(I'm stuck with my other stories or just don't feel like writing them right now. So I'm starting a new one. The story line is after the arrcaner saga. This is pretty much replacing the clone saga. I don't own Bleach at all. I only own the character and the zanpakuto.)

Prologue: Remembrance

You are life, I am death. You are the moon, I am the sun. I am a sinner, you are a saint. I am older, you are younger. I am your sister and you are my brother. I'm sorry I had to leave like that, I am sorry for giving you and Momo pain. What I've done cannot be forgiven. I wanted to protect you, but I ended up hurting you. I am adult, you are a child. I wish I could have been there for you.

"Come on Shiro-chan! I'll show you my zanpakuto now!" A greenish-blue haired teen laughed loudly. "Don't call me that!" A small boy shouted back, his white hair ruffling in the light, snowy, wind. The teen started to laugh more, waving her hand in the air. "Oh come on little bro. I'm your sister, I should be able to call you things like that!"

He growled slightly at his sister laughter, but shook his head and walked towards her. Snow was falling lightly in the winter air. Everything was a blinding white. Frost covered the trees, plants, and it started to cover the youthful spirits in glistening white.

"Here," the teen said reaching for a sword on her waist. She put the sword straight up in the air, a warm smile brightening her face. "Put on a show, Odoru!"

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"Shiro-chan. I'm sorry, but I have to leave now. I'm going to become a soul reaper and that means I have to leave. Don't worry I'll visit. I won't forget you little brother. Will you... At least say good-bye?" She smiled putting her arms out to the boy. He sunk more into the corner, not lifting his head to meet her gaze.

A sad look spread across her features and pouted slightly. "I won't forget you little brother. I'm not going to leave. I'm not going to die like mother, father, and grandpa. "I promise okay?" He looked up staring into the girls white eyes. "Okay," he finally spoke , receiving a hug from his sister.

"Thank you Shiro-chan!"

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"I'm sorry Shiro-chan. I guess I goofed." She smiled as she walking past the white haired boy. The teens hands were bound and a red collar around her pale throat. She walked across the hard ground, all the soul reapers in the area, looking at her with remorse.

"No! There's no way she did this!" The boy called, running for his sister, but was stopped by two guards. "Hey kid, there's nothing you can do. Back away before we have to remove you from the area." They said grabbing his arms, and pulling him away from the girl. "She didn't do it. There's no way she could have!" He started to sob.

The girl hands were raised from her sides and placed limply in the air. "Do you have any last words Aco Hitsugaya?" The head captain said loudly, enough to silence the area. She shook her head and smiled. "No, I'm ready." The old man nodded his head and she was raised in the air.

The giant spear burst into flames and turned into a blazing phoenix. It slowly flew towards Aco, flapping it's raging wings in rough, yet graceful swipes. "I apologize to you all." She spoke suddenly, grabbing everyone's attention. "When I mean't I was ready. I didn't mean I was ready to die. I actually meant I was ready to leave."

She eyes turned a silver color. "Bankai, Dansuburizādo Ordoru!" Everything flashed in a silver light. The phoenix was back in the weapon form. The place was covered in ice and Aco was no where to be seen.

"I'm sorry Shiro-chan. This is the only way."

Captain Hitsugaya awoke roughly from his slumber. Sweat was dropping from his forehead, the storm outside pulsing loudly. Both thunder and lighting cracking wildly. "Where are you?" He whispered quietly, the storm over coming his words. "Why won't you come back?"