Reborn book four: Lemniscate Espada of Eternal Oblivion

by Emerald Kitten Tail

Death...was just the beginning. She was devoured, in return she devour them. Memories are lost, memories are regained. Evolution and reforging of one own soul. Siblings fall to the pits of hell and soak in pools of blood. One forced to spy, the other struggling with sanity as he falls. This is the fate of the Kurosaki Siblings. Can they become whole in the end or die trying?

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Sorry everyone for the delay, life has been rather hectic for me with college and everything. Now, I would like to say thank you to everyone that has waited so patiently for this story to happen. To be honest, i had writers block for a couple of months and had to work the story in my head with what i was writing and how it all keys together with future events. Basically, as this series goes on, it will get a lot more complicated.

Now, if anyone has any suggestions for the story please feel free to message me through the PMs or if you are a guest on this site ill take it as a comment. Please no flaming, criticism is perfectly alright but flaming just makes things more difficult because most never say why they dislike what is being told and when asked they wont explain. Sometimes its over silly things like something i use for an ingredient in something (One of my Harry Potter stories had a mention Snowy owl feces because i was bored lol but i changed it eventually) or in a few cases, like stuff to do with LGBT oriented info/characters. I believe it was JustaGuestReview that commented on Wolf of Sorrows and id like to say, "okay you don't like my interpretations of characters, well im sorry? There really isn't much i can do about that. I am not much of a secondary character kind of girl. And thats just what i had Akane and Edward portrayed as. They weren't key, just background that caused little events that manipulate the story. Everything i do in these stories has a focus to the absolute end goal of our main character."

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Sitting in her crib with her brother Ichigo, Chiyoko stared at the see-throughman above her bed. He had a loving smile on his face but sad at the same time. She knew instinctively that he wouldn't harm them but it fascinated her that she could see ghosts. Given her brother's reactions to them, he could probably see them as well but was too young to be inquisitive about the spirits.

Lifting her pudgy little fist toward the spirit, she smiled a wide grin that the man easily returned to her. He reached out to her and touched her little hand. A small tinge traveled down her arm and into her chest. It wasn't cold or anything, it was like something inside her was making contact with her soul in order for her to touch the spirit.

"Such a beautiful little child. I used to have daughter just like you when she was your age. So curious, so happy. But she couldn't see me and it hurts that she couldn't but I know I'm not of the living world any longer. All I want to do is cross over but something keeps me hear, to watch as other children grow and die like my sweet Kimiko has." Clear tears fell down his face and evaporate into blue particles as they fell from his cheek.

"Goodbye for now little one, maybe we will see one another in the future." He quickly floated out the window above her crib and into the darkness of the outside world.

Blinking at the odd departure, Chiyoko turned her mind on the last two years of her life. The last thing she remembered was going to bed with Ryoga and Nadoka but when she woke up she was once more in the body of a newborn baby. She wailed like crazy the first month as she was wracked with the loss of yet another happy life. But once she came to terms with it, she really started looking at her new family.

Her father was rather goofy and dramatic, usual liked to whine about things when either of his first-borns ignored him. From what she learned he ran an emergency clinic that was attached to their house and when he did his job he was utmost serious. He was rather tall with spiky black hair and a few whispers of facial hair on his chin. He had warm black eyes though.

Her mother on the other hand was beautiful. She had Strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes with soft facial features. She was kind and gentle with them but Chiyoko also noticed that she wasn't a fan of sticking to traditions and was very protective of those she loved. From what she noticed in the last two years of life her mother was a stay at home mother, which while not a bad thing it was definitely something she could ever do.

Looking over the bars to her crib she wondered what was going one outside of her room. She could hear arguing of some sort coming from her parents but she couldn't hear it to well. Leaning forward she pushed herself up onto her little feet and grabbed onto her edge of her crib. With more motor control than most five-year-olds she swung her body over the other side before slowly lowering herself down to the floor.

Once she had her feet firmly on the ground, she made her way to her bedroom door. Concentrating on the shadows around her she willed one to wrap around the door knob. With a quick twist and pull she had the door open.

Perhaps she should explain that one. For whatever reason, since Thalia hadn't lived long into her last life due to her death, she for some odd reason got her soul items early than she expected. Of course, this severely startled her new parents when they came into her room the next morning to find their daughter with a metal arm, strange markings all over her body, as well as animal tail and ears. Thanks to this they had called over one of their friends with blonde hair and a bucket hat. They did some weird scans of her body and the bucket hat man said they were manifestation of her soul. She really didn't understand how he knew that but she put it off as something that she wouldn't be told of until she was much older. They probably didn't even think she could understand them at two years old.

Peeking her head out in the hallway she tried to figure out where they were. The sound kind of bounced around a bit in the house but it sounded like it was from downstairs. Shuffling her body towards the stairs she sat down and scooted down one step at a time. With each bump, she got a little farther down.

She was about halfway down when she was able to make out what they were saying but she was going to keep going down anyway.

"We don't even know why they appeared, Isshin! Urahara said it was because of her soul but what if it's because of our powers! Or even the Hollow that was trapped inside my soul! I know you can't but I can already feel her Raishi. And its strong, really strong, but it doesn't feel like anything I've ever felt before. Hollow, Quincy, or Shinigami! Were lucky nobody has come by to figure out what it is!" her mom yelled out with agitation laced deeply in her voice.

"It doesn't matter what it is, love. She's our daughter, a mixture of Quincy and Shinigami. There is no way to tell how her powers will develop, if she ever even learns to harness them. It could be that her soul didn't want her to be at a disadvantage and took those forms to help her in some way. They might not even mean anything."

"But those marking on her chest looks like some of the Quincy of legend had! And those black swirls on her arm seem like hollow markings. Urahara couldn't figure it out but what if she's something new or a mixture of all three? She could go insane because of all those mutations. I don't want to lose my baby to herself!"

Finally getting at the bottom of the stairs, she walked into the living room to find her mother being held in her father's arms as she cried. Oddly enough something inside of her told her to keep her true origins from her family for the time being. She didn't know why or what gave her this feeling but she knew it had to be important somehow. But that didn't mean she still couldn't love them.

Walking towards them she wrapped her little arms around her mother's leg in the best hug she could give. Her mother pulled her face away from her father's chest and looked down at her. A smile came to her lips instantly.

"Oh Chi-Chan, how did you get down here?" smiling a shy smiling at her parents she buried her face into her Kaa-chan's calf. Her parents looked at one another and smiled. Bending over her Kaa-Chan scooped her up in her arms and cradled her against her breast. "Did mommy and daddy's yelling wake you up?" she shook her head no seeing as she had never fallen asleep, "Oh were you being naughty and not going to sleep like a good girl?"

Giggling she bobbled her head up and down, making her parents laugh with her.

"Well I guess naughty girls don't get to read her books tomorrow."

She lifted her head up of her mother's bosom and stared at her father in horror. She had 'started' reading a few months ago and had quickly made her way through them so she could get to the interesting ones as fast as possible.

Of course, that had instantly made her parents think she was super smart, which was true, but she had to or she would be to bored waiting to grow up. That was the major issue with being born as a baby and not just being awoken when they become ten or something.

Her Kaa-Chan laughed at the look she was sending her father, "Oh yes, naughty girls don't get to read for being naughty."

She pouted when her mother just mirrored her father's words. Turns out even nice parents could be cruel at times.

0/0

Tightening her training Gi she looked at her friend Tatsuki as they waiting in the dojo girls changing room. Her friend was cute even at nine years old but she kept her appearance that of a tomboy. Her hair was shorts and spiked out away from her face on the sides and she usually had her hands covered in bandages from busting the skin on her knuckles after practicing too much or hitting the dummy wrong. She was friendly though and often claimed that she made her brother Ichigo cry the first time they fought together in the dojo. It wasn't hard to see since they had only been four years old at the time but teasing him about it five years later was still kind of funny, especially because Ichi-nii still gets flustered about it.

"Are you ready for today Suki-Chan?" Tatsuki sent her a look for the nickname but she had been using it for so long now that she didn't let the glare bother her.

"Yeah and I plan to win!" the girl pumped her first up in the air and some other girls groaned, an excited Tatsuki is a painful Tatsuki. Giggling at her friend's words she nodded in acceptance, this was a fairly common thing for the girl to say before any of their karate tournaments but it didn't always happen. In fact, to her knowledge her best friend only won twice in the last five years of practicing, the rest were second place, and that was because she simply couldn't beat Chiyoko and only won when she couldn't make it to the tournament.

"Get a move on girls, matches start in three minutes." The dojo master called in to them. A collective sigh escaped the girls before they finished getting dressed and headed out.

The dojo was in actuality a warehouse with bleachers on the sides for parents to sit on and mats placed all along the floor. The only reason why it was in a place like this was because over the last ten years apparently purchasing or even renting a space big enough for a dojo was extremely expensive and the master could only afford this one and manage to live with it as it was. Why a warehouse was cheaper was anyone's guess but it was and that's what mattered.

Looking at the bracket she quickly found her name under the A section. So, she'll be in the section near the boys changing rooms. She didn't bother reading her opponents name seeing as the ref would say it at the beginning.

Strolling over she spotted her Kaa-Chan sitting in the bleachers with little flags saying Ichigo and Chiyoko. Waving at her mother, which got her a warm smile in return, she stepped up to her mat and sat down.

"All contestants to their mats." The master called out and they quickly got into place. With her tail wagging behind her she hopped to her feet.

Her opponent was a boy of at least twelve years of age with strong looking arms. He had bandages wrapped around his lower face with a pair of glasses on his nose. She didn't know it but he also was missing a few teeth from trash talking to one of the local gangsters and got himself beaten up. He took up his fighting stance and she could instantly pick out all the incorrect points in it. It was extremely distasteful.

The second his eyes landed on her they widened, "Oh shit, why do I have to fight the freak!?" his voice broke a bit as he talked but she only glared at him harder. She really didn't like being called that to her face.

The ref ignored his words but took a few extra baby steps back, it was fairly common knowledge that she beat up anyone that dared say that right in front of her.

Staring at the idiot, she slipped into a fighting stance and nodded to the ref. He looked at both of them one at a time before raising his hand.

"Ready? Begin!"

As soon as the fight started the older boy charged her like an ape in a china shop. Swinging his fist at her face, she quickly did a back flip and kicked him in the jaw at the same time. There was a decent cracking sound as her bare foot connected with her face, making a smirk appear on her face.

Landing on her feet in a slight crouch she watched as the boy fell backwards, having lost balance at the blow, and landed on his back rather heavily. He didn't move besides to clutch his jaw in pain as he whined. After not getting up in time the judge called her match.

"Winner: Chiyoko Kurosaki!"

There were some cheers from the crowd, apparently, the boy wasn't their biggest fan. The boy's father ran down to their mat and picked him up and placed him back onto his feet.

"Don't worry son, you'll get that freak next time." He said loudly, making her glare at them the entire time before they scurried out of the dojo to get the boys jaw checked out.

Seeing as she had to waiting for her next match until the first ones were all done she went over to her brother since he was sitting on the sidelines.

"Nice kick Chi-nee! That jerk deserved it, nobody calls my little sister names and gets away with it!" he yelled out with a massive grin on his face. Giggling, she gently gave him a little push to the side as she sat down.

For the next hour, she watched as different kids all fought at various degrees of skill. Most of the kids that had trained for a few years straight had some skills, Tatsuki and herself being an obvious example, while in a few cases it was like throwing two monkeys a single banana and watching them fight over it until one goes down, like her first opponent.

Ichigo went up shortly after she finished her own fight and she thought that he was definitely improving. He still lost but he put up a good fight and showed that he had skill. Unfortunately, his opponent was on the larger side of equation and had lots of fat to absorb any of her brothers blows. They definitely weren't in the same weight bracket but the master liked to give them a challenge and while Ichigo was a disadvantage in strength, he had a leg up in speed. So, the fight was whether he could last long enough to tire out the big guy while the big guy had to learn to increase his reaction times and not put his entire weight into his throws. Either way it was a good lesson for both of them.

Tatsuki was in a situation like her own fight. The difference was that instead of her opponent complaining that he was fighting a girl with animal parts, he complained that he had to fight a girl. This turned out to be his undoing. Just as everyone knew now to call her names to her face, they also knew that to underestimate Tatsuki because of her gender was a big no-no. The kid thought he'd finish it in once punch and when he threw it Tatsuki slipped in under her guard and fired rapid punches into his gut with a final jump kick to the side of his head. He went down like a sack of potatoes and was making it rather obvious to all that was there that you don't make fun of any of the girls in this dojo.

At the same time, out in the courtyard of Tokyo prison Genma Saotome Sneezed into the face of the leaders of the most violent Prison gang. This lead to the panda getting his arms and legs broken in retaliation. Neither inmate nor guard bothered helping him, his crimes were well known throughout the prison.

Blinking a few times Chiyoko wondered why she just got this sudden feeling of joy through her entire being. Shrugging it off she stood up to go take place into her last fight of the day.

"Okay girls, I want a clean fight. No hair pulling, scratching, or biting understood?" the ref said in an absolutely serious tone.

Both Tatsuki and Chiyoko's faces twitched at the ref's words. It was like he expected them not to take this seriously and act like it was some common cat fight between sorority girls. Both girls took in deep breaths to keep themselves from jumping the idiot for his words and showing him just what they could do.

Together they slipped into fighting stances. Chiyoko ran her eyes up and down her best friend's figure. There weren't many holes in her stance but her body was supremely tense which may increase her reaction time but it also made it harder for her to change up her moves as fast as she needed.

Tatsuki on the other hand was staring at her friend with worry in her heart. It wasn't used often but whenever they fought in the finals of a tournament Chiyoko would use a completely different form of martial arts. The problem was that it was a blend of many different fighting styles, some she didn't even recognize, and when she asked her friend what it was called she simply smiled and said Anything Goes like it explained itself perfectly.

"Begin!"

Jumping at her friend, she quickly dropped to kick her feet out from under her. Luckily for her Tatsuki managed to jump over her friend's foot and launch her own in return. Seeing the foot coming at her Chi snapped her hand out and grasped it before throwing it to the side and making her friend turn in midair. Waiving her arms in an instinctual response to losing her center of gravity being thrown for a loop Tatsuki quickly ended off on her hands and knees with her back bent like a bridge.

"Awe Suki-Chan! Are you fighting or practicing your dance moves?" she asked her friend in a cutesy voice. She smiled when her friend growled at her and the Ref backed up even more.

"I'll show you dancing!" It was rather ironic when Chiyoko was the dancer between the two.

Tatsuki seemed to flicker out of reality before appearing behind her friend and releasing a kick at the middle of her back. Smirking Chiyoko quickly jumped up over her friends kick and wrapped her legs around the other girl's head.

"Gotcha Suki-Chan" Said girl's eyes widened when she realized what was happening, she hadn't even felt it happening.

Still in midair, Chiyoko threw herself back, forcing them to flip in the air. She made them go a little further than usual because she didn't want to bash her friends head into the mat, instead it was her back. The crowd winced as one when it finally ended with the bushy tailed girl slammed the other one into the mat with a heaving crash. To most of them the last thirty seconds was nothing but a blur.

Lifting herself off her friend's chest, she offered her a hand to pull it up. Tatsuki almost wanted to glare at her friend and get up on her own but Chiyoko did win fair and square. Grasping hands Chiyoko pulled her friend easily on her feet before bowing to her which Tatsuki quickly returned.

"Winner and Champion of this month's tournament: Chiyoko Kurosaki!"

"Yaaaaay!" Cheering Chiyoko glamped her best friend and started jumping up and down in delight. Tatsuki tried to act all tough but it didn't last long under her friend's enthusiasm. Soon both girls were bouncing up and down, giggling and cheering. Ichigo even cheered from their mother's side while Masaki just smiled at them all and softly clapped her hands in cheer.

As the pair finally calmed down Tatsuki gave her friend one last hug.

"We're still hanging out tomorrow morning?" the raven-haired girl asked. Bobbling her head Chiyoko remembered them planning the meeting a few days ago.

"Yup! At the football field, right?"

"Yes"

"Kay, I'll be there, Bye Suki-Chan!"

Splitting up Tatsuki ran towards her father, who had been waiting the entire time for them to finish with the master near the entrance to the dojo. They shared a hug before Tatsuki ran outside into the pouring rain and her father followed her with her coat in his hands.

"Let's get going before it really starts pouring, kids." As one both Kurosaki children nodded and took their coats from their mother. In an instant Ichigo and her were dressed and sort of warm, her brother in a bright yellow one and herself in a bright green.

Holding their mother's hands, they left for the night, only stopping briefly to say good bye to the master.

The second the trio stepped foot outside the door they were blasted with cold wind and water. Their mother clung to their hands even harder and started pulling them down the road. They didn't get not ten minutes away when Ichigo cried out.

Snapping her head toward her brother she noticed him staring at the canal. Following his line of sight, her own eyes widened when they landed on a young girl standing on the side of the river bank.

"Ichigo!" her mother yelled out.

Whipping her eyes back onto her brother, she found him running down the side of the hill towards a girl. Her mother instantly reacted, letting go of her own hand, and ran after him. Not having much of a choice, she went after the both of them.

The hill was slippery under the rains assault but she managed to get hold of her footing. Seeing her mother about to reach her brother, she sped up as much as she could in order to reach them. Just as she was about to reach her confused brother and upset mother a shadow covered her form.

Spinning on her heels to see what it was she screamed in fear. It was a freaking monster with a white mask and a body of seaweed and a dangly thing on its head. It roared in her face before grabbing her around the waist and lifted her up in the air.

"Kaa-Chan! Nii-chan!" she screamed as she kicked this thing in terror and it only laughed. Crushing her terror, she summoned her chain blade and stabbed it in the creature's hand. Or at least tried to but it phased right through it. She was so shocked that she dropped her blade upon the soaking ground.

Both of her family members turned and looked on in terror at the sight of Chiyoko floating in midair. Masaki instantly realized what was going on but she was drained from her powers suddenly being ripped from her, there was nothing she could do. If that Hollow's soul hadn't merged with one of her babies she would have already been dead from that.

"Nee-Chan" Ichigo screamed out and ran past his frozen mother in hopes of saving his sister. But it was too late. Then all of a sudden, a black space ripped into reality before Chiyoko was chucked into the black void. Tears ran down his face as his little sister disappeared into the darkness. "Noooo! Nee-Chan!" So wracked with grief, he didn't notice the void lunge at him as well. The last thing he knew before getting bashed in the side and falling unconscious was a scream and something wet splattering on his face. Not far from them was the handle of his sister's mysterious weapon.

Chiyoko screamed even louder when the beast suddenly opened its mouth wide to reveal a black void. Terror shaken she could do nothing as the creature sudden moved its arm and throwing her face first into its mouth.

As soon as she entered it maw the darkness attacked her. IT wasn't a physically thing but a spiritual and mental action. Gritting her teeth, she tried to fight back but she didn't know how. Then something inside of her jerked and she felt herself being pulled from her own body. A chain sprouted from her chest and it lead back to her body which was rapidly evaporating into blue particles that the darkness quickly consumed.

It was instant and eternal all at the same time. With each inch of her body evaporating memories of her past started disappearing one at a time.

First were the ones as Haruka and all of her achievements. The time she spent with her family, raising Zandre on her own and finally being forced to tell Nadoka before school started again. Her sexual nights with either of Ryoga and Nadoka and the feels that filled her during those moments. Her friendships with Ukyo, Nabiki, Alex, Gabe, professor Willard, and the amazons. The hours she spent training her Ki, body, and mind with Happosai. The entirety of her training trip with Genma and Ranma. The Jusenkyo curse and her year at St. Hebereke's School for girls. Becoming Grandmaster of Anything Goes Martial arts.

After that her years as Elfriede were being wiped away. Learning the Automail craft under Granny Pinako with Winry. Her love for Von Hohenheim. Helping Allie become who she really was inside. Years of teasing Edwards and Colonel Mustange with the help of Allie and his team. Thalia's decent into doghood and the puppies she had as a result. The rebellion against Fuhrer Bradley and the Homunculus father. Her children.

Then her life as Persia slowly become lost to her. Her childhood with her mother and the development of her love for blood and raw meat. The years she spent training in Ballet with Nathan, and then Nathan's leaving. Her friendships with DJ, Nico and Bianca di Angelo, and Derick blanked in a flicker of an eye. Her summers at camp Half-blood and meeting the first love of her life, Dionysus. The adventures she went on to protect the camp and helping the Greek Gods. Saving Zoe and getting Thalia turned into a wolf. Her pregnancy with twins at the hands of Dionysus and her defeating of Kronos. Spending years redoing her boat. All her weapons training in fencing, throwing knives, Archery, and with her chain blade.

Cecilia's were disappearing just as fast. Her years of training as a hunter in order to survive in the wild. The continuous sexual assault on her body under the hands in numerous forms. The children she birthed and the ones they birthed under herself and the actions of either her sons or a titan. Designing her home to fit her needs by trading sexual acts with the titans. Being submissive to their wants and demands. Her love for her creators and the consequential despise that festered under their hands when she was given her first name.

And finally, her time as Chiyoko. The times she played with spirits as a baby and babbled with her brother in nonsense. Showing her love for learning and being accepted by her parents when her soul awaked fully in her current body. Listening in on her parents as they talked about Quincy, Shinigami, Hollows, and that she was a mixture of all of them but not knowing the results of such a being. The years of learning karate with her brother and Tatsuki. All the sleep overs between her and Suki-chan. Yuzu's love for family and cooking. Karin's passion for football and her happy laugh as she played with their father. Ichigo and his desire to anything to protect people, as well how easily he showed his emotions. Her father Isshin and his goofy actions and love of healing. And her mother…her mother's warm smile.

All of it, everything that was her was washed away from her. Leaving her a shell of her former self, nothing but an empty spirit. A hollow being. And then the pain came.

It was gut wrenching and horrible. Her face hurt like something fierce and her body felt like it was about to explode. Then it all stopped.

Blinking she wondered what was going on. Than something started coming up her throat. Screaming she held her face as the liquid flowed out of her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. It hurt and it slide under her fingers before pushing outward and hardened over her skin.

Breathing heavily through her nose she slumped down to her knees. Her face felt weird and elongated, especially around her mouth. She could also feel more teeth inside her mouth and they were definitely sharper.

A zap of energy zipped across her skin and more of that fluid started coming out of her mouth. She didn't even bother trying to fight it and just bared though it. Her insides shifted around and her bones cracked and reformed into new shapes. Falling forward she landed on a pair of legs that definitely weren't the arms she had seconds ago. They were also covered in some hard-black material that blended in to the void around her. With wicked sharp claws extended from her paws

Her back-legs shifted and cracked. Her legs pointed down and her tail draped over her backside as what she knew was her butt was pointed outward. Stretching out and opening her mouth she tried to call out for anyone but all that came from her lips was a bark.

Pausing she looked down in confusion. Was she not able to talk? At the sound of a sharp growl coming from her own throat she had to take that as a yes.

Hoisting her new body up she took a small step. The moment her paw touched the ground her leg gave out and she flopped forward. Whining lightly, she forced herself back up and tried again. She didn't know who or what she was anymore but she would figure out how to bloody move!

One step at a time she went. Sometimes she would stumble and fall if she went faster than she was ready to but she got back up and kept at it. Eventually she was able to run around at least somewhat fast and turn while doing so. A full out sprint was not going to happen anytime soon though.

Just as she was about to stop moving the world around her seemed to ripple before the very reality ripped apart and she found herself in a dark forest. Sniffing the air, she smelt the revolting yet enticing scent of blood and death. Snarling her teeth, she walked on, trying to get an idea of just where she might be.

Looking up she could see the trees going up into the darkness. There wasn't anything on the trees, just lots and lots of branches. Approaching the nearest trunk, she scratched at it with one of her paws and looked on in wonder as her claws easily sliced into the hard rock tree. Pulling her claws away, she amazed at the feeling of them grinding against the insides of the tree. Lowering her head to inspect her paw she was completely shocked to see as gleam shining of the underside of the claws. She had somehow sharped them even more by doing that.

After repeating the action with her other paw, she made her way away from the trees. Whatever had put her here probably would send something to attack her and she did not want to fight anything at the moment, especially when she didn't have a clue what was going on.

She wandered for what felt like hours until she came upon a cliff side. Looking up the side of it she couldn't see anything besides sharp edges. It would be perfect to build a place for her to stay.

Digging her claws into the rough mountain side she took an uneasy step up. And then another. With each consecutive step, she got just a little bit more confident in her ascent to the point where she was running up the side of the mountain with her claws quickly going in and out of the rocky surface.

Panting for breath on a ledge she googled as she looked over the side and saw that she must have been as least a hundred feet up. She didn't think many creatures could get to her unless they used those trees, climbed up like she did, or could fly.

As she laid there she noticed that she could feel some sort of energy flowing into her from the air around her. It was rather bizarre to feel but it seemed to refill her and make her less tired from her climb. It made her wonder if there was a way to store more of it inside her body or gain more of her own?

Deciding she could figure that out later, at the moment the energy she was absorbing would be enough for her. Yawning heavily, she felt her eyes starting to drop. Mental exhausted, if not physically, she curled into a ball with her back against the Cliffside and let her body fall asleep.

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Ichigo stared off at nothing as he sat at the police station with his father's arm draped over his should and holding him close. His body was still covered in his mother's blood and he refused to let go of the blade his sister made appear out of nowhere before she was thrown into that void of darkness. He had tried to explain to the police what happened but for some reason they just wouldn't believe what he was saying. One cop suggested he was trying to cope with what really happened and his mind came up with something crazy to replace it. When they tried to take the weapon from him, his father thankfully was able to stop them once he heard that Chiyoko made it appear from thin air. He didn't say why but Ichigo had a feeling that his dad wanted to keep it as a reminder of his daughter.

"Kurosaki?" a male voice called out.

Both Kurosaki males looked towards the source and Ichigo wasn't sure what to make of the grey-haired man with glasses and fancy suit.

"Ishida-san" his dad called out in a strained voice. The man's face instantly softened a touch.

"The police have decided not to detain you two any longer. Go home, get cleaned up, and get some sleep. You can decide what to do in the morning." Dad stared at the man for a long second before sighing heavily and nodded.

Seeing his dad stand up Ichigo quickly hopped onto his feet and clenched the blade to his chest, not even caring that people were giving him weary glances because of his appearance. His father gently laid a hand on his shoulder, as if to make sure he was still there, before gently pushing him towards the exit.

"We'll speak more tomorrow afternoon, you have my number." The man called out as they passed but neither Kurosaki showed that they had heard him. Given that he didn't call out again he must have known that they heard.

Dad had taken the family car to pick him up at the police station and once they reached it, both slid inside. Once they were buckled up and moving Ichigo turned his focus onto the weapon that was in his lap, completely ignoring the blood on his clothing and hands.

It was a rather pretty blade if he didn't say so himself. The main part of the blade was a dark green color with a pitch-black edge. In the center of it was a wave design made of some kind of stone and the handle was pure black. When he jiggled the handle, he popped off the top part. For a second, he freaked out inside, thinking that he had broken the last thing he had of his sisters, but when he pulled the handle a little bit farther away he was astounded to see a glittering dark chain connected to the blade from the handle. He wasn't sure how far it went but he wasn't going to try it.

Running his fingers over the smooth metal he wondered where his sister might have gotten something like this but he was coming up blank. The only time he didn't hang out with her was when she was with Tatsuki-Chan and that was because he didn't want to spend time with two girls, sisters are different than friends. And even if she got it from somewhere else, where had she stored it until she pulled it out tonight?

"Dad?" his dad looked over at him and tried not to focus on his wife's blood all over his child's body.

"Yes Ichigo?" his voice was strained still but Ichigo didn't pick it up this time.

"Where could have Nee-Chan gotten a sword like this? Or even put it until tonight? She didn't have it on her when we were attacked."

Isshin looked over the blade once more. It was one of the most beautiful and irregular weapon he had ever come across. And that was saying something because he used to be a Shinigami caption and their blades were always weird. With its odd coloration, the chain, and the utter feeling of power it gave off he would have to say it was a Shiki of some sort but not one he had ever felt before. Not Shinigami, Hollow, or Quincy but something else. Almost Godly if he had to take a guess. But that was impossible, the only thing he knew of that was even close to being a god was the Spirit King and he was pretty sure he wouldn't give a weapon to his daughter, especially not after he abandoned the Soul Society.

"I don't know son, did she say anything before it appeared?" he had to be sure, for all of their sake.

Shaking his head Ichigo wondered why she would have to say something for it to appear, it steamed kind of silly to him.

"No, she was just scared and screamed. Then she was swinging it down at the ground and let it go. She was thrown in that black void thingy right after that. Do you know what happened to her, dad?" he asked innocently with grief driven curiosity.

Wincing internally Isshin shook his head in denial. It hurt him deeply when his son's static face dropped a little as sadness came to him. He should tell the child about the spirit world, he already knew that both of his eldest could see pluses, but he didn't want to get them involved while they are still living. It was bad enough that Chiyoko got devoured by a hollow and wouldn't get to the Soul society until someone killed it and released her soul. Clenching the steering wheel, he promised that if he ever got his powers back that he would tear that vile creature to shreds for killing his wife and daughter. He wouldn't have it any other way.

"We're going to have to tell Yuzu-nee, Karin-nee, and Tatsuki-Chan what happened aren't we?" his soft voice filled the car. Sighing Isshin nodded once. "I don't think we should tell them that Chi-nee was thrown into some black hole." Pursing his lips, Isshin really didn't want to think about this but for his children he will force himself to.

"No, I don't think they would believe us. We're going to go with the story the police put together." Tears fell from his eyes just thinking about the story they police speculated to him, he honestly didn't know which was worse, the fact that his daughter was eaten by a hollow and wife killed or that his wife died protecting them against a predator and the killer got away with his baby girl. Honestly, if he had to put it down to a simple choice, he would pick the hollow. At least they were quick about it and didn't destroy their targets emotional, mentally, or physically. Eating them notwithstanding.

Staring out the window, Ichigo tried to picture what the police said his might have been taken for but he just couldn't understand what it was they had been talking about. What could an adult man do with a little girl? It just didn't make any sense to him. What really happened made much more sense than the polices' ideas.

When they finally arrived home Ichigo went up to his room, a room that he would no longer share with his sister, and only stopped to put her weapon on her bed before going to his own bed with silent tears and sniffles at all that he lost within the span of a few minutes. All because he wanted to stop that girl from falling into the river and he couldn't even do that.

Downstairs meanwhile, Isshin was sitting on the couch clutching a bottle of sake in one hand and a picture of Masaki and Chiyoko smiling together. Soft sobs of utter anguish escaped his throat as he sunk into a night of despair as he finally let his emotions run freely. He felt so useless and unsure of what he would do now that two of the lights of the Kurosaki family wouldn't never be returning.

0/0

Waking up Chiyoko stretched her body out, enjoying the feeling of her back popping as she yawned a monstrous yawn. Giving her body a little shake to get the kinks out she wondered just what she should do today. She could wander around some more but then she might lose her new resting place and not be able to find it again.

Extending her senses, she tried to pick up on any sign of nearby life but she didn't catch anything relatively close. There was something fighting far off in the forest making a bunch of noise but it was a few dozen miles from her at least.

Turning her eyes onto the mountain, she wondered if she could do anything with it. She already knew that her claws were sharp enough to pierce into it. But would they be strong enough to Dig into it as well? Well there's only one way to find out.

Walking over to Cliffside she gently started to scratch at the rocky surface. They sank in rather easily and when she kept putting on force to pull out, small chunks came with. Smiling a doggy smile, she yipped in delight before going at it full force.

It must have been hours since she started but she managed to dig out a whole big enough for her to stand up in rather comfortably. IT slopped down slowly from the entrance into something resembling a room or den. It wasn't much but she was fine with that. Maybe later she would make it bigger and add tunnels with other rooms and exits, so in case she got attacked she could escape unnoticed.

Thankfully for the black armored wolf, whatever it was that she had become it didn't seem to need to eat anything nor drink to sustain itself. She didn't even feel the need to go to the bathroom, or even if she could in this weird armor plating.

Sitting down on her back hunches, Chiyoko decided that since she now had something of a home, she could go out into the forest and check things out. Maybe meet some other creatures and figure out just where she was.

Climbing out of her home and onto the small ledge she listened around. The sounds of crashing and snapping filled her ears almost instantly. Whatever had been fighting earlier had migrated close to her location. Looking out into the forest, she focused her eyes in an attempt to see just what it was.

Tree…tree…. tree…rock…. tree…what the heck is that!?

No less than thirty yards from the base of the mountain there was a creature fighting against what looked like a massive Parakeet. The first creature that freaked the bigamies out of her had what looked like tentacles for legs, a snake's body, and a demented hippo shaped mask on its face. It wasn't moving all that fast because of it bizarre body type. Both of them were covered in cuts and looked rather delirious at this point in their fighting. Suddenly feeling hungry, Chiyoko decided that they would definitely make a nice snack if nothing else.

Creeping down the rocky Cliffside she kept to the shadows and low to the surface in an attempt to avoid detection. Once all four of her paws were firmly on horizontal ground, she made a short dash for a tree. The Bird creature had managed to wrap its claws around the others snake like body but it was useless in picking it up. While the Bird was large for its apparent species it didn't look no more than three times the size of a normal one. If the hippo thing could just get its tentacles or snake body around its torso it could probably squeeze it to death.

The Hippo masked creature seemed to have gotten fed up with its attacker and lifted its front half before It turned around and rose above the bird's body. Opening its maw, it came down with crushing force onto the birds own mask. It squawked once before stilling. It happened fast but from the bottom upward started breaking down into blue particles and flew into the hippo's mouth. When the bird was entirely gone, it gave a heavy swallow like its mouth was fully.

Chiyoko stared at the scene before her trying to figure out what had just happened. From what the young wolf could tell, these creatures run off that blue energy stuff and they can get more of it by killing and eating other creatures. She seemed to run off some kind of energy in the air but if she wanted to get more of it she would half to kill other creatures of her own kind. A spark of sadistic pleasure shot up her spine and a grin came to her canine face.

Crouching low to the ground she slowly snuck up to hippo creature. It seemed to be just lazing there now that it satisfied its self with its kill. Paws falling gently upon the forest floor she looked over the creature just a bit more than before.

Its legs were like that of a quadruped with two in the front and two near the back. Snake body was at least 24 feet long from head to tail but the tentacles were placed were it had about six feet of length for the tail and the neck going to the head. It was slow and uncoordinated from what she saw earlier. Getting an idea of what she could do she put it into action.

No less than four feet away from the creature she leapt into the air and sank her claws deep into its back. A ghastly wail escaped its mouth but she ignored it. Ripping into it with her claws she gorged out chunks of scales, flesh, and stomach. It tried to fend her off but she had positioned herself right in the center of its back where it didn't have the mobility to get to.

Blood soaked her entire front as she kept rendering the creature into chunks. It felt so good to her to sink her claws into something and watch as it bleeds and wailed in pain. Finally, after only two minutes of gorging she sliced through the last layer of flesh and the creature sliced in half. Bloody entrails of its insides gushed out of its now broken body and the hippo finally stopped moving.

Then like before the body began to break down into blue light. As it entered her maw, her eyes widened at the sudden influx of power. It was like she was on empty before and now she was almost full. At that moment, a hunger awoken inside her and it wanted more… so much more!

Howling to the world around her she broke off into a run, grinning at the thought of devouring more creatures and gaining its power.

0/0

After the death of Masaki and Chiyoko Kurosaki, Ichigo's life changed drastically. He didn't smile to anyone but family and wore a small frown most of the time. He came off as uncaring to those around him in school but was warmer to those he cared about, like his little sisters.

When his sister never showed to meet up with Tatsuki, she came running to their house to figure out why. And Ichigo had to tell her of their fate. To his utter surprise, the tough Tatsuki broke down right then and there, clinging to him as she cried for the loss of her best friend. She ended up staying the night that night with her dad's permission, just to find comfort in those who understood her loss. After that the pair became friends, not as close as she was with Chiyoko but still much closer than they were before.

Sighing heavily nine-year-old Ichigo pulled himself out of his bed and stared around his room. It was small but it was okay for him and his sister. Because of the size, they had to share a bed but that was okay, it kept them warm and they felt safe together. Anyway, the room had changed a little bit since she died a few weeks ago.

Where there once were posters of martial artist and scientist, there was now blank walls. Her clothing had been boxed up to give to Yuzu and Karin when they were older and the wolf plushy that she had always favored was now downstairs on the memorial that they built for the two of them. Looking around his room, all he could think was that it felt empty, just like him. Without his sister, he felt lost, she had been the one that always knew what to do or say, not him.

Pursing his lips, he made his way down stairs to smell of cooked food. Coming into the kitchen he was still rather surprised to see his father cooking food. Usually mom, yuzu, and Chiyoko did it together but without the other two Yuzu just wasn't ready to try on her own. Although she did beg a few times but dad said she could help if she wanted but she wasn't allowed to do it one her own until she was at least eight.

"Good morning Ichigo!" his father called out to him in a cheerful and goofy way.

His frown shifted slightly at the sound of it. Ever since that night his father had started coping by acting like an utter idiot most of the time. While he did it a few times to entertain Yuzu and Karin beforehand, now he was like this most of the time. He somewhat understood why he did it but at the same time he hated it, he needed a father that he could actually talk to but this version just played everything off as a joke unless one of them were hurt really bad.

Grunting he strolled right on past the raven-haired man and went to the Memorial. His father only sighed but didn't try and push it, which he was thankful for.

Stopping before the memorials, Ichigo let his eyes take it all in to make sure he never forgot them. His father had gotten a photo of Mom and Chiyoko-nee-Chan blown up and framed on the wall. They were smiling happily out at him and it made his heart twist up inside. He'd never see those smiles again and it was all his fault. Silent tears fell from his eyes as he let his vision go down.

Underneath the photo was a table covered in some of their most favorite things. Mom's jewelry was lying there with a bracelet that had some kind of cross on it was resting on a velvet pillow. He didn't know why this one was so important to his mom but as he took in every detail of it, he swore that he would never let it get taken from them.

Turning his eyes upon his sister's things, he smiled. For whatever reason, the necklace and bracelet that she always wore had appeared on his bed a few days after the incident. He didn't know how that was possible when she was wearing them when she was thrown into the black void but he wasn't going to question it too much.

Running his finger over the necklace he wondered just what they all meant. There were five beads on one side, a stone of some kind that glowed lightly, a ring, a gear, and a locket. Reaching for the locket he popped it open and looked at the pictures that were incased inside of it. He didn't recognize any of them but they all were smiling out at him with love.

The bracelet was next. The bracelet its self was like a band around her wrist, it goes on but don't come off, it was made of silver and had some kind of purple stone in the center. There were only two charms on it now, a golden hourglass and a green diamond. He knew there had been another one on there before but couldn't remember what it had been. Either way, it was pretty and even though it all looked rather odd to him, it had fit his sister perfectly.

Taking his eyes off them, they landed upon the weapon she had summoned from nowhere. Dad had it taken to a swordsman to see if he could figure it out and what they had learned had shocked them. The blade was made out of several different metals and stones. The main part of the blade was made from some form of bronze that appeared to have been introduced to a chemical to change its coloration. The edging was made of an iron he had never seen as was the handle. What really blew it all way though, and thoroughly confused all of them, was that the wave design was made of molten amber. Yes, liquid amber, not solid, and the chain was crafted entirely out of an extremely dense but light-weight onyx crystal. In all of it, there was not a single seam to show the crafting. It was like it was crafted all at once.

When they had asked the man how much it would even cost to have a weapon forged the answer took the wind out of their sails entirely. He told them that even if it could be done, only the absolute richest people in the world could afford to have such a thing to be made. And if they ever sold it, they would bankrupt three of those people just to get this one of a kind blade. Not that they would ever dare sell it but it was startling to know.

He couldn't help the grin that came to his face. IT didn't surprise him as much as he thought it would that his furry of a sister would have something like this. She was always so…different…compared to everyone around them. Heck if she wanted to she probably could have finished school already, she was just that smart. He remembered a few times he had walked in on her while she was mumbling to herself in some other languages. He only knew that one was English and another was possibly Chinese of some sort but it still amazed him, she had been fluent too.

"I miss you Chiyoko-nee. I hope that what ever happened to you, you are at least safe. Yuzu, Karin, and Tatsuki-Chan all miss you terribly but I promise, I'll do whatever I have to make sure they are safe and happy."

Letting determination fill his eyes, he strolled out to set the table. Never looking back as his sister's items glowed for a short second and then died out like it had never happened.

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Chiyoko sighed as she stared out over the forest from her cave. She had been here for a year and yet nothing had changed. She kept getting flashes of a life as a human girl but none of them were remotely happy. In fact, they were downright horrific. The constant sexual assault upon her young body and her need to please the beings that created her. It only got worse from the age of twelve until the point where she died in her fifties. There were still blanks in her memories but she had been slowly regaining them.

Over the last year, she had realized that the more she used her Cero and ate other Hollows, the more of her memories she unlocked. She was nowhere near close to mastering it but she had to admit that for being a regular hollow she was pretty strong. It also helped that her amount of power had increased by a ton in the last year. She could still live off the energy in the air around her but with each passing kill its ability to fuel her was becoming less and less. In the last year, she figured that she had eaten at least one hollow a day and her powers here starting to build up.

Feeling her skin pulse, she let out a whine. This had been happening a lot lately but she didn't know why. It wasn't a constant pain or anything but it was there at the most annoying moment. To try and expel some of her power she had fired her Cero at any hollow that came near her. This unfortunately, for her hunger, put the word out to the other hollows not to come near the mountain side or die. So, she had to go farther and farther away from her home to eat. Although it did wonders on how much energy she used to create and fire a cero. She figured it was cut down at least to a fourth of the original amount.

Knowing there was nothing she could do to expel the energy, she turned and slipped inside her home. IT had changed a bit since she first built it. Where before it had been just enough for her to stand and walk in a small circle, now it was a large cavern. The ceiling expanded at least forty feet high with a few random tunnels going off from that. As she carved this chamber out she had designed it with ledges so she could leap from one to the next to get where she wanted. She even managed to use her claws, and not kill the hollow, to skin it of its pelt at least ten times and when she had enough, she ate him. She now had a nice pile of furs that she used as a bed.

Trotting over to her bed she wiggled herself under a few of them and laid her head on her paws. There was a little bit of light from the strange crystals she had found in the mountain but it was only enough to see the outline of things inside the cavern. Which was perfect because of that light she was able to not feel like she was trapped in that void like she was at the beginning. She liked shadows but she didn't like the feeling of nothing but that darkness all around her. One could say she had developed a fear of the dark which to anyone that knew her would find absolutely ridiculous.

Feeling bored she yawned but jumped at the sound of fabric ripping. Snapping her eyes open she came face to face with a rip in reality right in front of her. It was completely black except for the light she could see at the end of it.

Quirking her head to the side she wondered just what this was. It seemed similar to that void she was born in but different somehow. That was nothingness while this one was like a bridge or maybe a tunnel. She had long since gotten a little bored with the forest of Hueco Mundo and was always looking for someplace else to visit. This thing seemed to offer her at least an answer.

Making her decision, she crawling out of her coverings and stepped into the gateway. She only took a few steps when the one she came in snapped close, leaving her with only way out. Going slowly, she noted that when the rip behind her closed the energy that was constantly funneling into her body from the air had stopped dead. Which meant that she had to find hollows in this place to eat and refill her stores before she goes empty.

Looking out of the rip in reality, Chiyoko found herself standing a least five stories up in the air with nothing underneath her to stand on besides open air and then the ground at the bottom. Sighing she should have figured something like would happen to her.

Trusting her gut, she leapt out of the gateway and channeled some of her spirit energy into her paws and was instantly rewarded with not falling. Lifting her paw, she carefully pressed it down on the air right before her and yipped in joy when it felt like she stepped on something solid.

Dashing off above the city she appeared in Chiyoko had her first honest bout of fun since she became a hollow. Grinning like a loon, or as much as wolves could grin, she chased after birds as they flew through the sky. Most would squawk in fright or indignation and fly away from her but that was only added to her enjoyment.

After playing with the birds of the city for a few hours, Chiyoko felt herself starting to tire, so she started her decent to the ground. While playing with birds in the air is fun, it sucks her energy from her more than she would like.

Just as she was about to touch down she heard the howl of a hollow and it was pretty close. Licking her lips, she took off after the sound. Weaving down roads and around metal things, she came upon a park. Here green eyes instantly fell upon the hollow that was making the racket.

It was rather small, only a bit bigger than herself, and shaped like cockroach. Even its mask had those nasty pinchers. It was baring down on a young girl with a chain attached to her chest as she tried to hide inside the jungle gym.

The hollow was hissing in delight as the girl whimpered in fear and Chiyoko felt her blood start to boil. She knew other hollows ate human spirits but she did not like it when they went after the souls of children. Maybe it was the forceful mother instincts as result of her painful memories of that girl Cerilia when she knew she was being repeatedly raped to bring children into the world, but she wouldn't not let another being harm children no matter what species.

Growling at the disgusting creature, she crept up towards the pair. It tensed for a second before whirling in her direction. It hissed and clicked even more but even if she could understand it, she wouldn't have listened. Making her growl even louder and glaring at it straight in the eyes, she dashed at the beast. Apparently, she wasn't the only one that thought this as the cockroach charged at her as well.

They clashed in the middle of the park with a thunderous bang. She snapped her fangs at what she thought might have been its throat and tried to at least sink her front claws into its flesh but with the creatures dozen or so legs, it made it extremely difficult.

Hissing as one of its legs stabbed itself into her armor, she tore herself away from it before it could succeed in ripping a chunk out of her body. She tumbled for a few feet before coming to a stop and jumping back to her feet just in time for the cockroach hollow to scurry over to her and try and sink its teeth into her jugular. Starting to get really pissed she channeled some of her energy into her maw and charged up a quick Cero.

Before the roach could pull away or move to the side, she released it point blank into its mask. There was a massive cracking sound as the hollow screamed in pain. While it was busy with trying to fight the pain of its mask partially shattered she pounced upon it and gorged her sharp claws into its open face. There was one last scream of earth shattering pain before it exploded into Spirit Energy. Without even thinking about it she absorbed it into her own body.

All at once, she felt her body bulge outward and pain flared through her. She didn't know how but she knew that she was at the brink of evolving but she still had to do something before her body would let her. Her subconscious had already killed off all the souls that she inherited from the other hollows she ate, so she knew she would be in control of herself as a Gillian. There just had to be something she was missing.

Pushing through the pain, she focused on the child she had just saved. She was still hiding in metal cage and still looked scared but she couldn't blame her. Walking toward the girl, she sat down upon her back hunches and leg her pink tongue flop out of her mouth as she lightly panted from the fight. She didn't move an inch and just waited for the girl to approach.

It was slow at first but eventually the girl realized that she wasn't going to hurt her and came out of the metal cage.

"Umm…thank you for saving me doggy." The girls voice was like soft chimes in the wind and it made Chiyoko feel happy to hear it. Yipping at the girl she flopped on her front and kept her head in the air as her tail wagged happily behind her. The child giggled at her actions and came a little closer and reached out her hand.

It was hesitant but she had done it. Leaning in, she let the girl run her fingers over her armor plating. She could see the wonder in the child's face at the fact she was covered in a hard shell instead of fur. She went over her entire face, neck, and back just marveling at the feeling. She stayed away from her paws though which she had to admit was probably a good idea.

Before she could do anything, the girl wrapped her arms around her neck in a hug. A whine escaped her throat at the odd feels it brought up inside her but it didn't last long. Pulling back the girl stood up and bowed to her.

"It was nice to meet you doggy. I hope I'll get to see you again." The child sent her a large smile before running away from the park and down the street.

Chiyoko watched as the spirit child left before turned her eyes up to the moon that had risen some time ago. Feeling tired of being in the world of the living she channeled some spirit energy into her claw and slashed at the air before her. A rip in reality appeared before her and she dashed off to go back to her home in the cave of Hollow Forest.

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Rukia Kuchiki stared at the scene between the human and the pitch-black wolf hollow. It was beyond normal if nothing else. Never in all her years of fighting hollows had she ever seen one that would let a human soul caress its body, let along hug it, without using it as a trap to devour the innocent soul. They had to have been either a very loving mother or at least empathetic.

She had been about to step in when the first hollow started to attack the plus soul but before she could even unsheathe her Zanpakuto the wolf was gorging its claws into the cockroach hollow. What had freaked her out was the Spiritual Pressure it was giving off. Back in the Academy the instructor had given them an idea of how much was needed for a hollow to evolve into a Gillian Menos Grande and this hollow had just reached that breaking point when it absorbed the other hollows energy.

It was a really long second when she saw the wolf bulge outward but didn't transform. She found herself still wondering up until and after the hollow summoned a Garganta and returned to Hueco Mundo. Sighing she reached into her uniform and pulled out her soul phone. This was something that would really interest her captain, he was all about how there could be good in every spiritually powered being.

"This is Rukia Kuchiki, stationed in Karakura town. Something just happened that I really think you will want to hear, Captain Ukitake."

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Sitting on the couch in the living room of his family home Isshin took solace in his empty house. Ichigo had taken Karin to her football game today and Yuzu had tagged along to cheer her sister on. So, he was enjoying the moment to just relax. That however, wasn't going to happen because of the sound of something scratching on his door.

"What the hell could that be?" grumbling to himself he got up from the couch and walked to the front door. Looking throw the peep hole showed him nothing and yet the scratching continued. Sighing he threw the door open and thought he was about to scare off one of his neighbor's dogs when he came face to face with a large white wolf with bright blue eyes and strange markings on its head and neck.

It quirked its head to the side and stared at him. Sweat dropping a little bit Isshin tried to figure out just what was happening.

"Are you lost fella? Do you want help finding you owner?" He nearly jumped out of his skin when the wolf actually spoke back.

"I'm a girl you fucking idiot! Learn genders why don't you."

Before he could even respond the wolf pushed right past him and trotted into his house. Blinking he slowly shut the door before following after the apparently female wolf that had just insulted him. The second he stepped into the living room the wolf rounded on him.

"Where is she?! Where is my friend!" her voice was filled with worry and desperation while Isshin was just getting confused. "I feel her, that she is here somewhere" Scratching his head Isshin was really starting to get lost.

"Um… Just who is your friend, Miss?" the wolf just looked at him like he was retarded and for some reason he felt really offended.

"I don't know her name! She's had so many now that I have trouble keeping the first three straight." The wolf threw dropped her head down and made a whining sound that tugged at his heartstrings, "All I know is that she is intersex, has a metal arm, a necklace and bracelet, and some weird markings over her body."

Isshin instantly froze at this creature's words. That sounded exactly like his eldest daughter but what does this wolf have to do with her? And what did she mean my having three names already? If she was talking about reincarnation, then he would understand but when that happens the soul is whipped of its past life and put into a new body.

"I had a daughter almost exactly like you describe but I'm sorry to say she isn't amongst the living any longer, she died last year." His mind flashed back to the thought of his baby's spirit running around in the form of a hollow. He didn't like thinking about it since he didn't have a way to track her down unless she revealed herself to any of them. And that wasn't likely to happen since almost all hollows forget about their families right after transformation and if they don't then his entire family would be in her stomach by now.

Thalia frowned at the Japanese man's words. If her friend had already died, then she wouldn't be feeling her life signature in this life any longer. But it was still strong, if a bit darker, and it was connected to something inside this house.

"Did she leave anything behind when she 'died'? It might be a bracelet, a necklace, or even a flask? Please its important!" She tried to stress her need for it, although she wondered in the back of her mind why this man was taking a talking wolf at face value.

Isshin stared hard at the wolf. The way she said died made him think that maybe she knew something they didn't. Besides it's not like she could get anything away with any of Chiyoko's things. After they placed her soul items on the memorial none of them but Ichigo had even been able to touch them without being shocked rather nastily. Coming to a decision, he nodded to the canine and walked to the memorial.

Following along behind the man that was her best friends current father, she had to admit that he was a lot nicer than the last one. That one had paralyzed her with some finger poking, tied up her friend, and then bashed her own head in with a rock while she couldn't even fight back. That last thing she head was her friend's screams and pleading to the fat man. That was the first time she ever died and she really didn't want to do it again any time soon.

When they came to a room off to the side of the living room, she stopped and stared up at the picture. Right there in broad daylight was her best friend and her current mother. The mother had strawberry blonde hair and warm brown eyes and she could see that her friend took after this woman at least in body type.

Her friend was short like usual with raven colored hair and black eyes that she must have gotten from the man that let her in. To her surprise her friend was actually dressed for once and didn't look all that uncomfortable in them as she used to and always complain about it. Anyway, her skin was as pale as it had been during the last year of her life as Persia and if she looked closely she could still make out the Automail port for her arm. Her shadow markings from her mastering her shadows the first time were still on her arm and she could see the very top of the Flamel mark under her tank top.

What really surprise Thalia though was the wolf ears and tail that the girl had. They were definitely real, she could tell from experience, but the question was how did she get them? She hadn't had them when she met her briefly in her last life, so that had to mean she had gotten them somehow later in that life and they stuck with her when she died.

Then her eyes landed on the Chain Blade.

"She was being attacked by a creature of some sort when she died, wasn't she?" the man nodded, "what happened? I can tell she is still alive in this life, at least spiritually, so there must be something going on."

Isshin looked at the wolf with hope in his eyes. The last year had been so rough on his family with the death of Masaki and Chiyoko. If there was any way, anyway at all, he could find a way to bring his daughter back from the darkness of being a hollow and this wolf held a clue then he would take it. So, he leads her back over to the couch and sat down.

"If you really have a connection to my daughter, then maybe you can help me at least release her soul from the state it's in now." Thalia watched as his eyes filled over with sorrow and determination, "You see, there are three different types of afterlife in our world. There's the soul society where souls go after death and have the option to become Shinigami to protect souls and purify hollows. Then there is Hueco Mundo, and that is where spirits that can't cross over go and become hollows. They feed on the souls of other, including their own kind, to try and fill a void in their hearts but as far as we know none have ever succeeded. The last one is hell and that's were those that commit rape and murder go. None of this is common knowledge unless you have a connection to the afterlife."

Thalia listened as the man explained this and she had to wonder how such a thing existed when she knew the Underworld was in this world as well. Maybe it was a location thing or based on belief? She snapped out of her internal thoughts when she saw tears starting to fall from his eyes.

"Last year Chiyoko, that's my daughter, was eaten by one such hollow and my wife simply killed by it before it escaped. When a soul is devoured by hollows there is an extremely small chance that they will become hollows, otherwise they are simply consumed by the hollow and not released into the afterlife until the hollow is purified."

Sparking a little electricity, Thalia thought over what she had just learned. By the sounds of it, Chiyoko would have to become a hollow instead of being devoured if she was still feeling that she was living. It would also explain why her soul felt darker to her than last time. If hollows were beings of dark emotions, then when they choose Chiyoko they basically hit a jackpot. That girl had more negativity in her that most could ever have, besides a god.

Isshin felt his arm hairs stick up before he actually saw the electricity spark of the wolfs coat. Cautious of it, he inched away just a smidge. Now he wasn't so sure he could beat up the wolf if she tried anything. Inviting a wolf inside his home said nothing about lightning in the brochure!

"Would it be too much trouble if I stayed here? If Chiyoko does come back maybe I can help break through to her?" he looked at her like he was weighing the consequences of letting her in, "I am house trained and I think I have all my vaccines."

Isshin cracked up at that. This wolf was just going to be too much for him but maybe she could help his family fill a little bit of that who inside of their hearts.

"I don't see why not. Welcome to the Kurosaki family! My name's Isshin." He extended his hand towards her. The wolf looked at it for a minute like she couldn't believe he was actually going to make her do this. Then a grin stretched across her lips, showing off lots of sharp white teeth, and placed her paw in his hand.

"Thalia"

For whatever reason, all four of the Kurosaki children shuddered at once. For three of them, life had just gotten a lot weirder.

0/0

For the next three months Chiyoko would return to the human world and hunt down other hollows. She'd mostly focus to the ones going after children but every once in a while, she would kill one going after an adult.

Licking her lips, Chiyoko laid under a tree in the local cemetery. She had just finished up on her meal a little bit a go and decided to take a little nap. That however was ruined when something landed right in front of her, making her yelp in shock.

Landing on her back hunches she came face to face with a teenage girl dressed like a Samurai with a sword strapped to her hip. She even had the wooden sandles. She was short with black hair that was cut to just beneath her jaw line. The girl didn't look threatening at all but that didn't mean anything. She had once seen a hollow the size of a small house cat kill a one the size of a bull. Deadly things come in small packages.

"You're not like other hollows" the girl stated before pulling out some device in her hands, "In the last three months, you alone have killed 97 of my 123 targets." For some reason the girl, she just realized was a Shinigami, didn't seem worried that she would harm her. They were just having a normal conversation it seemed.

It actually surprised her that she had killed that many hollows in the human world, especially when the more powerful ones are in Hueco Mundo and its very rare to find a powerful soul in the human realm. Nodding her head, she waved her paw in a go on way.

"By all rights, I should purify you right now and send you off to the soul society." Chiyoko smirked at her for thinking they had the ability to even try but the Shinigami took it as a warning, "However, My Captain has asked me to monitor you when you are in the human world. He was also interested in why you haven't evolved yet. I never thought I'd say this to a hollow but you look like you are about to explode. And if you don't figure out what's keeping you from evolving, you probably will."

Chiyoko took those words to heart. She had heard from a few other hollows that there have been others like her that had the potential to evolve but couldn't figure out how. Those hollows died in massive explosions that would take out anything within a mile diameter of their blast point. She most definitely didn't want to go out like that. Especially not after getting the rest of what she thought were the rest of Cerilia's memories once more.

Nodding her head to the Shinigami in thanks for the warning, she stood up on all fours and swiped her claw to open a Garganta. Without even looking back at the confused Shinigami, she strolled through the gateway and into her home.

She had actually been thinking about her lack of evolution for the last three months. And she had come to one rather obvious conclusion. The better she became in her abilities, the more memories she was able to regain. Why couldn't it be the same for evolution? She knew she was at the power level to evolve but she must not have mastered her powers to their fullest. She still didn't make it to the exact location she wanted when she used the Garganta to go to the human world and she still had moments where she almost falls out of the sky. So, she had two skills she needed to keep practicing.

Sighing to herself she wondered if her life as a human had been this frustrating.

0/0

Energy was rushing, crashing, through and onto Chiyoko's body. She had just spent the last two weeks practicing her Air-walking and Garganta abilities until she finally felt she completed them. That was when this agony struck her. She barely had time to make it back into Hueco Mundo before she collapsed on the forest floor.

All she could hear were the howls of pain coming from her own lips and the snapping of her bones under the force of her own Spiritual Energy. She could feel her armor falling off of her frame, exposing her grey furless body to any that would be brave enough to adventure into her territory.

She could feel her body evaporating, every single inch at a time. I hurt like hell and she honestly wished she never went through it again but knew she would in her desire to get stronger to protect those she loved.

Then she grew. Up and up she went until she was around fifteen feet tall. A long black cloak draped itself over her mask, feet, and arms. She couldn't feel anything but energy underneath the cloak beyond just those five things. It was strange feeling.

Lifting her arm, she found herself frowning at how slow this body was compared to her old one. Forcing her mind to focus, she looked at the arm that came from the sleeve. Unlike other Gillian she had seen her hands were pure black instead of bleach white. Lifting her foot, she noticed it was just like her hands. Feeling around her face she too noted that her mask felt just like her old one.

Sighing in relief, she started making her way through Menos forest. With this new form an entirely new definition for hungry attacked her mind. It was maddening being this slow but with no real muscle or body she couldn't force herself to go faster. One would think that because of her shorter than average Gillian body would make her fast but nope, she was still slower than dirt.

Along the way to where she knew a group of Gillian migrated she got some amusement as regular hollows scurries out of her way even faster than they used to. Stepping down on one, she took a brief notice of her body absorbing its spiritual energy. However, it barely did anything for her. It was like dropping a teaspoon of water into a five-gallon bucket. Barely even mentionable.

Coming upon the horde of Gillian, Chiyoko figured that since they were mindless drowns she would start at the back and just eat them as they moved. It took forever and by the time they passed her she wanted to bash her head into a tree but when they finally did, she waddled her slow butt into the back of the crowd.

The first one she came up to was just five feet taller than her but it was mostly in the neck. Reaching up with her hand she grasped it on its shoulder and sank her fangs into its cloaked body. It gave a scream in pain but kept walked as she slowly ate her way through it.

When it finally evaporated into spirit Energy she quickly sucked it up before the others noticed it. Not even close to satisfying her hunger yet, she moved onto the next unfortunate idiot.

0/0

It took Chiyoko two months to finish off that group of Gillian and while she still felt hungry, she didn't feel like stating it at the moment. After spending two months of just eating both day and night, she wanted to do something else.

Stopping her movements, she looked around her. She was pretty far away from her cave and it would probably take her another two months to get even close to it. So, that would give her time to try out her powers again.

Feeling deep inside her, she pulled up her Spirit Energy and directed it to her mouth. It was slow but a green Cero formed in her maw. The energy was extremely unstable and the forming of it took way to long for her liking but it was powerful. Like before was a lady bug and this is a light bulb. It was insane the amount of power she was feeling coming off of it and she was sure it would only get more so the more she used it.

Roaring with triumph, she fired the energy beam straight ahead of her. It cut through tree after tree before exploding about half a mile away from her. The force of the blast was strong enough to flutter her cloak. Hundreds of thousands of hollows made noises of fright but she ignored them and just started up another one.

Thanks to the buildup of power inside of her, she could do this for a few hours until she would need to eat once more. And that she did.

With the first few blasts she could feel the power and control of the attack go up a half of what it did when she was a regular hollow. If she had to do this again with each evolution that she had a funny feeling that she was going to be destroying a lot of land and hollows to do so. Thankfully with each Cero she fired off she killed lots of hollows and was able to absorb them before they dissipated.

To the other hollows, it was a very frightening time in the forest. For hours, there were constant explosions, roaring of hollows, and a massive stream of Spirit particles heading towards the source. None of them had ever seen something like this ever happen before. Gillian usually just feasted on each other for as long as they survive. But the wolf of the mountain was practicing its powers, killing hollows indiscriminately, and taking in their power like it was an everyday thing. All at once, every single lower hollow prayed that the wolf would hurry up and evolve again and go up to the desert to never return. Luckily for them, their wish would come true.

0/0

In the span of the two months, tens of thousands regular hollows meet their end at the hands of Chiyoko. She didn't feel bad for it at all but she was hating it now. She thought she might have found a loop hole in her evolution system with the consumption of hundreds of lower hollows at once but it turned out that there is actually a difference in the density of their Spirit Energy. So, the most she got out of that constant firing Ceros all over Menos Forest was practice in her landscaping skills, which still only resulted in massive craters and broken trees, and gaining control over her how much energy she had to put into it and how fast she built it.

What she really hated was that it was all pointless to keep doing this when she would just have to do it all over again when she evolved. The only thing that changed was when she maxed out the abilities in her evolution was that it was half of what it was in the one before it. Which kind of made since seeing as it was denser so she wouldn't need nearly as much.

Biting down one the last Gillian in this batch she barely took note of her cloak puffing out a little bit. Thankfully this time she wasn't in pain as the spirit energy inside of her body tried to push its way out. For whatever reason this cloak seemed to be made to hold her powers inside of her.

At that very moment she felt something snap in her mind and another flash of memories went settled themselves into her consciousness. It hurt like hell but she had long gotten used to it in the last year and a half. It did nothing from stopping her body from screaming out. Trees rattled and more than a few hollows ears bleed under the assault of the Wolfs terrible screams.

Flashes of moments went through soul as the Negative moment of Persia Jackson tried to realign themselves with the new her. She felt the sadness from Dionysus leaving her in her room, replaying the death of her little sister Bianca, killing that man in cold blood in Chicago on her first trip, all the years of harassment for being herself. Her hatred for Poseidon and Ares rivaled that of Cerilia's hatred for the Titans. The abandonment of her friends when she needed them most. The depression that she felt at keeping her mother Sally from having a normal life. Feeling like a freak while having to bath in the boy's locker room as they ogled at her openly. The disgust she felt for the Romans and their conservative way of thinking. All of it pored over her as she finally reached the brink of her power in this form.

In a way, she felt a since of relief at the feeling of her main life merging back into her soul but she knew that it was only half of who she truly was. She knew that all of Cerilia and Persia's lives weren't darkness, self-hatred, and other negatives but at the moments that's all she had to learn from.

When the pain finally settle down to a more manageable level she marched decided that she was done with the eating and the destruction for now. When she evolved, she would have to do it again but now she didn't feel the need.

It didn't take her long to return to her cave but climbing sure did. It was agonizingly slow and by the time she reached the entrance to her home she swore she wasn't coming back down until she evolved once more. Thankfully she had increased the size of the entrance before evolving or she would have been screwed after climbing all this way.

Sitting down upon the chamber floor, she crossed her imaginary legs and forced herself to meditate. While its common knowledge that hollow powers are instinct, she theorized that if they had the patience a hollow could navigate their spirit energy and find the key to one of their powers.

Plunging into her spiritual being she found herself in her wolf form in a vast black space with only a beam of light on herself. When she first tried this as a lower hollow the place had been utterly stuffed with the souls of those she had ate and those they had eaten. It was annoying but she went through and killed them one by one. Thankfully they had been in their human forms and extremely unorganized. Her claws and teeth had quickly quenched what was left of their spirit energy out of them and sunk it into herself. She was pretty sure this was also why Adjuchas turned back into Gillian when they don't keep eating hollows for the extra power to fight off their souls. By doing what she did she eliminated the threat of them trying to drag her back down with them.

Anyway, looking at first all she could see was black but when she used her mind to push that blackness away, she found herself in a Stone chamber. All along the wall there were a total of 7 doorways, all but one of them were covered in chains that said something that she couldn't read. Three on one side and four on the other. There had originally been 8 but the door sort of disappeared once she evolved. She figured it was a sign that with each evolution she would gain a part of herself that she had lost when she became a hollow. And eventually all the doors will be gone and she will be much better than she had been before the memory wipe.

Moving her eyes away from the doors she focused on the one thing that really stuck out to her. The chamber was apparently built of two sections, darkness and happiness. One side of the chamber was obsidian while the other was what looked like marble. There was also three slightly raised platforms in this chamber.

The one on the obsidian side currently had her Gillian form standing tall…ish on a pure white platform. She had to admit that if it wasn't for the glowing cold emerald eyes she would kind of find its appearance funny. Anyway, the platform in the center was what looked like a yin-yang sign with a mix of both sides together. While the marble side actually had a pure black platform. However, neither the center or the marble had any figure standing upon it. If she guessed it would be because she hasn't reached that point in her evolution, although how she was going to find happiness when hollows are nothing but negative she didn't know.

All over the walls of the dark side there were rather graphic scenes from Cerilia's life and a few of the death filled moments of Persia. She didn't like looking at Cerilia's too much but she acknowledges that she had gone through some really messed up things back at the beginning of her soul's creation. It was because of that life that made her decided that if she ever went on to her next life then she wasn't ever going to have intercourse with anyone until she was at least seventeen if not twenty-two.

She may be a creature of negativity, but if the other three rooms were anything like these two she was afraid she might crack under the pressure.

Taking in a slow calming breath she trotted over to the door frame that contained Persia's memories. The locks on the doorway had slowly decayed the more she mastered her abilities until finally the lock would just snap off. Cerilia's had one for Cero, Garganta, and Air walking while the door had a count up to 500 and when it reached that the door itself would crumble. Unfortunately, some memories could slip through but not all of them. She had most of the big ones done with but there were still tons of small blank spots. Right now, there was only one lock left blocking the rest of Persia's dark memories from melding with her mind. But she was about to find out what it was.

Perching her front paws against the dark stone walls, Chiyoko reach up with her snout and tapped it against the lock. It flashed it a bright green light before a screen popped in front of her eyes. This was one this she had only learned about recently. Who would have thought that one of her past selves would have the Greek Gods create a way that could tell her anything about herself with just a touch of the charm or dab of energy? She definitely would not have even known it was possible.

Negacion: 1/25 = impenetrable square beam of light to rescue other hollows in a space outside of reality must be used outside of Hueco Mundo. To use this ability, you must focus spirit energy into your palm and extend it towards the target as you mentally picture covering them in you Reishi. SPE consumption: 1000 per use; drop 25 cost per point increase to skill

Smiling to herself Chiyoko dashed over to ever present screen that was on the wall behind the center platform. This had appeared when she mastered the Cero and unlocked a 1/8th of her soul from being Persia. Each of her lives seemed to be locked into smaller and smaller sections the more she advanced or at least the negatives are. Thankfully her happy memories won't be nearly as difficult

Current name: Chiyoko ?,

Past names: Cerilia Atu, ?, ?, ?

The Gamer

Title: ?

Title: ?

Title: ?

Title: ?

Life level: 7

Ultimate Level: ?

HP: 1900/1900

AP: 950/950

STR: 3

SPE: 4

Flex: 9

INT: 24

Perks

First human- you were created by the Prometheus and Selena as the first human being with both genitals; Thus, making you a creature without limits. Each time you truly die you are reincarnated but will have your memories of your past lives. (Permanent)

?- (Locked) Become a transcended soul

Reincarnation soul traits^

First life: wolf's life- Heighten senses, gets hormonal easily, cravings for raw fresh and blood, and viciously protective of those in your close circle. 10/10

Second life: Queen of shadows- controls shadows making defensive barriers and restraints, while also opens a storage for user. 16/25 (Locked due to evolution status)

Third life: ? intelligence- IQ of a ?. Allows the user to learn at three times the speed as usual.

Fourth life: Blessing of ?- original curse of ? melded itself to user's soul and became an addition to her true form. Further enhances Wolf life trait and adds ? and ? to the user's body for the rest of their life. Increases cuteness to humans and shortens pregnancies by three months.

Memory seals: progress: 14/100 (14 per unlock)

*Negative memories: Negative actions and feeling imposed upon you in life 21/100

~First life: 100/100 = Cerilia Atu completed

~Second life: 66/100 = Persia Jackson in progress

~Third life: (Locked) unlock by evolving into a Adjuchas Menos Grande

~Fourth life: (Locked) Unlock by evolving into a Vasto Lorde

~Fifth life: (Locked) Life Name Unlock by completing fourth life; Completely unlock by becoming an ?

*Positive memories: Positive actions and feelings imposed and created by you in life 0/100

~First and second life: (Locked) Achieve ?

~third and fourth life: (Locked) Achieve ?

~Fifth life: (Locked) Master ? and ? and use both and seal them into an Asauchi to obtain ?

Permanent life skills^

Cerilia's skills: (Locked)

Persia's skills: (Locked)

? Skills: (locked)

? Skills: (Locked)

Aura: 163/1000 ~ 163 meters of coverage; floods area in something similar to Godly power that match user's presence in the world

Presence: 163/1000~ how much you effect the world around you when released from your limits. Increases with age.

Temporary skills^

Hollow Skills

*Standard hollow: Complete

*Gillian Menos Grande: around 1.5 stories tall hollow covered in a black cloth with a black mask of a wolf with green irises

Cero: 50/50 = Energy beam of dark green Reishi that damages enemies that fires from tail or mouth

~Garganta: 50/50 = Rip in reality that forms a bridge between Hueco Mundo and Earth or the Soul Society

~Negacion: 1/25 = impenetrable square beam of light to rescue other hollows in a space outside of reality.

*Adjuchas Menos Grand: (Locked) master Gillian Powers and eat 500 Gillian hollows = 500/500

*Vasto Lorde Menos Grande: (Locked)

*?: (locked)

? Skills

*?

*?

Transcended soul (Locked)

Soul bound items^ (Locked due to evolutionary level)

Bracelet: 3/5 (Locked)

*Gamer charm (Location unknown)

Necklace: 5/10 (Locked)

Companions: 1/2

*?

Looking over the list she frowned. There were just so many unanswered questions, unknown skills, and locked sections. Guess it made some since because she is essentially an amnesia victim but for some silly reason she felt like she was missing out on a lot more than most people, maybe it was the four lives she apparently lived.

Grinning at the trait she got from Persia's life she couldn't wait to be able to do that again. The thoughts off all the things she could do with it. Just the storage thing would be neat to do. It would also be extremely useful to help her hold down the stronger hollows and avoid any Shinigami if they tried to attack her in the human world but she doesn't want to leave right after.

Pursing her lips, she wondered what level she has to be just to use those items of hers. You would think that seeing as she is a spirit that she would have them already but for whatever reason she apparently wasn't ready for them. It was just so frustrating. And that's not even going into the transcended soul business. Just what the heck is that? Are there levels above Vasto Lorde that she will have to discover how to become? What would they even look like?

She hadn't meet any Vasto Lorde yet but she heard rumors that they were like a humanoid hollow. Picturing what she might look like as such a being she grinned. It would be powerful, dark looking, and absolutely her! She shivered at the thought.

Turning her attention back to what she had come here for she remembered the screen said about her last Gillian ability. It sounded interesting if nothing else but how would she be able to practice it when it can only be used outside of Hueco Mundo? She could try in the human world first but hopefully she won't get attacked by some idiotic Shinigami that isn't that girl she met months ago. If that doesn't work, then she can figure something else out.

Making her decision, she pushed herself out of her mind. When she came back to her cavern she was actually rather thankful that she wasn't human or even a hollow with a real body; otherwise she would have been very sore right now.

Licking her lips, she slashed her black armored hand and ripped a hole in reality. This was going to be interesting if nothing else.

0/0

Frowning at the world around him, Ichigo hated this day out of all days in the year. His dad let all three of his kids leave school today just to go visit Chiyoko and Kaa-chan's graves but if there was anywhere he didn't want to be, it was here. It always made him feel like a massive failure and an idiot. Nobody blamed him for what happened that night two years ago, but he did. He shouldn't have run after that girl, who he now realized had been a spirit, or let himself freeze in horror as his sister disappeared into that black void which lead to his mom saving him and dying in the process.

As they walked up the hill and the sun started to rise, he clenched his fists in his pockets as he trailed behind his father and Yuzu while they tried running up the hill. He knew they were just trying to have a few minutes of happiness before they get sad again but he just couldn't force himself to join in.

"Ichi-nii?" a soft voice called from beside him.

Forcing his face to lighten, he looked over to see his little sister Karin staring at him with worry in her little eyes. She might not be as empathetic as her twin but in a way, she understood others pain even more than Yuzu. The twin's personalities reminded him of how he and his own twin were. Him being the overly emotional and energetic one while his sister doing anything to make him feel better but also do what made her happy at the same time. Like her love for learning anything she could get her hands on. Karin shared that trait with her but only in the way that she always put her all into football.

"Yes Karin-Chan?" she pouted at the affection suffix but didn't fight it.

"Do you think we will ever see nee-Chan again? I know dad said she had been taken from us by a monster but then why did we have a grave made?"

Reaching up he ran his fingers through his spiky strawberry blonde hair. It was his only connection with his mother and refused to dye it, no matter how many people make fun of it or take offense of it. Looking up into the sky, he wondered the very same question. Even though he knew his sister was beyond saving, he held the hope that they could somehow. A grave seemed to make it so hopeless, so final. He didn't like it but he had to say something.

"I think it's because dad knows we won't be able to find her, no matter how much we wish we could. At least this way he can hope that she is in a safer place than she might be. Do you understand?" turning his eyes onto the small girl he could see something in her eyes that spoke of sadness. Some tears came to her eyes but she wiped them away before they would fall.

"I don't think so, but maybe if we hope enough she will return some day?" smiling slightly he reached down and patted her head, and getting a huff out of her.

"Come on, if we don't hurry dad and the dog will eat all the good food and leave us nothing but vegetables." Karin pulled a face before she started running after the rapidly disappearing duo. Just before he was about to chase after her he spotted a huge figure sitting near the edge of the woods. They were wearing nothing but black and had some kind of face mask on.

Looking up the hill he decided that he could catch up in a little bit. Turning off the main road he strolled over to the sitting figure.

0/0

Stepping out of the Garganta, Chiyoko looked around to find that she was in a cemetery. It was fairly early in the morning but when she looked down the trail she could see four people already heading up. It would take them at least an hour to get to her and while she should probably leave, she felt that she shouldn't. Something inside of her told her to watch out for this family.

Seeing as she didn't have anything to do she sat down just in front of the forest edge. It was looking to be a nice day today, maybe she would stay here all day and just enjoy it. These were the only times she ever got to enjoy the feeling of the sun upon her mask. It was like in this moment the darkness was being washed away from her soul, although she knew it was going to return when she went back to Hueco Mundo.

Getting bored she figured she might as well try and use that move even if she was only going to be able to use it once.

Focusing her spirit energy into her hand she watched as it glowed a light golden color. Turning her hand facing down toward the earth she focused on her Reishi surround the patch of grass. The beam of light worked about half way before it suddenly shattered. She felt the energy drain instantly, it was like going from full to an eighth of a tank of gas in an instant. Too bad she wasn't still in her old form, she could have at least laid out in it. Even though she was sitting down she was still seven feet tall from ground to the top of her head. She could only imagine the chaos that would ensue if she was the average height of sixty feet high.

Chuckling a rather dry chuckle she wondered what the Shinigami were thinking when she stepped through the Garganta. They have probably dispatched a team to investigate or try and purify her but it would take more than that to do such a thing to her. Besides she wasn't in a fighting mood today. It was just too peaceful for that.

The sound of feet scrapping grass brought her out of her thoughts and was rather surprised that the human boy was approaching her. He couldn't have been no more than thirteen, possible a little younger. He had strawberry blonde hair that spiked up like a porcupine and brown eyes. He was frowning silently but that would make since if he was here to visit someone.

"Hello? Are you here to visit someone too?" his question seemed the casual but she could hear the grief and self-hatred in his undertones. What could have happened to make this young boy hate himself this much?

Shaking her head, she grabbed her throat and shook head again.

"Oh, you can't talk, I'm sorry. Umm…can you write?" nodding hesitantly the boy grinned before reaching into his bag and pulled out a sketchbook. He opened it and she caught sight of a name Chiyoko Kurosaki written into the inside cover. The boy flipped through the pages quickly but she could see some of the drawings inside. They were pretty good if she said so herself, she doubted she could ever draw something like that though. Maybe when she becomes a Vasto Lorde she could come here and steal some paining supplies to try?

When she finally had the pad of paper and pencil in her hand she had to be very careful not to ruin either one of them. The boy seemed to cherish this sketchbook so she wouldn't damage it if she could help it.

IT took a little practice but the boy didn't seem to mind. When she finally had something legible she wrote it in full.

Hello, child. Are you here to visit someone dear to you? Sadly, I do not have anyone that is around anymore that I hold dear to my heart that I can remember.

He read her message slowly, trying to make sure he understood what she wrote, before smiling at her sadly.

"Yeah, I'm visiting my mother and twin sister. They passed a couple years ago, I still miss them though." His voice broke a little at the start before he managed to get it under control. Such like a boy to think they have to hide the hurt they feel.

Don't hide your pain, child. Being human is to love and make the best of your life. While you can endure hardship, you can also find release in emotions.

This was one thing that most hollows never understood, and most humans actually. They always think that they can endure on their own and still succeed and while there may be a few individuals that can, most need someone to keep them up to do it.

The boy stared at her words for a long moment with a frown on his face. He didn't scuff at her words right away, so she knew he was at least thinking about them. Finally, he sighed and nodded his head. Instantly the weight that was on his shoulders relaxed just a smidge but it was enough to make her smile.

"Thank you for speaking with me but I'm afraid my family will start worrying about me if I stay gone much longer." Smiling at the boy she nodded and handed him the sketchbook and pencil. "Bye!" before she could even blink he was already running off to meet up with the others he had come with.

Letting her eyes soften she wondered just what that young boy would come to when he grows up. Something special that was for sure.

Just as she was about to get up a shadow dropped in front of her and she was getting a since of Déjà vu. Looking at the little Shinigami girl she blinked a few times. From up here she really does look like a midget. Her whole body was rigid as a board and her hand grasped around the handle of her blade but she didn't give it any mind, like usual.

"I see you managed to evolve. Although you look different than any other Gillian we have come across before. The black bones and mask add a touch of sinister though." The girl pulled out her own sketchpad and handed it to her with her own pencil. "I saw you doing this with that boy. I'm rather surprised he could see you and didn't get scared."

He thought I was an old lady, which I guess I am but not in the same way other people understand age.

The Shinigami quirked an eyebrow as she read the message, "And just how old are you? You must be at least a century to evolve into a Gillian. Oh, excuse me, I'm Rukia Kuchiki, and you are?"

Chiyoko smirked at the girl. She had been waiting for her to introduce herself that time she watched her fight that cockroach in the park but she guessed late is better than never.

I have at least some 70 years of life in my head, the rest is slowly being restored. But I have only been a hollow for two years since today actually. Unlike most hollows, I don't need to sleep when I was a lower hollow, so I was able to stay up day and night for weeks just eating hollows and training. Made it rather monotone though.

Rukia stared up at this black wolf shaped hollow. If it was even possible for a hollow to gain that much power in such a short amount of time, they must have had one powerful soul as a human. Unfortunately, if she reported that tidbit of information to the Thirteen court guard squad they would make her purify them or sent a captain to do it quickly so they could recruit them as a Shinigami. The real issue was that Captain Ukitake asked her to not report anything all that important besides basics of the creature. Apparently, he believed that this hollow was a shining example of what a good hollow could be like. And from what she had noticed so far, he was correct.

Sure, the hollow didn't save all the souls it could when in the human world, neither do they, but she always made sure to kill the hollows going after the souls of children. And that was enough for her books. She hated how most common hollows went after children because they were seen as easy targets.

"So, you lost your memories but they are slowly returning? Do you have any idea why?" call it curiosity but Rukia couldn't help but wonder why this caring soul became such a dark creature and lost her memories on top of it.

I believe it was to give me a new perspective on all that I have done. I also believe that my soul wanted something of a temporary fresh start, if you will. Being a hollow can make one rather cynical, so it works I guess. Although so far, I've only awakened the dark memories but then again, I am a creature of desires and negativity.

For a long while, the pair just stood there, looking at one another. One trying to figure out just what the hollow meant and the other realizing that what she said was what she actually thought. She hadn't even thought on the topic all that much except right after she turned into a Gillian. And yet, somehow, this woman…this Shinigami was getting her to talk as if it was to an old friend. It was utter absurd and yet here they were, natural enemies, once more chatting under the shade of a tree.

"So, what do you plan to do when you evolve as much as you can?"

Does it matter?

That was the million-dollar question. To both of them the answer was no but to others they would be breathing down their necks until they knew how they could work it out for them. Both willing to destroy her or pull her into their ranks under the right circumstances but neither would give her the choice of just sitting her and enjoy the feeling of being under the sun or moon.

"Unfortunately, it will to the higher ups. They have let you come and go because you have only been going after other hollows but now that you have evolved and kept your intelligence, they will want to know now."

Chiyoko leaned forward and rested her chin onto her hand and lightly scratched at her mask. She should have known that it would come down to this, the soul society was just too into the moral high ground. Feeling that they had to have absolute control over spirits in general and did not like that they couldn't properly control or eliminate hollows. It was an iffy subject of what they might do and most of the time it ends with death.

What would have happened, if I said I was going to keep pushing until I become a Vasto Lorde? Would they kill me now while they can or take the chance that I may become a threat, even though I honestly have no feelings what-so-ever about the Shinigami or plus souls. I'll happily feed on those of my own kind instead of those that haven't fallen to darkness.

Rukia stared at the miniature Gillian Menos Grande as she went over its worlds. It was very rare for a hollow to say that they don't care for eating the living or soul reapers and would prefer to eat just their own kind. But the real question was if the 13-court guard squad would attack this hollow if it continued to evolve? And the even more pressing question would be if the hollow would fight back or be purified quietly?

"I really wish I could answer that. Central 46, our main government, would decide on what happens. And for the last few hundred years they have been rather happy to kill anything with any powers."

So, I should stop coming here then or risk them sending someone to actually kill me.

It was said as a statement instead of a question but Rukia understood what had just happened. The hollow had decided that in order to keep itself from dying or fighting with the Shinigami it would stop coming to the world it obviously enjoyed. To her surprise, she felt a little disappointed at the news. Without meaning to she had started to think of the wolf hollow as a friend and in her job, that could make things extremely complicated.

What would happen to me if I let myself be purified? Would I keep my spirit energy or be back at the beginning?

"When hollows are purified, they are whipped clean of everything they did as a hollow. Memories, powers, and even spiritual energy. They would go back to what they were when they first died."

I see

Getting up from her sitting position, Chiyoko handed the booklet back to Rukia before slashing at the air in front of her, tearing a hole in reality. She looked at the much shorter girl before making her way into the dark void once more.

0/0

After that meeting, Chiyoko stayed away from the human realm. As much as she liked the world, it wasn't worth her life just yet. Maybe when she was stronger and faster but at the moment it wasn't worth it.

She did however find a loophole in using Negacion. It's an ability that she can't use in Hueco Mundo but it says nothing about the space available when she uses Garganta. So, she practiced there at least twice a day with the ability. It was slow going but she was making progress. Now the beam of yellow energy almost touched upon the ground. It still shattered rather easily but she vowed by the time she finished that she wouldn't have that issue.

Growling, Chiyoko slammed her fist into the wall of her cave. She hated having to stay in Hueco Mundo. She felt a strong connection to the human world but couldn't figure out the reason. Maybe it is because she had lived in it two times already? But that wouldn't explain it, not really. To make it worse, that very same connection had flared when that boy came near her.

It was confusing. It upset her like she never thought she would be able to. And none of it made any since to her. If she could go back into the human world without getting attacked by the blasted soul Society, then she could figure out what it was about that boy that seemed to draw her. But she didn't want to harm any of them just because she was curious. IF she was lucky, she will figure out as more of her memories return to her.

As she pulled her fist from chamber wall she watched as dust poured out of the hole. While it slowly sprinkled down upon the ground, she looked around the chamber. During her time in the human world she had acquired some things from a few antique shops that she had seen.

First thing first, her floor was no longer just dull dark grey stone. She had found a very beautiful rug that was a perfect circle and some well-crafted swords to decorate the walls. She wasn't ever going to use them but they looked nice. And in replace of her pile of hollow skins was a massive pile of pillows. Why an antique shop had a bunch of pillows, she wasn't sure, but she had taken a few off their hands. That was all she had but she planned on getting more if she was ever able to go back to the living world.

As the last speck of dust fell upon her floor, she snarled at the innocent hole. Without even thinking about it she charged up a small Cero and blasted it into the stone wall. Instantly it dug into the rock like a drill, going deeper and deeper.

Realization of what she had done in her anger made her cut off her flow of energy to the attack. She didn't want to destroy her home just because she was pissed over her situation. Shaking her head, she turned away from the new tunnel. This was something she just couldn't deal with right now.

Focusing her Spirit Energy, she formed a Garganta and slipped into the void. As always it was a pure black space with no visible exit once her gateway closed. Getting right into business, she turned her palm down and channeled her energy into the palm of her hand. Where before her hand had just a light sheen of gold around it, now it was a much richer color and covered two thirds of her hand in bright golden light. By the time she had this stupid ability it should cover her entire hand from view and probably make her hand look like the sun. Should be interesting if nothing else.

Slowly she extended her Spirit Energy from her glowing hand and watched as it ever so careful sunk down to where her feet were. She wasn't sure if it could lower than that in here but right now that was her goal.

It was like watching liquid molasses fall from a jar. Oozing slowly until it hit something or ran out of liquid inside the source. The good thing was that when she first tried doing this it had been as thick as paper and as brittle as a bubble. At least now it didn't shatter right away.

When it finally reached her feet, it seemed to warble for a moment before solidifying. Staring at the now solid beam of energy she hesitantly reached over and poked it with her other hand. Glee flowed through her almost instantaneously. When she stopped the flow of Spirit Energy to her palm, she watched as the Negacion flickered a few times before fading from existence entirely.

She wasn't able to celebrate her success however, just like before she felt something snap inside her soul chamber as a flood of emotions from soaked into her very being.

Hate, jealously, despair, and regret. All of Persia's negative feels finally rightened themselves inside her and clicked with the memories she had already recovered. All this did however was enhance the feels she had already developed from gaining those memories.

Clutching her chest, although it was extremely useless gesture, she forced herself from falling into the void. Moving quickly, she formed a Garganta into her den and got herself firmly onto the stone floor.

"AAAHHH!" her throat shredded under the force of her own screams and the mountain started to visible shake.

All at once, her spirit Energy expanded, making her puff out, but it wasn't going to escape. It multiplied by ten and her body started to glow an eerie Black and green light. Filling ever single inch of her current form to the point that it felt like she was plugged into the electrical grid. Just when she thought she was going to go insane from the pain, he spiritual energy condensed inside her.

Huffing from the sudden disappearance of pain, she let her mind calm down before trying to figure out what had just happened. Then something in her shifted once more, making her brace for the pain to return again.

However, this time she felt her power rush inward. Pushing through the darkness that was the outside of her soul and straight into her inner sanctum. Not sure what was going on she tried to pull it back before it could damage anything. IT didn't work though.

Inside her soul chambers a massive beam of black Reishi blasted down from the ceiling. It crashed upon the floor right on top of the center platform and flowed into the dark side. Rolling waves of Reishi crashing down upon each other as they made their way to the Hollow platform. The very second it touched the pedestal it was being sucked in.

When all the black energy was absorbed into the hollow it turned into a ball of pure Reishi. It shifted slightly a few times, as if it was deciding just what it would become and after about six different shifts in size it started to take on form.

Ever so slowly, the ball of Reishi expanded before taking shape. A leg was the first to form, covered in pitch black armor plating, with razor sharp claws. One by one three more legs came into existence before a lean torso start to appear along with them. A tail exploded from its back end and head as well. Every single inch of its body was covered in the dark armor. For a long moment, the beast just stood there once it was completely formed.

Then its eyes snapped open and a blaze of power exploded out from its body.

0/0

Deep within her cave Chiyoko quivered in pain as her body morphed. It was agonizing as her soul shifted and changes, forcing her body to morph along with it. She tried to scream to at least release some of the pain she was feeling but vocal cords weren't finished forming just yet.

Falling forward, she landed once more onto her front paws, unnoticed by her was the much larger size of her paws compared to her original form. Mentally, she howled with grief at the feeling of her tail exploding out of her tailbone. It didn't even bother wagging in response to the pain wracking her body.

Snarling, she snapped in harsh growls and vicious barks as her blackened teeth fell out and were replaced with silver ones. Accelerated growth hurt like a bitch. When her body finally settled, she flopped down upon her cavern floor with her tongue rolled out.

"That hurt!" a soft feminine voice came from her maw, making her eyes widened at the sound. It had been at least three years since she last spoke any language. It was odd but for whatever reason it made her feel like she was one step closer to being complete, at least as a hollow.

Gently, she pushed herself up until she was standing on all fours. There were a few creaks and cracks as her joints popped for the first time in over a year. Shivering at the feeling, she let her form relax a little bit and take in everything around her.

The first thing that came to her mind was that her height was only two-thirds of what it had been as a Gillian. That was probably the first clue that she was a stronger version of her original form. Looking over her shoulder she spotted her tail wagging back and forth behind her. It was then that she realized that she could see almost everything in this darkness, even her own pitch-black body. It made her wonder just what else had changed.

Sitting down on her back hunches, she let herself sinking into her soul. She didn't even bother to look around the dark void and pushed right into the two-tone chamber.

Landing with a light thump she looked around the room. The first thing she took note of was that her Gillian form was no longer there but instead was replaced with a large black wolf with silver teeth and deadly green eyes. There was also a bright red gem stuck in her forehead, which made the exact same one on her own forehead itch. It made it rather difficult for her to focus on either the gem or her eyes. There was also wisps of dark Reishi rising from its body, like it was too much for it to contain.

Taking her eyes off of her new form, she scanned the rest of the room. There were only three doors left along the hollow side, which meant there was one for this form and another for her Vasto Lorde form. But what was the last one?

Sighing Chiyoko decided to ignore the last door and focus on what she had now. Trotting over to the door she touched the frame and a small screen popped up before her.

Adjuchas Menos Grande: black armored Wolf half the size of a dump truck and green irises, silver teeth, and red gem embedded in forehead

~Cero: 1/75= Energy beam of Dark green beam Reishi that damages enemies, fires from tail or mouth

~Garganta: 1/75 = Rip in reality that forms a bridge between Hueco Mundo and Earth or the Soul Society

~high-speed regeneration: 1/50 = ability to regenerate anything but vital organs

~shadow control: 1/50 = Ability to manipulate the shadows around her to hide and restrain enemies.

~Air-walking: 1/30 = Channeling Reishi (spirit Energy) to the soles of your feet to stand on open air as if it was solid ground

*Vasto Lorde Menos Grande: (Locked) master Adjuchas powers and eat 250 Adjuchas hollows = 0/250

"YES!"

Even though she knew she looked silly, she jumped up and down in excitement. She had shadow control again! It even told her what she could do with it, although not how. Guess she would have to use some of the ways she remembered using as Persia. What was even better was the fact that she had instant regeneration. Just thinking about how useful that would be in battle made her jittery. Well, all of it would be good in battle.

Grinning happily, she pulled herself out of her little soul-chamber to the sight of her Den. She didn't get to take more than five steps before she froze in place.

She had to devour 250 Adjuchas level hollows before she could even attempt to evolve, not even counting retraining all of her abilities once more. But the thing was, she had never even heard of an Adjuchas being down in the forest. There were rumors that there was an area above the forest but she had never heard of a way to access it. Could she just wander the forest until she comes upon such a thing or find one of the rare lower hollows that could speak?

Feeling all her earlier joy flow from her being, Chiyoko made to exit her den for what appeared to be the last time. If she needed to go to the upper area of Hueco Mundo then there is very little use of the mountain home she had worked so hard to create over the last few years.

Leaping down the mountain side, she landed upon her paws with a light thump. She looked up once more to her home before turning away and walking into the darkness of the Menos forest. Perhaps one day she would return to it and make it to a true home but she didn't think it would be any time soon.

As she walked into the forest a small figure in black robes and a hollow skull resting over his face stared at the retreating wolf. He had watched the wolf as it raised in power over the last few years and could help but smile. The creature was by far one of the nicest of its species, if the report he had received from the Seretei was anything to go on. More than once he had watched as she slept inside the mountain and to this day it still surprised him that a hollow would go to so much trouble just to have a place to lay down.

Shaking his head, he flash-stepped down to the entrance and cracked one of the few light sticks he had left. Light poured around him and he made his way down the tunnel. It wasn't long before he came upon the center chamber. It was perfectly smooth and dome shaped with a few items from the world of the living. A smirk came to him when he saw the massive pile of pillows and hollow pelts that made some form of bedding.

"I think I'll quite like it here"