Disclaimer: I do not own "Bleach." All rights go to and shouen Jump. O/C characters in chapter: Hisana and Hansuke.

Author's note: Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing! 3 I'll try to post a new chapter Thursday night/Friday the latest. For better reading experience, listen to Yue's 'Rolling Days'. In my wattpad account, I paired that song for this chapter. Also, I shorted some of the bleach words like for spiritual pressures, I just say "S.P" for short and please excuse the grammar errors. I haven't really edited this, I'm just so excited to post this next chapter. Without further Adieu, enjoy this chapter and please keep on reviewing! 3 _

My name is Kurosaki Hisana. I'm 14 years old, and I am one of the last free soul reapers in existence. I was once part of the many spiritual guardians to the world of the living. 'We merit between the balance of good and evil souls and protect the Soul Society', my parents would constantly tell my younger brother and I. 'Keeping the peace and balance of both worlds is what we do. What we always must do.' But what my parents didn't tell me was that peace and balance can be easily thrown out of sync.

I remember the day my entire world was turned upside down. My parents death. The fall of the thirteen court guard squads. The seireitei drenched into chaos as the one who called him self 'the emperor' conquered the worlds. In blink of an eye, the once peaceful future I lived in was drastically changed forever. All of this was possible thanks a forbidden device that had the power to alter time and space itself.

"Kurosaki Hisana. Urahara Hansuke. Do you understand the importance of this mission?" asked the leader of the rebels before as we ran through the precipice world with the enemy running behind us. "Understand this, once you enter the past remember that each action comes with a dire consequence."

"Yes, Captain." Suke and I said in unison. "We will not fail you."

I wandered what kind of consequences did he mean? There were so many questions I wanted to ask, so many scenarios I had, but there wasn't any time. There was no doubt in my mind that this fight will come with a consequence he spoke of earlier.

One I would gladly pay, if it means saving lives.

"Bankai." I said in a whisper as I slightly twisted my zanpakuto. A beam of light shots into the afternoon sky as swirls of dust clouds shrouds my body, allowing me and my sword to transform. As I felt my spiritual pressure increasing, my once plain zanpakuto transforms into a deadly weapon.

A long katana black blade is in hand, slender and smooth with a silver circular guard that had two golden crescent shaped moons inside that surrounded the beginning of the blade. The hilt was made of black and red cloth that is braided with slight accents of golden specks. At the end of the pinmeal- a blood red ribbon dances in the violent wind.

I glance down and see my outfit slightly changing. A soul reapers uniform normally is a black kimono, but my bankai says otherwise. I wore a black and red kimono dress. It had a wide collar with black ruffles on the sleeves and at the knee length hem and a black sash tied around my waist in a red bow in the black.

When I saw the transformation complete and my S.P reach bankai level, I slash my blade into the air dispersing the dust clouds around me. "Kaigigesshoku." Total Lunar Eclipse. I stated as I stared into my opponent's eyes. Out of the corner of my own, I saw Orihime still standing behind me in awe. "Orihime. Stand back, please. I don't want you to get hurt."

" Al-alright." She replied softly and I hear her run away from the battlefield. The arrancar lifts his left arm and scratches his head,

"So, you have a bankai, huh?"

I didn't reply.

He turns to his gloomy partner and asks. "Hey, Ulquiorra. This isn't the target right? I thought it was a boy."

Every since I was little, I would always imagine what it would be like to met the infamous enemies mom and dad faced. They always said they were strong, but nothing like this. Just standing before them and feeling their S.P's was incredible. It was violent, fierce, and dead-right powerful. But what had surprised me the most was their appearances.

They're just like what I'd imagined.

The arrancar right before me was no doubt Yammy Llargo; Espada #10. My parents described him as a giant, and boy were they right. I had to crank my neck high just to met his brown terrifying eyes that made me feel small and insignificant. His red markings underneath his eyes added a murderous vibe to his personality. To an average person, they weren't that small. But I'm a early teen and incredibly very short for my age, so I was like a little kid compared to this guy!

Tanned skinned, powerful build, and a ridged line cranium that always reminded me of fish fins(Don't ask why). He has black hair pulled in a low ponytail and bushy sideburns that could seriously stab you, but it wasn't as dangerous like a certain captain I know. Aside from the detailed descriptions, he sadly was indeed bald. In the center of his chest is a large hole signifying his previous time as a hollow. What remains from that previous life, a masked jawbone with eight teeth that rests on his chin.

And standing right behind him was Ulquiorra Cifer; Espada #4. Orihime or should I say the future one was the one who told me about him. I remember her saying he was quite handsome for an arrancar and damn she was. He wasn't brute looking like his fellow espada, but slender and fairly muscular with an average height and melancholic expression. Short, messy black hair with a hollow mask on the top-left side of his head that was indeed shaped like a broken hornet helmet.

His skin pale-eyes an emerald green with small slit shaped pupils much like a cat's. He even parted his bangs betweens his eyes like me, but I didn't have the teal lines descending from the lower eyelids. That just made him more attractive in my opinion and it made his thick eyebrows pop.

Hisana, Don't crush on the enemy! I screamed mentally.

Unlike Yammy whose white arrancar jacket was open, Ulquiorra's had a longer coattails and a higher collar.

Psssh, wish he opened his jacket a bit more. said Zanpakuto. I'm sure he has nice abs.

Not. Helping.

Sorry.

When Yammy looked back at him for an answer, Ulquiorra was staring at me in deep thought. Crap, what's he thinking? I hope he can't smell the time residue on me and Suke.

'That doesn't matter!' screamed my sword. 'What matters is to fix this changed event. You know the tale by heart. Despite your father not being here to challenge him, just do what he did and that should fix this in order for the next major event to take place.'

Ulquiorra parted his lips and said. "Oh yammy. You really need to work on your investigated skills more. You should know by one glance that this little girl isn't our target. But the highlighted orange hair and the black bankai? Lord Aizen told me only the substitute soul reaper possessed that color blade."

I smirked. "Maybe Lord Aizen isn't omnipotent as he clams to be. There's so much he doesn't know."

Ulquiorra's eyes widen. "How dare you speak of him that way!"

"So...can I kill her?" Yammy asked curiously.

Ulquiorra caught me totally ignoring him, by glancing at Suke who was lying unconscious on the ground. I could barely feel his spiritual pressure. This is bad.

"Go ahead, Yammy." I heard Ulquiorra said. " I'm sure she's probably trash as well."

I slowly turned around and saw Yammy with murderous eyes as he shouted,"Que Suerte!" He quickly formed a fist and descends a punch towards me. Quickly, I blocked it with my zanpakuto and the ground around us crumbled from the collision.

Yammy eyes widen from shock. I crank my head up and gave him a murderous stare of my own. "Are you the reason Suke is lying unconscious on the ground?" I replied between gritted teeth.

He smirks. "You gonna do something about it, small fry?"

"Matter of fact. I am."

I jumped high in the air gracefully and sliced off his left arm before he could process a cero. I landed next to him and he grunts/ screams in pain. He turns sharply and began to use his right arm to punch, but I dodged it in a jump.

He pants. "Damn. You little runt!"

I swing my sword over my shoulder. "Surprised you can still call me names. It's true what the stories say, you are tough as you are ugly... You know, I'm pretty proud of myself. Considering, I just learned Bankai like three days ago."

Before Yammy could respond, Ulquiorra intervenes. "It seems you're having a hard time. Shall I take over?"

Damn his voice is sexy.

Shut up!

Yammy growls and glances back at Ulquiorra for a moment. "Stay back!" When he touched his sword, Ulquiorra sighs. "I can't believe you need your Zanpakuto to take care of a piece of trash."

I knew what I had to do next and it involved excruciating pain on me and others. Forgive me, Aunt Orihime. I "acted" surprised when Yammy slowly drew his Zanpakuto. "That's a zanpakuto..." I said aloud and went into shock. I placed a hand over my face and began to shake. Yammy took the bait and kicked me hard in the stomach, sending me flying across the field. I heard Orihime cry and began to run over to us, "Hey!" But I had to get her in the right position. I turned around and yelled at her. "STAY WHERE YOU ARE!"

Whack. He slams me into the ground, and I heard something crack. Orihime runs over and was about to use her Shun Shun Rikka, but on the third step Yammy slaps her across the face that sends her flying. She tumbles to the ground and rolled next to Chad.

"ORHIME NO!" I scream.

"Shut up!" Yammy said as he pulled back his arm for another punch. I quickly stood up and used my body to shield Aunt Orihime's. I was on my hands and knees when he punched me simultaneously on my back. I had to use all my strength just to stop my knees from collapsing from the amount of force he was inflicting on me.

I stood up, spun around, and allowed him to punch me across the face like a punching bag for a couple of times. And as he did, I was so completely horrified that I couldn't move a single muscle. I now know what dad felt, I thought as I felt Yammy enormous hand grip my head, ready to squeeze it like a zit. 'With each swing, I felt my strength and spiritual pressure rapidly decrease into nothing. I groaned in pain. My vision blurred. I was helpless.'

Five year old me gasped and jumped up and down on his lap from suspense and excitement. 'What happened next daddy! What happened next!'

'He lifted me off the ground and threw me like a rag doll. He then said,

'I'm done messing around. Time for you to disappear!'

Hang on, Hisana! Just a few more seconds. My Zanpakuto encouraged me to hold on.

Yammy threw me on the ground, and I groaned in pain. I opened my eyes and saw his fist about to deliver the final blow.

3...2...1...

Just like clockwork, a familiar man in a green and white striped hat and dark coat flash steps in front of me. He stops Yammy's blow with his shield. "Hey there, Ana. Sorry, I couldn't get here any sooner. You know how it is."

"What the?" Yammy said and Urahara smirks. "All these bugs keep popping out of no where and getting in the way! But since you stepped into the front lines, that means you're gonna get killed first. Sucka'!"

Yammy throws another punch our way, but then Auntie Yoruichi appears and takes care of him. She grabs his wrist and tosses him to the side.

"I always wanted to see that." I mutter under my breath.

She glances back at me then at Urahara.

"I got this." She says to him.

"He's all yours." He replied handing her a small bag. Yammy gets up and screams a battle cry, but before his fist made contact with their bodies. They flash step away, and he punches the ground. Urahara appears next to me, and he lifts me gently off the ground.

"Unc-Mister-I'm sor-"

"That was very brave of you, young lady." He said kindly, putting a healing pill in my mouth. "Taking on an Espada like that? And if I didn't show up you were ready to fight the second one, weren't you?"

I parted my lips to reply, but he hushed me. "Don't speak. Will talk about this when we get back to my shop-"

"Y-yes, b-but m-my friend over there." I turned my head and stretched out an arm to Hansuke. "P-Please h-help him.I-I can't sense h-his sp-iritual p-presure."

Urahara looked up towards him and gave me smile. "He's just fine. Please rest. We'll take it from here."

I felt my bankai vanished, and I returned back to normal spirit form. He gently puts me back on the ground away from the battle. When turn to look at his face, my vision started to blur. "Unc.. Kisuke..." I muttered as I dozed off into darkness.