This is my first Bleach story, or a story with already created characters. I tried to match their personality as best as i could. I hope you enjoy and please review.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach
Ichigo couldn't believe it had only been thirty years since Aizen had caused all that trouble. The time was so peaceful in Soul-Society even as the 5th Squad Capitan he has had time to kick back and relax with the occasional Hollow attack. Though deep inside of him he could feel something coming, something that Aizen couldn't even compare to.
"Dear." Rukia snapped him out of his thoughts. They both had changed with time, like all must do, though it wasn't their appearance that had changed. She was now a Vice-Capitan under Ichigo, along as his wife. The times fighting with each other had brought them so close before they even realized it. "It's about time for the Captain's Meeting, isn't it." Rukia slid her arms around his, calming his mind from the twisting feeling he felt all around Soul Society. She knew he was troubled by it, he had told her about it the first time he had felt it. She couldn't feel it, but all the Visoreds could.
"I know." He brought his hand to rest on her soft face. She really did help him calm down a little, but there was something that both worried their minds. Their children could feel it as well, meaning they had Hollow powers inside them, sleeping, waiting to awaken. "I really should be going." He stood up, Rukia was still the same midget from when they first meet. He gave her a kiss on the head, then quick-stepped over to the Capitan's Meeting.
Ichigo had been the last one to arrive, all eleven other Captains stood watching facing the middle with Yamamoto looking out at all of them, still commanding even with only one arm. Ichigo gave them all a quick nod before quickly walking towards his place in line.
"Cutting it close aren't you Ichigo." Renji whispered next to him, he wore his 9th Squad Capitan's haori well.
"I know." Ichigo whispered. "Before I forget, Rukia wanted to set you up with someone again." Renji cringed remember how bad the last one had gone. Ichigo held back a laugh remembering it as well.
Before Renji could protest Yamamoto coughed, cutting off whatever Renji was going to say. "Now shall we begin the meeting." He started. Ichigo knew it would be about the ruins they had found some weeks ago, all of them knew it. They were a valuable part of history, but his feeling had come since the day the ruins had been uncovered. It made him nervous about what was going to happen. "Central 46 had made their description about the ruins, concerning Captain Ichigo's and the Visoreds." Yamamoto looked over at Ichigo then towards Hirako, now the 3rd Squad's Captain with the rest of the Visoreds placed in the squad as well. "First before I tell you the decision I will tell you this, the ruins hold a great amount of history of the Time Before. It will help us understand many things." Ichigo could see where this was going, so did all the Captains. "So despite the concerns of Captain Ichigo and the Visoreds we will be excavating it."
"That is stupid." Hirako blurted out, enraged from being ignored. "You can't feel what we feel." Ichigo was outraged as well, he wanted to go to Central 46 and punch everyone of them in the face for their stupidity; but he had a family now. He had to think of them as well. "It is something that turns out guts inside out. At night we have terrible dreams." Ichigo had that as well, even his children had been screaming in their dreams.
"He is telling the truth, even Yuki and Shiva are troubled."
Yamamoto banged his staff on the ground gathering the attention of everyone before a fight broke out. "The decision of Central 46 is final. You are dismissed."
The Captains filled out. "Why were we even called?" Mayuri seemed a little disgruntled from the time away from his experiments. The Captains thought the same thing, a notice could have just been sent out instead of calling all of them. It really wasn't like Yamamoto to do that.
"Just think of the research you will have in the ruins." Unohana said.
Mayuri stopped for a moment, then a terrible smile broke across his face. "I should get ready." Ichigo was afraid for whatever was found at the ruins if Mayuri was going to examine them.
"I still think this is a bad idea." Renji had agreed with him, though he couldn't feel anything. He trusted what Ichigo said and had seen Shiva screaming in his sleep when he ate with them one night.
"We can't do anything than hopping we are wrong." Ichigo stated.
"I guess but..."
"Father." Renji was cut off again, this time by Shiva running up to them. The resemblance between Shiva and Ichigo was obvious, the only difference was the black hair he had gained from Rukia and his face was younger, with out the years Ichigo had.
"Sorry Renji." Ichigo apologized towards Renji, but Shiva was usually quiet and when he spoke it was something important. "I should talk to my son."
"It's hard to believe he is already twenty." Renji looked over at Shiva, already a ranked seat under Byakuya. Renji had trained Shiva personally and had an unbreakable teacher/student relationship. "I understand." He patted Ichigo's back hard sending him forwards a little. "We'll continue our talk later."
"Thanks." Ichigo patted Renji's back, sending him forward this time. They had become great friends over the years, as well as rivals when fighting, having petty competitions that entrained their squad members. Renji walked towards Shiva, he stopped, bowed towards Renji, then walked a little more to be standing next to Ichigo, almost at the same height maybe one or two centimeters shorter. "What is it Shiva?" Ichigo asked his son.
"It's Yuki." Shiva talked calmly, but in a strange hurried manner that only he could. "She went to the ruins, there was a cave, and she's trapped in it."
Ichigo went into action immediately. "Go tell your mother, then you two find Zennosuke Kurumadani. He should be able to get her out easily. I'm going there now to see if I can do anything."
"Got it." They both flashed-stepped ready to save Yuki as fast as they possible could.
*****Cave*****
"Don't worry." Shiva yelled towards her through the rocks, blotting out the all forms of light. "I'll get Dad."
"Ok." Yuki tried to act helpless, just for fun, but it was hard. She was rather excited about this. The dark, suffocating presence she had been feeling for so long was gone, extinguished with a different feeling that had called her towards where she was and was still calling her. "I'll stay here." If she told him she was going to continue on, there would be no way he would leave. He would use kido to contact Mom and Dad instead of going himself.
"I'll be back as fast as I can." And with that Shiva was gone. "Hadō #31. Shakkahō." A crimson ball of flame lit her in her hand. She weakened it a little, putting all her spiritual pressure into light, something she had learned from Renji.
Are you sure about this? Bāningu Kōsetsu*, her Zanpakutō, spoke to her. Yuki rested her free hand no the Zanpakutō's hilt.
"Don't worry" Yuki told Bāningu Kōsetsu. "I'm just going to explore a little."
Fine. Bāningu Kōsetsu was like her conscience but was just as curious as Yuki was about this strange feeling that was drawing both of them. They needed to find out about this strange feeling to stifle the curiosity.
The light of Shakkahō lighted her way along the cave. She had seen many caves and traveled through them with Shiva, but this one was different. The walls seemed to have been etched down by something dragged, making it perfectly smooth and rounded at top. She pressed her hand to the wall, her spiritual power flowed through her body to the wall against her will, drain her so fast the Shakkahō dissolved. She tried to pull her hand off the wall, but it wouldn't, she was frantic now. Her spiritual power was draining fast even with her abnormally large amount. She pulled with all her might, the wall let go of her hand sending her flying backwards, landing hard against the ground.
Yuki was breathing hard from the sudden draining of her spiritual powers. She had never even heard of something like that. It freaked her out to think the wall drained her, even held on to her.
Are you ok? Bāningu Kōsetsu's tone was concerned, she had even felt the draining. She was frightened, but still wanted to continue on for some reason. She didn't understand this feeling she had, it was like her Dad's but more something, she just couldn't place what.
"Yeah." She took a few more heavy breaths till she could breath lightly again. She waited a few moments to regain her cool then conjured another Shakkahō and continued onward.
The cave wall's started to grow father apart as she traveled on. The light from the Shakkahō also seemed to be fading as she went deeper into the cave, it wasn't from her lack of spiritual power either.
She walked a little farther till a large slab of stone blocked her way. She could feel that what ever was calling her was behind the slab of rock. She reached her hand to touch it, despite the encounter she had with the cave's wall earlier. "Yuki" She stopped a hair breathe away from the stone as she heard her Dad's voice calling her.
"I'm here." She called back. Her voice echoed around the cave, she knew her Dad would her even if she had just whispered. A sudden gust of wind, she turned her face away from the wind. Her hand accidentally pressed against the slab, the creaking of the stone could be heard as it slowly moved upwards. She removed her hand immediately realizing what she had done.
Dad standing next to her, tall and strong like always. She looked more like her mother, except for her hair was his color. She thought it was funny how only the hair was switched between her and her brother. "What is the world?" He gazed at the slowly moving stone, she stared as well, to disturbed from what was on the other side to speak or turn her head.
A boy that looked her age was crucified against the stone wall. His arms and legs weren't just nailed to the wall, chains wrapped around his body so tight, he would stay suspended if the nails weren't there. Crimson blood ran down the walls filling the deep abyss that ran on either side of a small walkway that led to him. He was skin and bones, no muscle or fat and his blood must have been drained a long time ago. He must be dead, there was no way anyone could live though this. It was a miracle that his body hadn't decomposed at all.
Yuki wanted to see the poor boy's face, but the light of the Shakkahō didn't reach him. She started to move forward, but Dad held out his arm stopping her. "No, we should leave and get others."
"Hello." The boy spoke weakly. They both jumped back from the boy's voice. He was alive, even after all the years he must have spent alone in this cave.
*I used Google translator for the translation, I wanted it to mean Burning Snowfall but because translators are crap I'm not sure if that is actually what it says.