A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic for a sole character... and this one had just given a little background about her so I thought, "Why not make her a history?" and poof! Here it is...I'm quite nervous about this by I enjoyed writing it... Enjoy Reading....

Memories under My Sleeve

I was born centuries ago somewhere on the mountains at the outskirts of Soul Society under a full white moon. It was far away from what I can imagine and it was a peaceful place. I was raised with proper ethics and manners. Most of all, I had unusually adapted to the weather. Winter.

Ever since I was a child, my friends and family knew how special I was. Even if it was so cold, I still enjoyed it. No warm-up clothes were needed; it's as if the snow was enough as a source of my warmth.

Soon, I found out that my mother was always looking outside the house's window to watch every falling snowflake with glee. Maybe from there, it was meant for me to love the snow and how I got my name in the first place. Yuki. No one was against it and they accepted me and somewhat became prouder of me more than ever.

However, everything changed when the hollows with monstrous appearances attacked our village where we lived in. I never thought that these kinds of creatures would survive out in the cold. Many people were tortured and suffered before they stabbed, slashed or burned them to death. I was not really a child back then anymore; I was scared and even more for the safety of my loved ones. I thought in the midst of their conquer, "What should I do?"

Being stuck at that thought, it was as fast as it appeared in front of my eyes how they killed each of my family members. I could still hear my father say to my mother and me, "Run! Go take Yuki with you, aah!" My mother did not hesitate to grab my hand and ran as fast as we could outside the snowstorm.

"Whatever you do Yuki, never look back alright?" My mother's navy eyes were strong despite the fact that we're retreating from the adversary.

"Okaasan, what will happen to Otoosan? We need to go back and save him and the others! Mother, answer me please!"

"They're all dead, we can't go back!" I was shocked to see sadness and frustration overwhelming her being at the same time. I had no choice but to accept it and continued to run.

Suddenly, she stopped. I was a few inches ahead of her and discontinued my running. From afar, I saw a hollow with a human-skull like mask. A bow was on his right like he finished shooting someone. That struck me as hard as a rock. My mother knelt down with a glowing red arrow with black smokes spreading out at the middle of her back. I immediately caught her just before her body went to the sallow ground.

"Hold on there mother!" My tears couldn't help but fall on the side of my cheeks. She raised her hand to lift my chin, "I have always prayed to the Gods to exchange my life and let them give you the power to protect everyone and I'm sure it wouldn't be long until it will come out. It might be too late now, but always remember, we would always be with you. Goodbye my dear daughter, Yuki…"

With her last words that were said to me, she let out her last breath and died at my arms. I broke down, "MOTHER!!!"

On the urge of my scream, the wind from the White Mountains surrounded me. The waving of my hands did I discovered that I can control the ice crystals freezing around me. And so, I managed to defeat the ones who took my life of everyone in the town.

I also had found out that I was no longer a human; I was already one with the snow like a spirit when I can't be seen by normal people at other places near the town and yet the shinigamis did. Afterwards, I buried my home and the rest of our village with snow for I knew that it will be in ruins forever. This was a sign of sealing my worst memories and to keep moving forward. Never look back.

I trained myself to gain full authority on my new found powers and gradually made a weapon out of it to access new ways to make it more powerful. I swear upon this white sword that I will give justice for those who are oppressed by the hollows and protect them by any means. If I haven't protected my family then I shall protect those who will be the next victims. As graceful and as flexible, similar to a dance, the snow with its elegance and beauty, shall overpower anyone who resist the will of nature. I shall serve for someone who heeds my help and shall give my abilities to whoever takes the same path as me. Right now, this is what I am destined to be: a zanpakuto. My name from now on would be, Sode no Shirayuki.

Did you like it? Hope you do... Sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes if you found one... Please don't forget to review, your comments makes me sooo happy! ~Kyaa Please Review!!! ^_^