The first chapter is kinda short...
200 years ago…..
"Huff….huff…huff…." Mayuri Kurotsuchi leaned against the wall and listened. He turned to his lieutenant. "They're calling us."
"Right now?"
"Yes."
The two turned, leaving the waves of Hollows to be held back by several young Soul Reapers from the 6th Company.
"I'm here." Toshiro Hitsugaya strode into the room, his skin still glistening with perspiration. "The western border is holding. The Rift is our problem."
"I think Captain Kyoraku and Omaeda are still there." Soi Fon's agile form was shrouded in shadows.
"Once Shunsui arrives, we're closing." Ukitake said from his spot by the window.
Just then, a familiar pink kimono flashed past the doorway, followed by two panther-like hollows, which disintegrated as a pair of scimitars stabbed into their skulls.
"Sorry I'm late." Kyoraku slipped in.
"All assistant captain-level kido practitioners, kindly leave. That includes you, Mr. Kurosaki. The kido sealing will begin now." Retsu Unohana's cool voice radiated throughout the room.
"But Captain-" Isane Kotetsu's urgent protest rang loudly, as she was dragged out of the room.
The assistant captains hurried down the hall. If all went as planned, they would be outside to take down the last few remaining hollows.
Suddenly, Renji slowed. Everyone turned to stare and Rukia made a move to grab him, but he slapped her away.
"We have to go back."
"…the Great Seal absorbed all of the captains and assistant captains in the room at the time, along with several other prominent figures, including the last Quincy, Uryu Ishida and the 'Divine Rejector' Orihime Inoue. Their reishi is now used to support the Great Seal, which successfully closed the Rift and separated the Soul Society from Hueco Mundo. In the days to come, the entire 13 Court Guards would experience tumultuous change, led by Hanataro Yamada, the newly promoted captain of the 4th Company who was the inheritor of Retsu Unohana's memories through the memory-transfer technique she designed….."
Hoshimaru Kurosaki yawned and scratched his raven-black hair. Beside him, his sister Momoko chewed on her pen. Kiyoshi, the third Kurosaki triplet sat enraptured in the teacher's lecture. Hoshi sighed and scratched his head.
Graduation was almost here. All that stood in the way of him and joining a company was the enlistment exam, which was loaded with boring stuff about the Rift and all these weird old guys. BOOORING.
Several months later
"Eleventh Division!" Hoshi punched the air as he bounced up and down on his bed.
"Second division." Kiyoshi observed quietly, looking at his own paper.
"Oooohhh….I got 10th division." Momoko flopped down on the bed in relief, her red hair fanning out around her.
"Good job, children!" Their mother, Momo Kurosaki, beamed down at them, her long strawberry-blonde hair swinging back and forth.
"Not a single failure, eh? Just like your old dad." Their father, Amiti Kurosaki, grinned as he entered the room.
"Shut up!" Momo glared. The fact that she had failed three times was a touchy subject around the house. 'But children, I AM very proud of you." She smiled again.
"Coool! We get shikahusho!" He picked up the balck robes and swung them around.
That night, all three children slept soundly. Tomorrow would be their first day as official Soul REAPERS!