

"Captain-Commander Kyoraku, we've located another one. He has just come of age and judging by his reiatsu he may be even stronger than him"

Shunsui adjusted his straw hat that he was very much accustomed to wearing, cupping his chin and raising an eyebrow replied

"Wow, even in death his immense reiatsu still lingers. A very interesting development indeed." as Shunsui pondered over this new information he shouts

"Nanao get your cute butt in here"

"Captain, please can you n…" she was swiftly interrupted by Kyoraku "Now, now Nanao it's just harmless fun no need to burst a blood vessel on me. There are more important matters at hand. We've found the one we were looking for" Nanao's azure eyes lightened up when she finally realised what her commander was getting at.

"I shall send for squad 12 immediately, it's imperative we locate him as soon as possible"

"Hey, Hey dipshit. You can see me, can't you. hahaha. I know a song that'll get on your nerves, get on your nerves" jested a ghost at a young boy as he was trying to study.

Why is it ever since my birthday I have been seeing these random apparitions, why won't they just leave me alone.

The young teen's thought was interrupted when he heard his mom shout him "Ryota, hey, Ryota get your lanky ass down here before your dinner gets cold"

with a sigh and a stretch dropped what he was doing when all of a sudden he hears an ominous voice, disorientated by this voice Ryota looks around his room observing only the ghost that failed to leave him alone.

The voice couldn't have been from that thing hovering in the corner. His voice is to annoying and high pitched, this one is more calm and softer yet commanding authority by it's sheer deepness. but where is it coming from?

Ryota spent most of the time at dinner thinking about this strange voice; then remembered hearing a tale from his mother about his grandfather. With an inquisitive tone proceeded to ask,

"mom can you tell me the story about dad and grandfather?"

slightly puzzled by this request and after taking a sip from her cup clasped her hands together and replied in her soft tone "why of course my dear"

She started "over 1000 years ago your grandfather was born in the seireitei, the former home of the Shinigami or 'the balance' as they were known back then, through his wisdom and guidance he managed to turn the seireitei from a place of lawless chaos into a peaceful place where souls could live in happiness and serenity. For most it was considered a serendipity; to the older folk that resided there saw it as a dystopia but as the centuries passed people learned to love the change that the seireitei had undergone, then the quincies invaded and war broke out all over the soul society it was during this time when he met your grandmother Yachiru, she was nothing but a lawless savage who was pleasured by basking in the blood of her slain enemies at first there was nothing between them he saw her as a power that could overthrow his order if she so wished and subsequently decided to recruit her in order to fight the quincies. As the war went on your grandfather he started to fall in love with this Yachiru and eventually they conceived your father, many years after the war was won and your father fled the soul society to the world of the living with me. Your father was a pacifist and neglected to use his powers to help people as he didn't believe in fighting anyone. Ultimately your father, Shunsuke, convinced him he didn't want to lead a similar life to your grandfathers and your grandfather allowed us to live here in peace"

Ryota considered what he had heard, thinking hard he started to wonder,

is it possible that I have inherited these Shinigami abilities from my father, is that why I can see ghosts and and converse with them as though they're real?

Upon witnessing her sons obvious bewilderment with the story she had told, she had her own questions she wanted to ask.

"Whats with the sudden curiosity into your heritage, it's never bothered you before?"

Ryota was carefully considering how to answer this question. He knew that his mother would start fretting if he told her the truth, as was in her nature whenever he hinted at the least little bit of danger or harm he may encounter.

"I just enjoy hearing about grandpa Genryūsai and grandma Yachiru" he stated with his innocent smile.

After this enlightening conversation Ryota had with his mother he stated he was going back to his room to conclude his studies. After 5 or 10 minuets of blankly staring at text books he still couldn't help but wonder about his latent Shinigami powers or if he had any at all, when again, he heard that mysterious ominous voice calling out to him.

"Ryota, Ryota Yamamoto. Call my name"

he again started thinking to myself,

how can I say "it's" name when I don't even know who or what "It" is?

And then as if the voice had heard him it responded,

"You don't know who I am, why I am you, or apart of you at least. Close your eyes and focus on nothing but my voice."

With hesitation Ryota did as the voice commanded and closed his eyes and focused on nothing but the voice. Whilst doing this he felt a power surge through him, he could only think one thought in the eye of his mind he could see only two things a command and a name without hesitation the adolescent opened his eyes; and they narrowed as he cried out "Discharge, Kaminari No Fenikkusu"

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