So I had an idea that I'm gonna leave up to you guys to decide upon, this is not something I will make a habit of but I figured I'd hear you guys out. I'm thinking about reversing the deaths of Ruby and Yang's parent, basically having Taiyang be dead and Summer be alive. Kind of like a butterfly affect, Aizen's appearance on Remnant might have caused some chain of events somehow that would have lead to the roles being reversed. I'm kinda hoping to do this but I'll honor the vote, so here it is. Enjoy.

Reverse it- 0

Stick to canon- 0

Sosuke Aizen was a genius, he was proficient if not a master of nearly everything he tried his hand at. He was a grandmaster swordsmen, one of the greatest kido users to have ever lived, as well as a genius scientist. Strategy, philosophy, math, chemistry, psychology, he could write books on each of these and more. It wouldn't be unbelievable to say that he was good at everything, but what most didn't know was that he was simply very good at hiding what he was bad at.

Which lead to his current situation, Aizen stood at the stove in the small kitchen of his apartment. In the pan on the stove was an assortment of vegetables and bits of meat. Looking over at the open book on the counter he checked the recipe once more. Grabbing the salt he added a teaspoon of it to the dish and stirred before then adding a splash of teriyaki sauce. After another minute or so he removed the pan from the stove and spread it's contents over a plate of white rice. After taking a few minutes to clean up after himself and to let the meal cool a bit he grabbed a pair of chop sticks and the plate and moved to his living room, the same room he'd had a conversation with those two men only a few days prior.

Grabbing the remote he turned on the TV and sat down, back in his previous world he never saw the television as anything but a means to waste time, and he was right. The same was mostly true on Remnant as well, but he found he enjoyed watching history documentaries every so often. He could of course simply read through one of the many textbooks in the Schnee library, but seeing as he was simply trying to enjoy a meal he decided to settle for the television.

Using the chopsticks Aizen lifted some meat and vegetable and blew lightly on it before taking a bite, after a few seconds of chewing he sighed. "Terrible." He shook his head before taking another bite of the unappetizing food. This happened every time he attempted to cook anything more complex than instant noodles. Even back in Soul Society he had never had any talent what so ever in the culinary arts, not for lack of trying either. Being bad at something had always gotten under his skin, so he'd swallowed his pride and signed up for several cooking classes, one was even taught by his former fifth seat. He'd purchased several cook books, most designated to be for amateurs.

None of it helped, no matter how closely he would follow the recipes the food would always turn out tasting off. He would still eat whatever he cooked of course, not just to not be wasteful but also because he preferred to own his failures, as rare as they may be. Looking up at the screen he tilted his head slightly. "Ancient Myths and Fairy tales, interesting." He grabbed the remote and turned up the volume.

One Week Later

"Take in a deep breath." Aizen told Winter as he sat across from her in the snow, instead of his usual winter kimono he wore only a pair of shorts. Winter was in an equal state of undress, wearing only a swimsuit. "Remember, block out the cold." He told with his eyes closed. "Now describe the object in your hands without looking at it."

Winter's shivering hands felt all over the object. "It feels wooden, it has a sharp tip and a round flat base." She said through chattering teeth.

"Good, now give me more detail. A warrior must be able to taken as much detail while under stress as they could normally, ignore the pain of wounds or any other distractions and focus on your target." He explained to her.

She continued to feel over the object. "It's engraved along it's length, it's heavy and it smell a bit like sulfur. It's been polished but it's old and I can feel the ware."

"Good, now open your eyes." He told the girl in his ever calm voice, almost as though he was completely unaffected by the freezing temperature.

Opening her eyes Winter looked at the object. "It's a tooth?"

"A sixty seven year old trophy from a huntsmen who survived a wound from the grimm that tooth came from. Look at the engravings." He instructed her, as she did so he continued talking. "The beast bit into his shoulder with such force that tooth snapped off, even while in such pain he managed to think clearly enough to finish the fight and not remove the tooth until he returned to the village he was protecting and found a doctor. Had he simply pulled it out without thinking first he would have died from blood loss in minutes. The engravings show how the battle was fought." He explained as the girl took in a much detail as possible.

"I think I understand." She said through chattering teeth.

Aizen chuckled. "You understand the concept, but simply hearing it isn't enough. This is an incredibly vital skill for any warrior, one that is developed over many years of experience. It requires great self discipline, get dressed." He told her standing and walking over to where the rest of his attire laid. The girl was quick to jump an throw on the extra clothes, anything to help stave off the cold. Walking to a nearby tree, the pair were currently in the forests near the Schnee estate, Aizen drew his blade in a flash and before Winter could even turn to look he had already resheathed it and the tree fell into pieces as if it had thrown in a wood chipper. Bending down Aizen pulled out a shard of red dust and set the pile of wood chunks on fire. After a few more minutes a respectable sized fire was going and Winter was already warming herself by it.

Aizen cut down another smaller tree and brought some logs over to sit on. "Winter, I want to tell you a story of someone I once knew that you remind me of a great deal." He told the girl who looked to him with surprise and excitement in her eyes, she always loved it when he told her stories. "As well as how he eventually fell, something I hope you won't repeat." He added causing her to lose a small amount of her excitement. "His name was Byakuya Kuchiki, and he was an incredibly skill warrior."

Unknown Location

Cinder flipped the page of the book her mistress had given her, she was currently in one of her safe houses as she traveled to Vale.

To say she found the book fascinating would be an understatement, the main character Zaine had such a deep personality. As she read she got the feeling more and more that, despite being able to read anyone and everyone around him with ease and clarity, he truly didn't seem to know himself at all. He dawned so many masks and wore them all so perfectly that even he didn't know where they ended and he really began.

She'd already read through the book once and was going through it once more, this book ended with Zaine's creating a powerful object called the hogyoku. Something with the ability to alter reality itself to assist it's holder to achieve their greatest desires. Unfortunately Zaine's was a failure but he'd learned of another man who'd been working on the same artifact named Urahara. She actually found herself looking forward to the release of the next book in a few months, it was so rare she found a novel that interested her.

Lifting her scroll she checked the time, it was slightly passed midnight. Letting out a sigh she closed the book and set it down before laying it next to the bed she was sitting on. She had a great deal of walking to do tomorrow and would need her rest.

Days Later

James signed another sheet before looking over the next, he signed it as well before grabbing another. This was the battle he knew he could never defeat with soldiers and ship, paperwork was an ever present enemy, especially for not only a headmaster but a general. It was one of the few times he was truly glad he had a robotic arm, it saved a lot of wrist strain.

Hearing a beep from his intercom he sighed and pressed the button on it. "Yes?"

"General Ironwood sir, you have an unscheduled visitor." His secretaries voice sounded over the speaker.

"I'm very busy, tell them to make an appointment and come back." James said rubbing his forehead.

"He says he's a good friend of your's sir, Sosuke Aizen. Would you like me to still send him away?" James perked up at the name.

"Send him in." He said quickly, truly curious what the terrifying man would come here for.

"Right away sir."

Only a few moments later the doors to his office opened an in walked the brown haired man wearing his ever present serene smile. "Good afternoon James, I hope you're well." Aizen nodded to the man before gesturing to one of the chairs across from the generals desk.

Gesturing in response James nodded as Aizen took a seat. "As well as I can be with this mountain of paper work." James placed his face in his hands.

Aizen chuckled. "Indeed, I know full well the pains of paperwork. Though I always found the repetition to be a bit soothing when paired with a good drink, maybe some ginger tea." Aizen said happily. "But I'm sure you're far to busy to simply chat like this so I'll get to the point. I was visited recently by a pair of gentlemen whom I strongly believe are apart of whatever group you and your's are oppose to." He explained causing the general to sit up straighter. "I'm assuming you did not inform a great deal of people about me."

A grim look formed on his face. "No, to my knowledge only seven people including myself and the woman you fought should know you are anything more than an author. The people I did tell all know better than to speak freely about such sensitive information, the only way anyone from the enemy could learn such things are if Raven, the bandit woman, told them or..."

"You have a traitor in your ranks, yes. That is what I believe personally, but I did not come to speak of that. As I stated before, I wish to remain completely uninvolved in whatever conflict your groups may be in, which is why I gave them ample time to either leave the country or cover their tracks. Turning them over to you would be taking sides." Aizen explained. "What I did come here to speak with you about is my next move."

James's eyebrows raised at that. "What would that be?"

"I've stayed here in Atlas long enough, I had actually only planned to remain here for a few days but have ended up staying for several weeks. The reason for this is Winter Schnee and her younger siblings." Aizen leaned forward. "They are very bright children with great futures ahead of them, I know you likely already have your eyes on her as a candidate for a Specialist position. If she decides that is what she wants to do then I have no doubt she will become one of the finest agents you will ever employ, however I do not want you to force that on her or her sister, I very highly doubt her brother will have any interest in a combat based career in the future. Am I clear general?"

Ironwood nodded. "Very, though I never had any intentions of forcing her or young Weiss to do anything. I may encourage such things but I would never force them. Also I agree, I see great things coming from those two. But sense you are leaving, where will you go?"

Sosuke laughed. "A very honest question, you clearly aren't trying to get information out of me deceptively. I respect that." Aizen nodded. "I believe I will head to Vale, I've heard the landscape and weather is absolutely beautiful this time of year."

"That it is, I will of course be informing my... colleagues that you will be heading there." Ironwood told him.

"I would expect nothing else. That why I'm telling you in fact, I'd rather not have your agents out scouring Remnant for me." Aizen stood and held out his hand to the man. "It's been a pleasure James."

James to the hand tightly and returned the smile. "Indeed it has. Good luck Sosuke."

"Thank, I'm going to tell the children now so I'll need it." With that he walked out the door.

That seems as good a place as any to call this a chapter. Let me know what you all think and leave a review, also don't forget to leave a vote. LATER.