Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo/Shonen Jump. I do own OC and plot.

Author's Note: I hope you all like this chapter. I tried to make it as long as possible and from various povs. If some of you are confused at the timeline, let me explain. We last saw Hisana making the phone video to Hansuke.. In this chapter, we will see what happened prior to the video message with Hisana. For Kaien's pov, it is his pov/ overall thoughts on fighting Hisana before she escapes.

Please comment on how I did, and what you think will happen next :) I do enjoy reading the comments and see if anyone's predictions will come true lol

Title: An Unraveled Heart Pt.3 Multi Pov

Hisana Pov:

I'm so dishonorable, running away in the middle of a battle like that. I dishonored my family name and honor ten fold! If Uncle Byakuya saw me like this, he'd disown me. Especially, after I gave a huge speech about having honor and the importance of keeping it. I kept telling myself that it was a matter of survival, but in reality I ran away because I was scared. If he really is my brother, then that would mean Ayahiko isn't lying either.

Suke helped me take over the worlds...I-I am your brother!

I couldn't shake their words out of my mind. To make matters worse, during the fight, various memories that I thought were long forgotten kept resurfacing. It was as if my mind was trying to tell me something. For example, remembering Kaien's Bankai form name? There was no way I knew that. It had to be either Ayahiko and Aizen's doing, maybe both. But when would they have both activated their power?

I frowned. Like father like son, I suppose. No matter. Once I defeat Yammy and escape through that fancy portal, I won't have to see any of their faces again.

Um, excuse me, don't you mean we? my inner hollow grumbled, clearly offended that I didn't include her.

If you keep playing with the enemy, Gesshoku dictated, the others will find us. Then, we will truly never leave.

Spoilsport. The crazed voice replied. I hate it when you're right.

"Is that all you got, Espada number 10!?" My hollow voice cries in chaotic laughter as I dodge a series of his rapid punches. He couldn't keep up my speed in my hollow form, which caused him to create several holes on the walls and cracked the tile flooring. With each missed swing, Yammy grew more furious.

A cocky side grin tugged on the edge of my lip behind my mask. "I'm rather disappointed, Llargo Yammy." I drawled, ducking another swing. "I expected more from the strongest Espada."

You shouldn't have said that. warned Gesshoku to my hollow form who is currently controlling my body. Now, you've done it.

Yammy grunted furiously, swinging his right fist towards my face. A red cero, appearing in his palm ready to strike. I quickly ducked and punched him with all my strength in his abdomen, sending him across the corridor and threw a wall. Aunt Yoruichi would be greatly pleased that her teachings weren't for nothing, but Uncle Urahara would say I just made a grave error. Right as Yammy was flying towards the other side of the corridor, his cero went off.

Get down! Gesshoku cried.

A hollow's cero depending on his status differs in strength and speed. Since Yammy was a Vasto Lorde/Espada, his cero techniques have various stages. The first being normal ceros that were slow, direct, and very powerful. No soul reaper alive could survive a point blank shot. The second cero also known as a "bara" were much worst. They weren't as strong as normal ceros, but can do the same amount of damage twenty times faster.

And he just did a bara.

Being hollowfied and growing weaker by the second (thanks to not mastering another inherited technique) , it was impossible for me to dodge completely unscatheed. The bara's red beam slashed me in the stomach and took off a chunk of my mask as a dodged to the floor. I rolled onto the floor and cried in pain.

In that moment of pain, I seized control of my body. Groaning, I looked behind me and thanked the gods that I landed on a floor that was still attached to the building. There was nothing but a gaping hole behind me, allowing the hot breeze of the desert inside. So much for concealing my position, I thought. The hot breeze feels good. It felt like the warmth of the sun when you're on the beach.

"Sleepy," I sluggishly mumbled as my eyelids feel heavy. Curling in a ball like a cat, I began to drift into sleep.

"Over here!" A voice shouted.

They're coming! Gesshoku warned. Get up!

Lifting my head off the ground, I groaned and pushed myself up with my hands and stood up. Hissing, I straighten my back and slapped a hand on my torso, hoping the pressure would be enough to stop the bleeding. Hazily, I turned my head and glanced at the right. While squinting my eyes, I saw an image of what looked like a crowd.

Raising my left arm with my palm faced up in a stop like gesture, I aimed towards an upper archway that was to my right. "Hado number 33, Sokatsui!" I shout as a white ball of spiritual energy, appeared from my palm and like flash, obliterating the entryway.

I let out a deep breath and shakily stood back, as the ground beneath my feet started to swirl. Quickly, I placed my hand on the wall, stopping myself from collapsing. My knees wiggled like jelly. Not a good sign. My hollow form is about to give out, but I couldn't give up. Not yet. Not when I'm so close. "Suke..." I whispered. Using the wall for support, I limped my way down the hallway but stopped halfway. "I have-have to warn him." With one hand on the wall, I used my other hand to pat myself down. "I was sure I had it somewhere. Ah, there it is." I pulled out my cell phone from a hidden pocket, surprised that it was still intact. Tapping the camera icon on the screen, I turned the phone around, started recording, and began to unravel my heart.

(A few minutes earlier; Outside of Hueco Mundo; the courtyard)

Kaien Pov:

Father had warned me not to underestimate any opponent, regardless if they are stronger or weaker than I. It was probably the only piece of advice he has given me. I could have easily won with my shakai alone, but I wanted to give Hisana a challenge. A chance to prove herself and see how much she's grown in her spiritual powers. I wasn't the only one who wanted to see. I also wanted to see how much she's grown with her spiritual powers, and I wasn't the only one. What better way to do that then by using my Bankai?

I was impressed by how Hisana defended herself against my various attacks. Even weaponless, she dodged each attack. There were numerous times I thought I'd had her, but she'd slip away or slid away effortlessly on the thick frosted ground. Many would have lost their balance ages ago, but Hisana took advantage of her figure skating skills that allowed her to maintain balance. Despite what little information Ayahiko had told me about Hisana over the years, I could see that her hobbies remained the same. However, skills on the ice can only take her so far, especially to defeat someone at my level. I could feel her spiritual pressure gradually decrease as the fight with each passing second.

It broke my heart, of course, fighting her in such a state like Bankai. Seeing her all bloody and exhausted, it made me want to stop and just run over there and take her in my arms. As her big brother and guardian, it is only natural for me to protect her from all harm. Which includes, protecting her from myself.

I took a step towards Hisana. "I'm giving you one more chance to surrender. Hisana." I said with a concerning tone. "Stop this foolishness. Now." I held my gaze, narrowing my eyes.

Standing a few feet away from me, Hisana eye's lit up and grew wide as if my voice caused some spark of familiarity.

Yes, Hisana. I said in thought, staring right back at her with soften eyes. That's it. It's me, your big brother.

Tilting her head back, Hisana stared at the dazing clear night sky. She frowned and mournfully narrowed her eyes at bit at the silver moon.

Is she surrendering? I wondered.

"Oh, It's over is it? That's a shame…." She replied but the voice was not her own. Her bloody right hand rose to her face and dragged her fingers down slowly- a white mask etched with red markings covered her face as she angled her head down. Her eyelids flooded open to reveal golden irises surrounded by black scleras. (Note: readers, the sclera is known as the white part of your eyes). Her distorted voice maniacally laughed as she stared at me.

Across the field like a tsunami, her spiritual pressure spiked and became visible. A fusion of red and black aura pulsed from her body, smothering everyone with the intensity of her hollow's spiritual pressure. I fought with everything I had just to stand.

She took one step and cracked her index knuckle with her thumb. "That's too bad," She said in her distorted voice. " I was just getting started."

I took a step back, "So, it's true...y-you hollowfied". I totally thought the twins were lying. Seeing my little sister hollowfied, it made my blood go colder than normal.

Like a snap, the pressure vanished and so did she. Gasping, my eyes shot in all directions, trying to keep up with Hisana's movements. I watched her jump from ice stalagmite to ice stalagmite in a rapid zig zag motion."So fas-"

Whack!

With a side kick to my face, Hisana sent me rolling into the air. Ice cracked beneath my feet as I landed and quickly glanced up. Hisana already reached her sword. In one quick pull, she shattered the stalagmite that held her zanpakuto. Growling in irritation, I flash step towards her.

If I could just touch her mask, I could freeze and shatter it into oblivion.

I was right behind her, but she incipated my move. She jumped above me, then slammed her feet down on my head, using me like some damn stepping stool. It definitely brought back memories when she was little, but now wasn't the time to reminisce the past.

I heard Ayahiko's chuckle in my head. I'm glad I approved of this little fight. She's certainly has improved and is making you look like a fool. I'm a bit embarrassed.

Shut up. I drawled back. I just don't want to hurt her.

Well, she's about to hurt you. Ayahiko proudfully said.

What? I looked around, but didn't see Hisana anywhere. Then, in the far corner of my eye, I saw Ayahiko glance up the sky with a proud smirk. Following the direction he was looking up, I glanced up and gasped.

With widen eyes, I stared at Hisana who was up in the air, hurling a massive Getsuga Tenshou several feet off the freaking ground. Recalling the power my father had when hollowfied, every foe he faced fear his sword, especially his hollowfied Getsuga Tenshou.

I prepared for the attack by raising my hands, creating a giant ice blade that may have looked similar to my father's old shikai form. I shouldn't have been a big deal. The moment it collides with my blade, the attack should neutralize it.

But then, I saw something off with Hisana. Her eyes darted from left to right, then she looked back at me. It was in this moment, I greatly miscalculated. She swung down the center, releasing one getsuga at me. Then, she sharply swung two more times, aiming for-

"Ayahiko-sama!"

I turned to my master, ready to flash step my way towards him but it was too late. The three getsugas slammed through the barriers, creating one massive explosion. I looked up and quickly dodged the getsuga aimed for me. Like an avalanche, the snow from the ground swallowed everything in a two mile radius. But the heat from the spiritual attack caused the snow to disapparate into a thick hazy smoke screen damn near impossible to see.

After it settled, I glanced around looking for any sign of Hisana..In fact, her spiritual pressure felt faint almost distant. She wasn't here; she was gone.