Hey everyone, this is my first story for bleach and also my first story for fanfiction. So it will not be perfect.

Sorry if I made any mistakes in this chapter.

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I don't own Bleach, Tite Kubo does, I only own the OCs, plotline and Ideas(some have been inspired though)

Word count: 4616 in 8 pages.

Warning some course language, some sexual reference, and there is violence. Also there are some OCs but they only help the story work and the characters might be oocish but this an AU story.

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So here is chapter 10 sorry it's late again. Oh yeah this is a special chapter as I am offically 16 years old today.

Chapter 10: Ichigo's other side

Ichigo's POV

I watched as the shades surrounded us, darkening the scenery, making the bleak night even bleaker. I could feel Rukia behind me, panting in fear. That's what shades are, fear. They surround and cloud your mind, corrupting it. They feed on that fear. They could go from being ghostly with no physical to corporal in seconds. One solidified and attacked forming a sword out of the darkness. We didn't have to beat them, we just had to survive till daybreak. I parried each of the thing's heavy blows. It forced me back and struck. I dodged, straight into another attack. It lacerated my chest, I fell back a step, grimacing in pain. I knew I was in trouble. One came from behind me and I rushed to put my sword up to block. I jarred my wrist in the process. I quickly forgot the miniscule pain when I counted, twirling my sword. I forced him to have his sword point down. I used the opening, faster than he could track and slit his throat open with a flick of my wrist.

I glanced around and saw that the things had left Rukia alone, they were concentrating on me. Good. I tried counting them but I lost track, there were lots. They outnumbered me horribly and that's all I needed to know. They assaulted me, I blocked, I parried and I counted. I cut one down to have another three take its place. I was evading attacks constantly and gaining more gashes with each dodge.

A figure assailed me, it and I locked blades. I tried to move away but it grabbed me pinning me in place. I struggled against but it leered at me. At least I think it was a leer. Another of the shades moved forward readying a dagger to attack me. I struggled harder but to no avail. The one that held me moved behind me to kick the back of the knees causing me to kneel. The other raised the dagger above its head preparing to strike. The attack never came. With two flashes of white they were dust.

"Looks like I'm not the one that needs saving now." Rukia teased playfully despite the current situation. I weaved around her and struck down the shade behind her. She looked at me with wide eyes. She'd missed that one. "Come off it Midget. You always need saving." I said taunting her back while smirking. She went to punch me, but I spun around and grabbed her wrist, pulling her away from the shades. I could feel the wounds start healing, but they were taking their time. I observed our situation, it seemed there were even more of them. I didn't know how much longer I could hold out.

"Let me out and I'll kill them all." The voice growled, bloodlust thick in his tone. I groaned and clutched my head, he was pushing up, but I wasn't being beaten that easily. More shades moved at me, I looked up bleary eyed. One was swinging his sword toward me, but stopped dead its tracks, when an ice dagger thudded deep into its chest from above.

I looked up and saw Hitsugaya on his dragon. He was sending attacks of ice down upon the bodiless beings. The ash and dust began the pick up when, Rangiku, Grimmjow and Nel charged onto the field. I smirked again. It was about damn time.

My elation was short lived when I joined swords, against a huge shade. He attacked and I could barely hold my ground. My wounds had stopped healing, probably thanks to my friend up stairs, and that combined with the strength of his blows, I was pushed back as if I was a ragdoll. The wounds were starting to hinder me, it felt as if the pain had become more intense. I clenched my teeth, trying to deal with the pain.

"King, I will take control tonight. So why not just let me, less pain for you later." It cackled manically as it spoke. I felt the pain of my wounds increase and I faltered leaving myself open. The large shade, disappeared and reappeared behind slashing, the shadow blade bit into my flesh. I howled in pain. He'd cut deep hitting the spin, and nicked it slightly. Pain raced through me as if I had a thousand daggers stab into me. I fell to the floor to my darker half's insane laughter. "See King, I told you. Now it's my turn."

I laid there fighting feebly to keep control, breathing hard but as I looked up at my opponent preparing the final blow. I could see the dark edges in my eyesight. He clawed passed all my defensives and took control. I fell into darkness, vaguely aware of someone shouting my name, telling me to get up. But I didn't, I couldn't. The emptiness of unconsciousness took me, and I was afraid of what I'd see when I woke up.

End of Ichigo's POV

Rukia's POV

I watched the scene a safe distance away from the fighting as Ichigo took on a huge outline. The figure kept phasing. I saw Ichigo falter multiple times. The wounds were obstructing his fighting ability greatly. I watched worriedly as he was continually forced back and as his aura went chaotic. It kept flashing between his two sides. It wouldn't stop and it scared me. I watched him hesitate a final time, the shadow thing vanished and rematerialized behind him. I heard Ichigo cry out in pain as the sword met his skin, he fell to the ground. The vice of his aura becoming more dominant, overtaking his normal side.

"ICHIGO! GET UP!" I screamed, my panic rising with each word. The being swung down as I ran toward them. I stopped in my tracks when Ichigo's aura-thingy became overpoweringly threatening, exploding with malice and malcontent. My eyes widened as the sword had stopped. Ichigo had caught it. He pulled the blade back, bringing the thing with him with sudden and remarkable strength. He decapitated it in a swift swing blood spurting out. I gasped when I saw his eyes. The irises were yellow and his sclera black just like the time we first met Grimmjow and Nel. But unlike last time his lips were upturned into a manic grin and there was cruel and insane bloodlust in his eyes. Oh God the bloodlust. Ichigo spoke, his voice distorted. "Ha! After so long, I finally have control." It was Ichigo's voice, yet it wasn't. "I think I'll start with the shades." It was Ichigo's face but not his personality. I watched him...it move rapidly, cutting down all our assailants one by one. I was scared, really, really, terrified. He moved fast, no one could keep track of him. If somehow one of the beings managed to block him, it wouldn't matter. For in the next second he would appear behind them and thrust the black daito through them. Before it was us, who stood barely chance, now it was them. They were being slaughtered. They tried to escape but it didn't let them. My eyes tracked his movements where they could.

I watched as six shades surrounded it. From where I stood it looked as if the grin on his face got wider, becoming more insane. It swung its blade, the shade he was aiming raised its sword preparing for the strike. It didn't matter the moment the swords clashed, it stabbed the daito forward in the unguarded chest. He ripped the sword out and rushed around cutting low, the shade phased. When it solidified again, it no longer had a head. Ichigo or the thing using Ichigo vanished and appeared behind cutting through the shadow blades and slit their throats. It cut through the blades as if they were nothing but feathers. He thrust his blade upwards through the throat of the fourth shade, going straight through the head. With a flick of his blade he split the head in two. One of the shades tried to run but didn't phase into its name sake. Giving Ichigo the chance to throw his daito at the shade. It thudded into its chest, the shade turning to ash around the sword. The sixth shade saw the opening and attacked. He ducked and dodged around the shadow's sword swings, grinning wildly in excitement. It ducked and then rapidly stood again and grabbed the neck of the shade. He twisted the neck snapping it as if he was snapping a toothpick. He reclaimed his sword lashing out at thin air, sending a wave of dark energy at the many shades around him. Wiping out any the energy hit instantly. When the energy lashed out, the air became oppressive, condensed so it was thick with violence and destruction.

After that, it appeared to cut down one then vanish. By the time that body crumpled into ash and flitted down to the ground it would have killed another two. Periodically it would let off more of the black waves of energy as well as ball of huge power condensed even more so. The balls colour ranged from black to red to blue, flickering between the colours. The balls were let off little, as were the energy waves. I think it found they were less fun than using the sword. By the time it was done with annihilating the shadows, the ground was covered in their ash. It looked up at my group. "Ah now it's your turn." It spoke cackling at my horrified face. I glanced at the others and saw them move to get front of me, their faces set in determination. But they were too slow. The thing using Ichigo seized me and flashed further away from the others. They yelled out, now fearful of what it might do.

"No, Ichigo come on man, ya gotta fight it." Grimmjow yelled. He was afraid. I never thought I'd see the day. How ironic it is that I see it before I die. But what he said gave me a glimmer of hope. It meant Ichigo was still in there somewhere.

"Ichigo? Fight, please don't give up." I cried lowly so only it could hear, so only Ichigo could hear.

"Shut up. Ichigo isn't here right now." It hissed lowly while throwing me to the ground. I hissed as I landed on the rough ground, grazing my exposed skin. It raised Ichigo's sword preparing to strike. I heard the others yell out for him to stop. I closed my eyes waiting for death to come. It never did.

End of Rukia's POV

Ichigo's POV.

I was in darkness and I could hear a madman cackling. Worst part about it, the madman is a part of me. I lay there, not moving. I didn't want to open my eyes, I'd rather not see what he was doing this time. I hate this never being able to do anything to protect others from myself.

I heard him speak to someone else. "Ah now it's your turn." I didn't know who he was talking about but I hoped they got away, before he...I murdered them.

Grimmjow yelled, slightly away from a small distance. "No, Ichigo come on man ya gotta fight it." Problem was I couldn't, his grip was to constricting for me to move, so I stayed. Hopefully the others, my friends would realise the danger and run.

It was then I heard Rukia's low cry for help. "Ichigo? Fight, please don't give up." She was close to me, and that meant him. No! I felt strength resurge inside of me as I opened my eyes from the darkness to look upon my inner world and the scene playing on outside. I heard a voice. "Ichigo use the strength you have been given." I turned around to see a man in a long dark coat, like mine except his had a white collar and he wore dark glasses. "What do you mean? And who are you?" I spoke harshly, I was surprised and annoyed. I didn't need another person in my mind, it was already crowded with two.

"I am one who is here to help you. My name is Zangetsu. But we will talk later at the moment you must regain control." He said it solemnly. I nodded and began pushing for control, fighting hard. I dragged him down, fighting all the way. I was not letting the demon bastard have control. I was not letting him hurt my friends or family. But he wasn't giving up. I faltered and he gained. I felt myself fall again, I felt vertigo as I fell, but then new strength flooded through me. And it wasn't mine, it was... like the one I'd felt in the daito when I first held it. I turned to look at Zangetsu, it was him. So that's what Alithra and her friend did. I used the force and regained control.

"King, I suggest you watch yourself." The demon yelled out at me. I knew what it meant and I knew tonight was going to be even worse for me to sleep.

End of Ichigo's POV

Rukia's POV

I looked up to see that the sword had stayed and he seemed to freeze. It went rigid for a moment and then began moving. It began throwing himself around fighting an imaginable enemy the aura going hectic. It was shrieking in pain. It continued for a few moments and stopped, it stood there gasping for air. When it regained its breath, it advanced once more. It was nearly upon me when it went rigid and clutched its head. Everything stopped. I felt it go and I felt Ichigo return. He stood there and looked at me, his scowl returning and his energy going back to normal. He stayed in the same spot, before his eyes rolled back into his head and he collapsed.

"ICHIGO!" I shouted, I was concerned but then I was angry at the same time. He and his friends had lied to me about what they were. So I wasn't sure what to feel. I heard the others run toward us and saw them lift Ichigo gently. Carefully, so not to aggravate his wounds.

"Why isn't he healing?" Rangiku cried out panicked.

"I don't know, we'll have to tend to what we can ." Nel answered as she went deep into concentration.

Hitsugaya's dragon lowered and he jumped off the dragons back, he glanced at me and I glared. He looked away quickly unable to meet my gaze, he walked to the others. They mumbled and muttered to one another. Grimmjow walked over to me and flung me over his shoulder. I banged his back angrily but he didn't let go. I kept trying but I gave up after of a few minutes of failed attempts. We made our way back to camp slowly. I was angry that they'd lied to me, at the treatment I'd just received, and I wanted to get away from them. I watched as they laid Ichigo down. He was trying to toss and turn but the others restrained him, holding him down. I could see they were worried, and I felt my anger toward them ebb. I was concerned he was hurt and what had Rangiku said about his wounds not healing?

"Nel, what's happening? Who or what are you?" I said my voice falsely confident.

"It's Ichigo. Generally by now any injuries he has received would have at least begun to heal if not done so completely. But something is wrong, it's taking too long and he seems to be having worse nightmares." Nel answered offhandedly, still very deep in thought.

"And what about what you are?" I asked exasperated.

"We'll talk about that later. After Ichigo is better." Rangiku answered forcefully. "Nel maybe I should try some healing spell on his wounds."

"Rangiku NO. Remember what happened last time?" Toshiro answered hurriedly. Happened last time, what happened last time? More things I have no idea about. Gah! It's so frustrating. "You nearly died. Healing his wounds sucked you dry and Ichigo told you never to try it again." Toshiro continued keeping his voice controlled not showing the true worry that lay beneath.

"But..." Rangiku started.

"No Buts Rangiku. Kurosaki wouldn't want you to do it." Grimmjow replied. I could tell they were all worried and unsure of what to do.

I left the conversation there and sat on a long log beside the fire, trying to warm myself. Contemplating what they all were. Toshiro seemed to be a dragon rider, Rangiku some kind of elemental or witch, maybe a combination of both. Nel and Grimmjow seemed to be some kind of shape shifters maybe weres. And Ichigo he seemed to have some dark spirit taking over him. But I couldn't be sure, I'd have to wait for that answer.

End of Rukia's POV

Ichigo's POV.

I opened my eyes to my inner world, to strange sideway buildings with a blue sky with white clouds floating past. A place that was supposed to be my sanctuary, but was my hell instead. I hated it, I hated coming here. I felt someone pass behind me, I turned round praying it was the new comer Zangetsu, but it wasn't. My eyes fell onto my albino doppelganger, and I took a step back when he began chuckling.

"King. Seems you're in a bit of bind. You should have let me have my fun. Now you're in trouble, and you aren't going to get any help this time. I made sure of that." He said scathingly. I glared I knew what was coming next. The torture, the memories I'd locked away. Rushing over me like a raging river. I hated this place and I hated him. Both a part of me yet I'd do anything to get rid of them.

I felt his cold hand clutch my arm, and before I could react I felt the surge of memories. I looked up at the usual blue sky which had turned black, a storm starting as my memories began whirling around and whipping past. As the clouds morphed into more memories and joined the storm making it more violent. I felt wind whip aggressively at me making me stumble.

"Which one shall I show you first." He said joyously. He was demon through and through. What they did to others was nothing compared what they did to their human hosts. But I wasn't simply a host, we were one. I was him, and he was me. So I had the power to defy him and that made the tortures worst.

I felt pain as the first memory started.

Flashback.

I ran through the village following the devious girl. She had dark black hair with bright mandarin eyes. Her name was Senna and she was my best friend.

"Ichigo hurry up we'll be late. It's nearly dark." She yelled. I quickened my pace to catch up to her and took over and ran in front. We were laughing joyously as we ran through the small village. We came to simply house with a thatched roof. I was about to enter the homely house when I was pulled back roughly by a middle aged man.

"What ya doin ere boy. We don need cursed ones like ya ere." He growled lowly. He glared furiously as he chucked me to the floor making me hurt my shoulder nearly dislocating it. It hurt but I had felt worse. The man drew a dagger intent on murdering me here and now even though I was a child.

"No leave him alone mister, he isn't one of them." Senna shouted as she ran up grabbing his arm. He flung her to right and she whimpered as she hit the ground. I felt rage boil up inside me. "Ichigo, I can help, just stop fighting me." He spoke lowly keeping his voice as sane as possible. I let go of the restraints holding him back, letting him go. I knew the things he'd do were horrible, but this man deserved everything he gave him. I was surprised when I was awake. Seeing everything he did as if I was doing it.

He started cackling crazily, and attacked the man. He dodged the man's thrust and ripped the dagger out of his hand. He lacerated the man's front with a few rapid slashes. I saw it all as if I had done it myself. But he didn't stop there, the man was still alive. Still breathing. With the dagger he tore off the fingernails and then cut off the fingers. The man shrieked in pain, drawing the entire village. I knew then, I'd made a horrible mistake. He was going to butcher the entire village.

I tried to fight him, but he pushed me back and locked me in place. "Ha. Did you really think I was going to stop? Have fun watching kiddo." He cackled at my foolishness. I watched through my own eyes as if I was doing it all. As he murdered and tortured each person. I watched as I saw him kill the lady who always gave treats to the other children. The baker, the butcher, their families and more so many more. I saw him murder the boys I always had fights with. These people no matter how they were to me did not deserve this, they deserved so much better. I tried to close my eyes but couldn't. He slit throats, arteries and flesh, but he made sure their ends were long and painful. He'd massacred the entire village, until there was only a single person left. It was Senna. He did it on purpose. He did so he could make her end agonisingly painful going on for as long as possible. He did it to break me and have overall control. He was going to kill her and it was all my fault. He reached out grab her but was stopped. I felt a tender but strong grip on my arm. I felt strength surge within me. The demon turned my body to see who it was. It was Alithra, she nodded and smiled gently. I used the given strength, I knew I could take as much as I needed. She would give it to me, even if it meant her own death. I pushed and broke the bonds retaking control. I could feel Alithra beside me all the way, I didn't know how. But it felt like she was there, helping me when I should fall. I got through the reaches of control, but I found it difficult to push him back down. So Alithra did most of it for me. She knew I still had a lot more to learn and that it was not best to push me too hard too soon.

I looked up and around at the scene, and I fell to my knees. The ground was soaked in blood, sightless eyes looking up at the moonless night sky. I could see small finger and fingernail piles scattered throughout the area. Mutilated bodies of men, women and children, I looked down I couldn't take it anymore. I hated him, I hated myself for what was done. I was him and he was me. I looked at my hands, I'd seen blood on them before because of him. But this time I knew exactly how it happened. I sobbed and I felt arms wrap around. It was Alithra. How could she do this? How could she not hate me?

"Alithra, I let go of control I let him do this." I was sobbing uncontrollably. The images of all those people, people I knew.

"Ichigo, it's ok. You are young, you still have much to learn. I'll help you, I promise." She said tenderly and calmly. She was rubbing my back and ran her hands gently through my hair, like a mother would do to their distraught son.

When I stopped sobbing I looked up and saw Senna staring at us. I got up and walked to her. She backed away screaming. "Leave me alone, y...you...you... I...I HATE YOU." She took off running, tears falling rapidly. I felt the sting of her words deeply. She was my best friend and now she wanted nothing to do with me. She hated me.

End of Flashback

I remembered that night. It was the first time and only time, I willingly let go. I hated that mistake. I remember Senna, she was a good friend and I hadn't seen her since. I didn't even know if she was still alive. I still remember everything he...I did that night, as I did the countless others. He smirked evilly over me.

I felt hot pain race through, every scar that I had burned as if I'd just gotten it again, I relived the injury through pain and memory. All flashing before me. The worst pain was where my mark was. It made me relieve when he forced his way into me becoming a part of me, the pain was excruciating beyond any human torture.

The reprieve came and I gasped. But then the next memory came, hitting as if I ran into a wall.

End of Ichigo's POV

Urahara Shoten, Karakura. That night

Urahara, Yoruichi and Alithra met again, under cover of darkness at Urahara Shoten. Not really, they'd spent the whole day chatting away about past memories, at one another's expense. They had laughed and joked but now was the time for the serious stuff.

"I believe we should spilt up and then met at the valley." Urahara suggested his voice had no mirth in it.

"Alright, I'm guessing I'm gathering the marked ones, but what are you two doing." Alithra asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Urahara and I are going to the 2nd family, my family." Yoruichi answered solemnly.

"Do you think you'll make it to the valley before Rukia and Ichigo leave?" Alithra asked, she wasn't sure whether she could tell the whole truth to them without Urahara and her feline friend. It was the day she had been dreading. She knew Ichigo would hate her for withholding the truth all this time.

"Alithra, we're marked ones too. The second family is the closet to the valley and I do have a horse from the forest. While Yoruichi is faster than you, she just lacks some stamina on you." Urahara answered. Alithra knew full well Yoruichi was faster, and despite what Urahara said about her having less stamina than herself. Alithra knew she had more than enough to make this journey and not be exhausted. She'd be able to do it. While Urahara would be riding, Alithra and Yoruichi would be running, their horses were at the valley, they had no choice.

"Alithra, are you sure you'll be able to make it before they get there?' Yoruichi asked, she was concerned it was going to be difficult. She'd have to run continually, and she had young ones with her.

"Yes, I'm bringing another wolf with me. So after I tell the young ones about what they are, I'll take off ahead. The other wolf will guide them." Alithra answered cheerfully. Glad she had actually thought up a reasonable idea. Urahara nodded in agreement.

They each packed for their journey. When they were done, they went to the stables of Urahara Shoten. There they looked at one another and bid farewell. Urahara and Yoruichi went toward the Eastern gate together. While Alithra headed to Karakura Inn. She would meet her wolf friend there and the newer marked ones.

So here's chapter 10, up especially because it's my birthday, so now I'm sixteen.

Next Chapter: Explanations, Explanations, and arguements. Fun.

Note: So far I've written up, 12 chapters and planned 17 (but there will be more)

So please review and read the next chapter. Especially since it's my birthday.