Hello readers,

i give you a story that i've been thinking anf working on since i began watching BLEACH.

Keep in mind this dosse take place afther teh winter war, and thier will be alot of spoilers for those who havn't been readering teh manga, but if you chose to read the story, i wont mind.

Soi Fon/OC

Disclaimer: i don't own BLEAch, but only the OC characters.

Enjoy.

It just a few years after the winter war; no one had ever thought of the soul society outcome to be so great. With the death of Aizen and Tosen, along with Gin Ichimaru's lock up, the threat of the Arrancars was killed. There were still a few Arrancars alive, but only a few dare to attack. Ichigo was granted the title as Fifth Captain of the Soul Society; he even kept Hinamori as his vice, after having a conversation with Captain Hitsugaya, which ended with him agreeing never to harm, hurt or get Hinamori killed under his command. Izuru and Hisagi were both promoted to captain of their divisions. Now, this tale lies in a different area in the Soul Society, the second Division, with the all mighty Soi Fon. (Dum dum DUM!)

It was young as the students of the Soul Academy wonder the halls. One student stood out in the crowd. He had the male Academy uniform on, but the jacket was wide open, and the sleeve gone. He had long black hair, which reached his waist. He was young, but skilled. He had an attitude problem, but was caring and gentle. He made his way down the hall, his newly acquired zanpakuto strapped to his back horizontal. He earned himself some gasps but many just glared.

"Who is that?" asked a Shinigami as he stood by a wall.

"He's Kuja, Kenson Kuja." Answered another Shinigami to the first. "He just earned himself a chance to enter the thirteen court guards. They say he is the male equivalent to Lady Soi Fon, but even meaner. He is also the only academy student to be taught under Captain Kurosaki and Lady Yoruichi." Kenson walked by the two students with a classic smirk on his face, "I heard he just got back from challenging Captain Kuchiki, Hitsugaya, Hisagi, Izuru and Vice-Captain Matsumoto. He must be some kind of god."

"No…" Kenson said as he stopped in his tracks, "I'm just one lucky ass fellow, Become those who fall before you Tekken." He called out as he pulled his zanpakuto out from its sheath, his vanished behind a white ray of light. Once the light died down, Kenson stood with a white arm length gauntlet on his right arm, at the point where his wrist bend extended two six-inch blades on both side of his fist, "I give you the Iron Fist that copies what's its hit." The whole hall let out a gasp, Kenson did a turn, giving everyone a fair chance to see it as he held out his hand, a clean sword began to form when the hall erupted with footsteps. Walking in the hall was Captain Kurosaki, behind him was Momo.

"Kuja!" Ichigo called as Kenson looked, "I challenge you to a battle."

"Oh goodie, a little fights with you." Kenson said sarcastically.

"So, will you."

"No duh." Kenson's right arm burst into white scraps of metal, his sword falling into his hands. Ichigo waved for him to follow.

The whole academy stood outside, along a cliff side, Ichigo and Kenson stood only feet away from each other. Ichigo pulled Zangestu from off his back, holding it out at arms length. Kenson only stood a bored expression on his face.

"Now, we fight to kill." Ichigo said, "Momo will end the fight once we reach our limit, so give it your all." Kenson nodded. Ichigo shunpoed off, to only appear behind Kenson as blood exploded out of Kenson's arm. Kenson reached to his arm, grabbing it, as he round house kicked, kicking Ichigo in the face. He stumbled watching as Kenson reached for his back, pulling out his zanpakuto.

"Getsuga Tenshō!" Ichigo raored. He sent his sword slicing down, as a black crescent slash of reiatsu. It traveled with great speed, everyone in the crowd let out a gasp as the blast collided itself with Kenson, only leaving a cloud of smoke in his place. It grew quiet, as Ichigo positioned himself.

"Scatter Senbonzakura." Kenson voice rang out. Ichigo's eyes widened as a wave of cherry blossom like blade flew through the air. Ichigo blocked many of them, but they all cut through him leaving blood trails. Ichigo let out a laugh as Kenson stood with his zanpakuto released.

"You have gotten better." Ichigo said as he held his sword out in from of him, "Bankai." With a dense rush of spiritual pressure, Ichigo appeared in his Bankai state, "Now lets take this up a notch." Ichigo vanished from sight, confusing Kenson. It was only took a minute as Kenson flew across the area, crashing and hitting everything. Ichigo moved at great speed, kicking and cutting Kenson.

"Arg…so this is the full strength of the man that took down the great Aizen." Kenson said in a cocky tone, "I'm ashame to be your student." Kenson stood up, wripping the blood from his face, he held out his zanpakuto like guanlet across his chest and mumbled something. The area grew dark, the spiritaul energy around everyone went heavy, many of the students around them sufficated to the pressure. Ichigo stood with a scowl watching as the chain of events unfold.

"I give you, your own bankai." Kenson stood wearing the exact same form fitting coat with torn hems, holding an all black zanpauto with his white guanlet standing out. Ichigo let out a low whistle, Kenson limped towards him, but collasped to the grass.

"It seems he reached his limit." Momo mumbled as she appeared next to ichigo.

"of course, he has, but to be able to pull off a bankai?" Ichigo let out a sigh, "magnificent. Get him to Unohana before returning to the barracks, okay Momo."

"Hai." Momo squated down by Kenson and picked him up. She took a step then vanished via shunpo. Ichigo turn and faced the academy students.

"Well, you might want to get to class before the instructer's find out." Ichgio smiled and scratched his head, the students turned and walked away, but talking about the battle before them as the left. Ichigo let out a sigh, looked up at the blue sky and scowled, "I hope she don't kill him."

Kenson stirred as he woke. He blinked a few time's agusting his eyes to the brightly lite room he laid in. He turned and looked out the window to the grassy field outside as the door opened. Unohana walked in holding a clipboard with a smile.

"Hello Kuja," She said sweetly, "I heard you got into a brawl with Captain Kurosaki a few days ago. Well I carefully examined your wounds and healed any damaged I could find."

"Okay…so when can I return to school." Kenson asked.

"Well…never."

"WHAT!" Kenson yelled. He grabbed his side and began coughing up blood.

"You been seated in a division. And don't yell, your wounds are bound to reopen."

"Really. Which division."

"Mine." A vioce said. The door opened once more as the petite size second captian entered, "you are my new thrid seat."

"Damn it." Kenson mumbled under his breath, "I'm stuck with the she devil. When do I start?"

"Once you leave." Soi Fon gave him a glare and walked out the room, "Report to my office for your first asignment, and don't be late." Kenson let out a groan as he plopped his head back down onto the pillow.

"Well everything checks out okay. You should be able to leave first thing in the morning." Unohana said softly. Kenson nods, closing his eyes.

"Where is Tekken?"

"Oh…your zanpakuto is with Ichigo." Kenson gives a nod in agreement and dozes of to sleep.

Kenson walked through a thick forest towards the second divison barracks. It was quiet, but he didn't mind. He looked around at the tree's watching the movement of the leaves as the top of the barracks came into view. He began to slow down, make is step with caution; he right hand reached back for the hilt of his zanpakuto, slowly closing his fingers around it. He took a step, snapping a twing. A shower of knives enter the area from the brush and tree's. Kenson took to the air, his zanpakuto out. They poured out by the seconds, the Onmitsukidō squadron with their swords out.

"Damn it!" Kenson mumbled; he spinned his sword in his right hand as he held out his left, "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south! Hado Shakkahō!" A ball of red energy formed at his palm, after it charged, it fired out. The front line of Onmitsukido was killed; their limp bodies fell as Kenson vanished from sight, returning on the ground. He round house kicked a body to the side. He held his hand up above his head, a purple rod of light formed. He fingers closed around it, grasping it hard as he threw it up into the air. It shattered into multiple smaller rods, impaling a great number of the Onmitsukido soldiers. Kenson looked around as more of them suddenly appeared; he let out a huff of air, breathing hard.

Far from Kenson, standing on a tree branch was Soi Fon, sitting next to her Yoruichi. They were stunned as they watched Kenson fight the stealth force. His speed unpredictable, his kido level high, and he is still learning. Soi Fon glanced over to Yoruichi, who had a smile on her face and was laughing. She let out a groan, watching Yoruichi stand up onto the tree branch.

"Man, I remember the day when he ran around with a wooden sword." Yoruichi said as she wiped away a tear, "Now he's taking on twenty men at once, and not even released his zanpakuto." They both looked back at Kenson as he punched a man in the chest as a burst reiatsu erupted from his back.

"What move was that?" Soi Fon said loudly.

"I don't know?" Yoruichi answered, she watch kenson preform the move once more to another one, "But what ever it is, its doing some damage to our guys." Soi Fon had heard and seen enough. She shunpoed over to kenson standing in a pile of numb, breathing bodies. And gave a snap. Kenson turned and looked at her, before dropping his head into a bow.

"Good day Captain Soi Fon." He said fast as he gasped for air. Soi Fon took a step forward as the surrounding Onmitshukido soldier vanished via shunpo.

"Kenson Kuja," she said with a rare smile, "you are magnificent, hand-to-hand combat skills, extremely fast shunpo and even keen eye." She looked as blood dripped from his arms and his hand, "Your injuried which means you fa-." Her eyes widen as Kenson raised his opposite bleeding hand as it glowed green and heal all of his wounds in a matter of seconds, "Healing Kido…you pass. Your first duty is insdie the Maggots Nest, you home for the rest of time here." She shunpoed beside him and lost her smile, "it is best not to defy my orders and cross me." She vanished leaving Kenson alone.

It was cold and damp inside the maggots nest, Kenson walked slowly keeping his head down. The soul societie's worst criminals was in front of him, he gave a groan as he walked over to his little office area. He took a seat behind the desk and flipped through the tarted book of prisoners.

"Why am I her third seat again?" He asked himself out loud. He walks out into the cave type prison and looked around. He spotted the fat, stuck-up, cocky Lietenant of the secopnd division walking in. he let out a groan as the lieutenant approached him.

"So your the new third seat eh." He said in a cocky tone.

"Yeah what about it Ōmaeda," Kenson replied in an even more cokcy tone, "Should you be eat your ass off in a pile of rice cakes or something."

"What! You little." Omaeda lunged forward. Kenson hoped to his left and round house kicked Omaeda to the floor. He hoped back a few steps and let out a laugh.

"Your the second in command and I took you down with one kick." Omaeda let out a roar as he sprang up. His face was red with anger as he pointed at Kenson.

"You…are…dead." He stormed ooff as Kenson let out a chuckle.

"Man this is going to be a long time." He turned and made his way around the prison when a whiteish purple haired male caught his eye. He began walked to the cell where the guy sat and got a better look at him. He had a fox like grin on his face, his eye's squinted making him look more fox like. Kenson approuched him with a scowl.

"Ex-Captain Ichimaru Gin," He said in a deep tone, "what a pitaful state you are in."

"why thank you, you look pitiful your self." Gin replied in a sarcastic way. Kenson took a knee in front of the cell and looked at him.

"Aizen's zanpakuto was destroyed upon his death right?"

"Yes…when a shinigami die's, their zanpakuto become's nothing but a normal sword. Why did you want to know that?"

"my zanpakuto has a speical ability. It allows me to mimic any zanpakuto that I came in contact with. His would be a perfect asset with the dozen I already mimiced."

"Hmm…that's something." Kenson stood up and nod before walking off. He made it to the office area when Captain Soi Fon appeared befor him.

"Kuja!" she said, "come with me." Kenson nodded as both of them walked out of the maggots nest.

Kenson stood in a dome like arena, it was about two miles all around. He looked around, noticing that every Captain was looking at him. He let out a groan, looking back to the walls. Craters, blood, blade shrapnel scatter everywhere; he gave the captain's a look of disgust as he turn and faced them.

"So like, what is the meaning of this?" He roared as Captain Soi Fon spoke back to him.

"A test…of wits and…level." She said, "Just fight and we will tell you when to stop." He was about to say something when a sudden roar echoed. He looked over to a gate that was opening then back to a golden barrier type wall. He snapped around, sending his leg up kicking a hollow to the side. He looked at it as a set of claws grew from its hands. He took back a few steps, then charged fully at Kenson.

"Damn it!" he roared as he jumped into the air. The hollow grabbed his leg, pulling him downt o the ground, "Arg!" Kenson arched his back in pain. He stumbled up to his feet, snapped his right hand to the hilt of his zanpakuto and held out his left hand, he mumbled something as he swat his left hand away, sending a purple spiritaul energy at the hollow. The hallow jumped into the air, evading the attack as Kenson placed his hand in front of his face, "Carriage of Thunder. Bridge of a spinning wheel. With light, divide this into six Bakudo 61: Rikujōkōrō." He chanted, summoning six thin, wide beams of light that slam into the hollows midsection, holding it in place in the sky, "Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws Hado 33: Sōkatsui!" he roared as a blue spiritual blast shot out, obliterating the hollow into nothing but spiritual particles. Kenson turned around, pulling his zanpakuto out, "That's how you fuck something up." He looks as the crowd of watcher grew tremendously during his fight.

Another roar echoed, this time it was five hollows standing behind him. He gave a chuckle and jumped into the air. He stood twirling his zanpakuto in his right hand and held his left hand out once more. What happened next stunned everyone. Reiatsu began to gather at his zanpakuto blade, making it glow a deep blue as he began to chant in a very fast pace. Hurling at the hollows bellow was a arc of yellow energy surrounded by an electrical current as several balls of red energy soared the air around it. The attack was devestating, let alone destructive. Smoke filled the area blinding the viewer's of their sight of Kenson, it even made it harder to sense where he was inside the smoke.

"He preformed a multiple Kido attack," Momo said as she watched the smoke clear a little, "He isn't even tired. Wow."

"He has a lot of stinama for a third seat." Byukuya mumbled, "But I want to see this zanpakuto of his again."

"that is not what's I called you guys for." Soi fon said fiercely, "Watch his skills."

"We are; but what is it that makes him different from any other seated officer?" Mayuri asked, "does he possece something unique."

"Yes…an actual sense of pride." Toshiro mumbled, "He knows his weakness and his strength. He is able to fight, protecting his weakness and perserving his strength. He has the skills of a captain and a brain of a commander. He has given his fiath, to serve his power."

"What?" almost every captain asked.

"Tekken. The iron fist that copies what ever it hits. It is not just his zanpakuto, but his way of life. Everyone of us he fought, he copied our pride and reformed his strength. I believe he can go far." Toshiro vanished via shunpoo. The crowed of captains and other shinigami's went quiet as they observe Kenson carefully. He had the strength of Sajin, the speed of Soi Fon. His reflex's of of the half hollow captain Ichigo and the combonation of the cool stern and smart look of Toshiro and Bayakuya. His Kido skill was of Momo's, and his healing was unknown. They all looked as Kenson dropped to a kneel, panting.

"you guys so know how to pick em." Kenson shouted, "so do you like have an Arrancar hidden behind on of these gates?"

"Fine…release Sai." Soi Fon commanded. A rickady gate opened, follow by soft steps. A man walked out, he had on a custom Arrancar outfit. The pants slim, tight fitting, and the jacket resemble something of a trench coat. He had on boots instead of the sandals. His hollow mask sat around his jaw like a mask, the jaggered teeth over his bottom lip. He had bright grey hair and slate white eyes. His zanpakuto was on his back. He came to a stop a few yard from Kenson, and stood with his hands in his pockets.

"Heh, that's more like it." Kenson gripped his zanpakuto hard as he sprinted towards the arrancar. Sai pulled out on of his hand from his pocket and traced a circle in the sky.

"Cero." He said in a low voice. Cero shot out in a ring like shape. Kenson dodged it, as he sped up.

"Become those before you; Tekken!" He roared as a bang of white light flashed, "Scatter Senbonzakura!" The gauntlet scattered into millions of blade like petals, fluttering through the air. Sai vanished, with the petal tailing behind him. Kenson let out a grunt as a sword materialized in his right hand.

"Cero." Sai shouted as another ring like cero soared the air.

"Growl Haniko!" The blade of the sword dissolved into ash, blocking the cero in the air, "that was a close call." He watches as the dust cleared up, revealing a multiple ceros. He took the hit, the cost, sent him crashing into the arena wall.

"You call this a battle?" Sai said coldly, "this is nothing, but a waste of my time." He held up his right hand as a ball of white light formed, "I give you a technique that only the first Espada knows, and taught me; Cero Metralleta." The ball of light shot out into a barrage of ceros. He stood their for a good two minutes, unleashing the devestating attack on Kenson. When he finally let go, Kensons limp body fell to the ground.

"It seems he is done for." Sai turned, and began walking back to the cave.

"Getsuga Tenshō!" A black cresent slash flew down on Sai, cutting off his left arm. Sai eyes snapped into the air, spotting Kenson.

"How?"

"After image, and some pretty good cloacking." Kenson explained, "I knew from the moment you had me against the wall, that you will unleash an attack like that. So I shunpooed out of their, leaving behind an image to take the hits and fall. With my spiritual pressure cloacked, you would have believed I died, thus giving me an opening." He face grew a cocky smile as sai let out a groan.

"Fine, I'll finsih you off for good this time." He pulled out his zanpakuto. It was a sword as large as him, with no hilt. He planted it in front of himself as and covered his right eye with his hand, "Scar!" He roared as his sword shattered into white sharpnel. Kenson coved his eyes from the out burst of blade ragments. He peeked a little, seeing Sai's release state. He stood with white armer like shoulder pads, traveling down his arms and hands. From his back to his head was grey plated armer. He mask grew into a full face mask with two horns caming out from where the nose should be.

"Holy." Ichigo said.

"Fuckin." Soi Fon mumbled.

"SHIT!" Kenson roared as a white cero shot up at him. He dogde it, but it caught the hem of his pants. Kenson gave Sai release state another look and let out a sigh. He fell to the ground, landing on his feet.

"Ha, ha,ha!" Sai laughed, "What can you do now. None of your attackes are going to penetrate my Hierro. Im called Rhino for a reason." Sai opened his mouth to charge a cero when his heard Kenson mumble something.

"Bankai; Senbonzakura Kageyoshi." Kenson dropped his sword into the floor, as ripples pour out. From around him, two rows of thousands of blade rose from the ground into a hallway like structure.

"When did he learn to use bankai's." Byakuya asked.

"During his fight with me." Ichigo said, "But he passed out after releasing it."

"Well, lets hope it saves his ass."

Sai looked at the rows of blades, letting out a laugh.

"Scatter!" the blade burst into cherry blossom petal blades, "This is Six division Captain Kuchiki's Bankai. The petals are tiny, no one knows the exact number of blades generated and no one can see the movements of those blades or even dodge them. You have been judged, and your sentence," The blade swarmed around Sai, ripping him to shreds, "Has been given. DEATH!" He turned as another bang of light flashed, giving Kenson back his zanpakuto. He slowly sheaths it and let out a sigh.

"Hmm…he is good, but still needs to practice more." Byakuya mumbled. He vanished via shunpoo as the rest of the captains followed. Only Soi Fon, Ichigo and General Yamamoto. Kenson gave a low but rusty cough as he caught the gaze of the captains.

"Yes?"

"…get back to work you useless slob." Soi Fon walked away. Ichigo gave a shrug as he followed. Kenson took a look around the area, finding that everyone was walking away.

So what do you think?

Is it a good start.

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