YOSH! This is Squalo King with new fic, called Gentle Heart.
I thought this up after my break from writing, this one will be the fic that will replace Iro No Oo Yamada. But first the Disclaimer.
Squalo King does not own Bleach in anyway shape or form, it all belongs to Tite Kubo, aside from Ocs.
Now there will be changes in the story, pairings, powers, and such but I promise I know what I wish to do with the story. And if you point out any grammer problems with my chapters, I appreciate it.
Now before I would be able to do one chapter a week on my other stories but this will be unable to do for this story.
Prologue: The Blue Wolf
Gotie 13 Squad 1 HQ
Over a Hundred Thousand years ago.
Destruction, death and defeat, these were the words that described the newly formed Gotie 13 within the several centuries of being created. Within Seireitei Hollows invaded and reeked havoc, killing civilians and shinigami alike, buildings destroyed by burning buildings, covered with corpses of the fallen shinigami and Hollows, smoke rose from the rubble like dark pillar reaching for the sky. The shinigami moved to intercept the invasion with many of them falling to destruction or holding their own in this large scale attack.
In the rubble of the Squad 1 HQ stood 2 men; one man had a black short hair with a sharp mustache, he had sharp eyes, a captain's jacket of the shinigami and fire seeping from his released Shikai., this man was Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, captain of squad 1 and Head Captain to all the shinigami. The second man wore dark cloak that covered his upper and lower body while his arms were bandaged., he had one blade and a dark rectangular stone in his other hand that seemed to have red reiatsu surrounding it, his blade seemed to be encased in pink energy and as for any facial features none could be named due to his cloak covering his hair and the fact that the man wore an Inugami mask on his face the mask was white with black markings on it and it would be remembered by the survivors of this incident.
Yamamoto's hand was to his heart, he felt a feeling that he would never forget, the feeling of emptiness collapsing on him, he had been wounded which he had burned closed with his fire and the man in the mask had been stabbed in the chest but he showed no physical signs of fatigue, due to his body being covered.
"You will no achieve victory from this, even if you reach him." said Yamamoto. The man with the mask looks up at the sky.
"Wrong, if those are the last moments of my life then they will align with what I seek, I desire that darkness" said the man.
The flames that Yamamoto produced then intensified for all in Seireitei to see, like a beacon that would burn any to ash if anyone was near, but it seemed to part in the presence of this enemy of the Gotie 13, is if the flames feared him.
"You would destroy us all, even yourself, to fulfill that desire?!" asked Yamamoto with rage in his eyes.
"Yes, because all flowers die, even you and even him." said the man.
"I will stop you here and now!" yelled Yamamoto. The man the held the black stone out before him.
"Are you sure you can, can you use it, even when so many have died already?" asked the man. Yamamoto closed his eyes, he then points of his blade on the roof, he knew that any allies that he had were far away from the area and dealing with the enemy's army.
"Longsword of Remnant Flames, East: Rising Sun Edge!" yelled Yamamoto.
Then hot flames are contentraded along the blade of his bankai that burned hotter than any flames that exist. The masked man caused the black stone to emit a colorful spectrum of energy.
"All flowers die. Said the mask man as he shunpoed at Yamamoto and Yamamoto did the same to the enemy.
"C!" yelled Yamamoto.
The two then would battle for the fate of the three worlds that existed; The Human world, Hueco Mundo and the Soul Society. This would be a battle known through the ages by ancient men and women who were the victims and victors of this age, before Aizen, before the Quincy War and long before Ichigo Kurosaki. However this will be a time, long forgotten until that day.
4 months after the event with the Fullbringers
Rukon District
In the slums district of Seireitei were many residents of the Soul Society were during any daily activities, running a business, taking care of their children, children playing with friends, doing unscrupulous business and so on. Shinigami protrolled the area for anything dangerous that they could deal with but so far nothing.
However on a particular street sat a large man under a sign that said "Lottery" with a sheathed katana sticking out of a box. The man had a cloak covering his lower and upper body and a kasa, he had no shoes, he was dark skinned and he seemed to have long messy blue hair.
"I wonder if anyone will win today." said the man.
"Hey you." said a voice.
The man had looked up and saw a bald man and his feminine looking friend approached him, they had on shinigami garb and they each had a zanpakuto. These two were 3rd seat Ikakku Madarame and 5th Yumichika Ayasegawa of Squad 11. The man looked at them revealing his amber colored eyes.
"Whats this lottery for?" asked Ikkaku.
"Anything." said the gruff voice.
"Anything, I'm sure that's a mere exaggeration, surely you can't grant any wish." said Yumichika The man nodded.
"Of course I can, however you have to pay to do this." said the man. Ikkaku and Yumichika looked at each other.
"Pay, with what our souls?" asked Yumichika with a grin.
"If so I'll fight you for it!" said Ikakku.
The man chuckled and points at the two.
"You Squad 11 guys never change." said the man. Ikkaku and Yumichika were thrown off by this statement.
"11th Squad, what makes you say that?" asked Yumichika. The man the scratched the top of his hat.
"What, are you 4th, 7th, 10th, 1st or even 2nd, to me be honest, I just guessed." he siad. Ikakku then elbowed Yumichika in the side.
"Relax," he looks at the man," we are from the 11th, were shinigami of the Gotie 13." said Ikkaku. The man then made a thumbs up.
"I know, I can tell by your dresses and zanpakuto." said the man.
Ikkaku looked annoyed while Yumichika found enjoyment in Ikkaku's dismay.
"Dresses?" uttered Ikkaku. Yumichika then covered Ikkaku's mouth before he could yelled at the man.
"Its fine," Yumichika lets Ikkaku go," know what is this lottery about?" asked Yumichika. The man then pointed at the blade in the box.
"Simple, take the sword out of the sheath, take as many chances as you want."said the man.
"That's it, seems simple, doens't even really feel like a lottery." said Yumichika. Cerulean shook his head.
"Might seem that way, no one has won yet though." he said.
"That so, I'll give it a go." said Ikkaku. Reaching for the blade.
"Your so simple." said Yumichika. Ikkaku picked up the blade and saw that the blade had a blue scabbard, there was no collar, the handle was blue with white with white braids and a black ornament on the handle and scabbard tip.
"Nice sword," Ikkaku then draws the sword," but it looks like I win." said Ikkaku.
"Loser." said the man. Ikkaku got made while Yumichika shook his head sighing.
"Knew it was too simple." siad Yumichika. Ikkaku then got mad.
"Wait I drew the sword, that means I win." said Ikkaku.
"Too bad, you lost." said the man.
"How?!" asked Ikkaku shaking the blade at the man, just then the blade and scabbard vanished from Ikkaku's hands much to his and Yumichika's surprise. They look and see that it was in the mystery man's hands. He then puts the blade back in the scabbard.
"You just lost," he points it at Yumichika," your turn lady pants." said the man.
"Lady pants?" questioned Yumichika. Ikkaku then puts his hand roughly on Yumichika's shoulder.
"DO it, beat him." said Ikkaku urging Yumichika to draw the blade. Yumichika sighs and reaches out for the blade, he draw it revealing the blade and puts it back inside.
"There do I win?" asked Yumichika. The man shook his head.
"Nope, you lose." he said, much to Ikkaku's dismay. The man then took a white stone looking relic out of his pockets and putt
"I don't mind the defeat but don't we have to pay you?" asked Yumichika. Ikkaku nodded remembering.
"Oh right, we didn't win, but if you think that y-"
Before Ikkaku could finish the man held out his hand and emits a bright light from it. Before Ikkaku and Yumichika could react the fell under its spell, motionless and still. Then when the light faded, they walked away and talked to each other while they did, not knowing what they had done.
"Your memories." said the man.
"Cerulean I come out of this box yet?" said a voice in the man's head.
"No, we do a few more, then we go back home, Legion." said Cerulean
"Fine." said Legion.
This mysterious duo were one of the many sparks that would ignite the coming events, filled with life death, love, war, laughs and more. This was Cerulean a man who broke away from a hollowed fate.
Thats all wrote
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"This is Squalo King signing off."