Deerlybeloved~{Hello thanks to everyone who took the time to give me suggestions, I'll take everything into account! The computer keeps correcting shunpo to shampoo O_O so if it shows up like that please tell me haha soooo here is the second chappie to Shattered blade ;0 im thinking of starting off another fanfic...is that a good idea? Because it'll mean that i'll have to post-pone each one ? ... let me know what you think! REVIEWS :D please! I seriously jump at each one haha anyway , enjoy i'm slamming myself on the head for not coming up with a more creative zanpakuto release command TTT_TTTTTTT i'm going to make each chappie roughly 1000 words :) from now on}
FLASHBACK
He was searching for something.
Though he had been dissolved into rain, his reishi, spirit particles, still existed, and there was a chance, a slim chance, with the right conditions, the zanpakuto could be reborn, within another soul reaper.
From his past life, there was still that faint dream of having a connection with a shinigami. He knows that it is impossible for that to happen with his previous master, so he began searching from the skies.
For reiatsu.
Karakura town was a place quite densely packed with humans who have obtained sharpened senses, ones that could see shinigami, ones who are also oblivious to the reiatsu they have as long as they live. However, there were exceptions.
Take Ichigo, for example.
His father was a shinigami, Isshin. His mother, a human. When Ichigo was born, his soul had taken a fragment of Isshin's reishi, developing and eventually giving capacity for a zanpakuto. The moment he let another shinigami reiatsu flow into him, the fragment was completed, giving him immense power as a shinigami-human hybrid.
The evening was brightly lit with a full moon in the sky.
The broken reishi had detected something. It was a rare, golden aura, surrounding the nearby park, something so obscured from the sun; you could only see it at night. A soft, faint glow moved slowly ahead. He could not see who it was, as he was only reishi.
The purple reishi dived down, into the reiatsu, merging with it, a strong white light blinded him, and the re-assembled zanpakuto was dormant, inside a human.
He woke up inside a moon lit land. A lonely place, almost feeling like the wooden pillars that stuck out of the ocean he often sat about on. There was only some hope, that this Inner World, would somehow, be finally connected to whoever owns it.
He was weak, barely able to stand in the Inner World. It has been too long since he last had contact with reiatsu. The only reason he barely survived the merging was from the minor hollows he absorbed as reishi. Only a portion of his power had been merged with the golden aura, he needed to develop his powers significantly, again.
So the zanpakuto, was there waiting again, for someone to call his name.
Muramasa.
END FLASHBACK
RECAP
A woman in a black kimono, draping down around her, her long raven hair hung around her white obi. The woman stood beside the girl. She pointed an onyx sword with a white flying ribbon at Toshiro. 'Some no mai, Kuroi tsubame!' *
*Kuroi tsubame literally translates to black swallow
The onyx sword itself dissolved into the darkness, but re-emerged as a cluster of Hell Butterflies. They dove at Toshiro.
Surely Hell Butterflies could mean no harm...?
The captain attempted to evade the swarm of diving butterflies, but to no avail. They were encased in every shadow, when new ones would appear in every corner. There was no avoiding them; after all, it was Hell Butterflies that guided shinigami through the Precipice World.
No matter where he shunpo-ed, they were everywhere. He thrust his sword at them, waving ice attacks around him, managing to encase a flock closing in on him. However, a moment later, the ice simply melted.
What the hell is this ability?
Distracted by an approaching flock, a simple black shadowed butterfly landed on his arm. Perplexed, Toshiro froze. In a split second, the rest of its kind disappeared.
Toshiro felt the temperature drop. Icicles formed before his eyes, a familiar reiatsu diffused in the atmosphere.
Hyorinmaru.
The girl was nowhere to be seen. The tunnel was encased with ice. Impossible!
'Souten Ni Zase, HYORINMARU!', the girl's voice echoed through the Precipice tunnels.
The captain's eyes widened with shock.
My own...zanpakuto? NO.
The familiar ice dragon appeared swirling in the cramped tunnel. Suddenly everything seemed so small, exactly like those re-occurring dreams he would get when he was a child in Rukongai. The frozen dragon lunged at Toshiro, who in turn, blocked it with his own.
Ice met ice; the two beasts struck at each other.
'BANKAI! DAIGUREN HYORINMARU!' ordered Toshiro.
The dragon shifted into brilliant ice wings that shielded the wielder when attacked. Ice flowers in the shape of diamonds sparked above the bankai. Especially in the dark of the Precipice World, it was an illustrious sight.
The girl re-appeared again, in front of his dragon. She was staggering. The reiatsu from her was diminishing.
She bolted with her sword pointing at his bankai. Toshiro materialized the dragon with its mouth lunging at her. She was encased with ice.
A moment later, the ice shattered, slamming on the floor with a crash of water. It was melted by her reiatsu.
'Some no mai, Kuroi Tsubame!'
The background of the Precipice World turned pitch black, with the only light coming from the two zanpakuto.
Flash. The girl was behind him. The white ribbon flying around his ice bankai.
A burst of Hell Butterfly surrounded him...but they were white. They closed in, like before, but dissolved so suddenly like lightning.
The girl collapsed, on the Precipice floor, emitting only the faintest reiatsu.
{HELLLOOO I guess that chapter two im aiming to finish this in 2 months :D so watch out for frequent updates! I guess the story is unfolding slowly, right now i'm still deciding where the plot should go and how it should end REEEEEEEVIEW OR PM ME PLEASE! they make me smmmile I did this chappie really quickly, so please point out mistakes!}