Shinigami: A spiritual entity or Death God, as they are formally called, protectors of the living world from the beings called Hollows.

Hollow: A spirit that is considered to be evil. It walks the earth in search of souls with high spiritual energy to devour them.

Vizard: Are shinigami who have obtained hollow powers and whose shinigami powers remain dominant, although they do have to undergo a process to maintain their dominance over their hollow.

Arrancar: Are hollows that have obtained shinigami powers and whose hollow powers remain dominant.

These are the souls that have conflicted with each other since the beginning of time. To this day they have stayed at a stalemate in this eternal battle, but there is one that will decide the fate of this battle; one that has descended to great power and has watched over this battle since the beginning. They are considered to be the judge, or in plain terms, the Neutral Source. The one rule of the Neutral Source states that the one proudly given the name of 'Neutral Source' is bound to the fate of 'Judge' and thus should not interfere with the battle in any way, meaning they cannot choose sides (if they help one side they must equally help out the others). Those who do not abide this one rule will be given a fate worse than death.

With this information here is where I begin my story; a story that would have usually taken undefined curves and twist just to end up at the beginning again. But that's not my style. And I never repeat myself. Listen carefully to what I'm about to tell you, for it just might decide the fate of this so called 'eternal' battle....

I was born on April 12th, when the buds of spring flowers had bloomed fruitfully. I was known as the wonderful gift of Seireitei and even with the happy atmosphere no one knew the kind of dangers that were also bestowed that day, because with a good side always comes a evil side.

When I turned the youthful age of six I was able to travel Seireitei, with an adult of course. I was a curious child, wanting to know everything there was to know. And as my knowledge grew, so did the power inside me. Junshiro and Shunsui, my trusted friends, were my guides and the ones who usually stayed with me when my parents were away. I loved them like a sister would her brothers.

"What do you want to see next?" Junshiro asked me kindly. I smiled up at him my answer decided long ago.

"I want to see the academy that I someday hope to go to." I told him. They smiled at me knowingly having heard me talk zealously about it for the past few days.

"Ah, Kesa-chan, you still stuck on being a Shinigami?" asked Shunsui amused. I pouted, "Of course! I want to be better than my Grandpa and show them that a girl can be on top!" I shouted determinedly. I didn't know it then, but I had already held that position: the strongest. It was just an untapped power then, soon to be awakened.

"Well then we better get going, shall we?" said Junshiro as he gave me a piggy back ride to the Shinigami Academy.

"Hadou 31: Shakkahou Artillera Carmes!" Shouted a class of trainee Shinigami as I watched them do Kidou. Plenty of them had made contact with the target while others missed entirely. I giggled at the sight.

"Now I can do better than that." I boasted my hands on my small hips. My sitters laughed.

"Ne, Kesa-chan, would you like to give it a try?" inquired Junshiro. My eyes sparkled.

"Would I ever!" I exclaimed. The two nodded and went to ask the instructor if I could give it a shot. I could tell by the look on his face that he supposedly knew I would fail because I was only six. But whatever they thought of me then was completely wrong.

He gave the ok anyway probably thinking I would humiliate myself and never want to come back. I scoffed at the thought. Nothing was going to stand in my way of becoming number one.

"Ok Kesa-hime. I set up a target, now all you have to do is hit----" started the instructor but I had already gone through the chant in my head.

"Hadou 31: Shakkahou Artillera Carmes!" I yelled, my tiny voice reaching a high pitch. Everyone stood or sat there amazed at me. Yes, I did indeed hit the target but that's not what had the others slack jawed. The blast went straight through the wall and down a ways before it lost power and dissipated.

"Kesa-hime....." trailed Shunsui in wonderment. Not knowing the full meaning of what I'd just done, I did what any six year old would do. I rubbed it into the trainee's face that I was better than them.
The next thing I knew was that I was locked in my room until further notice. I was scared at first not knowing what was going on until I was finally able to go out and see my parents. But as joyous as I thought it would be, it wasn't. Far from it.

We were called upon the council of Central 46. Though I didn't know it at the time, they had found out about what I truly was and wanted me gone. My parents, Junshiro, and Shunsui fought vigorously on my behalf but it was no use. My useless Grandfather just sat back and watched the whole scene with sympathetic eyes. Only I could see the true pain behind them, the pain he never once acted upon and ignored.

Even to this day I resent him for it. My sentence was given the next day. I was to be banned from the life I knew and loved. My parents, Junshiro, and Shunsui came to see me off. I was to live in the living world never to come back to this place on the threat that I would be killed. Hatred flowed through my veins from that point on, toward those who were afraid to embrace something that could have brought them happiness in the future. And for the last time that day I cried.

"Don't cry Shizukesa-hime, you'll grow up to be a beautiful and strong girl. We don't deserve your tears." assured My Father as he hugged me. I nodded hugging him for the last time. My mother did the same crying her eyes out herself. When it came to Junshiro and Shunsui I couldn't hold back the tears and it just came out like a waterfall. They both gave me a big hug and a promise to meet again which I took to heart.

"Kesa-chan we want you to have this." said Junshiro as he pulled a necklace out of his robes and clasped it around my neck. I almost broke into tears again. "And we want you to take good care of him." added Shunsui as he handed me a beautiful black wolf with crystal blue eyes. I sniffed and giggled a bit as the wolf licked at my tear ridden face.

"What are you going to name him?" They asked. I look at the wolf in the face for a few moments before I nodded making my decision.

"I think I'll name him Takahiro in remembrance of how valuable and great you guys are to me." I sniffed. They gave me one last hug before I had to turn my back on Seireitei, my home.

"I hate good-bye's." I said wiping at my tears. The two captains smiled. "Then don't say 'good-bye'," said Shunsui, "Say 'See you later'." finished Junshiro.

I smiled and nodded. "Then, see you later." I reiterated with a soft giggle. Before I walked completely to the gate I could hear Shunsui call out to me.

"Be careful little Kaze-Hana!" He waved. I nodded as another world had opened up to me. "I will! I'll never forget you guys and they can't keep us apart forever!" was the last thing I'd said to them before crossing over to the world of the living.