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Summary: Before White attacked Masaki and Isshin, he attacked and consumed a Vasto Lorde- Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck, gaining her powers and mixing with her, before becoming the dominate soul, though even with this he still meets the same fate, at age five Ichigo Kurosaki lost his mother, but also gained something, His fater worried over losing his son gifted him Masaki's Quincy Cross in hopes it would activate if he was endangered, unsuspectingly this awaken his Quincy powers feeling the terrifying power of his hollow half, the Quincy part of him began to try to use his connection to Yhwach to siphon his power to boost himself, though unfortunately this didn't go so well, and he couldn't go after Yhwach himself but one of his minions instead Bambietta Basterbine. slowly the siphoned power he was taking would overwhelm him making them fuse. with all this and the kick start from Rukia changed Ichigo forever.
My very first fanfiction I ever made was a Bleach one, I had sense deleted it, but it still has a special place in my heart, and with the return of the anime, I wanted to give this another shot, so please I hope you enjoy this, I am gonna try to update this every week, if not I'll do another fanfic, but I am gonna try and get this one to be on a weekly schedule.
"...Tell me your name Shinigami," Ichigo Kurosaki requested as he stared at the bloody body of the death god.
His mind briefly flashed to how this happened, it was such a usual day for him, but now?
"Rukia Kuchiki," the small death god smiled before raising her katana upwards towards his body, all the while the cries of the giant monster grew louder.
"Ichigo Kurosaki," Ichigo replied with a small smile before lowering his hand to grab the weapon. The slight movement of his mother's protective charm filled the air with sound as the blade pierced through him.
With a loud whoosh, as if the gods themselves were splitting the atmosphere for all to witness his power as a gust of wind spun around him before disappearing.
As the wind dissipated Ichigo looked at his fearsome opponent with a gaze that could only mean death for the vile thing that dared attack his family, but through the haze of instincts Ichigo noticed something…off, the hollow that was more than a few heads taller than himself just a moment ago now seemed to have gotten smaller.
'Maybe it's to make its power denser or something?' Ichigo's barely rational mind thought before he vocalized it, and threw away the odd observation, not noticing that it wasn't just the hollow that got smaller, but instead everything.
"Tch, not sure how gettin' smaller helps I am gonna kick your ass no matter the size!"
Through this mighty eruption of power Ichigo didn't even realize how off his voice was, once a deep somber but yet as Ichigo describes it "cool" now seemed on the opposite end of the spectrum.
Ichigo following his instincts alone raised his hand into the air, once more the power blinded him as his calloused and large hands, and thickly muscled arms were replaced with small dainty hands covered by a bleached white armor that didn't seem much thicker than a few centimeters.
Suddenly the metal cross his father gifted him the day his mother died shone with a powerful blue light.
Slowly forming into a large, impossibly sized "bow" though the only thing this abstract monstrosity has to a bow is its general shape and what seemed to be a drawstring. Elsewise with how it fizzed, popped, and seemed to be pliable with its dripping blue reishi it could scarcely be called a bow.
Briefly in Ichigo's flight or fight stimulus, a rational thought broke through.
'Huh? Why is it a bow?' Before once more instincts took over and he solely thought about ending the large masked monster before him.
Raising his other hand towards the bow, he gathered a mix of the thin reishi of the human world and his own reiatsu into a rather simplistic shape, to call it an arrow would be an insult to fletchers the world over instead it was an oblong sphere, that much like his bow flicked and fizzled not keeping its terrible shape.
Slowly Ichigo pulled back the wretched shape until it reached his now white shoulder pads that lay atop his thin girlish shoulders.
Then with a wind-shattering amount of speed, the arrow sped away straight into the hollow's open maw.
The monster quickly fizzled out of existence not with a bang but with a quiet whisper.
As it fizzled out, a brief wave of energy washed over Ichigo, it lasted naught but a second, but within that small timeframe a pleasure unlike any other that Ichigo knew washed over him enveloping him before it ended, and left him wanting more.
With the pleasure ebbing away, so did his mind return to him, and through a sort of dazed confusion finally noticed the many irregularities.
"What!?" Rukia finally let out a noise as she saw the admittedly beautiful monster reveling in the defeat of its adversary.
'Was I tricked!? Did this hollow plan this? No…it couldn't be, right? Kaien…' Rukia's mind flashed between different thoughts and ideas before ultimately settling on accepting her fate.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?" Ichigo yelled out as he dared to look down and found an entirely new body awaiting for him.
No longer was Ichigo the 5'8 human with a powerful build, instead in his place was a centaur its bottom being that of a horse with powerful and strong legs, most likely able to kick a man's head clean off in an effortless attempt slowly going upwards the shaggy mane of muted silver fur covering the horse body, slowly came to an end at two different points the first the tail a strange cacophony of colors. The base was a beautiful vibrant green, then having a sort of crisscross pattern of black hair almost as if it tying the wild green up and then streaking through breaking up bits of the pattern and the solid green was specks of vibrant orange, a familiar color to Ichigo as it lay atop his head since he could remember.
Going to the other side where the horse side ends we see pure white armor akin to the one on his arms and hands, though even with it being armor the clear signs of femininity were apparent with the torso being thin almost gaunt, with a pleasing curvature before leading to the only place not covered by armor, or fur but instead a shihakusho like the one Rukia was wearing before he stabbed himself, but unlike hers his was cut and mattered towards the bottom, letting the world see his thin white armored stomach while also barely keeping in Ichigo's now bountiful chest that he acquired that denied any arguments that he wasn't a mare, Ichigo even in his most cleared head state wouldn't be able to tell you the cup size though he had sisters, they had yet to deal with the horrors of puberty. Though if he had to guess it was certainly bigger than Orihime, there was no denying that so maybe a size or two up from her?
Going beyond his bounty his face was covered by a white mask in the shape of a goat skull with horns that started out curled before stretching out into a pointed edge the mask also had a strange quirk that unlike that of the other hollows he faced had an intertwining colored lines of a dark blue and reddish black with those two seemingly fighting over dominance made his new mask looked very tribal.
"What the fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I am a fucking monster!" Ichigo yelled out as he moved about in an almost dancing manner with the soft clops of his hoofs before he stopped for a moment and tapped at his chest, and though his mask covered his face it seemed to blow up with red.
"Why the fuck do I have tits!"
'...Was this not a trap?' Rukia thought as she stared at the strange creature before her.
'Maybe it's due to his power while being a human it must have come from somewhere, maybe a hollow died near him when he was an infant, or-' Before her thoughts could spiral further Ichigo suddenly collapsed with a loud thud.
It was strange seeing a centaur collapse, when humans collapse it usually faces first but for a centaur where there is a lot more weight towards the back of the body it was nearly impossible that they would naturally fall that way, and even if they did, gravity would call them back down making them fall on their sides, which is exactly what Rukia witnessed when Ichigo collapsed.
With a gulp, and a gasp of pain Rukia slowly stood up her pure white robes flowing around her, as she slowly moved towards the beast.
'I need to report this immediately to the soul society…' Rukia thought but she cast her sullen gaze towards the white robes she wore signaling the loss of powers to this possible hollow trickster not to mention her loss of communication.
The two ways to contact the Soul Society from the World of the Living that Rukia knew was either through special gear handed out to Captains and Lieutenants to activate Gentei Kaijo, the other was a soul pager but that was only a one-way device where information from the department of Visual Surveillance under Captain Kurosutichi where in they would detect the spiritual energy from hollows and send it to the soul pager of the resident shinigami to handle it…
'I wonder if they noticed this?' Rukia's mind briefly flashed to worrying thoughts before she shook her head, trying to untie this confusing mess was starting to make her head hurt, so she decided to go back a few steps to a more daunting fact
'Even if I was able to report this, they would surely execute me. It's a few hundred years for giving human powers, but giving hollow powers would surely mean death…I know I don't deserve to live after…but if this really was a random human and not some plotting monster then I doomed them to death for just wanting to protect their family…can I really allow that to happen?'
"Looks like this is an interesting development huh ?" Along with a deep but otherwise cheery tone was a sound of wood hitting the asphalt of the road, sounding similar to Ichigo's hoof just a minute ago.
A/N(2):End of chapter one, hope you enjoyed next chapter will be more indepth with what exactly has happend, if you want you can give ideas, thoughts or theories, and of course criticism, I try to respond to all of you guys.