Hey guys! This is a story I've adopted from TheDemonKingNaruto, because when it was still up I just loved every single detail he put into those 4 chapters alone! I was sad he didn't go any further and discussed it with him. And he let me adopt it after exchanging idea's and told me what he originally had planned and I intend to follow what he had in mind along with my own variations.

I won't change much from the first four chapters he made besides correcting a few mistakes here and there. I will also be adding a few things to make the story more uplifting. Now with that said, this has been rated Mature and it is not suitable for readers under the age of 18. Warning for Incest (Depending on your point of view) and for a different Ichigo from canon!

This is a Dark, Godly Kurosaki Ichigo fic. This is AU for various reasons: References from other manga/anime/manhwa/video games, etc etc.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach wish I did though!

Now on with the story!

The King of Darkness

Prologue: The Beginning

If one could describe the young woman known as Kurosaki Kairi resident of Karakura Town, sophomore at Karakura Highschool and child of the Kurosaki Household then one may say she was a problem child. Always looking for a fight due to her reputation for always getting involved with the unsavory types around Karakura Town. Getting dragged into fights with the local gangs and yakuza due to her fearless attitude and unique traits that made her stick out like a sore thumb. It was because of these fights that created her reputation as those beaten and defeated by her were sent to the hospital. However if you were to speak with one of her friends you would get an whole other description of her.

For example despite her attitude most of the time she can be polite and respectful to anyone that has earned her respect, but she also hated anyone that insulted her for her orange wavy hair and that was the main reason why she always got into fights with the thugs of Karakura and school bullies. Her childhood friend Arisawa Tatsuki would tell you the same and it was through her that Kairi made a good friend with Inoue Orihime due to unique circumstances surrounding them when they were younger and it was in turn through Kairi and Tatsuki that Orihime had found her first true friends.

She also had a friend in Yasutora Sado or as his friends called him Chad, a very tall mexican descent teenager that was a close friend of Kairi's who helped her in a few fights and she did in return. He was given the nickname as the 'Gentle Giant' due to his lack of wanting to fight, but would do to defend his friends. There was also two other friends she had with Keigo Asano and Mizurio Kojima the first of which was always energetic about everything and the second being a fellow friend, but underneath his gentlemen nature was that which his friends called him as 'The Player' due to him always hooking up with older women.

Despite their kinks they were all her friends, but for all this if you asked about her family you would only get the cold shoulder and ignored as none of her friends would utter a word about her family. You would only be left with a warning to never mention such a question to Kairi if you value your life for it was forbidden taboo to even mention the word around her presence.

Despite this Kairi's life was somewhat normal despite being able to see the souls of the dearly departed for as long as she could remember she had good grades near highest in the class and 12th ranked in the School, so she has had a good life for her so far.

However her somewhat normal life was about to change, for better...or for worse

Kurosaki Residence-Kairi's Room

Laying on her bed 15 year old Kurosaki Kairi sighed as she stared up at the ceiling, today for her was just like yesterday another boring day at school while being bugged by the spirits that floated around her. However the only strange thing that happened today was when she saw that strange apparition walking through the street and that small black haired woman wielding some form of katana before taking off.

Other then that her day was normal that is if you could even call her normal since she could see the spirits of the dead and all that.

Sighing again Kairi pulled herself up and just as she walked toward her desk before she stopped to look at herself in the mirror and a small smile spread across her features once she saw how much she had grown. Training with Tatsuki in martial arts and years of defending herself from thugs had kept her body in shape and gave her a well developed body for a young woman like herself. Long legs with a firm buttocks, perfect curves that led up in a alluring fashion to her nice toned stomach while her chest she only wore a small light blue T-shirt which covered her developing D-cup bust. her shirt was two-sizes small so it showed her midriff while she wore some light blue pajama's.

Letting her eyes drift up to her face she saw herself peering back into her own eyes, a shade of pure brown eyes then she let her fingers go through her hair where stray locks linked through the crooks of her fingers. Long fiery orange hair was what identified her as Kairi to her friends as it fell to her lower back while on top it was slightly spiky a trademark she gained from her father while the long orange hair came from her dearly loved mother.

Thinking of her mother brought a lovely smile to her face, the one person she could go to then anyone else was her mother. Her name was Kurosaki Masaki a mother four and to Kairi the only person she could trust to hear her out with her troubles. Thinking about her mother and about all the happy times she had with her was something that could always bring a smile to her face.

She couldn't dream of her life without her mother being there, but since that incident when she was very young she always wanted to see her mother was safe and sound. That night nearly made her snap, but thanks to him her mother lived to see another day.

Instantly remembering him though caused Kairi's eyes to glaze over as a sad expression adorned her face, silently she walked toward her desk and pulling out the drawer she fished out an old leather photo album and closed the drawer. Than she went to her bed and sat down as she closed the curtains. Leaning against the headboard of her bed she opened the photo album and the first picture she laid eyes on brought a small smile to her face before she let her finger softly roam over its content.

It was a picture of her when she was only 2 year's old being held in the arms of another person who looked to be at least 8 year's old. The person was a boy with the same shade of hair as her own only spikier with the same color of eyes like her own however she could see he was nervous of holding her small body, but the smile on his face was evident enough to Kairi that he enjoyed holding her at the time.

She turned the next page and actually giggled a bit when she saw the same boy in the picture before in this one only now he was 10 year's old while she was 4 year's old and at the time she was sitting on his shoulders grinning happily and innocently. And the smirk from the older guy only brought a small chocked chuckle from Kairi as her thumb rested on the boy a while longer before she turned the page again.

This time she came to a picture that caused her eyes to water for it was a picture of her when she was 5 year's old with the boy 11 year's old now behind her while she held her two newborn baby sisters. His hands on her shoulders as he smiled at the camera, Masaki hugging him from behind and her father Isshin Kurosaki giving a proud grin at the scene.

Wiping her eyes Kairi turned to the final page and from there she pulled out the last picture, closed the photo album and slid it under her bed. From there she covered herself under the covers just gazing at the last picture which caused her heart to swell in happiness of past times and her soul to cry in a deep seeded sorrow.

It was the boy now teenager at the age of 15 while she was only 9 years old at the time, she was still in elementary school at the time, but she remembered very clearly that day. The picture showed the orange spiky haired teen giving her a small smile of warmth as he rubbed her hair affectionately as he held a suitcase in one hand and some flight papers in the other. She on the other hand was trying so desperately to keep herself from bawling her eyes out, but the tears were gathering in her eyes in the picture and it was very evident she was gonna break down.

Then a drop fell and then other...and soon two more followed...

Kairi fell asleep with the picture held tightly in hand tears streaming down her face, small rattling sobs wracked throughout her body as she dug herself deeper into the mattress holding the picture like a lifeline.

''Where are you...Ichi-nii?'' was her last words before she drifted off into a deep tear-filled slumber...

Europe-London-Alleyway

The sounds of labored breathing reverberated through the alleyway of the grandiose city of London as a figure engulfed in black ran for his very life depended on it. His feet hitting the murky puddles and scaring the stray cats and dogs rummaging through the garbage bins. Frantically the persons eyes went back before turning their gaze forward to make sure the person wasn't being followed.

Rounding a corner the person stopped enough to catch a breather, the light of the night's full moon cast its illuminated rays on the person to reveal a man in long white robes which were over white garments consisting of a waist length white robe with a white hood which shown to have been seemingly burned by some unknown element. The man's appearance however was strange from your everyday human as he was very pale while his hair was split in two shades the left was white and rolled up in cornrows while the right was dark and fell to his shoulders loosely while strange circular patterns adorned his cheeks. His eyes however were frantic as he looked left to right while he uttered a few words.

''I-I have to hurry, his majesty must get this information! Dammit why won't the garganta open!?'' hearing a slow footstep caused the man's face to twist into horror as he felt his skin literally crawl and shrivel up.

''S-shi-!''

''Did you truly think you could escape me, Luders Friegen?''

Bam!

''Gah!'' the now named Luder's gasped out in pain as the air in his lungs left him as he was slammed into the wall causing it to crack. He coughed up blood as tight iron-like grip clenched onto his neck and he dared to open his eyes only for him to be caught in the gaze of the one he was so trying to flee from. He had no doubt the man before him would have obliterated the entire neighborhood if he so pleased, but chose not to so he didn't cause a scene.

However to his horror he found himself slowly being lifted off the ground, being made to slide up the wall as the offender held his neck in his steel unforgiving grip. Cutting off any way of him getting any much needed oxygen into his lungs, he soon found himself lifted just enough to be eye level with his mysterious attacker.

He was completely at this mans mercy, and he knew very well he would receive none, for this man had no such compassion. He was literally at the mercy of an entity that didn't know what the word mercy meant.

His eyes were filled with fear so much primal fear that any common sense he once had was long gone and replaced with the need to survive, to escape this man-no!-This Monster!

Soon enough the moon's illuminating light pierced through the shadowy veil just enough to unveil the mysterious face of Luder's attacker. And it was that of an older man who looked to be in his early twenties, but the sheer look in his eyes told you different. His eyes were of a cold merciless golden hue that pierced Luder's very soul and if the mysterious man so wanted to he could tear his soul apart with a flick of his wrist!

Such was the power in his eyes that caused Luder to hallucinate for just that second alone, but being slammed into the wall again while causing his head to crack and blood to pour from his forehead quickly broke him from his fear induced state. Slowly he opened his eyes to see the man's emotionless expression looking back at him, his spiky orange hair covering most of his head while his orange bangs shadowed parts of his soul tearing eyes.

''It was foolish of you to run now you will not have the mercy of a quick and painless death...'' he said, his words carrying a haunting chill that would have made any lesser creature try and dig itself a hole to crawl under. Yet for Luder's he had no such freedom as he was pinned to the wall, he could only watch as the man raised his other hand and with soft plop he placed his hand on Luder's face. A second later the man's hand ignited in fire that was a shade of the purest azure which caught onto Luder's flesh and soon silenced his soul wrenching screams as the fire engulfed his entire body, but unlike normal fire this fire was slowly burning his flesh at an agonizingly slow rate.

The azure flames seemed to beckon at the orange haired mans whim and tortured the man in a inferno that melted it's flesh, boiled his blood and turned his bones to ash. All at the torturous slow rate of 10 minutes. For 10 minutes the man watched Luder's burn and give out wordless screams as his body was burned alive before his impassive gaze.

Done with the deed the man let go of Luder's writhing and twitching fire engulfed body causing it to drop like a sack of potatoes on the damp murky dirty ground as the man turned around and left without a second look.

With combination of the moon's rays and the azure fire flickering into the night caused the man's full side of his right face to appear and it showed his golden eyes to morph back into a dull brown as he soon left the alleyway. Stopping he looked up and merely ignored the presence that was watching him from above as he walked on. He perceived the person as not even a threat as he went on his way.

The stranger was wearing the same uniform as Luder's was before only with the hood on and a black face mask covering their face. The person hovered over him, but dared not to so much as make a move as the orange haired man walked on by for he knew if he so much as moved an inch...he would have gained the same fate as Luder's had.

Walking along the sidewalk the orange haired man looked up at the night sky and gazing up at the full moon he let a small smile cover his face.

''I think I've been gone long enough...I think its time to go home...to Karakura. I'll be home soon...Kairi...'' he said and with a, but a flicker he vanished in wisps of black fog and vanished into the wind leaving not a trace that he was there, but the one observer and his still burning victim.

Karakura Town was about to be shaken by the return of its Lost Son...

End

All I did was fix what error's I could see and add in a few things to uplift various scenes. However with TDKN's approval I will be changing a few things in upcoming chapter's. Now for the age's!

Ages:

Kairi: 15

Tatsuki Arisawa: 15

Inoue Orihime: 15

Chad: 15

Ishida Uryu: 15

Keigo: 15

Mizuiro: 15

Ichigo Kurosaki: (Debatable) 21