About 100 years ago, a war that had nearly ended human life finally ended. The war had, however ended hybrid existence. The world powers gathered their scientists. They gave many human some hybrid DNA. That way some hybrids would be reborn.

Much to their disappoint, the normal human gene was dominant to the hybrid gene. Only 1 child out of a 100 would be born a hybrid. Though, in multiple births, a hybrid child being born was more common, like there is a 1 out of 5 chance at least one of the children will be a hybrid. But having more than one hybrid in a 'litter' was rare.

Shiro and Ichigo were rare. They were twins, brothers closer than normal, almost as if they were attached at the hip. Shiro was the older hot-headed, slightly crazy albino with snow white hair, molten gold on oceans of black, pale almost white skin, and light grey striped Neko ears and tail. Ichigo was the younger, more playful, sweet, and innocent oranget with amber eyes that glowed a golden color and sunkissed skin, as well black striped Neko ears and tail. Both of the boys were tiger hybrid, Ichigo being a normal tiger and Shiro being an albino tiger also known as a 'snow tiger'.

Both of the boys were happy with their life with their mother, father, and younger sisters. Well that was until tragedy struck…

Ichigo giggled as his brother playfully swiped at him. The elder smirked and jabbed his brother's chest teasingly. Ichigo shoved his brother away with a giggle. Shiro put on an offended face and then started to tickle his twin till the oranget was squealing in laughter.

In the seat in front of them was their fussy little sisters. In the very front seats were their parents, their mother turned to the middle seat to try and calm the girls as their father drove the car through the heavy rain. The family was coming home from a family dinner they had to celebrate their parent's anniversary.

No one saw the swaying car coming towards them, the car that weaved back and forth in the lanes, obviously drove by a drunken person. Finally Shiro and Ichigo's mother saw the car. "ISSHIN" she yelled. But it was too late. Everyone screamed as the cars made a head on collision. Shiro held Ichigo close in his arms. Everything went black for the twins.

When Ichigo woke up, Shiro gave him the grave news. Their family had been killed and only they survived. Ichigo, heartbroken cried into his older brother's chest for hours. Shiro just comforted and held his dear brother.

Surprisingly, not even after a month of orphaning, Shiro and Ichigo were adopted by a polite, nice man named Aizen. Aizen already had 3 adopted children, 2 Neko children Tensa, Ulquiorra, and a human one, Gin.

Ichigo and Shiro are happy with their new family.

A happy couple was very happy with their new children. Twin boys, both with light blue hair, sky colored eyes, and lightly tanned skin. Only difference was the one they had named Grimmjow was human and the one they had named Akira was a Neko with similarly blue ears and tail.

When the twins were 5, they changed up their looks. Grimmjow changed his hair to messy bed head like hair. Akira cut his hair so he only had the hair on top of his hair and two pieces that framed his face.

Both the boys were happy with life till their mother got breast cancer. She died when they were 9. Life changed dramatically. Grimmjow, grieving started to cause trouble. He was a great student but he had more of a rebellious streak now. Akira almost always followed Grimmjow into the trouble, refusing to leave his brother.

Grimmjow and their father were almost always locked in yell matches and painful fights every time they were near each other. Now that they didn't have the woman of the house to keep the conflicting personalities apart, war in the house was inevitable.

Akira was stuck in the middle of this war. The younger bluenet was treated like royalty by his father and school, all because he happened to be a Neko. Akira usually used his power to keep Grimmjow safety. Not that always worked. But he could try.

One night, a yelling match begin. Grimmjow had gotten a B on his test, it was his worst subject and he had been helping Akira with his work so he hadn't studied. Their father yelled threats and insults at the fuming 10 year old.

Akira had came downstairs with his video camera, recording the yell match and soon to be death match. Insults flew back and forth. Finally a fist flew as well. Grimmjow bit his lip, refusing to cry out. Akira gasped as their father lifted Grimmjow off the ground, pounding his fist in Grimmjow's face and body. Grimmjow started to scream and cry. The child struggled, but a 10 year old is no match for a full grown adult. Akira had long put the camera on the table and raced to save his brother.

Akira grabbed his father's fist. "Stop it" the child screamed.

Suddenly Akira cried out after being slapped, hard by his father. Then the child watched in horror as his father literally beat his brother black and blue. Then tossing the eldest child into a glass door that led to the kitchen. Grimmjow screamed, his voice scratchy and hoarse from over-use as he crashed through the door with glass piercing every inch of his body.

Akira grabbed his dad's leg to keep the older from advancing on the bleeding child. After Akira got his father to calm, the child raced over his brother to the phone and called 911.

As soon as he was sure the medics were coming, he raced over to stop and hide the camera. He hugged the camera tightly to his chest. This video was his brother's salvation and he was going to keep it safe even if hell and heaven tried to take it.

About a month after the glass incident, Akira called the social services. Grimmjow and their father were yelling and screaming at each other, thankfully not fighting. Yet.

The fight had only began when the doorbell rung loudly, echoing through the hollow halls. The family of 3 went to the door, 2 of them surprised to see the social service woman. "Uh, can we help you?" their father started.

"Someone from this house called us, so I came to check on it" the woman stated.

"Grimmjow, did you go prankcalling again?" their father asked, trying not to growl.

"Actually I called them" Akira stated.

Everyone looked at the small Neko, surprised. Akira stepped forward, handing the woman his camera. "The video should explain my reasoning of calling and why I don't see my 'father' fit to care for me and my brother" Akira stated, sounding very grown-up for his age.

The woman nodded. Their father had no choice but to invite the woman in. Akira attached the camera to the TV with Grimmjow's help.

As they watched the video, Grimmjow was proud of his brother. The video included many fights. Their father seemed to be in shock, his little angel had turned into a demon and save Grimmjow from his hell.

It was quickly decided and Akira and Grimmjow were moving out from their father's house. They got adopted by a nice American couple by the time they were 11, where they started a new life.

Sorry, I started a new story...I got the idea for this at school today, I made Akira at school yetserday...this is only the prolouge and I hope to have more out soon...I got the basic idea for at least the 1st chapter planned out

And yayz for Aizen being a good guy for once =D

Anyway, hope you like and please review

Thanks ^^