Warning for people who hate really long plot developing Dialog (sorry for you who hate that stuff)

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The girl's left eye was pitch black with a tiny golden pupil.

"Please. Get far…a…way." Slowly the dark shadow that once took control of Ichigo now engulfed this seemingly innocent soul.

All the blond could do was stand and watch as Ienka's consciousness slipped from her. He wouldn't run. No the teen was far too stubborn to do that.

The girl's head drooped facing the ground once more before letting out a small chuckle. "Hehe, stupid girl. Trying to fight the inevitable." A voice different from the one normally let out from her lips was heard. "You must be Ichigo, I know you are like me so you better put up a good fight." Now she faced the boy with her obsidian eyes. A smug smile barely was shown on her face.

What just happened, how can she be like me? This isn't right! Should I fight her? No I can't. She might die but if I don't… God damn it what the fuck should I do?

A white mask had begun to form on her face. The top so far had a spiked pattern on the top. "What's the matter? Afraid are you. Draw your zanpakto so we can fight."

"Why would I fight you! There's no reason for me to. Just get Ienka back!" he tried to hide his fear but his expression could only stay surprised.

"Why would you fight me? Oh are you serious. HAH It is quite simple. You fight me or I kill you where you stand. Draw your zanpakto or this won't be fun for me" His hand moved to the handle of Zangetsu.

"Now that's better," the hollow Ienka pulled the zanpakto out of its sheathe. "Since your sword is already released, that means I can start of with releasing mine right?" She pricked her finger with the tip of the blade letting a drop run to the hilt. "Weep tears of blood Akuma-Kouu" (demon rain)

Now she put her palm on the tip and shoved it to the hilt as if to stab her-self. Instead the entire zanpakto seemed to vanish into the air.

"What happened to your sword, I won't attack you unarmed." The now nervous Ichigo seemed to be making up excuses on why not to attack someone who had done nothing wrong except be like him-self.

The newly discovered hybrid spoke in a cocky sort of way, "Who said I was unarmed? I see 32 ways I could have killed you just now. Drop this I don't wanna hurt one of my friends act and ATTACK ME."

Ichigo did as he was told. The bandage surrounding the huge cleaver like weapon flew off as the boy ran the short distance to his target. He decided he would try to just make her bleed until she had lost too much blood and would faint. The shinigami swung aiming for her shoulder. As soon as he lifted his blade to make contact to her skin, the smile on the now fully masked hollow grew wider. The Zanpakto never made contact. Ienka made a few movements with her fingers and suddenly Zangetsu was surrounded by water with a slight reddish tint to it.

Ichigo tried to yank the sword out of the liquid but it wouldn't budge. "There is no way you could possibly hurt me with only your shikai. You are boring me so either release your bankai or at least try to kill me."

Getsuga tensho! A blast of blue reitsu erupted from the sword releasing it. The liquid splashed into the air where it once again couldn't be seen. The girl held out her hand as if holding something and the water reformed in her hand creating a trident like weapon. This form of Akuma-Kouu was about 5 feet in length and came to three points. Like the water that had surrounded Ichigo's blade, it was clear with the same blood red tint.

She charged at the boy. Zangetsu was swung at the other's zanpakto as it came at him. With the sole of her shoe, hollow Ienka kicked his sword away followed by a stab to the leg from the strange trident, She fell backwards but bounced upright with a motion of her hand.

"God Damn that cleaver of yours is sharp!" a pool of blood formed under the girl's foot. " you sliced my shoe in half even when I reinforced it!"

Ichigo slightly staggered but ignored the pain. A slow stream of blood trickled down the stab wound on his leg.

"Ienka is not coming out is she?" the fully masked hollow shook her head. "Then I'll just beat her out."

Once again the orange head attacked the girl and once again the sword never hit its target. This time how ever, Zangetsu simply was dropped followed by Ichigo dropping to the floor. A tiny hole was in the boy's stomach.

"What the hell …did you do?" Ichigo wheezed.

"I took a bullet sized piece of my trident here and made it shoot strait through you, I could have made this battle end by shooting it through your heart. I don't care about that though so now I wait for your hollow to heal the wound"

"How do you know so much about me?"

A crying girl stood on a beach with pure white sand. The dark waters ran on and off her feet.

"No don't hurt him any more. Please stop this nonsense"

"Ask the other occupant of this body."

Ichigo felt the dark side of his soul creeping over his eyes.

King, you're not doin' so good. My turn!

The orange haired shinigami attempted to ignore the more instinctive side of him. Out of the battles he had fought, there was no way he would let his hollow take over in this one.

"Oh? Having a little inner battle are we? There's no shame in allowing the hollow to take over. It only represents the stronger side wanting to feel the lust for battle that you only deny. In fact let me help you in making the right decision!" She stabbed his arm with the pole arm in her hands.

Come on! Stop bein the stubborn fool you are and let me fight her. It'll be… fun.

"No You won't interrupt this fight!"

"Interrupt? Is that what you call it. Sorry but right now it's your only chance of survival." She stabbed his shoulder.. "Agh!"

Let me out KING.

The black had almost completely consumed his eyes. Both Irises were already yellow.

"Ph. Apparently you won't give in so instead, I will have to kill you." A maniacal smile could barely be seen through the teeth on her mask. She raised her weapon about to stab strait through his heart.

"Stop Neika." A familiar voice came from a figure holding a cane to the hollow's head.

"What ever you say sempai." The trident evaporated and a handle appeared in the girl's sheathe.

"Give Ienka control."

"Why should I give that useless weak bitch…"

"NOW!" a commanding voice erupted from the figure in a hat.

Ichigo had only a slight bit of conscience left which only wondered why he wasn't dead of why he still had control.

Like a dropped china plate, the white mask on Ienka's face shattered. She fell to the ground but was picked up by Urahara.

Ichigo was carried back to the Urahara Shoten along with Ienka. He was laid down on the floor and was told Orihime would come to heal his wounds while he would deal with the once again passed out Ienka.

A few minutes passed. In the next room he could here the shop owner's voice. "Ienka You were lucky I felt your reitsu if I didn't."

"Is he ok?" her voice was empty of all joy, filled with only sadness and despair.

"Who? Oh Kurosaki-san is just fine. Someone is coming to heal his injuries as we speak."

"That's good., but he shouldn't have those stabs any way! If it wasn't for me he…"

"Stop worrying, there was nothing you could do."

The front door opened with Orihime running through it screaming, "Kurosaki-kun where are you!"

"Ah Inoue-san! He's in that room over there." The former captain pointed to his room.

"Arigato Kiuske-san." She went to the pointed room and walked in. A look sadness showed on the rust haired girl's face as she saw the bloody bandages on his stomach, shoulder, and arm. "Inoue why are you staring at me like that?"

"Oh sorry. That's just me zoning out again. Hehe." A fake smile appeared on the girl's face. Holding out her arms she yelled, "Souten Kishun" An orange oval shaped glow surrounded Ichigo. As time passed, his wounds healed.

"I think you should tell him Ienka." The shop owner's voice could once again be heard through the wall separating the rooms.

"I will once his injuries are gone. I just hope he doesn't hate me for doing that to him."

"Ha, after what I put him through to get his shinigami powers back I'm surprised he hasn't tried to kill me. You had no control of your actions so there is no reason for him to hate you."

Once the last of his wounds where completely closed, Orihime walked out.

"Thanks Inoue" Ichigo told her.

"Any time Kurosaki-kun!" her peppy attitude returned as she walked on her way.

A small knock was heard on his door. "Um, Ichigo… can I come in?"

"Sure Ienka what is it?"

she pushed open the door and wither sad eyes looked at the boy. "You haven't known me for very long so you are probably wondering 'What the hell are you, why are you like me, and why do I know a lot about you' I'm gonna tell you more about myself but I'm starting from the beginning so you might want to get comfy."

"What do you mean start from the beginning?" A curious Ichigo asked.

"Everything you need to know about my past so you aren't afraid of me. Ok where was I." Ienka started her tale.

"I was born to two shinigamis in sereiti. I was never in Rukongai like Rukia and Renji but I promise Sereiti isn't all it's cracked up to be. I never knew my parents for they were murdered while I was an infant. I was found and raised by the kindest person you would have ever met, Sachian Hazumi. That woman raised me like I was her child."

Tears started to swell in Ienka's eyes. A simple blink allowed them to flow down her face.

"She entered me into the academy under her name when I was very young. Unfortunately no one knows who my parents were. There was no case of reported couple murdered in there own house inside soul society. In fact I was the only real thing keeping the memory of the gruesome scene, as Hazumi called it, in her mind. At the academy I learned all the basics of being a shinigami, but there I had no one, no friends, no one knew who I was when I had been there the entire time. When I was about six to a human, I had spent all the years at that school as I could. I helped Hazumi with some of her chores unless she had to go on hollow duty.

"One time came to where she went of hollowing for a day and left me at home. Still I had not learned the name of my accursed zanpakto so I spent this time trying to contact it. I searched deep within my mind and came to a nice beach with snow-white sand and water the color of my mood. Here I did not find my zanpakto or anything else for that matter. Suddenly I heard two voices, one was Hazumi out side my mind saying she was home. The other was the voice you most likely heard while fighting me. I attempted to leave my mindscape in order to greet my foster mother. Instead… my darker self, unknown to me at the time took control.

"Neika, I dubbed her, occupied my body when the only person I ever knew was the only one around. 'Ienka are you there?' she asked. 'It depends Hazumi-san. Are you strong.' These words poured out of my unwilling mouth. 'What are you saying Ienka? Are you sick, your voice sounds a little raspy today.' These words are as clear as yester day to me when they were spoken. My hand reached for its sword pulled it out and called its name. I hadn't known its name so this would have surprised me if weren't so afraid at the time. 'Wow Ienka you sure have improved since I left. Ienka why are you giving me that murderous smile? Ienka! IENKA!!' those where the last words she ever spoke. I could only watch as my hands used MY zanpakto to… ruthlessly… slaughter… the kindest most gentle woman… anyone had ever seen."

By now Ienka was in tears. After this story Ichigo stared blankly at her.

"Um Ienka… I am sorry I guess." He tried to comfort her.

"Don't you get it bastard. I KILLED HER AND COULDN'T DO SHIT TO STOP IT!"

Crappy fighting, man that stuff is HARD to write.

Ienka is prone to mood swings as you an probably tell. She is depressed when ever she talks about her past btw. About her zanpakto being in the shape of a trident like

SPOILER:

Kaien's

But I've had this in my mind long before that whole fight