Prologue: Death to Life
The night was cool and clear. On Sokyoku Hill a group of people stood near a giant spear-like weapon.
One woman stood in front of the spear; she looked to be about sixteen years old in human years. She had long straight hair that looked black, but it gave a dark blue shine when light hit it. She stood at 6'3 tall and was thin but not deathly so. Her topaz cat-like eyes looked at the person closest to her. A male that looked to be fifteen years old in human years.
"So you plan to execute me with the very zanpakuto I forged myself. How ironic…" She said before she smirked "Or should I say how foolish?"
The boy frowned and looked at her with hard eyes. "You're always the naïve one, sister."
"No, Gen-Shi, it is you who is the naïve one. I know everything about Kiko Oh, he will not kill me. He only kills those that have an evil heart, have done a true crime, or have great regret. I am not evil as my past activities prove, the crime you're accusing me of is ridiculous, and I have no regrets…" She paused before her smirk got wider. "Unlike you, my foolish baby brother. Who has made so many mistakes."
"Oh? And what mistakes have I made, dear sister?" 'Gen-Shi' asked sarcastically.
Her smirk disappeared as she spoke angrily, "For one thing, putting a bunch of nobles in charge of the Soul Society even though they are cut from the rest of us and most were never Soul Reapers to begin with! Do you truly think that they will make rules that will help the Soul Society? You allowed them to build that damn wall! It makes the souls outisde the wall a bigger and easier target! It also prevents us from going to help them quickly! You let them, and I swear this will come back to bite you in the butt, make the rule that no two Soul Reapers may have the same zanpakuto! What the hell were you thinking? But off of that topic, I have a few more words to say to you."
"What would that be, Sister?" Gen-Shi asked with little emotion as his older sister floated up, the execution slowly coming to a close.
"During the time where the Soul Society is said to be the best place for souls, a traitor will be revealed. He shall do anything to gain the power he wishes for even if it means to turn the worlds to ash." the woman said as if it were a prophecy… which was even more likely the case. She then gave a grin that sent shivers down many's spines. "Within that time I would have already been reborn and will have returned to see the traitor reveal himself to you… But I will not lift a finger to help you fight him. Not till you swallow your pride and admit you were wrong. When and if you ask for help I will answer. If you choose to not accept that you were wrong, then I pity the fools that follow you for you should lead them all to their deaths! So long, little brother… or should I say Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto?"she said then started laughing. Her laugh echoed throughout the Soul Society even as flames engulfed her. Her laugh only ended when her entire being was reduced to ash.
Practically everyone in the crowd was frozen in shock at the woman's laugh. Yamamoto was one of the first to regain the ability to move again.
"Oh, foolish sister, I will prove you wrong. I will lead this place to be the greatest it's ever been," Yamamoto said,looking at the place where he had last and would hopefully never see his sister again.
A group consisting of a very tall and well-built man, a long haired, peaceful-looking woman, a feminine-looking man who appeared to be nobility, and a short-haired woman all looked at Yamamoto with blank looks. Until the woman shook her head and muttered, "The fool" before turning and leading the group.
Many, many years later, human world
"Ichigo! Come back!" Masaki called out to the orange-haired girl running to the other side of the bridge. Ichigo froze as a chill ran down her spine. Masaki grabbed hold of Ichigo and shielded her as a claw came down on the two. As Masaki lay bleeding, Ichigo pushed herself up and freed herself from her mother's arms. Standing in front of the hollow she felt… an instinct.
"It is now your time of regret, Hollow. For it is now the time you will pay for your sins. Cut through the night sky Zangetsu!"
A sword longer than she was tall appeared in her hand. She sliced Grand Fisher's mask without a second thought. As the hollow disintegrated she fell to the ground. One thought raced through her mind as she looked at the guardless blade that stayed in her hand. This thought was the most clear as the rush of old memories started to flood her brain.
I'm back, Gen-Shi, she thought before passing out with a smirk on her face.
…
It was a few quick hours later when she woke up again. Paying more attention to the four others in the room, she saw her father in this life, a blonde-haired man with a bucket hat, a large man with glasses, and a black cat.
It was her 'father' that spoke first. "Ichigo, are you all right? What happened?"
Giving a smirk her old friends in the Shihoin clan would have bee proud of, she spoke, "I am fine. I should be. I wasn't a pushover before I was reborn after all."
That got them bug-eyed. It was the man in the bucket hat that asked the question. "Reborn?"
Ichigo's smirk grew wider and she nodded. "Yup. I was known as the Kuroi taiyo no Megami (Goddess of the black sun) of the Soul Society. Name's Naichgeru (Nightingale) Tsukihime (moon princess) Yamamoto. Nice to meet you."
The bucket-hat man and the cat's jaws dropped to the ground, the large man's eyebrows shot up, and lastly her 'father' fainted.
Ichigo, or Naichgeru's, facial expression turned from smirking to horror. "Are you okay?" she called out before running over to the fallen man and trying to wake him panickedly.
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