One day, a five year old boy was playing stickball with friends in New York City when there was a huge thud on the ground. Problem was: there was nothing around to fall that hard—at least anything that could be seen. The boy looked behind him and saw a 300 foot long centipede shaped creature in the way you saw heat coming off of something in the distance.

He then blinked and rubbed his eyes and saw the giant monster. It had an entire blood red body that had the texture of the inside of a sewer pipe. The long body came to a head that was covered with a pure white, bone textured mask. The creature also had two sharp legs on each section of its long body. Its tail also had a spike that protruded like a bee's stinger, only it was four feet long.

This monster then roared and looked down at a red haired warrior wearing a black Japanese kimono with white underlining, wearing a pair of black sunglasses on his forehead, whilst holding a katana. "You think you're tough, you stupid Hollow?!" the warrior exclaimed.

He then jumped 100 feet in the air and was going to come down with a vertical slash through the Hollow's mask, but it reacted quickly and whipped its tail around and smacked the warrior into a ten story building. An incredibly loud crash was made as he slammed five feet deep into a steel girder that supported the building. Concrete rubble then fell over the warrior as he stayed in the bent girder.

"That all you got?" he inquired with a smirk as he fell eight stories down onto a sidewalk, where he made a crater about two feet deep. The hollow then picked up the red haired warrior and proceeded to constrict him using its body like a snake's. He screamed in agony as the monster clenched tighter and tighter.

"That's it! Howl! Zabimaru!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. Though his sword was constrained against his body, it emanated a bright red light and sliced off at least half of the beast's body. The blade changed from a simple katana to a giant, black sword with a shiny, silver blade which had one fang protruding from each section that the blade separated from.

The hollow screamed in agony as half of its body crashed to the ground. Almost as fast as the hollow's body fell, the warrior himself fell unconsciously and he laid there limp and lifeless as the hollow dove in for the kill.

The young boy who witnessed all of this knew that the brave warrior's last moments of life were near, unless he did something to protect him. The boy darted in front of the fallen fighter and yelled out, "ENOUGH!!"

The boy was then surrounded by white energy that emanated from the ground and circled him in a cylinder like spinning cyclone. The hollow backed off and looked at this tiny toddler in anger. "What is this boy?! Why couldn't I sense such power from him before?!" it said in disgust without moving its mouth, "Where did he come from!!"

The bright, white energy continued to pool around the child until he created enough wind to blow around any amount of debris that was up to 30 pounds. The hollow tried to dive towards the child, but the energy that surrounded him was too great to penetrate with anything short of a cruise missile, for he was deflected at each attempt of attacking the child.

The red haired warrior looked on in awe of how much power was just pouring out of this five year old boy. There's just no way any human could display this much power, could there?, he thought. The child's eyes then began to glow black and the energy that surrounded him turned from white to black while his muscle mass began to increase.

The child then jumped in the air to meet the monster's head at about 50 feet and landed a right-roundhouse kick square in the forehead so hard, a piece of its mask broke off. Part of a human's face revealed itself after it was broken off, but it didn't faze the child a bit. The kid then slammed down with his left fist and shoved the Hollow six feet under.

The Hollow was in a daze and couldn't believe what was happening. It then looked up and saw the child bring together a giant amount of energy into his hands on the left side of his body. The child then cried out, "KA! ME! HA! ME!!..." And on that last syllable, the energy turned again from white, to black. He then held out his hands like an open clamshell and screamed, "HAAAAA!!"The monster tried to lunge at the boy, thinking the blast wouldn't harm him, but it completely obliterated not only the monster, but the buildings surrounding it.

When the smoke cleared, the child was still in the air, exhausted, and panting for air while still having his arms outstretched from launching the blast that nearly decimated a city block. The red haired swordsman looked up with a dropped jaw in amazement of how well this five year old could defeat such a strong Hollow. The boy's eyes returned to normal, he passed out in mid-air, thus he began to fall.

Noticing this quickly, the swordsman jumped up, sheathed his katana, and jumped up to catch him. After catching the child, he laid him down on a piece of raised rock so the head would be elevated. "What happened?" the child inquired wearily as he came to.

"You did good, kid. You did good. Now calm down and wait for your parents. You'll be hearing from my commander very soon about this little battle. And if you want to come and look for me, my name is Renji—Renji Abarai."

"Thank you, Mr. Abarai….." The child passed out and Renji opened some Japanese sliding doors to a bright lighted tunnel in the middle of the tattered apartment complex.

"Take care, kid", he said as he darted through the doors.

Thirty minutes later, all of the children came back with their parents to see 'the boy that flew and threw light'. Everyone circled around the unconscious child in the middle of the tattered battlefield. "I swear he was flying, mommy!" one child exclaimed.

"He even did this thing from Dragonball Z! Goku's signature move!" one teenager proclaimed. All the parents stood in disbelief of how much damage was done in such a short amount of time. Most etched a score towards demolitions, while others claimed something outrageous like aliens attacking New York City.

His mother ran from beyond the crowd, crying as she ran. "Where's my baby?! Where is he!" she wailed. The sobbing mother pushed her way through the crowd to see her son unconscious and thoroughly exhausted. "Wake up, baby. Please, wake up."

As if her words were magic, the boy opened his eyes and said, "Mommy? Is that you?"

"Oh yes, I'm here Kenkou, I'm here." Kenkou then fell asleep and his mom walked off with him in her arms towards their apartment building, which faced opposite of the one that just had its facing decimated.