Bleach: Birth of the Ryoka Corps
I do not own Bleach. I give credit for the inspiration for my take on Kiego's and Mizuiro's powers to Random One-Shot, author of the fic "Weapons". But Tatsuki's, Chad's, Orihime's, and Uryu's are mine. All mine. Mwahahahaha!
Anyway, in this Ichigo starts out at roughly the level of power he currently possesses as of chapter 418. I'm bumping up the powers of the others to roughly captain/vasto lorde equivalent level (Ichigo being roughly as powerful as two VL in his 'base' form-I'm going by the assumption that a Gillian-level Arrancar is roughly as powerful as a regular Adhuchas when released).
"Ichigo…if you come after me, I will…never forgive you!" Rukia stated, facing away from him.
"Sorry. I can't let you leave as easily as that," a familiar yet muffled voice replied.
A cloaked and cowled figure used shunpo to appear next to the mortally wounded substitute Shinigami.
"Who the hell are you?" Renji barked.
The newcomer ignored him, dropping to one knee beside Ichigo, who spoke up.
"I'm sorry, boss…I tried…"
"Don't be sorry. You did your job. Just rest. I'll take over from here on out."
Ichigo nodded, and to the surprise of Rukia, Byakuya, Renji, and a barely-conscious Uryu, dissolved into reishi which the cloaked figure absorbed.
He rose and removed the cloak.
"Who am I, Abarai Renji?"
Hardened brown eyes glared at the captain and lieutenant.
"I'm the real Kurosaki Ichigo…and this fight has barely just begun."
Byakuya's eyes widened slightly in comprehension before regaining his normal stone face.
"I see. At the exact moment when Rukia's powers transferred, Urahara must have had Tsukabishi Tessai stop time relative to you and them and made a duplicate of some sort."
"Ding ding ding ding! We have a winner!" Ichigo mocked.
"It matters not. The result will be the same."
"You'd think so, wouldn't you? But let me clue you in on a little secret, Byakuya…all Rukia did was awaken my own Shinigami powers."
"What?" Renji exclaimed.
"You heard me. I'm a Trueblood; my dad abandoned Soul Society when he fell in love with my mother. I'm also something…more, but that's a matter for another time. Rukia retained her powers. They're fading on their own."
His hand went to the hilt of his Zanpakutō.
"I'm afraid I can't let you take Rukia. Not when thousands if not hundreds of thousands of lives hinge on her own!"
He drew the oversized blade.
"I don't have time for the full release command, so… Cut the heavens! ZANGETSU!"
Byakuya leapt into the air to dodge the massive burst of power unleashed.
"Hm! You're as fast as Neko-sensei said you were," Ichigo said from behind him. Byakuya felt the edge of the cleaver-like blade touch his back lightly, as Ichigo said two words.
"Getsuga. Tenshō."
Ichigo strode over to Uryu.
"You alright, Ishida?"
"Does he look alright, Kurosaki?"
Ichigo turned his head to see a tall, lanky, silver-haired man wearing glasses and a white suit leaning against a light pole nearby.
"Let me guess-Uryu's dad?"
"Hai. Ishida Ryuken."
"My dad and Kisuke spoke very highly of you."
Ryuken grunted before slinging Uryu's arm over a shoulder.
"Gather your friends, the ones I know Urahara mentioned to you. I'll meet you there. I have some things to explain to my embarrassment of a son, and we all have a lot of work to do in ten days."
(Short chapter, I know. But I've already started to do the rest of what I've already plotted out as chapter 2, and I'm too lazy to change it at this point.)
