Anarchy and chaos had broken out as if the Doors of Hell itself had fallen apart. The Wandenreich had unexpectedly won, in a battle that the Shinigami captains, despite having fought so valiantly in, could not have possibly succeeded.

Even as their headstrong Captain-Commander Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto joined in, they failed - his and their bankais stolen, their precious 'pivot' cut down, though honourably and admirably stood his ground. He died on his feet, fought to the last of his strength until he was completely obliterated by his Quincy rival.

With his death, the fate of Seireitei was sealed, the last remains of hope in the hearts of his subordinates extinguished alongside the fire and fall of their leader: even this, the memory of his might, the final moments of the monster that could've saved them all, was likewise being threatened to be overpowered by the unexpected onslaught.

Captains had fallen, their unconscious, some mangled, bodies strewn across the courtyards of Soul Society's precious seat of power. Likewise the members of the divisions cut down and trampled, as the Wandenreich, the Quincies they believed to have been exterminated a thousand years ago, swarmed into the once fortified realm of Seireitei, past barriers once believed to be impenetrable.

Soldat were finishing off survivors, continuing to leave further devastation in their wake, Yhwach, their 'king' and progenitor, their Emperor, the one who rose from a long time loss of his own powers, watched with his chosen prince as the Shinigamis' own world fell asunder.

"We're leaving," said he, pleased at how they had begun to render Seireitei to mere rubble. "With the main forces of the Gotei 13 decimated the 0 Division is going to come out. We retreat and wait for them."

His obedient prince was first to go, through to the hidden confines of their Invisible Empire where his attendants awaited his return in the throne room. Yhwach was about to go next, dogged by Haschwalth, his most trusted, who had already given the order to return to the rest of their subordinates.

But even before a step could be taken further, an explosion in the air above them cuts the purpose short, and catches both the powerful Quincies in mid-stride for a moment.

"What's that?" the Emperor turned about, as over the plains of ruin, where the Soldat had swarmed like ants, something fell to ground, a crater forming as unbelievable force battered the point of impact, scattering the soldiers in a full circle around it.

Was this some concocted final effort from the fallen Seireitei?

"Your majesty."

"Wait Haschwalth," spoke the Emperor, sensing something unique and strange in the midst of the still engulfing dust and detritus where the object or otherwise had fallen. Definitely not from Seireitei.

Slowly, ever slowly, the bits settled, and to the surprise of those present revealed none other but the form of a youth.

"Aizen-sama-chan," he was sobbing. "Gin-sama-chan…"

His robes of amazing scarlet such as none these white-clad soldiers have ever seen were torn in places, but he had no wounds were there were marks of weapons, just mere scratches and some bruises that struck a certain degree of plight now over. His brown eyes seemed lost and out of place, but a beauty with such indefinite strength as even Yhwach can feel the shocking power emanating from his very being.

The stranger was looking about for someone, calling a name none recognized, only to bury his pitiful yet gorgeous face in his dirtied hands. He had never stood up, but he was perhaps a prince of tall stature, orange hair the colour of a late afternoon. Although clearly enough there was something odd about his personality. For his mentality seemed to be all wrong.

"What's this?" the Emperor narrowed his eyes, as if in scrutiny found a roughness that could be polished into a gemstone…

One of the higher-ranked Soldat determined that the situation was not as serious as it had been deemed earlier, confidently gesturing for his subordinates to go and investigate just who had fallen in their centre. He was most definitely not a shinigami for the evident lack of the official black. Then he must be some civilian, or a soul from the surrounding Rungokai just caught here, although the emanating power was difficult to explain. It was just unlike any other. It seemed almost similar to reiatsu, but was heightened to a certain scale no one could define exactly what it was.

Of course these were all mistaken suppositions...needless to say these mistakes would end in certain demise. As Yhwach watched, one of the three soldiers who had approached extend his hand to seize the orange-haired stranger, another being extended a gesture of his own, stopping the Quincy with a hand through his chest whilst muttering "Idiot" as he delivered the fatal blow!

To everyone's shock, and the Emperor's evident curiosity, the inverted white of a being literally pulled the Quincy's beating heart out, squeezing it whilst it was still giving forth the last of its life blood, the red liquid pooling below as the body fell to the ground before him.

Then with such speed, he dealt the same fate to the other stunned soldiers who did not even see his attack coming until they were dead, the bodies thrown over and away as the creature went on an angry tirade, cursing and uttering vulgarities against another name none recognized.

"Why the mot-" another Quincy would have attacked, if not for Haschwalth's sudden hand stopping him and the others from moving.

He saw the interest by which their Emperor watched the other two, perhaps entirely intrigued if not enthralled at such wanton destruction…

Hichigo shook the blood off his fingertips, looking around and noticing they'd arrived in a place he was unfamiliar of, though the people that surrounded them appeared to be as humans appeared in his King's old world. But then there was no way for him to be certain. They could be in one of a trillion dimensions in the Universe by now who had the same citizens, after all, the Universe tended to be repetitive in a sense.

Though there was something about these beings he just couldn't get his head over. As if they had encountered them before.

"A hollow?" Haschwalth had thought out loud, looking at the colour that marked Hichigo's original form before he ascended.

"He's different," he heard their royal predecessor respond, a smile on his voice somehow as he seemed to have defined what that one was.

The humming power that throbbed uncontrollably around the orange-haired stranger intrigued him as it was nothing alike to what he has seen before. So did the suspicious flood of strength the other with him possessed and flaunted, eyeing the surroundings with unhampered apathy. Then…

"Haschwalth…"

It was an unfinished order but the other understood. It was a silent command for the rest of them to observe for now, and wait. A sign not to move until they could decide what these beings before them were. Like wolves, they created a perimeter around their newest guests, seeing as the orange-haired one was no longer alone from where he was sobbing like a child in the middle of the crater his fall had created.

"Try lay a dirty hand on my King," the god-hollow spat, his scowl deepening.

"That was uncalled for," Shirosaki interjected, combing a lazy hand through his white hair.

"Uncalled for? Despicable fucker was attacking!"

There was a pause before Hichigo's eyes rounded, realising that his twin was now standing before him, unchained and awake. Shirosaki shook his head, crossing his arms. "You're a damned brat."

"Wait. Shiro...your binds…"

At that, the other god-hollow blinked slowly, only then recognising that he was as free as his Hichigo was free. He looked down at his hands, and around them. Unfamiliar faces, apprehensive glares...a surrounding trap that would spring with the slightest motion though he seemed unfazed by it in the same way.

Hichigo was following his stare as they likewise kept their eyes out for their King, making absolutely certain that he was safe. "Can you feel it? Has your strength returned?" asked Hichigo.

"Where are we? What happened?" Shirosaki could feel the tension mounting. He also felt for his neck, fingers touching the collar that was still there, two links of the chain existing, tugging to test its strength and hold.

"The collar's still stuck. Yours?"

"Same," answered Hichigo, parting his robes to show the other.

As he and the strawberry were plummeting through the dimensions, he had already surmised that at least part of his constriction remained despite being released. The collar was evident enough.

"This is unusual. I thought Aizen-sama didn't have the intention of releasing us?"

Hichigo wanted to say Ichigo's will was the one that caused this, however, as he sneaked a glance at his twin, he realised it wasn't that at all.

Let me say this but once to you…I'll give you a bit of liberty today…

Aizen had said that hadn't he? So then was it that which gave them this unexpected freedom?

"I'm here. You're here," the Omega wondered. "Where're…"

"We're all here," Zangetsu suddenly joined them, his presence a booming force immediately that caused some of the present invaders to step a foot or two back.

It was Yhwach's turn to narrow his eyes. The new being who suddenly emerged out of nowhere reminded him of himself, oddly enough, when he was at the prime of his life. The orange-haired one between the three was still sobbing.

"Old man! Haven't seen you well in a while you bastard," Hichigo greeted, to which the Alpha snapped.

"Watch your mouth Omega," as he gestured towards their King.

Tensa was with him, and so were Mugetsu and his white counterpart Shirogetsu. The twins were consoling the strawberry now. "It's all right King. We're all here."

"Mugi-chan, I'm lost!" cried the youth, fumbling to wrap his arms around the power's waist.

"I can't get him to shush," said Hichigo. "We need to get the King home...and get that fucking Arcana wasted."

"An Arcana?"

The god-hollow told them the short end about what had happened on the plateau. "Gin-sama...Aizen-sama…" as the strawberry continued to call out, Shirogetsu on one knee and resting a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Hush now King."

Tensa moved to Zangetsu's side, doing as the rest of the other powers were doing, eyeing with suspicion as they continued to have this standoff with the white-clad men and women around them, some emanating with power that was more than the others.

There was even someone of immense strength somewhere in the middle of this circus, but he was hidden by the crowd. No matter.

The oldest power felt for the rest of the location, feeling so much ruin and destruction. There was war. The scent of blood and battle in the air, among others…

"I don't think we were released because the Lord had cut us some slack," the younger Alpha whispered to the other. "Can you feel that?"

Zangetsu inhaled slowly while the other Alpha and Omegas watched them both. "You're right," he sensed many fallen souls around them. Somebody from the crowd had signalled the others to create an enclosure and from the looks of it, they were aiming to capture. Indeed. The Quincy Emperor wanted to see further if these beings would be worth the coercion it may take for them to join their cause.

So the King was in danger, and as a result, the powers were released.

"This isn't the Citadel. The atmosphere isn't as potent," Zangetsu agreed.

Hichigo was suddenly enthralled by the sight of blood still on his hand, moving to lick a bit off just to see how it would taste, the natural hunger of a hollow in him rising.

"Fuck it isn't!" he said. "But then where are we?

"I wanna get my hands around that asshole Yylfordt's neck and snap it in two!"

He couldn't get over the fact that an Arcana threatened their King, and that there were other traitors even in the Holy Court. He was infuriated, his power leaking out, bursting into dark tendrils, scaring Ichigo.

Shirogetsu scowled at that, standing up but staying a hand on their King's head. Mugetsu was likewise eyeing him in the same comportment. Shirosaki just shook his head again, "You're impossible."

"Enough," Zangetsu scolded them all, knowing that the failed attempt on their King's life shouldn't be their primary concern for now. "We need to figure where we are. And we need to get Ichigo-sama home." Again, he eyed the people surrounding them. There was something about them he can't define but shook it off. "He doesn't belong here."

Mugetsu sighed. He could feel eyes on him, waiting, as if trying to find something they can take advantage of like a weakness that can be exploited. "But then the King doesn't have the capacity to open the Infinite Gate. He doesn't even have his own Golden Wing yet. Unless Gin-sama would then we're trapped here. Wherever here is…"

Tensa considered something, "If that whirlpool was a gateway, then the portal by which you came here might still be open somewhere. Perhaps we can use it."

Everyone waited for Zangetsu.

"Tensa…" was all he said.

The younger Alpha understood, acknowledging immediately.

"I'll be back," and turned to leave and search through the location, levitating effortlessly, a mass of dark, endless robes.

The Soldat present immediately reacted, "Where do you think you're go-"

The intention to stop him was in vain however as Hichigo, in one clean sweep of his swords, slashed, killing one in an instant by severing his head and cutting off the arm, hand and fingertips of the three other soldiers who sought to stop Tensa's progress.

"Na-ah…" the god-hollow licked his lips, grinning for the first time since falling to this forsaken dimension, a shower of blood staining his immaculate robes. "You can't be rude to an Alpha."

Tensa had already gone, covering a lot of ground with such unbelievable speed. The Soldat were left to doubt, witnessing these 'beings' and their display of abilities.

"Fools!" chastised their commander. "We're proud Wandenreich! Ack!"

His head came rolling down to the god-hollow's feet. The Emperor was not amused.

"Your majesty."

"Dispose of them," and changed his mind about taking these creatures in, walking away with reserved opinion, their time having done and needing to return to the shadows.

"Kill them," Haschwalth doubled, turning to follow after the two A's, disappearing into their hidden realm within Seireitei itself and leaving his charge confidently to the capable Soldat. Of course, this would be beneath his concern if it did not concern his Emperor. Although he had underestimated terribly...

The Soldat poised to carry out the order, the powers reading this instantly. It somehow annoyed Shirogetsu. "Really Hichigo," but it was more to his brother power than anything else. The god-hollow was a danger even to himself sometimes as he most certainly just followed what his instincts dictated.

Hichigo threw his head back, in a rather arrogant manner, "What?" licking his lips again as he questioned why the Alpha was stopping him. "Can't you feel it? Don't you feel the urge ringing in your bones? I can practically hear carnage screaming!"

The powers paused. Shirosaki had been silent, but he agreed with his twin, knowing his own nerves were singing with a need he's never felt before. This was the Omega in them talking. "He's right. Blood. I can smell it in the air," he spoke as the others fell to thinking.

Hichigo wasted no time. To the enemies' surprise, he again unsheathes from out of nowhere the two swords gifted to him during his ascension; the same he had been using all the while but kept vanishing until he recalled them.

He and the others had figured it by now, that the familiarity they had been feeling projected by the surrounding troop was as their King's. Zangetsu felt most connected to it than the others because he and Tensa were Quincy powers, and shared the same wave length as these men.

So then are they by any chance in the Human World? The oldest was still figuring. Or was this someplace else in the severed dimension? He couldn't have been more correct.

"We've landed right smack in the middle of a fucking battle field! Shouldn't we indulge? It's been awhile since we have done some real shit," the god-hollow poised.

"Hichi-chan…" Ichigo was still a mess, but his Alphas and Omegas would not allow anything to happen while they were left with his protection. Zangetsu pulled out his own dual swords, to Shirogetsu's disappointment, "Not you too Zangetsu."

"As much as I would like to disagree with Hichigo, I can't. Until we can sort things out and get our King home…" the oldest Alpha narrowed his eyes, taking stock of their enemies and coming into conclusion that the flank left of him would be the first to attack, and that they would seek to reach the only unarmed weakness they had in their company. "...we'll need to protect Ichigo-sama with our lives…"

The Omegas brought out their Armas, dual swords appearing out of thin air as all the powers braced themselves. Even Mugetsu pulled his swords out, thankful that he could likewise access his weaponry, creating an angle of protection around a baffled Ichigo looking up at him, the longer of his Armas extended to the back of the strawberry while the shorter one was to shield the front.

Everyone was ready. Hichigo could not be happier at the impending danger, his insides beaming like they would explode. With that the Soldat moved, jumping in to carry out their Emperor's will. White rain.

"Slaughter them!" a force to be reckoned with their mass and sheer might. But then these new monsters were the very same thing, only worse. They were gods about to run amok.

"Well then...Let's fucking enjoy this, shall we?"

And the god-hollow was the first to meet the fray head on…

Yuri: Did not proof-read. Waiting for someone to tell me I erred. hahaha