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History Maker Pt. 1: Hisana Pov

After my warning, we all gathered in the soul society to give the head captain an update. All captains and their lieutenants were welcomed, including hansuke and I's parents.

"The technique I used to communicate with my zanpakuto is called Kage no dansu (shadow dance)." I explained to everyone. "When I dream in soul form or do meditation, it allows me to become my Gesshoku in spirit form and walk around. In my dreamwalk, I saw Aizen testing his new power. And let me say, it's not what history says he's capable of. He's definitely got himself one major upgrade. He probably has new abilities!"

"What do we do?" Captain Ukitake asked the council.

"We attack, obviously." Kenpachi drawled. He looked at us as if we were all idiots.

"We do have the element of surprise." Added Captain Kyoraku.

"No, none of you are prepared to take on Aizen, the arrancars, and the emperor!" I said shaking my head. "We need to act normal as possible. If they know that we know that Aizen has more power, they'll attack us before we even get a chance to defend ourselves!"

"Hisana's right, Head Captain." Uncle Keisuke agreed. "Doing nothing is the best course of action until we can come up with a plan."

"We?" Captain Soifon commented that sounded like scoffing."Don't you mean, yourself."

"No, I mean my intelligent son and I." He replied as he hugged Hansuke by the side. Hasuke being the teenager he is, started to groan.

"You're seriously embarrassing me. Do you have to do that?" He muttered.

"Ashamed of being the son of a handsome merchant!"

I suppressed a giggle. Hansuke heard and glared at me that said 'I dare you to laugh again'.

I cleared my throat, remaining professional again. "Well, while you guys figure out a master plan. I'm just gonna go." I muttered. Turning around, I started to sneak out away. Heading for the door, when I felt someone grab the back of my uniform, stopping me in my tracks.

"And where do you think you're going?" Uncle Byakuya asked concerned that sounded an awful like skepticism. His raised eyebrow didn't help either.

I looked over my shoulder, gazing at the crowd of soul reapers. Then looked up at Uncle Byakuya. Hueco Mundo. "Back to the world of the living, I want to get something to eat." I lied, hoping no one can read my deception. "I'm dying for some...some katsudon (aka: the beautiful, delicious, and savory goodness of the pork cutlet bowl), and I know this place that makes the best katsudon!"

Dammit, Kentaro was right. I'm an otaku, but that bowl is freaking out of this world. After I rescue my zanpakuto, we shall celebrate by listening to the Yuri On Ice soundtrack while eating Katsudon. That sounded like a good plan. That is if I remembered to download it to my iphone because that anime won't appear until 2016.

"Is that all?" Uncle Byakuya gave me a stern look that told me to tell the truth or face his wrath. I, for one, did not want to face a thousand blades or a spend long afternoon cleaning the manor that was a size of a mini palace without powers. (Yes, I once had to do that when I was little. It was horrible.)

"Okay, fine, you caught me. I was going to go and rescue my zanpaktou in Hueco Mundo." I confessed. "But the eating the Katsudon wasn't a lie! I was gonna eat that afterwards as celebration."

"Hisana!" Suke growled.

"What!" I yelled back. "I can make it to Hueco Mundo and back undetected!" I folded my arms and frowned. "I've done it before." I muttered.

"That's when Halibel was ruler of Hueco Mundo, not freaking Aizen and now the emperor! The two most dangerous criminals masterminds of all time! " He emphasized.

"Who's Halibel?" Someone asked.

"Someone you all haven't met yet, but with how things are going. Who freaking knows who'd be ruler now." Suke replied irritated.

" I can't sit around and wait. My zanpakuto is in danger!" I replied.

"I know, and I'm sorry, Hisana, but the emperor is hunting you specifically. I don't know why, and I like it anymore than you do, but you are going to have to sit out on this one." He replied.

With the ways things are going, I hated to admit he was right. I crossed my arms and frowned. "I hate it when you're right." I muttered.

He smiles. "Trust me, I have a plan."

Suke "plan" in hiding me was school. The next morning, Uncle Keisuke took (more like made) me take an entrance exam at an elite high school. I would have gone to Karakura High, but it would disrupt the future because I go there 25 years from now. Plus, it would be awkward if I went to the high school with my dad. Suke also claimed that there was some suspicious "spirit" activity (which in my opinion was a load of crap), but if I was ever to rescue my zanpakuto I'd have to play his game.

The following morning, I changed into my new school uniform. It was the standard knee length skirt, white undershirt, a blazer that had the school emblem, and a bow because girls wear bows and guys were ties. This elite school colors were red, white, and green. With my hair brushed and down and wearing the uniform, I almost like Kagome from Inuyasha.

I sighed, grabbing my blue handbag that had all my new school books. I left the guest room that was my temporary living quarters and headed into the kitchen. Jinta and Ururu were sitting down as Tessai made breakfast.

Tessai wearing a pink apron turned around and smiled. "Goodmorning, Hisana."

"Good morning," I replied as I took a slice of toast off the plate that had on the counter.

"Off to school?" He asked.

"Yes," I drawled. "I don't see why I have too. I battled an espada, Tessai! Don't you think I can take care of myself?"

"You nearly died, and the last time you passed out."

I bit the inside of my lip. "Yeah, but the first time I was restoring history. History said a Kurosaki fought an espada, saved his friends, but lost. I had to lose in order to keep history moving. The second time, I- I was caught off guard."

Tessai remained quiet.

"Look, I know I may or not of pissed off the emperor, but if he truly seeks to destroy me and suke. I need to train, perfect my bankai. How can I do that without my zanpakuto! How can I protect myself out there?!" I stated. "Please, Tessai. I can't abandon my zanpakuto. Just open the portal in the underground training room, I'll be in and out of Aizen's palace in less than an hour. Two hours max."

"I'm sorry, Hisana, but Hansuke and Keisuke has ordered me not to help you." He placed a black sleek bento box with cherry blossoms printed on the top with a matching pouch laid on top of the box that had my chopsticks on the counter top. He then wrapped the bento and pouch in a silk handkerchief, handed it to me. "Hansuke made this for you before he left to the soul society. He said he'd be back when you get home from school. Have a good day."

I frowned, placing the wrapped lunch in my school bag. "Thanks Tessai." I grumbled as I started to head out to the front part of Urahara's shop.

"Your welcome, Hisana. I'll see you after school!" I heard him cry before I left.

The school bell rang, marking lunchtime. I swear, if I had to look at another math equation. I would have taken my pencil and stabbed myself in my eyeball. I absolutely hate-no loathe math. I was terrible at it, and asked myself how will math equations help me defeat an evil tyrant of the cosmos? Also, how the hell did I pass the entrance exam to enroll in this elite school. The entire campus was larger than Karakura High and offered more elective classes. For example, the school grounds had a large ranch for the equestrian/ polo club behind the school. On the left, a large building for the martial arts club that included an archery station, but it was only used in the mornings.

To top it all off, on the far right side of the school that was next to the auditorium was an ice skating rink for the figuring skating club. Before the emperor, before I ever became a soul reaper captain, I was once a normal human girl who dreamed of being a world champion figure skater. I can remember mother and father taking Kaien and me to the local rink during the winter. I fell in love with the sport instantly, and when I go to soul society to visit Uncle Byakuya. I'd have Kaien freeze the koi pond with his zanpakuto, so we'd skate on it. I will never forget the horrid/surprised look on my uncle's face.

I smiled faintly at the memory, then quickly wiped my face of tears and took a deep breath. I found a spot on underneath a tree, and began to eat my lunch. I opened the lid of my bento box and clapped my hands. "Itadakimasu! (I humbly receive)" I took out my metal chopsticks and looked down. A pink note was on top, folded in an origami flower- a cherry blossom. Unfolding it, a small silver bracelet with a star charm fell into my lunch. I picked it up and I read the note:

Good Afternoon Hisana-chan!

I hope school is going well! I picked all the classes you like, including your elective. I believe it is is your last class. I told Tessai that you'd be home late, so you can have more time on the ice.

I know these last few days have been rough, and it is not what we had planned. However, before we left I made a promise to your family that your safety becomes my first priority. You're my best friend Hisana, and if I had lost you in any way, I'd never forgive myself. I Love-

By the harsh scribble of that next sentence, it looked like he wanted to say more, but just ended the note with:

Anyways, hope you like your bento! Yours truly made it, so eat all of it!. I'll see you at dinner.

Suke

P. S: I'm doing all I can to rescue your zanpakuto, but in the meantime use the Quincy bracelet as a substitute if a hollow shows up.

I stared at the crossout half sentence for the longest time. It looked liked it was going to say, "I love you". I shift my gaze all around the field, hoping no one saw my flushed cheeks. Putting my note aside, I finally looked down at my bento and nearly cried in delight. "Katsudon!" I breathed as I picked up a sliced, fried pork slice and shoved it in my mouth. I chewed, savoring the flavors of breadcrumbs, pork, and egg that was drizzled all over the food.

Suke may be bribing me with my favorite food and hobby, hoping that I wouldn't be upset at him for benching me on the sidelines. I still am, but Suke was keeping something from me. Then again, I am too. A small part of me wondered if I should have told him about my dream of Ayahiko and of the talk we had. Would he have allowed me to go in Hueco Mundo, or would my situation be worse? Whatever the case, I couldn't be mad at him forever. Even on the most cloudiest of days, Suke always knew how to make me smile.

After my history class, it was time for my elective. I went to the girls lockers room to get changed into my track suit, long black pants, and some skates. All courtesy of the figure skating club, but if I had known I was going back into figure skating. I'd bring my own equipment. It takes a while to break in a new pair of skates. No doubt, I'll have blisters by the end of the day.

When I walked into building, I was instantly blown away by the sight of it. The ice arena's i've skated in were merely frozen koi ponds, small lakes, and the occasional ice rink that appeared during the holidays outside the shopping mall. Nothing compared to this. The ice skating rink at the school was more like a coliseum-the rinks only shown on television. Hundreds of seats. A row of spotlights shining down on a gleaming, football sized ring of ice that looked like it stretched on forever.

I sat near the rink, waiting for the rest of the club along with the instructor. Thirty minutes have passed, and no one showed up. Taking the my schedule out of my pocket, I read that the club shows up on friday's only. "Today's wednesday, no wonder no one showed up." I said in disappointment. "Might as well go back to Urahara's...or…" I glanced at the smooth, untainted ice rink free of scratches. "I could stay a while."

With these decision in mind, I took off my jacket and Quincy bracelet, leaving them on the seat. I took out my smartphone and picked a song to skate to, then placed the phone on the rail, turning up the volume so I could hear the song.

The opening of the song started, and I skated to the center of the rink. Closing my eyes I imagined a crowd, my family shouting in the stands and holding up signs, while the announcer shouts on the intercom:

"Representing Japan in the junior nationals women's divisions, Kurosaki Hisana! She will be skating a program to the piano cover of the song "History Maker" By Fujioka Dean, inspired by the anime, Yuri On Ice!"

I thought of the past while I skated, recalling long forgotten memories of my brother and Ayahiko. I thought of the present. Whenever I tried to establish a connection with Gesshoku, all I see is darkness as the world around me shook like a massive earthquake. Then, I thought of the future, my family and friends-the last of the soul reapers fighting for their lives to free us all from a tyrant.

How many are left fighting the good fight? How many have been captured and are slaves now? How many are- I didn't dare finish the last sentence. I can't let doubt and fear take control of my mind because that's what the emperor wants. He wants Suke and I to fail, but as long as I live. I will not fall for his schemes. I will save my family. I will restore the future. More importantly, he doesn't have what suke and I have: faith and trust. As long as we have each other, there is nothing we can't achieve.

Before the music ended, I increased my speed and shouted as I did a quadruple toe loop, "We were born to make history!" I stopped in my tracks and the music ended. Panting, I smiled proud at myself because it has been years since I landed a toe loop like that. I felt alive again, felt like a normal teenager and not like a soul reaper captain on a mission to save the world. I was about to take a break because my feet were burning, when the lights in the area switch off.

"Is school over already?" I held out my arms, trying to feel my way to the rail. A door slammed shut. "Hello? Is anyone out ther-" I froze as I felt a spike in spiritual pressure right behind me. A spotlight flickered on and blinded me. Through my squinted eyes, I saw someone in the audience walking towards me. I closed my eyes and skated to the rail.

"Suke, if that's you, I swear I'll-" Once my eyes adjusted, I glanced up only to find that my best friend wasn't the one in front of me. The person in front of me wore traditional gold and red robes with a golden mask that hid his face. A fine katana sword strapped to his waist with a sash. I didn't need to ask his name. I knew perfectly well who. My eyes widen from the realization. I took a shaky step back that caused me to slip and twist my ankle. I cried out in pain, but this wasn't the time to think about the pain. I shot up quickly and looked where the emperor stood. He was gone.

I blinked and gazed around the room. No one was here, but me. "I must be seeing things." I shook my head and turned around, meeting a pair of familiar hazel eyes behind a golden mask.

Before I could react, I felt something prick the back of my neck.

"This for my brother, you bitch." A female voice said behind me as I balled my fist and turned around to smack the owner of the voice. Instantly, I felt my spiritual pressure being drain drastically.

I fell to my side in a loud thud, vision started to blur. "Kohana?" I groaned as pain shot from everywhere in my body. I could have sworn the room was stretching and was getting larger. The ground started shaking as boom steps echoed behind me.

"Is it done, Kohana?" A muffled voice asked.

H-have to get away...Suke.. I stretched out my arm and started to crawl, but the pain was unbearable. I couldn't move.

"Yes, Emperor Ayahiko." Kohana replied, gazing down at me. "Unfortunately, it is done."

Ayahiko?! My vision began to haze and I passed out, drifting into darkness.