Hey this is Moonlight! I haven't updated this fic in a long time but life got in the way. I didn't abandon it or anything like that. Uhh I'm kinda in a rush right now so I hope you guys like this chapter!

Disclaimer: I'm not even creative enough to make something clever for this disclaimer so I dont' think I could make something like Bleach up. Don't own Bleach and never will.

The pounding of the Baboon master's feet echoing across the empty streets, he carried her mistress farther and farther from the battle grounds. Though the distance was far she could hear the piercing scream of each blade as they collided in a shower of sparks. In her mind's eye she could see the Princess's blood red lips twisted into a sadistic grin, her pale features glowing in the midst of battle. The corner of her mouth turned downwards as she thought of the darkness that waited in this world. Will it have lost patience and pounce?

She raised her eyes to the sky as a person appeared in front of her mistress. Blind justice is no better than injustice. She turned her eyes back to the lake, staring at the reflection of the moon. A snowflake dropped into the water disturbing its tranquil state. Instead of melting, the frail snowflake froze and hardened. A puzzled look on her face she reached for and drew back when it disappeared. Bringing a hand down to the water she let the cool liquid pass through her fingers before placing it back on her lap.

Glancing upwards she sees a mirror. Her figure, broken and bloodied, is reflected back at her. She watched as she slowly died in the surface of the mirror, blood red striking against her pale skin. Closing her eyes she carefully looked at the mirror and saw a million illusions. It was a zanpakuto. That much she could see, and a fight between a Baboon King and a Mirror of Illusions was soon to come. Blow after blow she could see how it was going to end. Blow after blow her mistress watched with growing fear. As pools of blood stained the ground she could only watch.

Approaching fast, panic and urgency chasing his heels, the orange haired boy was preparing for another fight. For a split second a slight smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. He had survived. Relief brushed against her arms but a cold fear soon replaced it. Her mistress was not stupid nor a fool. She knew that the two people that meant the most to her would be fighting what seems like a hopeless battle. His black coat fluttered in the air above her and she lifted her eyes to look into his face.

"Things have been set into motion."

"The true fight begins," she whispered upon hearing his words. "The outcome is something no one can predict."

Together a black garbed man and a Baboon King rush at the Mirror of illusions and she did not need to look to know the outcome. A scream of pain and the sound of blood hitting the ground sliced through the air. A freezing fear gripped her and she cringed in pain. Her mistress, slowly dragged away by the man thought to be dead, looked at the boy struggling to stand. Around her the wind had died down, the lake frozen, and the clouds covered by dark clouds. The ground hummed as if it was alive.

The story unfolded a words spilled from the man's mouth. Disbelief and shock followed his words. Each syllable spoken, another presence approached. It was one of a giant. As the man prepared to fight her mistress was handed to a different sort of torture. Her mistress in the clutch of that man, she felt the very air grow thick. Her breathing all but stopped and she struggled to stay sitting. Her hands twisted the cloth of her robe until she was sure it would destroy the fabric. Mere seconds seemed like an eternity. A paralyzing fear joined the others that had already been burdening her world. With a gasp she collapsed to the ground.

As soon as she was taken from the watching eyes of the silver fox sweet air filled her lungs. She saw a million things happen at that moment. She saw the man, her mistress in hand, open a tube, she saw the panicked look on the boy's face, she saw a dark night, a blood red zanpakuto, a little girl, and an object in a man's palm. As that man's arm reached deep into her mistress soul she watched the surface of the lake. It reached to the bottom and took a single object. She recognized the shape, the barrier around it. That night she remembers that night. As the object was removed a stabbing pain in her chest caused her to fall to the ground.

"Kill her."

The words echoed in her ears. The cruel eyes of the fox watched her and its grin grew slightly wider. Propping herself up on an elbow, she saw a flash of pink. The smell of cherry blossoms filled the air and she looked at the Princess. Her master had taken the hit meant for her mistress. Her red lips pressed into a grim line, she stood next to him. The edges of her being slowly scattering into a million petals, preparing for a fight.

"Sode no Shirayuki."

"Senbonzakura, I am grateful…"

"Those words are not needed. We simply did what had to be done."

The fox looked at them with disappointment. Her mistress screamed her brother's name, concern filling her world. The Mirror of Illusions watched the scene, ready to make the final blow. Her mistress was useless, not a thread, yet he wanted her dead. She turned the situation over in her mind. Next to her the Princess stood loyally by her master, looking at the sky above, She could sense a dozen more zanpakutos approaching. It did not matter for she could see that things wouldn't end as planned today.

When the Mirror of Illusions, the Fox, and Blind Justice escaped the clutches of the shinigami, she was not surprised. Today things have been set into motion. Today is only the start. Unconsciously she let her fingertips graze the surface of the water. Each ripple bought out the pain of something missing. That object he had taken, it was meant to be in the depths of this lake. She bought a hand to her chest, feeling her beating heart. Everything was as it was before, yet it still felt wrong.

"My master has something to say to your mistress today."

"What could it possible be…"

"Do not judge him before you have heard his words."

"For saving my mistress, I shall do as you have asked."

She watched as the Princess floated back to her master's side. Today things were set into motion, things that did not spell a bright future. But perhaps some light could be shed on the darkness of the past as well.

Okay, hope you liked that. First time writing in a long time so if it sucks really bad tell me.
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Moonlight
-It blooms into a sweet flower but bears a poisonous fruit-