The pure white washed walls of the Soul Society. The Soul Reapers went along with their busy lives. The Soul Society was rarely disturbed from the peace of their monotonous lives.
The Head Captain Shigekuni Genryusai Yamamoto was the strongest Soul Reaper to exist for over one thousand years. Though he was strong he rarely fought all in Soul Society looked up to him.
The Soul Reapers job was to balance the world so that hollows did not kill all the humans. Soul Reapers were sent to the human world when a Hollow sighting reached Soul Society. Some Soul Reapers were stronger than others that was the way of the Soul Society.
Soul Reapers never paid attention to the Rukon District that literally surrounded them. The souls that made it into the soul Society but didn't have the spirit energy to become Soul Reapers those who persisted but still had no energy were given swords with no name. Soul Society's central 46 made rules that stated only a few of the residents of the Rukon districts could become Soul Reapers they had to meet a certain amount of spirit energy.
No one minded these laws that was their life there was no room for rebellion in Soul Society. The captains of the Soul Society were charged with keeping order within the Soul Society and to manage their own squads.
One day the lives of the Soul Reapers were disrupted by something so simple that no one would have expected. A small pale child that lived in the Rukon district always looked up to the Soul Reaper captains. He always thought it was virtuous of them to at times visit the Rukon district. The boy's name was Ulquiorra Schiffer he wanted to be a Soul Reaper so that one day he might become one of those captains of the thirteen court guard squads.
Ulquiorra knew that he would have to wait for his spiritual pressure to build up before considering joining the Soul Reaper Academy. Ulquiorra had high spirit energy for a child his age. He appeared to be fourteen. Most people his age had exceedingly low energy maybe it was Ulquiorra's will to become a Soul Reaper that allowed it to go that high.
Ulquiorra practiced with a makeshift wooden sword every day so that if his dream ever did come true he would at least know how to use his Zanpaku-to. Practice was never easy but it always came in handy when someone tried to attack him. Ulquiorra always had his wooden sword with him so that he could use it for defense.
One day Ulquiorra's wish came true but not quite in the way he had wanted or expected. Ulquiorra lives alone to save the trouble of trusting the people around him. Ulquiorra had been walking to the market to get lunch when a person came up behind him.
"What is a kid like you doing with a sword?" The man asked it was obvious he was drunk but he was also a Soul Reaper.
Ulquiorra was silent but remained watchful as the Soul reaper approached him. Ulquiorra placed a hand on his sword ready to draw it if he had to. His sword may have been wood but he could kill if hit the right spot with the right force.
"I asked you a question and you would do damn well to answer someone older than you" the man shouted Ulquiorra now had his sword in hand.
Holding his position Ulquiorra waited for his opponent to get close to him. Ulquiorra glared at him ready to fight the second the drunken bastard got close enough.
The drunken man stood still for all of ten seconds before laughing at Ulquiorra. "You really think that a stick will save you from a Zanpaku-to?" He asked drawing his sword.
Ulquiorra ran towards him ramming him hard in the stomach causing him to bend over. Ulquiorra took full advantage of this by bringing his sword up and slamming it into the man's face as hard as he could breaking his nose. The man stumbled back covering his face in such a way that he did not see Ulquiorra coming in for another attack. Slamming the wood blade into the man's hand the Soul Reaper easily dropped his Zanpaku-to to be kicked out of reach by Ulquiorra. For a finishing blow Ulquiorra brought the sword across the man's head knocking him out cold.
The man hit the ground with a loud thud dust coming up and drifting away with the wind. The on-lookers to the fight all started cheering at him. "That's the way to show a Soul Reaper that the Rukon can defend itself." A man shouted for all to hear.
There was a light swish from behind Ulquiorra and he turned to see what was behind him now. There was the white cloak of a captain's haori. Shunsui Kyoraku the captain to the eighth squad. The captain looked at the unconscious Soul Reaper then at Ulquiorra still holding the wooden sword.
"That is quite impressive of you to have beaten my fifth seat with no real weapon who are you?" The captain asked Ulquiorra.
All the boy could do was stare at the captain blankly. This was the first time a Soul Reaper captain had ever spoken to him directly.
"You look like some one hit you but can you at least tell me your name?" The captain requested again.
"Ulquiorra Schiffer from district 72" Ulquiorra answered quickly.
The captain looked at the Soul Reaper still napping in the dirt "have you ever considered becoming a Soul Reaper? We could use someone with talent like yours" the captain had his hands folded behind his back.
Ulquiorra nodded "I have but I'm not too sure if I have the spirit energy required to become one" The captain shook his head.
"I just met you and as far as I can tell you have untapped spirit power that may border on the lieutenant level Soul Reaper. With practice that can get better." The captain stated smiling.
Ulquiorra shuddered the captain knew how strong he was without having to actually know him. This scared Ulquiorra slightly but didn't let it show.
"Fine I will become a Soul Reaper.