Hiya everyone this is Kisa-chan speaking. I decided that since I've been thinking about this story for awhile I would put it up and see what people think of my writing.

Ok then let's get started.

Summary-- Ever since the war two years ago, Ichigo had been hiding the fact that he was a Vizard. He had hoped that if the soul society ever found out that they would treat him the same, but he was wrong. Pairings Hichi/Ichi with a little Grim/Ichi and Ren/Ichi.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach in anyway what so ever. If I did I would be making some major changes to it.

Ichigo stood staring blankly at the barren wasteland in front of him. Chocolate brown eyes now darkened. Spiky orange streaked with blood and dirt. His shinigami uniform tattered with one sleeve missing revealing a large wound in his shoulder. The blood from the wound was running down his arm and dripping off the tips of his fingers. The wind picked up blowing sand in the still bleeding wounds. Ichigo winced in pain, bringing up his arm to shield his face.

'What now, where do I go from here, was this the end?' These questions were eating at him from the inside. 'Was it really the end? Did I just go through everything I just did to let it end here?' Everything in this world was quiet except for the howling of the wind. No he needed to keep going, even if solely on instinct.

But why is it that you keep going?

A good question why did he keep going? He had already lost everything that he had held close to him. What else was there possibly left for him to gain if he kept going?

Revenge

Revenge? Yeah revenge sounded good. He would get them back. Make them suffer the way he did. But… how, how could he inflict that kind pain and suffering that they had caused him? He needed a plan and that meant he needed to keep going. He turned to the around and took a few steps forward. The first couple was hard due to all the cuts and bruises that covered his body, but the pain soon numbed and he picked up his pace. He knew where he needed to go now.

It was maybe an hour or so later when Ichigo reached his destination, but it could have been longer. He really wasn't keeping track of time anymore. He looked up at the castle that loomed overhead.

'Las Naches'

The once proud and strong castle now lay in ruin. It was run down and missing large parts of the wall. He sighed stepping through the gaping hole that had once been the entrance. A thick coat of dirt covered the floor along with rubble and debris that were scattered everywhere. How long had it been since he was last here? He continued his way through the castle, wandering through hallways that never seemed to end. He stopped when he reached a door that stretched up about ten feet. It seemed to be the only thing in the castle that wasn't falling apart. The door was smooth and black like all of the other doors; except for this one was much bigger and thicker. He reached out with his uninjured arm and pushed open the door. The door opened slowly to reveal a halfway destroyed room.

Like when he had first come in there was dirt and debris everywhere, but this room was much worse off. Huge chunks of the ceiling were missing and now lay broken across the room. Pillars were crushed and the floor was carved out in many places.

'This is the room where Uliquiorra and I fought and then Orihime and Grimmjow rescued me,' Ichigo thought to himself as he examined the damage the fight had caused. 'Grimmjow' his heart wrenched in pain as he thought of the teal haired arrancar. Grimmjow had helped him escape, only to get trapped in the dongai in his attempt to rescue the vizard. Renji had also helped opening the portal to help him through.

He had tried to convince Renji to come with him, but Renji said he would try and hold them off as long as he could. He must have been defeated quickly because before he and Grimmjow had a chance to pass through the dongai.

They came for him again.

Now they were both trapped and it was all his fault. Ichigo fell to his knee's and let his head hang down staring at the torn up floor.

Are you just going to sit here? Are you going to let them both die?

Ichigo didn't respond. He didn't know what to do. What if he got there and they were both already dead?

Ichigo!

'No,' he would go and he would save them both and then with there help he would get his revenge on the soul society and everyone who betrayed him.

Ichigo's head shot up suddenly. His eyes black with yellow iris. He scanned the room slowly.

Something was here.

An already halfway destroyed pillar suddenly collapsed and Ichigo shot forward to capture the intruder. In seconds he had the intruders face in his hand threatening to crush it at any moment.

It was a puny hollow. No more than three and a half feet tall. Its hands and feet curved into claws. A long thin tail that started at the base of its spine and split into two at the end and lastly a hole that went straight through the center of its chest. Its mask wasn't visible behind Ichigo's hand, but two small horn like points came off the side of its head pointing upwards.

The small hollow growled and thrashed around, trying to escape from the vizards's grasp. Ichigo watched confused at the little hollows actions. Even though he could easily at any moment end the hollows life, it continued to fight back as much as it could.

'Unlike me,' he thought to himself bitterly 'all I did was sit there resigning myself to my fate.

Ichigo you know that's not-

'Yes it is!' He screamed back mentally in his head. 'It's all my fault ….. my fault…'. Ichigo's hand squeezed tighter causing the squirming hollow to cease its actions for a moment before resuming its thrashing.

Stop thinking about yourself like that you idiot! That way of thinking got us all into this damned mess in the first place, so suck it up and move on!

Ichigo knew he was right. Actually everything he said was usually right. But… how would he save them. It's not like he could just rush in and save them like he had done with Rukia. That time he had friends, or at least his so called friends. It was just about then that a small glittering object caught his eye.

Everything after that happened so fast Ichigo's mind almost didn't even have time to register it. The small object suddenly came flying at his outstretched hand that had been holding onto the hollow. Before he had the chance to react, it struck Ichigo's hand sending searing pain all throughout his body. A bright flash momentarily blinded him as he yelled letting go of the hollow and pulling back his hand to examine the damage.

Instead of seeing a hole straight through his hand liked he had expected, there was a glowing black shard embedded halfway into his left hand. Ichigo's mind went blank before realizing what had just happened.

'The hell,' he continued staring at the jewel like black shard that had now stopped glowing. His curiosity grew as he realized he wasn't in pain anymore. Not even his hand that the shard had pierced was hurting him.

Oi! Ichigo isn't that? The voice was drowned away by the screaming that came from below him. He looked down to see the hollow that he had captured. It was rolling around on the ground in pain letting out loud screeching noises. As Ichigo watched in confusion, there was another bright flash and then an explosion. Ichigo closed his eyes and jumped back to avoid injury. When the light had faded and the dust had settled, he opened his eyes to see what the hell was going on.

'What the….' Ichigo's eyes widened in shock as he looked at where the hollow had lain just moments ago.

'Is that what I think it is?'