Eclipse

by Ryujin Zangetsu 17

Everyone he cared about was gone; all wipe out by one two men's fear for him. He swore vengeance, not caring if the world itself was plunged into darkness. It didn't matter to him as long as he found those two that took everything away from him. Dark Ichigo. Every Chapter is going over revise.

18. Chapter 18

Title: A True Devil

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Rosario + Vampire; they belong to Akihisa Ikeda and Tite Kubo. I am doing this for my own amusement and I do not gain any profit by doing this... I do gain some good reviews and satisfaction.

Pairings: IchigoxMoka

Rating: M

Author Notes: Really wonder a bit how long it's been since I updated Eclipse. I know I've been doing this a lot, but I want to apologies for taking so long to update this badass fic of mine. But you need not worry, even if I don't update at the times that you really want me too, you must know that I think about this fic all the time and what knew plans I want with it. Even now I must say that I have plans and ideas running through my head all the time, mostly at work because I really don't have nothing else to think about (other than not making a mistake that might cause me a hand or something really precious to me).

Now, I know this is going to pissed a lot of people off with what I want to do for this chapter, but I'm not going to really focus on Ichigo's memories this chapter like I know many of you want me too. But again do not get pissed off at me, I will really focus all my attention on the memoires in the next chapter. This chapter will mainly focus on Ichigo's talk with his mother Masaki, and the horrible death I have plan for someone that I know all of my readers will surely love. But I must say that I'm glad that all of you have been enjoying Eclipse, just wanted to give my thanks to all the people and readers that have read my Eclipse.

Plans for the future of Eclipse: I have many things plan for this fic for many chapters to come, but that is something that I will not tell you about right now. But I can tell you this! What I have planned for Ichigo will completely change from now on, starting with this chapter from now on. From the beginning Eclipse, I've seen and read from your reviews that many of you like the way I describe Ichigo emotions and points, also the way Ichigo's vengeance is the thing that drives him to his goal. That will be is same motive and goal no matter what! But I'm going to start making it a lot fucking (sorry for the language) darker and brutal then I have been doing since I started Eclipse.

The burning rage and hatred I've been making Ichigo feel is good I must say, but not just as good as I want it to be. Right now for the past seventeen chapters I have to admit it is weak, unresponsive and just a child flaring his anger to the world around him. I love Eclipse, and this is not an author note to tell you that I plan on rewriting Eclipse either. From this point on though, I going to make a vow to make this fic and Ichigo darker, more brutal, more cruel, and downright sadistic and cold to any person that as deem to alley themselves with Aizen and Juha Bach.

The few people I had Ichigo kill were kind of good to me, and I got to say I love the way I wrote it. But, the way I wrote it to me it seems a bit that Ichigo still holds somewhat regret to what he's becoming. I know it sounds weird a bit the way I'm trying to say this, but I hope just a bit you get what I'm trying to say. I want Ichigo to become a true killer, someone that doesn't care who he kills, be it woman, child, or elder. As long as it gets him towards his goal of killing both Aizen and Juha Bach, then he doesn't care who he cuts down before him. This seems to be a bit sick or badass to you? Let me know what you think about this.

Not going to give myself full credit for this and say that I thought about this by myself because I didn't, got to say that the recent Bleach chapters have truly help me out a lot. After reading the fight against Juha Bach and Yamamoto, I remember Juha Bach saying that back then the Gotei 13 was nothing but Divisions. If I really remember correctly, he said that they were nothing but heartless but true killers, which made them truly and unmatched and feared group. From what Juha Bach explained, Yamamoto himself sacrifice anything back them to make sure he accomplish his goal, and that reason made him so feared back then.

I don't want Ichigo to sacrifice everything (mainly Moka and Kumiko) to gain his revenge, but it's going to be pretty damn close to want he's going to be doing, and to what I want. Again he is going to start killing, using enemies to gain benefit, torturing anyone that alley or dare let themselves work with Aizen and Juha Bach. This is a friendly warning! And hope you enjoy the carnage that is soon to come.

Series of Eclipse: Really glad that all of you have voted on the little poll I created last chapter, have to say after all that I've come to what will happen in the second part of Eclipse. To tell you the truth, I was planning on writing the next part of this with Code Geass. But I decided against it though, just because of the small error with the Knight mare Frames that I refuse to talk about, but I will write this with another fic that long away. But over the past two or three weeks, I finally decided to take the next part in Naruto. Don't let the worry start to get to you! I promise that they will not enter the Shinobi Nations with some lame ass way. I promise it's going to be emotional, brutal, and painful for some along with most of you going to be pissed off with some characters. Also I know what some of you are thinking so please stop right now.

Not trying to accuse no one of nothing, just that I've seen it too many times to know what probably some of you might be thinking at the current moment. It's probably none of you, but I just got to say it before someone gets the wrong idea with the next part of the series being crossover with Naruto. From what I've read from thousands of Naruto fic's and crossovers, some might thing along this is what I might have plan for the next fic. Some might thing that when Ichigo arrives into the Elemental Nations or Konoha and see Naruto, he's going to feel sorry for him and how the people treated him. He's then going to take care of him, then train him to become a shinigami. It sounds badass doesn't it? Maybe I should-

That shit will never happen

Just to give you all a fair warning, and don't take this as me trying to be a bastard cause that is by no means what I'm trying to do. I have read hundreds of crossovers with Naruto/Bleach with Naruto being the main character and main focus. I have seen so many of the same fic that I'm sorry to say, but it's getting border line to pathetic. Naruto somehow come to the Soul Society or Karakura Town, gets training from the gods of the Spirit world, be godlike, and get almost all the woman in the entire Bleach manga.

This shit is getting boring fast

This is what I really don't seem to get at all! How in the hell do you think Naruto can train Ichigo anything? I just want to know why I see that in so many of these crossovers. For instants, the little similar thing with the Kyuubi and Ichigo's Hollow. That might be the same, but both are totally different that it's so damn obvious.

First Kurama. From what I can remember from the battle between Naruto and Kurama, I really can't remember or recall the fox teaching Naruto about anything. I might be wrong though! It's been a long time since I read or watch the fight between those two. But I got to say this! I sure as hell know that Kurama teach Naruto something similar to what Ichigo's Hollow taught him. I must say that they were similar in some way, they might have taught the two different but similar things. But as I said before, I still cannot remember Kurama teaching Naruto anything about battle.

Second Hollow Ichigo. From what I can remember from the fight against Ichigo and his Hollow, and most of the series, I can remember the Hollow teaching Ichigo things even though it didn't seem like it. The Hollow taught Ichigo the one thing that you need most when you are in a battle that you didn't know you would come out alive.

Instinct

Ichigo beat his Hollow by learning how to use his instinct in battle, which he used in previous fights against Kenpachi and Byakuya. I might be wrong, but I'm positive that I may be right with this. The two never became close like Naruto and Kurama, but they work together damn good. Soul reason is because, if Ichigo dies, the Hollow knows that he will die to since he is a part of Ichigo. That another thing that people seem to thing Naruto and Ichigo are similar with! It might seem similar, but it is far different than one another. Naruto has a chakra beast seal inside him; Ichigo on the other hand as a monster that was born from his own damn soul. The funny thing is about this is that Naruto and Kurama are two different being; one the other hand Ichigo and his Hollow are one being.

From each fight I can remember Ichigo being in, the bastard grew stronger, more deadly with each new encounter he face. He has been in dozens of life and death battles to know what the hell he supposed to be doing to make sure he stays alive. From the two and people might say I'm wrong about this, but I really got to say that Ichigo is the better battle warrior out of the two. I'm not saying that Naruto isn't strong, because by no means is he weak. But in every fight he gets in, Naruto does the same tactic to try and confuse his enemy and then strike with a Rasengan. Ichigo or Naruto are not saint, but a lot of damn people put Naruto as some damn Kami gift from above.

Next the Bashing, that's another thing that is getting boring way to damn fast. It's always this, Naruto's been beaten (which has never happen once in the manga) have to death, starved, and one that is sick raped. Some badass from another manga will come from another world comes in, sees the way the author says the village as treated Naruto, then pisses all over Konoha and treats Naruto like a damn god who does know damn wrong at all. Or, Naruto gains a new power that puts him stronger then all others, then village and major Sasuke and Sakura bashing, then gets too many damn women that makes no scenes at all. See where I'm going with this? Really hope you know what I'm trying to say.

Sakura Bashing: Damn! That really all I can say after reading thousands or in my case seeing thousands of fanfic's base on bashing Sakura Haruno. Really, and it's all ways the same damn reason on why she's bashed a lot by so many fanfic's I have seen since being on this site. In the Naruto fan fiction, I have to say with proof that Sakura is the main characters in every fic I have almost see that is being bashed. It's because of what she use to do to Naruto after the Wave arc and during sometimes during the process of the manga. Ok I have to admit! Maybe it was a bit irritating to see Sakura always hitting Naruto. But here's the things that many probably didn't see and just process to hate Sakura on that little problem of hers.

Don't you thing for one moment, which during those times Naruto deserve to be hit?

Sometimes she did do it because of the liking of Sasuke, but how many times have we seen this in Japanese manga? Over hundreds of times for me. Not going to sit here and say that the fic's I read with Sakura being bash wasn't good, because most or just a few were really good once you block out the process of the bashing. But, why does this always lead up to Naruto suddenly falling madly in love with Hinata and starting to hate Sakura with the passion of a thousand suns? See where I'm going with this? It's getting pretty damn old to see the same thing over and over again. For over almost six-hundred chapters, all Hinata as done is stalk the hell out of Naruto during every turn the bastard made or passes out in his presences. Let me stop the rant now, just hope that many of you are getting where I'm going with this. Enjoy the chapter that going to be damn long like the last one.

Summary: Everyone he cared about was gone; all wipe out by two men's fear for him. He swore vengeance; not caring if the world itself was plunged into darkness. It didn't matter to him as long as he found those two that took everything away from him. A man appears, inviting him to a school name Yokai Academy as well as information on who he seeks. He takes this deal, and on his search he finds someone from his past. Dark Ichigo!

Hope you enjoy

Onto the Story

Eclipse

Something didn't add up

The orange haired shinigami's chocolate brown eyes narrowed, not fully understanding what his mother was trying to tell him. Form the first time he had heard of the extermination of the Quinces from Uryu, he had not thought nothing much about it. He had tossed all the hate between Shinigami and Quinces aside, telling Uryu that the both of them shouldn't allow what happen between the two races come in between the decision that the both of them made. But now after being told multiple reasons on why the major the Quinces were exterminated, the orange haired shinigami had come to understand somewhat. But now standing here hearing what is mother just told him, that the Quinces were not the only ones that were almost wiped out two-hundred years ago.

The only question that was running through is mind at the moment was what caused it? What did the Youkai do that made the Gotei thirteen exceed an order to almost wipe out an entire Youkai world? Something just wasn't adding up to him. Even though he knew that the Central Forty-six were nothing but corrupt noble fools, he had a feeling that is now revealed grandfather wouldn't just order the total extermination of a whole race. The orange haired shinigami just had a sudden urge that did not feel right to him about this, a feeling that made his entire being shake with misunderstanding. He couldn't stand here and say that his mother wasn't right about his grandfather; the old man did follow rules without question even if he did not like it. But something like this to extract an order to kill and entire race? That was just something even he thought Yamamoto would hesitate a bit on order the Gotei thirteen to extract.

But what his mother was telling him could probably be well true to the fact, he wasn't trying to stand here and call her a liar either. His eyes narrowed even further in thought, remembering how Moka's friends acted when they heard about his mother's clan and her title, maybe the anger he felt from them had something to do with the killing of most of their races. He shook his head a bit, sneering a bit in not trying to remember those annoying bastards. After they had watch his memories on everything he went through over the last four years of his life maybe they might change their mind on what they said about him, but either way the orange haired shinigami would care less. From the day everything was lost to him in this world to, he wouldn't allow himself to care about what other people around him thought about him anymore.

It was useless to even try to feel any sort of emotion about it, the only thing his body and mind was living for was to see those tow bastards dead beneath his feet. Those two had no more reason to live anymore, they had cross his path and he swore with everything that his body contain that he was going to killed them no matter what it took. Even now, standing with his mother, he could still see images of every life being taken away by those bastards. Every cry of help, every scream of horror and pain will be forever edge in his mind, to torture him with his failure every time he close his fucking eyes. He clenched his folded arms in rage, feeling the hatred for those two began to cloud over all his sense.

He shook his head a bit; pushing those thoughts to the side for the moment and turning his gaze and focus back towards his mother. "Something about this just isn't adding up to me," Ichigo said, looking at his mother with narrowed eyes. "As you said before, Yamamoto-ji-san followed the Central forty-six without question, but even I think he would hesitate somewhat with taking an order to wipe out an entire race." The orange haired shinigami watched as his mother eyes seem to lose a bit of life in them, as what seem like past memories seem to flow through her mind.

Masaki shook her head, causing a somewhat confused expression to fall over the orange haired shinigami's face. "You have the wrong idea flowing through your head Ichi-kun," She replied with a somewhat cold voice. "But that is a reasonable answer from anyone after dealing with The Central Forty-six, no matter who manages to replace them; they seem to always have dark motives to make sure they themselves remain the main power in Soul Society and the World of the Living."

Ichigo cold chocolate brown eyes stayed locked with his mothers, "what do you mean by that?" He asked, the confusion still in his voice, even though he was trying to hide it from her. "Wasn't it the Central Forty-six that order the extermination of the Quinces, and now as you say the Youkai as well?" He asked… no demanded from his mother. He never wanted to sound anger around his mother if he ever got the chance to meet her again, but the things she were telling him were seriously beginning to piss him of beyond anything.

Again the orange haired samurai before him shook her head, "Listen to what you just said Ichi-kun," She replied, point directly towards him. "When, during any of the time that I have spoken to you, that I said the Central Forty-six were the ones that order the extermination of the two?"

Ichigo eyes widen a fraction, "What do you mean by that mom?" He asked her through clenched teeth. "Who else-" He suddenly froze, eyes widening a bit in disbelief as his gaze fell towards his mother.
You mean," He stuttered, something that he hasn't done for so long. "You're telling me it was Yamamoto-ji-san the one that gave the order of extermination?"

That just didn't seem right or possible to the orange haired shinigami, he knew the old man was harsh to the truth but even he would think that the old man would not just order the extermination of a whole race. Something must have happen for the old man to give and order like that, something that gave the old man no other choice to exterminate or at least but them into hiding like they were now from the rest of the world. Ichigo felt his eyes narrowed in concentration, trying to come up with any possible way for his mind to somewhat process what he had just heard. Maybe he was looking at this in the wrong direction, not following the pieces of what his mother had laid out for him.

Masaki nodded her head, a dark gaze suddenly filling her eyes. "Yes, but you were right about some points of what you said Ichi-kun." She answered him

Getting over his mid shock, the orange haired shinigami looked at his mother with narrowed eyes. "What do you mean by that?" He asked.

"The Central Forty-six were the ones that gave the order to exterminate the Quinces," Her eyes suddenly grew darker as she looked at her son. "But the soul order to wipe out the Youkai was given by Yamamoto, that order did not evolve the Central Forty-six in no such way."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes at that, "Why would Yamamoto-ji-san give an order to wipe out The Youkai World?" His eyes narrowed darkly. "Why would the old man give an order to send the entire Gotei thirteen to wipe out the Youkai world? He had to have some reason to case out an order like that."

Masaki suddenly smirked darkly at Ichigo, surprising the orange haired shinigami just a bit. Even though she had been doing it quite a bit now, it was still a bit unfamiliar to him to see his mother looking at him like that. "You're doing it again Ichi-kun," She replied in a dark voice, a voice that sounded like it was filling with bloodlust for a reason Ichigo did not understand. "I never said that it was the Gotei thirteen that case out the order that Yamamoto gave now did I?"

"What do you mean by that?" The orange haired shinigami said through growing anger. "Who else could Yamamoto-ji-san have given the order to?"

Masaki sighed a bit, "Yamamoto was the one that gave the order Ichi-kun." She replied, "But it was a pacific group he gave the order out to."

Ichigo's suddenly narrowed in suspense, seemly knowing where his mother was suddenly going with this. "The group Yamamoto-ji-san gave this order out to," The orange haired shinigami trailed off a bit, flaring his left arm out just a bit in a dismissive manner. "Are you talking about The Onmitsukido (Secret Tactics)?" He asked. When his mother shook her head, he was getting even more confused and angrier by the minute.

He didn't understand what other group they had in Soul Society that Yamamoto could give an order out to execute and order like this with any remorse. He sneered a bit in disgust, not in the least bit of caring about the lives Youkai that were killed during this war two-hundred years ago. Maybe back then if any of this didn't happen to him or the things he care about he might have care, but after every single life that was killed before his eyes, he could care less about anything that happen so long ago. The only reason he wanted to know was why Yamamoto-ji-san had gave the order to exterminate the Youkai? He just thought that the old man would not give an order like that so casual without any remorse or a reason to carry it out. But what group Yamamoto could have given the order to? What other military Force in the Soul Society was strong enough to take on an entire race of thousands of Youkai without back up? Unless…

His eyes suddenly became cold as ice, looking his mother dead in the eyes. "The only other group that I could think of Yamamoto-ji-san given the order out to is the Kido Corps (Kidoshu)," He replied with a somewhat dark voice. "But for some odd reason, I don't think that they were strong enough to be able to do it. It needed to be a group of killers, a group that followed Yamamoto-ji-san without question. The only group I could think of would be the First Division."

He shook his head a bit, tossing the already denial thoughts out of his mind before they were able to cloud his judgment. If the threat was big enough, something that the other Division could not handle only, the only group he could think of was the Division that Yamamoto-ji-san once ruled over. It was a bit unrealistic to think that Yamamoto-ji-san would be the one himself to almost wipe out the entire Youkai Race. But it was somewhat understandable; from what that Quinces bastard had said, Yamamoto-ji-san had did something similar to Quinces a thousand years ago. If the threat was big enough, if it threaten The Soul Society and the World of the Living as well, Yamamoto-ji-san would make his self-known to protect it.

Dying to exterminate great evil

Know that this is the spirit of the Gotei 13

He remembers that creed, the same creed that Yamamoto-ji-san spoke before the battle of Karakura Town and the massacre of both Soul Society and Karakura. In all that the orange haired shinigami fought for back then and what he believe in, he never could really say that he understood what the old man had mat about it. Right now, even though he could understand someone points of it, he still could not say that he understood what the creed truly met to the old man and the Soul Society. To exterminate great evil is to sacrifice everything to make sure that evil is dead and could never harm or kill anyone again. Back then during the time of the Winter War, the orange haired shinigami couldn't say that he could sacrifice everything he care about to make sure a great evil was dead.

Maybe that's why Yamamoto-ji-san was able to keep the position of Sotaicho (Captain-Commander) for over a thousand years, not just because of his strength and power, but because he knew the sacrifices that needed to be made to make sure that great evil would never be able to walk this earth again. Ichigo didn't really think he could have really made those sacrifices that Yamamoto probably had made over the centuries; could he really stand here and say that he could sacrifice his friends to make sure any evil that came forward was dead? He shook his head instantly at that thought. He knew he couldn't, every friend and comrade that he made over the years was something that he could never allow himself to sacrifice to make sure someone was dead. Maybe that's what made Yamamoto stronger than him, or maybe that little trait of his that would never seem to leave him was something that made him stronger then Yamamoto-ji-san. Either way, he didn't know the answer to either question that was running through his head.

The one think that he would never forget was that he could not let those two live, from what they did to him and everyone he care about was a death sentence that he swore to himself that he was going to carry out no matter how long it took for him to accomplish it. Two years ago during his final battle with Aizen, for some odd reason that he was disgust with, he could not let himself kill Aizen. It wasn't the matter that he didn't kill before, because he had killed even before his final battle with Aizen. Maybe for some reason he thought that if he would kill Aizen, he thought that he was going to make himself fall to his level. He shook his head at that, knowing what he was saying wasn't true, only a false lie that he kept telling himself.

The true reason on why he didn't kill Aizen was because he wanted that bastard to suffer for the rest of his life, suffer the same way that he had made Orihime when he had manage to kidnap her without them even noticing it. What he had done to Orihime was unforgiveable, and the orange haired shinigami was going to make sure that he suffered for it. The brunt orange haired air-head that loved him with everything she had was a person that didn't belong in battles of death and destruction; somewhat that kind didn't need to be in the mist of any of that. She didn't have the heart nor would she allow herself to kill anyone, no matter if that person had done something cruel to her. That a trait that he had come to admire about her, even though the enemy ha hurt her, she would even heal that enemy if they were killed before her.

Rukia

Just like Orihime, the midget that he had sacrificed his life for was another person that he cared about more than anything that he failed to protect. He had tried with everything he had, pushing his body to its limit just to make it towards her, to not let her died before his eyes. But he had failed utterly, the only thing he had accomplish was watching as Juha Bach cut Rukia in half before blowing her body up, not even allowing him to give her a proper burial for her body. Even though her death was mere inches away from her, breathing down her neck like a cruel snake ready to strike down its prey. Rukia did not cry out or had a trace of fear on her face, she turn around to look down towards him with a smile on her face, saying those words that mean so much, along with saying the words that was going to hunt him for the rest of his life…

I love you baka

It was his fault no matter what anyone tried to tell him, during that time of battle that bastard Juha Bach was trying to capture him and no one else. To his disgust and shame, he didn't even notice the bastard behind him before it was too late for him to do anything. The only thing that notice him towards it was the scream of pain that was tore through Rukia's lips, just before she was snatch over the town for ever one to see how she was killed. The only thing he could remember seeing at that current moment was Rukia's severed arm falling inches before his eyes, which were cut off by Juha Bach's attack that was met for him. He felt utterly useless and nothing but a failure, the two people other than his family that cared about him was killed before his eyes, and he could do nothing but watch as it was committed.

The orange haired snarled in rage, feeling the cold unrealistic rage build within him as he could remember the look on that bastards face. The cold sadistic look he case towards his way just before he cut Rukia in half, just seconds after Rukia had told him that she love him. The bastard didn't stop there; the heartless bastard didn't even allow Rukia's body to even be more or left alone. He dropped from the sky next to Rukia's body, even though the life was already leaving her dark purple eyes. He pointed his finger towards her body and releases a beam of reiatsu that blasted her body into nothingness, not even caring that she had family that was screaming out towards him to get away from her.

What seem like hours before that, he could see remember the same seen happening before him when he had thought Orihime had praised as well. That bastard that he had let live to suffer had come back for her, seemly trying to finish what he had wanted before he was defeated by him. He had saw hit before Aizen had even move, he had seen that bastard's dark brown eyes trace over towards Orihime with nothing but heartless and merciless intent filled in them. He was moving towards both Orihime and Uryu before he had even realize, trying with all his might and being to get their before that bastard does. But those prides less worthless pawns that followed those bastards got in his way for an instant, giving Aizen all the time he needed to appear before his friends.

That bastard Uryu had tried with all his might to make sure Aizen didn't get anywhere near Orihime, but he was ambush by hundreds of Quinces soldiers and Hollows that Aizen and order towards him. The orange haired shinigami could still remember that Uryu was running out of reiatsu to even be able to defend himself, he had use the last bit of his reiatsu to create and explosion that wipe out every Quincy and Hollow that stood before him. Giving your life to protect someone that was close to you were the most prideful thing one person could do, and Uryu had done it without even hesitating on that he wanted to live. He had screamed out for him to stop, knowing just exactly what he was about to do, but the bastard just wouldn't listen to him no matter how much he roared to him to stop. The only answer he received from the black haired Quincy was him tilting his head to the side with a bloody smirk on his face, just before he had unleashed the explosion around his body.

He watched Orihime rush towards the explosion just before it went off; trying with all her power to make sure she protected Uryu from his own blast. Just like before, he had screamed with all his might for her to stop, but she had done the same thing Uryu had did only seconds before her. She had smiled at him like she always did, eyes filled with tears just before she rushed into the explosion, bathed in a blue light of reiatsu. In just mere seconds he had lost two of his most trusted friends, either of them that he could not protect no matter how much he pushed his body to do it. He despised those bastards, and with all the power he had in his body and soul, he was going to make sure that that suffered the ultimate consequences for what they had done.

Standing just a few feet away from the orange haired shinigami; Masaki could feel the mix emotions that were over flowing through her son's body. Even though she was keeping this cold exterior up before her, inside she was sadden that this had happen to her son and family. This life he was currently living was something that she or no mother wanted her child to live; she had wanted him to live a normal life without any problems of the supernatural. But mistakes from his families past had clouded back towards him, mistakes that was too much and dark for a boy his age to handle. Her crimson eyes lost a bit of light in them, filling with nothing but shame for letting this life fall on her child.

'Would you feel ashamed of me for doing this to my only son Ka-san?' Masaki thought to herself sadly, remembering distant memories of her own mother. 'How would you act as well if you found out about this as well Tou-san?'

Two-hundred years ago during that blood thirsty war that killed and hunted families for his, the orange haired shinigami had fought with everything she had to make sure her family would never suffer the same fate. When the war first started; Masaki herself was nothing but a brutal killer to all that had the courage and strength to stand and fight her. Even though some they had what it took to fight her, she would cut them down without even gazing back or any remorse in her body. She would look down upon them with nothing but coldness in her eyes, finishing them off without any sort of regret or pity, even if they begged for the lives to be spared. During the first beginning years of that war, she had turned herself into one of the ultimate killer that both Quincy and Youkai feared.

She knew instantly what her son was feeling, even though it wasn't on a similar and drastic state, she had gone through something during her life the same as him. She kept her gaze focus on him, knowing exactly what he was doing at the current moment. He was focusing all his hatred towards Aizen and Juha Bach, but without him even noticing it he was attack himself while directing damage on others as well. In as instant from where she was standing, her from completely vanishes from where it was before reappearing directly in Ichigo face.

The orange haired shinigami before her said nothing; he just looked down at her with a raged but painful expression on his face. She titled her head to the side, her crimson eyes looking deeply within her son to see he was suffering more than what a young man his age was supposed to be feeling. The orange haired samurai quickly stabbed Tenro into the ground next to her and without a moment's hesitation; she wrapped both her arms around her son. She said nothing for a moment, just feeling as her sons whole from began trembling without a care in the world. In her presences, he no longer needed to keep this front up anymore; he no longer needed to hold all the emotions that were running through his body.

Ichigo knew he needed to let them go at some point during his life, but he didn't think his entire being would allow himself to do something like that. Even if his life was being tormented with the constant memories of his family and friends death, he could not allow his body to fall so far where he wanted to end it all. He had to kill them, he had to slaughter everyone and everything that allied or swore their loyalty to those two. Their lives met nothing to this world if they even allow themselves to do that, and Ichigo swore to himself that he was going to be the shinigami that took them from this world. They would suffer those two bastards and anyone that was with them as well.

The orange haired shinigami stepped back, releasing himself from the warm embrace of his mother that he was happy to feel again. His chocolate brown eyes found his mother crimson one to find that her eyes were feel with sadness, he twitch a bit, feeling that he was responsible for that look in her eyes. "I'm okay mom," He said to her with a somewhat sad voice. "There's no need for you to worry about me, I'm okay even though I may not look it."

"It's my duty as your mother to care and worry about you Ichi-kun," She replied back with a bit of force.

Ichigo shook his head, giving his mother a small but sad smile. "I know. You use to do that all the time when you were alive with me." He answered her, "But I'm okay mom."

Masaki shook her head, stepping forward and rubbing her hand a bit against her son's cheek. "No you're not Ichi-kun," She shot back. "Your hate is direct towards Aizen and Juha Bach, but you are also focusing your hate on yourself as well. Doing something like that is hurting you more than you realize, you need to stop directing your anger towards yourself when what happen wasn't your fault."

Ichigo said nothing to his mother, knowing that every word she had just spoken was nothing but the truth. After the massacre that happened in Soul Society and Karakura, he had been directly his anger and shame towards his self for his failure. His mind and body had thought that since he had fail the one thing that his life was about, it was going to make him suffer by destroy his own body with his shame. This was his punishment for his failure, something that his body had come up with to make himself suffer for every life he could have saved. The orange haired shinigami accepted all of it, knowing that he deserved every ounce of sleepless nights and pain he goes through.

He shook his head, keeping his gaze on nothing else but his mother. "I can't do that mom," He told her with the same look in his eyes. "This is my punishment and mine alone; I can't allow myself to not hurt somewhat from what happen to all them. For some sick twisted reason I do not know or want to know, my mind and body won't allow myself not to suffer somewhat like they did before those two bastards killed them." He smiled at his mom, "I'm grateful that even now you're worried about me, but let me suffer through my own pain, this is the only way that I can somewhat get over what happen to them and you as well."

"Ichi-kun you don't have to do this to yourself," Masaki said… pleading with him a bit not to do this. "You don't have to shoulder this pain of yours by yourself, which is something that no one should do to themselves."

"That is something that I decide myself to carry mom," The orange haired shinigami told her with the same small smile on his face. "Don't worry though, I won't allow myself to die just yet, not before I kill those two."

"…" The orange haired samurai couldn't say anything; this was something that she could not stop him from doing. No matter how much she would plead for him to stop, the mother could see that he would never stop letting himself suffer for what happen. Masaki hated those two with everything she had; she hated them for what they had done to her son. They had no right to pull something like this onto a boy who had nothing to do with what happen back then. She could help but feel like this was somewhat her fault as well; maybe if she didn't make that promise with him then none of this he was doing to himself would be happening.

Ichigo saw the long in his mother's eyes, and for some reason he could tell what she was thinking. "Don't mom," He said to her suddenly. "That promise I made to protect anyone that I came to care about was something that drove me to becoming stronger. Don't ever thing that that promise was your fault, that one promise was the one thing that kept me going and growing stronger through the years."

The orange haired samurai before him smiled a bit, but he could still clearly see that she was still blaming herself a bit. "You're just like your father Ichi-kun," She giggled a bit as she looked him in the eyes. "That man always knew the right moment when to say the right words to me."

"The old man always did have that gift mom," He said, snorting a bit as memories of his father clouded his mind a bit. "Even if he was a bit crazy"

The smiled on Masaki's face widen more, and she could feel giggles escaping from her mouth. "He was somewhat always like that," She said remembering her husband. A moment later her eyes fell a bit, something that Ichigo took notice of. "For all it's worth Ichi-kun, for the past mistakes of your family, I'm sorry that it leads up to you suffering like this. A crisis like this was something that me and your father never wanted you to go through, if we could have foreseen this then we would have tried to stop it with ever last bit of power we had."

Ichigo shook his head, folding his arms over his chest as he looked at his mother. "Don't fault yourself for something that you could not see mom," He said just before his eyes narrowed darkly. "Just know that I will seek vengeance against those two bastards for everything they did to everyone I cared about."

Masaki sighed a bit, but a smile found its way on her face. "I know," She answered truthfully. "This is something that I cannot stop you from doing, but I will help you get what you want." She smirked a bit, her eyes glowing a bit.

Ichigo raised a brow at that, narrowing his eyes a bit as he stared at his mother. "What do you mean you're going to help me mom?" He asked in somewhat confusion.

"Don't worry about trying to figure out how I'm going to help you," She told him. "Just know that I will tell you everything after I finish telling you about the war two-hundred years ago."

Ichigo nodded his head towards his mother, gaining back the same cold look in his eyes as before everything that just happen. He was still truly interested on why Yamamoto-ji-san set out himself with this group of his to wipe out most of the Youkai World, for a decision like that something must have happen. The old man was wise beyond most; he just wouldn't make a decision like that just because he didn't like someone. The only possible answer was that the Youkai cause something to happen for Yamamoto-ji-san to case out and extermination order. They had to have threatened the human population of the world, or they somehow had threatened the Soul Society as a whole, giving Yamamoto-ji-san no other choice but to wipe them out.

"You are right about one thing Ichi-kun," Masaki continued. "Two-hundred years ago, during that time of war, Yamamoto did form a group to follow just his exact orders without question."

The orange haired shinigami standing before her said nothing for a minute, going over the information that his mother had just told him. Something just wasn't making all that sense to him at all, it wasn't that he was stupid and that he just didn't want to listen, he truly wanted to know why this extermination was giving out by his grandfather. Since he had met the old man, the aura he gave off was insanely powerful, but it also gave off a feeling that he would protect anything that he deemed precious to himself, someone similar to what he always fought for. From what his mother had told him, Yamamoto was one of the most feared killers throughout countless centuries since he's been Sotaicho. Ichigo shook his head a bit, growling in annoyance at the foolish thoughts that were entering his mind.

"So this group you're talking about Ka-san," The orange haired shinigami replied, his still narrowed coldly as he looked at his mother. "We're you apart of this group as well?"

The smirk on the orange haired samurai's face grew, casing her head to the side as she looked at her oldest child. "You are correct about that Ichi-kun," She confirmed. "I was a part of that group, along with several others that you have very close connection with."

Cold chocolate brown eyes narrowed even further at that, "What do you mean by that Ka-san?" He asked her. "And why would you be a part of a group that was form with nothing but shinigami? That bastard Mikogami told me that when the Quinces had declared war on the Mibu clan, that they made some sort of alliance with the Youkai world to help slaughter the entire Mibu clan."

Masaki nodded her head, her long haired falling over her eyes a bit. "What Mikogami told you was the exact truth," She answered. "The Quinces did something without us really noticing throughout the battles we fought them in"

"What do you mean?"

"Throughout all the battles we fought them in, they weren't really fighting to beat us," His mother explained, causing the young orange haired shinigami to narrow his eyes in suspicion. "They were really fighting for two reasons that I must admit that I was foolish not to pick up back then. "She suddenly raised her left hand, showing one finger towards Ichigo. "The first thing they planned out was to gain Intel on us, learn our fighting techniques, our weakness, how to counter our technique's at the right moment, how long we can last in battle before we collapse." The second finger rose up, "the second part of the plan was from into two parts."

Ichigo suddenly snorted in disgust, "So, during the whole time this bastards were fighting your clan Ka-san, they were gather Intel on the Mibu to be able to use it when it mean the most." He snarled a bit in disgust, "smart bastards."

"Yes, during the many battles we fought against the Quinces, we never thought that they were gathering Intel on us from the beginning to completely wipe us out."

"What was the second part of this plan they came up with Ka-san," Ichigo asked… no demanded from her in a cold voice. The orange haired shinigami really doesn't mean to talk to his mother this kind of way, but for some odd reason he could feel that she was hesitation on telling him what those Quinces bastard had come up with. He could see it in her eyes, even thought she was extremely well at hidden it, he could still see it just barley. It was the same look he gave when something was completely lost to him, something that he knew that he could never get back no matter how much he tried to get it back.

Masaki's eyes narrowed for a moment before she answered, "From as long as I could remember back then, both the Quincy and the Mibu clan have always hated each other for reasons I could say were nothing but foolish." She explained, turning her head a bit to look at the blood red moon that was glowing brightly in the sky. "Both clans were nothing but humans, but each have tried so hard to make sure that they were nothing compare to humans, even though both were nothing but that. The only difference between humans and us, is that are bodies and reiatsu gave us the lives to be able to live far longer than regular humans could in five life times."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes at this, feeling his annoyance grow with every word he was hearing. "I do not want to hear about something so stupid mom," He growled out. "Why are you avoiding the question that I asked you? What was the two-part plan those bastard Quinces set up to start the beginning of that war two-hundred years ago?"

Masaki narrowed her eyes at her son, looking back at him with a cold look in her eyes. "As I said before Ichi-kun, everything I will tell you will be why this war began and what happen after it as well." She told him, "I know you're angry about a lot of things that happen to you in over a year. But if you want your revenge against those two, you cannot rush in without having the right will and power to be able to beat those two." The orange haired samurai stated coldly, "you know this better than anyone that you cannot fight these two rushing in with blind rage. You try that once didn't you? And it failed you in the end when you needed it the most."

Ichigo eyes snapped up towards his mother in surprise, looking at her like he could not believe a word that just came out of her mouth. How could she know what happen back in Karakura Town when those two bastards manage to do what they didn't? Something like that shouldn't be possible. Unless she somehow manage to see what happen back in Karakura Town through the reiatsu he releases in his anger, it seem quite impossible to be able to do something like that. He suddenly shook his head, feeling stupid that he had almost forgotten something so important. He had clashed with his mother just before he believe who she was, maybe through that small connection she might have been able to see what happen back then. It seem impossible to him to be able to do something like that, but he wasn't going to sort out all the possible things you could do through reiatsu.

"How do you know what happen back in Karakura Town?" Ichigo asked, needing to know just how his mother would know something that he would rather forget.

"I will explained that later Ichigo," Masaki ordered coldly. "Now I need you to shut up and just listen to me. Do not let your anger do something that will cloud you from something that you need to know." She smiled a bit once she saw him nod

"As I was saying Ichi-kun, both Quincy and the Mibu were two clans that were much alike then they both would like to think. Quinces were able to use the very Reishi( Spirit Particles) in the air and body as weapons of anything they would want to do; The Mibu was able to transfer their reiatsu into weapons that they created, almost identical to a shinigami's zanpakuto, only thing is that The Mibu clan didn't have a piece of their soul into that blade." A somewhat sad look suddenly feel over Masaki's face, which somewhat confused Ichigo a bit. "Are morals were completely different, but both the Quincy and Mibu clan were regard as the same to all humans back then."

"What do you mean but that?" The orange haired shinigami asked, somewhat confused to know end to what his mother was saying.

"I will explain it in two parts for you Ichi-kun, first I will start with the Quincy." Masaki stated, "The Quincy were scattered all over the world at one time. They were relatives of magic hunters who specialized in the war against Hollows. As you can really see it from their point of view, they were the perfect weapons to fight and completely destroy Hollows. The Quincy believes and still believes that they are the children of Kami (God), that they were placed on earth to protect Humans that could not see or battle Hollows. Be what they thought of themselves to be, their arrogance became to cloud their judgment, and because of this they began to treat humans as nothing but weak ant that needed them to be able to survive in this world."

Ichigo could help but snort at that, "So from what you just told me Ka-san, they believe that they were far better than the human race in every way." He replied, "And because of Human small weakness in not being able to protect themselves from something they cannot see, they began to think that they were nothing but weak fools who need protectors."

Masaki nodded, smiling at bit at her son. "You are correct, they have always thought that way for more than a thousand years." She suddenly narrowed her eyes, "now Mikogami probably told you that the Mibu clan was filled with nothing but power hungry fools didn't he?"

Ichigo nodded at this, narrowing his eyes a bit at the information that he has been waiting to hear from a source that could tell him. For some odd reason he could not allow himself to see his mother coming from a clan that was similar to a group of fools that he hated more than anything, it just didn't sound or feel right to him in any way. "Yes He did tell me that the Mibu clan was filled with nothing but a bunch of arrogant power hungry fools."

Masaki nodded turning her head back towards the blood red moon in the sky. "Everything Mikogami told you about my clan was true Ichi-kun," She confirmed, causing Ichigo's eyes to widen a fraction in shock. "My clan was filled with power hungry fools; you could say rivaled both the Quincy and the Central Forty-six in that regard."

"What?" Ichigo growled out, unfolding his arms from under each other and taking a step forward. "You mean to tell me that The Mibu clan treated humans the same way those bastard Quinces did?"

Masaki nodded towards him, "They were at some point just like the Quincy, but it was very slightly different from one another."

"What do you mean it was different from one another?" Ichigo lashed out a bit, "you just confirmed that those bastards from the Mibu clan were just like the Quinces?"

"They were Ichigo, that is something that I'm not going to sit here and try to deny to you," The orange haired samurai replied. "Three-hundred or so years before the war even started, the Mibu clan was praised as somewhat gods to humans. As the ages past, the Mibu grew in knowledge, skills, and power. They became masters of magic and advanced reiatsu techniques, and eventually their arts allowed them to conquer life and death. They had gained the secrets of eternal youth, near immortality, and the arts to raise the dead. They were the power behind the throne over much of Japan. However, their power became their downfall."

What the orange haired shinigami just heard shouldn't be possible! He thought the only ones that have achieved something like that were shinigami. From what his mother had just told him, this Mibu clan rivaled shinigami in terms of strength and being able to live long lives that some might thing that they are immortal. But what confused him more than ever was what his mother had just said, what did she mean that their power was also their downfall? Did the power they held in their bodies were too much for them to be able to handle? Or was it just something he could figure out at the moment? He really could tell the difference right now.

"What do you mean their downfall mom?" He asked eyes still narrowed as he stared his mother directly in the eyes.

"What I mean is that The Mibu clan turned on themselves, and fought."

The orange haired shinigami's eyes widen in surprise. "What the hell? Do you mean they began to fight themselves?"

Masaki nodded, "fighting against themselves continued on for years. Eventually, their numbers thinned, so they turned their arts to creating battle dolls, bioroids or living constructs to fight with and for them. These too had red eyes, but they were not as complete as those of the original Mibu clan, being a glowing red iris."

"What… the fuck?" Ichigo asked, not being able to hold the shock within is body any longer. "You're telling me they were able to create dolls as you say to be close to living breathing humans?" his mother nodded at that, causing him to grow even more confuse. "Something like that just seem impossible to me for some reason."

Masaki smirked a bit, looking at Ichigo with a knowing look in her ruby red eyes. "What do you mean by that Ichigo?" She asked him, "Something what the Mibu clan did to create battle dolls is not different from what The Gotei did with the creation of Kaizō Konpaku (改造魂魄, Modified Souls), or more commonly referred to as Mod souls, are artificial souls designed to enhance regular Human physiology, making them capable of battling Hollows equally." The smirk on her vanished, being replaced with a cold look. "They were no different from what The Mibu clan did with the Battle Dolls they created, which both Shinigami and Mibu use what they created to fight for them."

Ichigo said nothing, knowing that everything his mother had just said was nothing but the truth. But no matter, it was still somewhat wrong to him the way they would casual try to create something so similar to a living thing. Something like that shouldn't even be put into someone's mind; the only person that should be allowed to have a power like that is god. The orange haired shinigami felt a bit disgusted with both The Gotei and The Mibu clan, feeling that both of them have crossed a border that they shouldn't have allowed themselves to cross. Creating life through scientist means is something that shouldn't be allow by anyone, life should never being allow to be created like that no matter what good things would come out of it.

"But why did they create this Battle dolls?" Ichigo asked. "What was the purpose to create something like this? And what do you mean but glowing red iris?"

His mother said nothing, just point her right hand finger towards her right eye. "It's a pacific trait that you can tell a true Mibu from a Batoru Ningyo (Battle Dolls)." She explained, "The true reason they created Batoru Ningyo (Battle Dolls) were to fight against themselves."

Ichigo snarled a bit in disgust at that, "So they created these damn dolls to be able to fight against themselves?" He asked. "Just what the fuck were wrong with these people?"

"They were sick; they grew too much in their power that they could see themselves to have more power than the other." Masaki explained coldly, "As time passed, the Mibu clan's numbers became fewer and fewer. Eventually, the battle dolls began to believe themselves to 'be' the real Mibu clan, with only the highest ranking among them knowing the truth of their existence."

"So they wipe themselves out over nothing but foolishness?"

"Yes, that's exactly what they did to themselves." His mother replied, "Also, the crimson eyes that marked them as being of the Mibu clan faded away, along with much of the Mibu's clan's innate power. Eventually, a flaw in the battle doll's creation manifested itself in what became known as the Shi no Yamai (Death Disease)."

The orange haired shinigami raised an eyebrow at that, somewhat confused at what his mother had just said, "Death Disease?" He repeated in confusion. "So you're saying these Battle Dolls weren't as perfect as the True Mibu clan thought?"

"No, they weren't." Masaki answered, "It's an illness that drained the strength from its victim, eventually killing them. Even with are arts, the Mibu clan could not stop it from taking lives. Eventually, only one bloodline of the true Mibu remained, and that was eventually reduced to a single child. The child was the first in generations to be born with the crimson eyes of the clan, but only the lesser form. Because of these eyes, and the fact that with his birth, he was the first in generations to be born as a true Mibu, not created like a battle doll. That single birth was of Onime No Kyo."

"Onime No Kyo? Who the hell is this person?" Ichigo asked.

Masaki smirked, "He's my father Ichi-kun, which would make him your grandfather." She announced, shocking her son a bit. "Just like Yamamoto, he was a demon with a blade, rivaled even the Sotaicho in strength."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, "I find that very fucking hard to believe mom." He stated darkly, "Yamamoto-ji-san strength was feared by even the people in the Soul Society, you're going to tell me that your father rivaled a man with that much experience in strength?"

"I have no reason to lie to you Ichi-kun, but maybe I lead you in the wrong way with saying something like that." Masaki said, "My father did rival the current Yamamoto that you have witness in strength, but I cannot really say that about that in Yamamoto's prime." She suddenly paused for a moment, before smirking down at her son. "To tell the honest truth, I really don't know how powerful my father was either. Both he or Yamamoto never really showed their true strength to many."

"You're telling me the Yamamoto-ji-san's strength weakened over the years?"

Masaki nodded, "Yes it did. There's no telling how strong Yamamoto was back then, a thousand years ago when the Gotei was first being established." She said, "But as I was telling you Ichi-kun. The battles were growing increasingly more violent. Before long the True Mibu Clan was concerned with nothing but war. Their beautiful streets turned into battlegrounds. To ensure that the created Mibu would not turn on their creators, they imprinted them to show absolute loyalty. Some called them battle dolls, but this was not the case. They were exquisitely crafted creatures stronger, more beautiful, longer lasting, each one of them bearing amazing power, they were even given red eyes. After the long war was over the Mibu began to wonder if they had gone down the wrong path. There were so few of the True Mibu, and so many of the battle dolls crudely mimicking their red eyes. In time the battle dolls turned on them too. The True Mibu Clan was driven to the brink of extinction and the truth was swept away.

Ichigo snorted, crossing his arms back over his chest and glaring coldly at his mother. "So the same things they manage to create came to be their destruction."

"Yes, with only the battle dolls left, believing that they were the Mibu clan, they began to wonder about many things in the world." Masaki stated, "They studied the Yin-Yang Form, originated from Taoism, and Alchemy, which came from ancient Egypt. And they became well versed in every single curse and healing art. At first the Mibu Clan used to share its talent and knowledge to the people and even lived among them. But, time flows fast, their relationship started to change. The immortal Mibu Clan started to look down on those with mortal lives and forgot what it meant to be human. Their feelings towards life became a thirst for knowledge and power. And soon before anyone noticed they became the controllers and the humans controlled. It came to where the battle dolls forgot what they had once been. Eventually they came together and the Mibu Clan was reformed the mysterious clan that secretly controlled Japan's history." Her cold ruby eyes grew dark as she looked at her son, "they became the exact copy of the Quincy, and the only difference was that they took it a step further than them."

"Controlled Japan's history?" The orange haired shinigami asked in confusion. "You mean to tell me that they became to power hungry that they started to control the very history of a country, and the humans that live in it?" He couldn't believe what he was hearing, something like that just seem so impossible to him for some reason.

His mother eyes remained dark as she stared at him, "yes Ichi-kun. Ever since the Taika era, it's been controlled Japan's history from the shadows. It was an external rule that remained constant. Despite changes in era, or changes in emperors when the Taira clan became too arrogant, they lent their strength to the Minamotos and secretly controlled the Kamakura Shogunate. When Kamakura began to decline, they propped up the Ashikagas and immediately changed this country to the Muromachi Bakufu. The Mibu clan controlled everything in this manner. It should have lasted forever but eventually, the balance was gradually lost because of one man, my father. He initiated the changes at Honnoji temple. Oda Nobunaga was slated to be the next ruler. But my father killed him and from then on; Japan's history was unexpectedly altered.

"Your father killed someone when he was only a child?" Ichigo asked, somewhat not believing that a child could kill a grown man.

His mother nodded, "even as a child, my father was stronger than most. He was able to rival grown men in strength, along with skill."

Ichigo nodded a bit, not having anything else to say. Even if it did sound a bit none believable, he had no choice but to believe in what his mother was telling him.

Masaki smiled a bit at him before she continued, "But the Mibu didn't trouble themselves with such minor errors. At the Battle of Sekigahara they didn't want to control the west or east army they wanted to revive Nobunaga to let everything return to the way it should be. But they didn't expect my father to interfere with history in such complex ways that it couldn't be restored. It finally evolved and allowed Tokagawa Ieyasu's army to emerge victorious. Ieyasu doesn't listen to orders of the Mibu at all, he controls Japan entirely according to his own will. He's the first person who dared to oppose the Mibu Clan, which created Japan, and controlled it until his son took the title from him."

"Who stopped them then mom?" Ichigo asked. "Who stopped the Mibu clan from thinking that they were the rulers of Japan?"

Masaki smiled, but unlike the other Ichigo has seen from his mother, this one was filled with pride along with happiness. "My father did, along with the group of people that followed him. He went to where the Mibu clan laid dormant and defeat each Battle doll that stood in his way, not stopping until he reached The Sendai Aka no Ou (Former Crimson King)."

"Who the hell is that?"

"The Aka no Ou is the leader of the Mibu Clan. He controls everything about the clan, and has absolute power and authority. He's said to be the reincarnation of the 'truth', to the Mibu Clan he's god." The orange haired samurai explained, "My father said that he had made a promise to him. That if he ever led down the wrong path and became evil that he wanted my father to kill him."

Ichigo nodded a bit, "so the true reason your father went back was not to take control of the Mibu clan." He said, "The true reason that he went back was to keep a promise to an old friend." He suddenly smirked, which caught his mother by surprise a bit. "Got to say, that sounds like something I would have done for any of my friends."

Masaki chuckled a bit, "Yes. You do remind me of my father a bit Ichi-kun," She said. "You hold that same look and scowl on your face that he always did." Ichigo scowled a bit, but said nothing to deny what his mother had just said.

"So from everything you just told me, your father went there to just keep a promise to an old friend." Ichigo started, "but what came to him to be the leader of the Mibu Clan?"

Masaki smirked, "Why do you think my father was the Head of the Mibu clan Ichi-kun?" She asked.

"He defeated the Aka no Ou," The orange haired shinigami answered. "It just sounds right to me for the man who defeated the last ruler to become just that."

"You are right Ichi-kun; my father was the Leader of the Clan during the war two-hundred years ago." His mother confirmed, "But the only reason he took that position was because of my mother. She wanted to change the Mibu for the better, make it into a clan like it had been before the Mibu became too arrogant." The smile on her face suddenly changed into a dark smirk, "but even with the changes my mother wanted, not all of them became to pass like she had wanted."

Ichigo eyes narrowed at that, but kept his mouth shut. He knew something was about to be said, something about how the war truly began all those years ago. Even though Mikogami had given him reliable information, that bastard still did not give him what he truly needed to know about this war.

"The first part of their second plan was while we didn't even notice," His mother started to explain, "was to form a temporary alliance with the Youkai World."

The orange haired shinigami's eyes narrowed in annoyance, not seemly getting how those bastard Quinces were able to form an alliance without the Mibu not even noticing it. "They were able to form an alliance without any of you noticing this?" He asked the annoyance still clearly in his voice. "Another thing I need to know Ka-san is who they form this alliance with? There different types of Youkai in the world. Forming an alliance with one race doesn't evolve the whole Youkai world."

Masaki nodded, "you're correct Ichi-kun. But back then during those times two-hundred years ago, the strongest race in the Youkai world did control it with absolute authority." Her eyes darken considerably, causing her son to tense up a small bit. "There were two clans or races that rules over the Youkai world, the other one was wipe out before the war started by unknown means. The clan that the Quinces made the alliance with two-hundred years ago was the Shuzen family, the ruling of the vampire nation and the Youkai realm."

The orange haired shinigami scoffed at this, not in the least bit surprise to know that it was that bastard's clan that ruled over the Youkai World during the time of the war. "If I'm correct, then it was that bastard Issa who ruled over the Youkai realm during the time of the war." He asked, not truly knowing what he was saying was the truth.

Masaki laughed a bit, but it was filled with nothing but dark intent. "No, Issa during the time of the war was nothing more than a commander of a region of vampire's and any other youkai that followed his rule during the time." She stated, still smirking for some reason that Ichigo could not understand. "It was his father that ruled over the Shuzen family and Youkai world, you can say that Issa was nothing more than a Prince back then."

Ichigo looked at his mother in curiosity, "was this father of his powerful?" He asked in a still somewhat cold voice. He was suddenly getting use to controlling his feeling around his mother, being able to see her again was something that he should whole dear with the little time he does be able to see her. "You said that he was the leader of the entire Youkai world, a figure like that just had to be strong to be able to rule over them like that."

"He was extremely powerful Ichi-kun," His mother answered him. "But the truth about him was that he was nothing but a pawn"

"What?" The orange haired shinigami asked in surprise.

Masaki nodded, looking at her son with the cold look in her eyes again. "Yes. Masaru Shuzen was nothing more than a single pawn, a vampire in his own clan being use to make the clan and Youkai realm look good towards others."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, not knowing was to truly believe what his mother was saying to him. Could what his mother really being saying his true? Just how in the hell can the leader of an entire race of Youkai and vampire's be nothing more than a pawn? It just truly didn't make since to Ichigo the way his mother was telling him. The orange haired shinigami thought that there was someone stronger than even him leading the clan on from the darkness, but he but that thought to the side. If someone was using this Masaru person as a pawn, then he must have been using him to lead everything away from him. He narrowed his eyes a bit before scowling at himself, something like that did make perfect sense if you didn't want anything lead back to you. But who in the hell could it be to be able to control the strongest vampire during that time?

"This unknown person that was controlling Masaru from the darkness," The orange haired shinigami asked, feeling his hatred began to rise with every thought of that bitch. "Could this person you're talking about Ka-san be Akasha Bloodriver?" He asked darkly, eyes beginning to bleed crimson without him even noticing it.

"No." His mother deny, speaking just a darkly as Ichigo himself. The orange haired shinigami faulted for a moment, looking at his mother in confusion. The way she just sounded to him, it almost sounded like his mother hated Akasha more than even he did. "Akasha was extremely powerful during the time, one of the only people I fought to be able to match me in raw power along. But she wasn't the one that was controlling him"

"Then who the hell it could be?!" Ichigo snapped, getting tired of this.

"Alucard the strongest vampire in existence during the time of the war two-hundred years ago," The orange haired samurai stated with so much hatred that Ichigo felt a small shiver of fear run down his spine. He felt himself scowl at that, but could help as he never seen his mother look like this before. It was that he was scared of the way she was looking and specking, it was that it was like he was looking at an exact copy of himself.

He suddenly narrowed his eyes a bit, looking at his mother with a clam but cold look in his eyes. "I heard that name from Mikogami," He replied. "He said that was a powerful vampire that tried to take over the world two-hundred years ago. Did he try to use this war as a way to be able to accomplish this?"

"Yes," His mother growled out a bit, the cold look in her eyes growing with every second that passed. "But not in the way you may think Ichi-kun"

"What do you mean by that?" Her son asked her in confusion.

"He did use the war to his benefit, but not the way that you think to gain power for his clan or race." Masaki stated, clenching her fist in fury. "He used the war in a cruel and sick way, suing it to gain power for himself so he could wipe out the entire Human race."

If he was surprise at what he just hear, the orange haired shinigami didn't let a single of his shock show on his face. His face darken considerably at what he heard, finding it a bit hard for someone to be able to think of something like that. He would thought this Alucard bastard would want to rule the world over the Human race, and use them as nothing but a food supply for other vampires and Youkai. But from what his mother had just said, that bastard didn't want any of that. He wanted to completely wipe out ever trace of the Human race from the face of the world, he clenched his fist in fury at the thought of this bastard.

"So this war that happened two-hundred years ago was nothing but a sick game to him?" Ichigo asked, voice gaining a dark tent to it just like his mother. "What power was he seeking? Something to make him far more powerful then he already was."

"Alucard was already an extremely powerful vampire during his time and long before that," His mother stated. "But the power he had at his disposal hadn't been enough for him, to be able to go through with wiping out the entire Human Race, he needed far more power then he already had." His mother's eyes began to bleed crimson, completely taking over even the white of her eyes as well. An incredible bloodlust suddenly filled the air and on instinct, Ichigo unleashed his reiatsu around his body to be able to handle it.

'Damn it!' The orange haired shinigami swore, looking at his mother in a whole new light. 'I knew she was strong, but even this was beyond even what I thought.' He gritted his teeth, trying desperately to force his own bloodlust from completely taken over his own body. 'Just from the release of it, she able to make my own bloodlust be able to try and take over my body. Just how strong are you mom?'

"To be able to get what he truly wanted out of The Tengoku Senso no Geto (Four Gates of Heaven War), he ordered Masaru to accept the alliance with the Quinces' without any delay on his part."

Ichigo said nothing, but was a bit curious on why the war Two-hundred years ago was called that. "It may have taken longer than he wanted with the Alliance with the Quincy, but he was all but pleased when Masaru and Haschwald had come to a truce with one another." Masaki explained

Ichigo eyes widen in extreme hatred at that name and without warning, a large amount of killer intent blasted out him for a moment. "That shouldn't be possible!" He all put snapped in cold fury. "From what I seen, that bastard as never left the side of that bastard Juha Bach. Why would he be the leader of the Quinces' during the war?"

Masaki scowled darkly, "It was nothing but a test Ichi-kun." She replied, "The Vandenreich wanted nothing to do with the war back then. They stayed hidden, hiding from The Gotei and given exact orders for the Quincy that was battling during the war."

"Did this bastard fight?" Ichigo asked, his hatred becoming hard for him to control the longer they spoke about him.

Masaki shook her head, "No he did not fight in either battle. From what I saw back then and what I think, Juha Bach only gave him orders to lead the Quincy to be able to collect the data he needed on my clan. From what he wanted from my can is still unknown to me to this day, but from whatever he wanted from my clan, he manage to collect it after my clan was wipe out."

"I knew it"

The orange haired samurai paused for a moment, her right eyebrow rising in curiously at her sons suddenly reply. "What do you mean by that Ichi-kun?" She asked him.

Ichigo gritted his teeth, feeling stupid that he didn't figure this out before any of this "I have been thinking about this for a long time, even before Mikogami told me about what happen in the war two-hundred years ago." He replied coldly, "I always wonder why that bastard Juha Bach never showed his face during the war two-hundred years ago or those cowards from The Vandenreich. The Quincy that fought in the war two-hundred years ago were nothing but test subjects, tools to be used to study how both the Mibu Clan work and fight, along with how much The Gotei thirteen as changed over a thousand years."

Masaki looked at her son in surprise, looking both shook and impress that the orange haired shinigami was able to figure that much out. "Good job Ichi-kun," She smiled at him. "I never would have thought you would have been able to figure that much out with so little information I gave you." She giggled at him, "my little man his smarter than even I would have thought to be."

Ichigo's eyes twitch at that, but smirked nonetheless, but it was dark smirk filled with bloodlust. "Thanks mom," He said a bit softly. "I would have never figure much of this without the information you gave me, it help out more than you think it would." A glare suddenly took over his eyes, "But that's not all I figure out Ka-san."

The smiled on Masaki face disappeared quickly, being replaced with a cold calculate look in her eyes. "What do you mean Ichi-kun?"

"That wasn't the only reason he sent that bastard Haschwald to be the leader of those Quincy back then was it?" The orange haired shinigami asked darkly. "I may be wrong about this, but the other reason I think he sent Haschwald to be the leader of the Quincy back then was to pick individuals that were strong enough to be in the Vandenreich."

The orange haired samurai's eyes widen, looking at her son in completely shock at what he had just told her. Everything he had just said was nothing but the truth, back then she didn't know much about Juha Bach was planning for the Quinces'. It was odd to her and the others back then on why he never try to come in and fought with his own kind, but from what she and the other's concluded was that he didn't even care about them. Her son standing only a couple of feet away from her had said everything that Juha Bach did back then, it still amazed her that he was able to think that quickly on his feet like that. She suddenly narrowed her eyes a bit, looking at her son more calculate as he stood with that dark smirk on his face.

That look and stance reminded her so much of her father that it was hurting her to look

"You're absolutely correct on everything you just said Ichi-kun," Masaki stated. "My father and Yamamoto had thought of the same thing as well when they would talk, but Yamamoto still believe like my father that there was no way he should be alive."

The orange haired shinigami narrowed his eyes at that, folding his arms over his chest as he looked directly into his mother eyes. "What do you mean by that? From what I heard from Kyoraku, he told me that Yamamoto-ji-san failed to kill Juha Bach a thousand years ago."

"Yamamoto did fail to kill him a thousand years ago," His mother said eyes cold as ice as she stared him directly in the eyes. "But that doesn't mean that he didn't hit him with enough force to have him on the edge of death."

"What?" Ichigo asked, now confused at what his mother just told him. "If what you said was true, then how is that bastard still alive?" He asked before narrowing his eyes at his mother. "Another thing I want to know is how your father was alive during the time Yamamoto-ji-san fought Juha Bach a thousand years ago?"

Masaki shook her head, "you miss understand what I'm trying to say Ichi-kun." She stated, "My father fought Yamamoto before to a stalemate, he knows most of Yamamoto's abilities more than anyone. My father knew better than anyone that you could not allow Yamamoto's Bankai (卍解, Final Release) to hit you no matter what, if you did then it met instant death for anyone."

Ichigo looked at his mother in surprise, he always knew when it came to power, no one that he knew could rival the old man in that department. But from what his mother just told him, if Yamamoto just touches you once with his Bankai, then it met that you were dead before you even notice it. The way it sounded was unbelievable to anyone who would hear it, he never heard of a Bankai being able to kill someone with just a simple touch. He suddenly gritted his teeth in pain, feeling an immense headache start to boil up.

The orange haired shinigami shook his head a bit, standing up straight and facing his mother again. "Something like that from what you told me just doesn't sound possible," He said still a bit shock. "Was Yamamoto-ji-san's Bankai really that powerful?"

Masaki nodded, "Yes. Yamamoto's Bankai was truly that powerful, but it also came with a draw back as well."

Ichigo's eyes narrowed, "What do you mean?" He asked.

"What I mean Ichi-kun is that Yamamoto cannot use his Bankai as long as he would want." His mother replied, "If he does use it longer than what is necessary, he might destroy both the area he's in, along with everyone that is around him just by standing near him."

Ichigo curse mentally for a moment, thinking just how far he was behind his grandfather in power. From what his mother had said about his other grandfather as well, he must have been the only person to be able to fight and stand around Yamamoto-ji-san while he was using his Bankai. He clenched his fist in fury, raising to his fist and looking at it directly. He needed to get stronger, no matter how much he said it to others and himself, he knew he was nowhere near able to kill both Juha Bach and Aizen. He may be able to fight Aizen on even grounds, but Juha Bach was on a whole different level then that traitorous bastard.

"Alucard," Ichigo snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his mother. "The second part of the Quinces' plan was to use my mother's treaty to be able to get close to her and a major of the Mibu clans army."

"You're mother?" The orange haired shinigami looked confused. "What does your mother have to do with this?"

Masaki sighed a bit, a heavy feeling suddenly weighting down on her shoulders. "My mother was a kind hearted woman that is seen once every few decades, being able to show some of the cruelest men this world as every seen kindness." She chuckled a bit, but it was filled with bitterness. "That is one of the things I inherited from her, something I held dear and was proud of once I was alive."

Despite everything that was happen at the moment, the orange haired shinigami felt himself smile. The way his mother was talking about his grandmother reminded him of Orihime along with Moka as well, two other women in his life that he cares for. "You're mother sounds like a beautiful woman Ka-san," He said.

His mother smiled at him, turning her gaze towards the blood red moon in the sky. "She was," The orange haired shinigami said softly. "My mother hated fighting more than anyone, something else that I inherited from her. She wanted to end the fighting between the Quincy and the Mibu clan, but my father wanted to hear no such thing about it." She chuckled a bit, "But my mother was determined to go through with what she wanted. Without my father knowing, she used some of the people in the Mibu that followed her to make a connection with the Quinces' to set up a truce. When my mother told me about what she was doing, I thought she was going out of the line to be able to create a treaty of peace between two clans that hated each other."

Ichigo shook his head, "you tried to stop her from doing what she wanted to do." He mentally curses for his grandmother's foolishness. "But she went through with what she wanted to do didn't she?"

Masaki nodded, "yes my mother did. But even if she wanted to go through with this, I wasn't going to allow her to do this by herself." She suddenly clenched her fist, "I believe at the time that the Quincy were never going to accept a treaty between them and the Mibu clan, but I was caught by surprise that they wanted to make a treaty with one another. During the time I thought nothing of it, just happy that my mother's dream was going to be fulfilled."

Suddenly, without warning, Ichigo watched as his mother's eyes burn completely crimson red, over shadowing ever trace of white in her eyes. The overwhelming bloodlust that came slammed into the area around them in an unbelievable force, causing Ichigo's eyes to widen in completely surprise. This bloodlust was stronger than anything he had ever felt, completely overwhelming the bloodlust that he himself usually emits from his own body.

"I was foolish not to see what they were planning," Masaki said, teeth clenched tight as she stared at the moon in the sky. "They use my mother's kindness to their advantage, luring her out of the protection of our home and bringing her towards one of their areas." She snarled a bit, which shocked her son a bit. "A fortress where my father could not get to us in time"

Ichigo gritted his teeth, "Ka-san you need to calm down." He said, "I know you're angry about this, and I know this is bringing out memories that you want to forget, but you need to not let it get to you." He knew he had no right to say something like that because even though he was telling his mother this, he knew himself was going to allow himself to forget those memoires in his head.

Masaki's eyes widen and the bloodlust that she was releasing suddenly stop completely. She shook for a moment before turning towards her son, looking at him with a sadden look in her eyes. "Sorry about that Ichi-kun," She apologies. "It's just-"

"Your mother was killed by those bastards wasn't she?"

Masaki shook her head, "No."

Ichigo looked surprise by this, "What do you mean?" he asked.

Masaki closed her eyes for a moment, a second later she open them with all traces of sadness gone in them. "My mother accepted the Quinces' request to meet them in one of their fortress, I pleaded with her not to go through with this but she would not listen not matter what."

Ichigo scoffed a bit, feeling anger rise throughout his body. "That was crazy of her to accept something like that from those bastards." He all but snapped

Masaki nodded, "She wouldn't hear any of that. The words she spoke were that to lead to peace is that you must trust the one you want to make peace with, not trusting them will lead to hate, which would further lead to war." She sighed a bit, "I gave in to what she was saying. But I went with her, along with a small but large platoon of samurai as well."

Ichigo's eyes narrowed, "Something happen didn't it."

"Yes, when we arrive we were ambush by hundreds of both Youkai and Quinces'." Masaki announced, her voice gaining a dark intent to it.

"So the second part of this plan of theirs was to ambush and wipe you all out," Ichigo stated darkly. "Being able to wipe out both the Queen and Princess of the Mibu clan would give them both a huge advantage in the war."

"Your right about them wanting to kill both me and my mother," His mother replied. "But that was only the first part of what they truly wanted. Being able to kill me and my mother was just an extra bonus to wound the Mibu clan further."

"What did they want mom?" The orange haired shinigami asked. "From what you said, the must have personally wanted something that only your mother had or was able to give them."

"What they wanted from my mother Ichi-kun was her abilities," The orange haired samurai replied.

"They wanted her abilities?" He asked in confusion.

"My mother had the ability to look into the future, while being able to heal anyone she touched. "His mother answered, shocking Ichigo a bit at the information he just learned. "Those abilities my mother had were rare even in the Mibu clan, the Quinces' and Youkai somehow found out about this." She clenched her fist, anger rising up in her body. "To have my mother or her abilities would give them a huge edge in winning the war, but I wasn't going to allow them to have my mother no matter how much she met to them. I, along with the other samurai that came with me fought with everything we had, but we were overwhelmed by the sheer numbers they brought with them to capture my mother."

"They manage to capture her despite everything you try you do Ka-san?" The orange haired shinigami asked.

Masaki shook her head in deny, which confused Ichigo a bit. "I fought with everything I had during that battle; I could not let them have my mother no matter what happen to me." She smiled a bit, but it was filled with hatred. "During that battle, that was truly the first time I ever met Akasha Bloodriver and Gyokuro Shuzen."

"WHAT?" Ichigo shouted in shock and fury, feeling his hatred for the pink haired vampire increase with every moment that passed. "That bitch was the reason why my grandmother was killed? That bitch dare tried to act like she was kind around me while knowing she was the reason my grandmother was killed." Without him even noticing it, his eyes completely match what his mothers were just a few minutes ago. "I swear if I ever see her again. She. WILL. PAY!"

Masaki shook her head a bit; a small chuckled passed through her lips which cause Ichigo too look at her in slight confusion. "So she did manage to change her ways," She giggled a bit. "For all it's worth and all the pain you caused the ones I cared for Akasha, I'm pretty glad you manage to change just a bit."

For some odd reason, the orange haired shinigami felt like his mother was nothing talking to him form the way she was looking. Her eyes looked far away, filled with a bit of sadness along with a small bit of hatred in them as well. Ichigo could honestly say that he was confused at the way he his mother was acting, from what she had told him he thought she would hate Akasha for being one of the ones that were fighting her during the time of her mother's death. But from what he was seeing, his mother did seem to hold an ounce of hate for Akasha at all, only anger for some reason he did not know of.

What was the relationship between his mother and Akasha?

Was it fate that he and Moka were able to meet one another? Was it fate that he and she would fall in love at such a young age? He shook his head at that. Ichigo could honestly say that he did not know the answer to that, maybe they were fate to meet one another, but fate was something that he didn't actually believe in that much. He had a lot of things to figure out, but first he still had far more to learn about this war that happen so long ago, along with why Tenro refuse to be wielded by him for some reason.

"During the time of that battle that met everything," His mother started, snapping him out of his thoughts. "I made a mistake during that fight that cost my mother her life, something that I regret even to this day."

Ichigo suddenly shook for a moment, stepping forward towards his mother with a shock look on his face. That look in her eyes, along with what she said was the same exact thing and way he looks when she died before him. It was completely different from what happen between the two, but Ichigo could see that his mother blame herself a bit from what happen to his grandmother. He could see it took her a long time to get over it as well, without him even noticing it, his mother and himself were more alike than he even notice.

"I was distracted for only an instant," Masaki closed her eyes a bit. "But that all Gyokuro needed to strike me, trying to end me with everything she had." She opens her eyes which were filled with sadness, "It happened faster then I even notice, my mother jumped in the way and took the blow for me."

The ultimate love a mother could do for her child

Ichigo closed his eyes a bit, feeling pain filled through his heart without him even noticing it. He should feeling nothing about what his mother was telling him, even though it was his grandmother, he really didn't know the woman to feel sad about how the way she died. Maybe it was just his emotion that could help it? He had thought he had gotten rid of all those emotion that he didn't need to kill those two, but it look like it was still there without him even realizing it.

"My mother knew they were after what she could do," His mother suddenly spoke up. "She felt truly sad and guiltily that everyone that came to protect her was dead. She didn't want them to get to her or her body, so she made me promise to tell my father that she loved him along with me as well." She sighed a bit, "Just before she asked me to destroy her body."

The orange haired shinigami felt his entire body freeze up in shock, looking up at his mother with an almost horrored look on his face. He could seem to process or believe what his mother had just said, that was something that he could not even keep with a straight face after hearing it. Just what kind of pain his mother had to go through during the time her mother asked her to do something like that; he didn't think he would never find out the pain his mother went through. He felt a heavy feeling in his chest that he didn't like; no one should have to be in something like that. No one, no matter what they did she have to come to the decision to have to kill their own mother with their own hands.

"… What?" The orange haired shinigami chocked out, feeling completely shocked and horrored at what he just heard. No matter what the situation was, he would have never had the resolve or balanced out emotion to be able to pull something like that. He shook his head in fury at that, feeling his hatred for these two women grow far more than he ever felt other than Juha Bach and Aizen. Akasha was always a kind woman to him every time he met her, giving him smiles and nice things to say to him with each visit. For some odd reason he did not know of, but for some reason when he fought both Akasha and that bastard Issa back then, he could feel her holding back on him immensely.

At first, and even for a long time after all t had happen, he thought that she still felt something towards him. But now he knew it was nothing but a goddamn fort! He couldn't believe he fell for something so easy to pick up on. How dumb could he have been to not have seen something like that? That she was doing nothing but masking what she truly felt under that damn kind hearted exterior or hers. That bitch was going to pay no matter what happen, she was not going to get away from what she did to his family. He suddenly curses mentally at himself? Feeling stupid for his ignorance with even notice this.

That bitch was dead, gone from this world and taking away the beating he wanted to give her for what she had done. Even with that he knew he could hurt her or his body just wasn't going to let him; the simple fact was that she was still Moka's mother. If she was still alive and he killed her, then he knew that Moka would never forgive him for killing the one other person in her family that showed her truth love and kindness. He scoffed at that, having an odd feeling that the love she had for Moka was nothing but a damn front as well to hide was she truly wanted from her. Maybe he was wrong about that, but his overwhelming anger would not allow him to feel anything else.

He shook his head at that, discarding those thoughts out of his mind without a second thought about them. Even if he could not kill Akasha for what she had done, that still did not mean he could not kill this bitch Gyokuro Shuzen. He suddenly widens his eyes, remembering what his mother had said this bitch full name. "DAMN IT!" Ichigo roared, slamming his fist into the ground, which exploded outward in his fury.

From where she was standing, Masaki narrowed her eyes at this. "What's wrong with you all of a sudden Ichi-kun?" She asked; a bit of worry edging into her voice as she looked at her sons enrage face.

The orange haired shinigami head snapped up, looking at his mother with complete crimson red eyes that were burning like ruby's in the sun. "What's wrong?" He asked, the fury building up with each word he spoke. He stood up straight, standing tall in the 3 deep crater he had just made. "WHAT'S WRONG?" He roared in absolute fury, "that god damn Shuzen family as fucked with my family for the last time! I swear if I ever met this bitch Gyokuro that I will kill her without any hesitation whatsoever."

Masaki eyes were cold as ice as she looked at her son, giving him a calculative look as she looked over him. There was no doubt in her mind that he was strong enough to kill Gyokuro, but he still lack something that he needed to go against someone as sadistic as the woman that the orange haired samurai could remember. She closed her eyes a bit and try to controlled the emotions that were running through her body, even now she could still remember that sadistic woman's laugher as her mother laid dying in her arms. Her eyes snapped open, narrowing them as she cased her gaze to look her son directly in his crimson eyes. She still could not believe just how many people Ichigo reminded her of from both sides of his family, despite what was currently happening, she could help but feel proud of him.

"Clam done Ichi-kun," She stated. "I know you're angry, but you will get what you want along your way with getting rid of both Juha Bach and Aizen."

The orange haired shinigami growled at her, feeling that what she was saying wasn't going to give him the pleasure he wanted right now. Even now while looking at his mother, he could see it directly in his mother's eyes that killing her mother was still causing her pain even now. It pissed him of beyond anything to see that, his mother was someone that he thought never should have that kind of pain look in her eyes. His mother was suffering, even in death she could not get a break from the grief she was feeling from her past mistakes. Ichigo clenched his fist in hatred, no matter what happen to him he had to kill them to make sure that everyone that passed away could finally move on in peace.

"I kind of hated my mother for making me, her own daughter do something like that." The orange haired shinigami looked up to see his mother looking back at the moon, glancing at it with the same sad look he would give sometimes. "But, over time I finally was able to get why she made me destroy her body"

Ichigo stayed silent for a moment, suppressing his anger a bit and looking at his mother with a confused look on his face. "What do you mean?"

"She couldn't let her get to her or her body," His mother said looking at him with the same sad smile on her face. "It was her sin, a sin she thought that she committed at that time."

"A sin?"

Masaki nodded, "My mother was hurting immensely during that battle." She replied, "From what I could see, she blames every death that day on herself. Maybe if she had never trusted the Quincy on them wanted to make a treaty with the Mibu, then none of the samurai that came with us that day would have been killed." She shook her head, the long orange locks blowing in the wind. "I would never blame my mother for something like that; she was just someone that wanted peace in a curse world that knew nothing else but pain, suffering, and hatred."

Every word that was coming out of his mother was causing the orange haired shinigami to wince in immense pain, his grandmother was beginning to remind him too much of Orihime. He closes his eyes a bit and grabbed his forehead in pain, feeling the headache began to pound into his head. The orange haired girl he remembered always could never truly hurt someone, and it hurt the way those two sounded so much alike. Memoires of the last moment he spun with her began to cloud his mind, but he quickly pushes it aside so he would feel so damn useless anymore.

"How did you do it?" He asked, trying to focus on something else so the memories won't cloud his mind again.

His mother narrowed her eyes, probably catching onto to what was happening to him. "After gathering everything I had, saying goodbye to her for one finally time." She replied, "I use Suzaku to ignite my mother's body in flames. After doing so I snapped, consume by my rage and charge at each and every last enemy that stood in my way."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, briefly wonder what this technique his mother had used to destroy his grandmothers body.

"I slaughter each and every Quincy and Youkai that stood in my way, not giving a single one of them a chance to beg or run away from me." She chuckled a bit, which caught Ichigo a bit by surprise. "From that day forward, everyone I met in battle from then on gave me the name of Chi no Joo (Blood Queen)."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes a bit, "What about Akasha and Gyokuro?" He asked a bit darkly, snarling in disgust at having to say those two names. "Do you mean to tell me that you manage to kill both of them as well?"

Masaki shook her head, "no Ichi-kun I did not kill either of them that day." She stated, "But I did put both of them close to death then either of them had been in." She smirked a bit, but it was filled with bloodlust. "But I did not leave that battle without any scratch on me; I was just as close to death as they were as well."

"What about this bastard Masaru?" Ichigo asked with a cold look in his eyes, "Where was he during all this happening? Did he even try to help as his men was slaughter before his eyes?"

"No, he did not move a single muscle to help a single vampire or any other Youkai during that time from my blade." His mother stated coldly, causing Ichigo to snarl in disgust. "He was a Captain-General of his own army, along with other Youkai leaders from their own race and clans. But I killed all of them as well, but even with all that happening around him, Masaru did not move until I was so close to death."

"So the bastard was nothing but a cold hearted coward," Ichigo stated darky, feeling his disgust rise with everything he heard about this bastard. "He waited until the right moment to move where you couldn't move to defend yourself."

Masaki nodded with a small chuckle, "that day and moment I truly thought I was going to die." She replied, "I had no strength left within my body to even fight against him anymore. But," She smiled, but it was filled with nothing but love and affection, which confused her son to know end. "I could still remember the words he spoke to me that day. But before he could kill me," She pointed towards Ichigo. "Your father suddenly appeared before me blocking the killing blow."

The orange haired shinigami's eyes snapped up towards his mother in surprise, "Old man?" He asked still a bit in shock from what he had just heard.

Masaki giggled a bit, "Yes your father was the one that save me from death that day." She answered with the smile growing on her face, "That was the first moment I ever met your father."

Ichigo stayed silent for a moment, not truly knowing what to say at the moment. "Did the old man manage to kill this bastard?" He asked, the coldness coming back into his voice.

Masaki smiled, "Yes your father did kill him. But it wasn't easy for him to do so," She replied.

The orange haired shinigami narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?" He asked, not truly knowing what his mother was saying. From what he heard about the Masaru, he was nothing but a spineless coward who waited for his enemies to be too weak to fight back before fighting. The bastard had no pride whatsoever in his body, which anger Ichigo that he could even think about doing something like that to a woman who could even defend herself. But he could deny that the bastard wasn't smart, he probably knew he stood no chance in a fight against his mother. Waiting for a good opportunity for her not to be able to fight back was a perfect way to remove a threat, something that the orange haired shinigami thought anyone would due during the times of war.

"Even though he was a coward towards what you heard Ichi-kun," The orange haired shinigami snap out of his thoughts and looked towards his mother. "He was still one of the strongest vampires during those times; he manages to fight your father to a standstill in his Shikai (始解, Initial Release)."

Ichigo looked at his mother in confusion, "Only the Shikai state?" He scoffed while folding his arms back over his chest. "If he only was able to push the old man to his Shikai state, then the bastard wasn't strong at all."

Masaki shook her head, the cold look falling over her face as she looked at her son. "Your father was immensely powerful when he was a full time shinigami Ichi-kun." She stated, "Too be able to push your father far in his Shikai state back then was something to be rarely unknown."

Again the orange haired shinigami could really say anything; he couldn't form an answer in his head to counter anything that his mother had just said. He really didn't know much or anything about his father when he was a shinigami, so he really couldn't counter what his mother said without knowing what his father was truly capable of back then. He shook his head, feeling the memories of his father's death began to rise within his mind. That was just something that he could not allow himself to remember, out of all the deaths that happen that day he knew that his father's was nothing but his fault. If he wouldn't have been such a dumbass and listen, then maybe he would have not being seeking revenge like this by himself, or acting like this right now.

He shook his head and growl at himself in annoyance, now wasn't a time to remember things that would just cause him to faultier in what he need to do. It was his fault that his father and sensei was dead and gone from this world, but he was going to make sure that he killed the two bastards that was the cause of them dying that day in Karakura. "Did the old man manage to kill him Ka-san?" He asked.

Masaki nodded, "Your father did kill him." She replied, "That battle was a major lost to the Youkai, Quincy, and The Mibu. Each clan mange to lost something that each of them had wanted," She explained. "After that battle, you father manage to bring me back to Mt. Fui to be treated for the wounds that I had suffered during my fight with Akasha and Gyokuro." She suddenly chuckled, which confused Ichigo a bit. "During the whole trip back towards Mt. Fui, I curse your father's name for jumping into a fight that he had no place to interfere in. I wanted to kill every last person that stood in my way, to slaughter every single one of them that but me in a situation where I had to kill my own mother."

Ichigo nodded at this, knowing full well that he would have felt the same way if he was in a situation like that. "So the Mibu clan had built up an Alliance with The Gotei?" He asked. "That really the only way I could see the old man knowing that you were in trouble."

"After what happen during that battle that involved the loss of my mother, my father wanted to go to the Quinces himself and kill every last one of them." Masaki stated, "But before he could have gone Yamamoto appeared before him and tried to make an Alliance between the Mibu clan and The Gotei. My father didn't want to hear any of it; he was so enraged of the loss of my mother that he attack Yamamoto without even noticing what he was doing."

"He attacked Yamamoto-ji-san?"

Masaki nodded, "I tried to stop him from doing something so foolish after I had woken up. But my father would not listen to a word I said, he kept attacking Yamamoto with every intention in his body to kill him." She smirked a bit, but it was filled with bloodlust. "They fought for ten day straight, not a single one stopping until they were too tired to even move to continue fighting each other."

"What the hell was the point attack Yamamoto and fighting him for two week's straight?" Ichigo asked, narrowing his eyes at his mother.

Masaki looked at her son in surprise, "What do you mean Ichi-kun?" She asked.

Ichigo scoffed, looking at his mother with cold dark eyes. "The way you have been describing your father, he just doesn't sound like someone who would do something so foolish and stupid like that." He replied, "He just doesn't sound like the type of person to me to attack someone without a reason to it, or a hidden motive for doing something like that."

The orange haired samurai leaned her head to the side, looking at her son with the same expression on her face. "What made you thing something like that Ichi-kun?" She asked.

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, "I really can't answer that. All I know and think was that your father attacked Yamamoto-ji-san for a reason." He replied, "I can only think of two reasons why he would attack someone he knows nothing about. The first is that he wanted to remove every threat that stood in his way or take more of the people he cared about." He raised a finger, "The second is that he just didn't trust Yamamoto-ji-san at the moment."

Masaki smirked, feeling very impress in what her son had said. "You are correct about the second opinion you thought of Ichi-kun," She replied. "My father was the kind of man that didn't really trust someone who would be so weak to prove the things he spoke out of his mouth. Due to his fragile state, my father thought that Yamamoto was an old man that manages to keep his states due to him being the oldest amongst the others." A chuckled passed through her lips, "He was proven wrong when he fought against Yamamoto for ten days straight. Yamamoto had proven to my father that he could be just a fierce and deadly as he could be with a blade, after that fight my father began to respect Yamamoto more than anyone else."

Ichigo nodded with the same cold look on his face as he stared at his mother. "Yamamoto-ji-san was the same way wasn't he?" He asked. "It's hard to find someone that could match him in power and skill, seeing what your father could do and how he matches him in strength must have had Yamamoto-ji-san to respect him as well."

Masaki nodded, "Yes both of them did respect each other greatly after that battle." She confirmed with a small smile on her face, "The battle against Yamamoto and my father form the Alliance with both the Mibu and The Gotei thirteen. With the Alliance form with another, the Gotei gave us all the information they had on the Quinces and the Youkai, which we did not even know they had."

The orange haired shinigami nodded at that, not in the least bit surprise that the Gotei thirteen didn't know about the Youkai roaming around the World of the Living. He was a bit confused though, why would the Gotei thirteen wait so long before doing something against the Youkai on what they did to the Human race. From what he was told about the Youkai two-hundred years ago, they treated the humans as nothing but food to be use at any time they wanted. They must have known something about this, but didn't want to act until the problem the Youkai were causing would affect the balance between the World of the Living and the Soul Society. Maybe Yamamoto-ji-san did want to do something about the Youkai problem before it would get too bad for them to be able to stop, but couldn't so because of Central-Forty-six stopping him from doing what he wanted.

Ichigo cruse at their stupidity, they were just another group of bastard that he had to make sure he slaughters before he left this world. "Soon after the Alliance was formed," He narrowed his eyes a bit. "Did the Mibu and Gotei attack back?"

"No we didn't"

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, wonder why wouldn't they attack after making such a powerful alliance between the two. "That doesn't make sense!" He snapped a bit. "Why wouldn't you attack with a chance like this? If you did you might have been able to end the war there."

Masaki shook her head, eyes looking down on her son coldly. "Doing something like that would be foolish Ichi-kun," She stated darkly. "Neither Alucard or Haschwald were dumb enough to leave their army in a place where we would be able to attack. After their failed attempt to be able to capture my mother, they laid low and made decision on what they were going to do next." She sighed a bit, "After I recovered completely after my fight between Gyokuro and Akasha, I left Mt. Fui without my father knowing anything about it."

"Why would you do something like that?" The orange haired shinigami asked.

"The simple answer is Ichi-kun was that I wanted revenge for what the Quincy and Youkai made me due to my mother." Masaki replied, "I wanted them to attack just like you said after forming the Alliance between one another. But both Yamamoto and my father refuse to do so, saying that it would be too foolish to rush into a battle without knowing anything about your enemy. I was enraged about their decision and thought that my mother's sacrifice would be in vain for nothing, so I left with nothing on my mind but to find both Akasha and Gyokuro." She frowned a bit, "I wanted to kill everyone that had something to do with The Quinces and Youkai would decide to capture my mother. I had failed to kill those two last times I fought them, but I went searching for both of them to finish what I had started. But before I could leave to seek my revenge, I was stopped by your father. He belittled me, telling me that I was nothing but a foolish little girl that was having a temper problem with everything that happened to me."

The orange haired shinigami narrowed his eyes, feeling that his father wasn't the kind of person to do something like that. "That really doesn't sound like something that the old man would say to anyone," He said.

"It doesn't sound like something your father would do, but he wasn't' the same man he was back then during the war." His mother said, "He was still one of the kindness men you could come across, but if something upset him then he would become very cold towards the person that caused this. But what he was doing wasn't just to get me angry at him; he was doing it to make me see something that I was blind to see from the beginning."

"What?"

Masaki shook her head, "The revenge I wanted against the Quinces and Youkai for what they did to my mother was nothing more than a child throwing a fit." She admitted, which caused Ichigo to become confused at what she was saying. "My revenge and hate against them were weak and the way I was heading was just going to get me kill, along with having my father grief over my death as well." She shook her head, "He was also trying to make me see that I wasn't the killer I thought I was."

The orange haired shinigami narrowed his eyes at that, looking at his mother with an irradiated look on his face. "What the hell does something like that mean?" He snapped out. "How are you not the killer you thought you were at the time? You killed an entire army of Quincy and Youkai! Doing something like that with remorse means that you are a killer."

Masaki shook her head, "you seem to misunderstand what I told you about that battle Ichi-kun." She stated, "I did hate all of them for what they made me do to my mother, but that did not mean that I did not feel some kind of remorse for killing them."

The orange haired shinigami felt himself growl in rage, not getting what his mother was trying to tell him at the moment. He just didn't understand how she could feel remorse after killing those bastards for what they made her do to her mother? It just wasn't making any sense to him no matter how many times it ran through his mind. They made her did something that no person should go through, making anyone kill their own mother was something unforgivable to him no matter what the situation was at the moment. But how could his mother feel even a small bit of remorse for killing them for what they did? She should be feeling happy that she had managed to take out just a small portion of the bastards that killed her mother. He shook his head, standing up and folding his arms over his chest.

"How could you feel remorse for killing the bastards that made you kill your own mother Ka-san?" Ichigo asked darkly. He had to know, what his mother was telling him wasn't making sense no matter how she explained it to him.

His mother's eyes remained the same, but he could clearly see that they both held sadness in them. "If it wasn't for your father that day, I would have been killed by that coward." The orange haired samurai proclaimed a sudden smirk crossing over her face. "And again if he didn't stop me from leaving that day after the revenge I wanted to obtain for my mother, I have no doubt in my mind that I would have died."

The orange haired shinigami eyes narrowed, not getting on what his mother was saying at the moment. He just couldn't understand how she thought she would have died fighting those two again, from what he could remember from what she had told him, she was more than a match for both of them even if they attack her together. So with everything that his mother had told him, why did she still believe she could be killed by those two? He shook his head at the thought in confusion. Something wasn't adding up here and Ichigo was growing even more impassionate with every minute that pass.

"What do you mean?" He asked, voice dripping with dark intent as he stare his mother directly in the eyes. "Those bastards practically made you kill your own mother! How could you feel the slightest bit remorse for them after what they made you and your mother resort to?"

Masaki looked down at her son, all traces of sadness completely gone from her eyes. "I truly cannot answer that question honestly for you as you might want me too Ichi-kun," She stated, "Even back then I could not find an answer within myself onto why I felt remorse for them, even after what they had made me do to my own mother." The orange haired samurai shook her head a bit, "Having remorse for them after what they did to me was the same reason onto why your father stopped me for going after them, which I hated him for during the time."

Even though he didn't show an ounce of it on his face, the orange haired shinigami was curious onto how his father was able to read his mother's emotions so easily without even trying. He had come up with several thoughts onto why his father had the ability to be able to do something like that, but what most of what he came up with did not make much sense, which irritated him greatly. The highest and most common thing he thought of was that his father had the same ability he did; only his father had a far greater extent to what he was able to do with the ability. The second and most common was that during that moment of time, his mother was just a person that was able to give away her emotions to someone to easily. He suddenly scoffed at the mere thought of something so stupid; his mother did not look like someone to be able to read so easily.

His mother look like someone who if you fought against with everything you had, you would never be able to break through the cold exterior she's put around herself, this was only a theory that he Ichigo had come up with, he had no idea if he could pinpoint if it was true or not. Maybe during the time of when his father had rescue her and brought her back towards her clan whereabouts, the hidden emotions during the time were so overwhelming that most of them had manage to escape with she might have been trying to hide around others. The moments after hearing that neither her father nor Yamamoto-ji-san were planning on attacking the Youkai or the Quincy as soon as she wanted, her emotions must have overwritten the right way to thing during that time, thus giving his father an opportunity to be able to read what she was truly feeling at the current moment of time. The orange haired shinigami's eyes narrowed, feeling angered that it was the only possible answer he could truly come up with that actually made sense to him. Even if what his mother said was nothing but the truth, he still could not understand nor believe that she could feel remorse for the people she killed during the time she had no choice but to kill her own mother.

"So the old man stopped you from going after your revenge for you mother that you wanted more than anything." Ichigo stated with a cold look in his eyes, repeating what his mother had told him so far. "But because of your emotions clouding your judgment and raging wild, he refuses to let you go after Akasha and this bitch Gyokuro."

Masaki nodded towards him, the same cold look in her eyes. "He thought that I was too weak minded to be able to defeat two vampires by myself. I was enraged at what he thought of me, thinking that I of all people was weak to him." She giggled a bit, which caused a slight confused look to appear on her sons face. "How of rage, I attacked him with the full intend of killing him, but no matter how much I tried, I could not land a single blow upon you father."

The orange haired shinigami's eyes widen a bit, looking at his mother in surprise. "What?" He all but shouted, eyes narrowing a bit as he looked upon the orange haired war goddess that stood on inches away from him. "How could you not land a single blow upon the old man? From what you said before, you and the old man were equal in both power and skill." Ichigo asked confused on what his mother just said.

His mother became silent for a moment, which began to irritate him to no end without getting the answers he wanted from her. "Have you ever fought someone that emotions ran so wild during battle, that their skills weakened so badly that you could have killed them and any given moment you so wish?"

The orange haired shinigami paused for a moment, not truly knowing how to answer the question he was asked. "What does that have to do with any of this?" He asked a bit darkly. Ichigo couldn't really remember fighting someone that was so engross into their emotions to fight properly. He could say that bastard Issa, but he was just overwhelm with rage after seeing his Bankai and knowing that he could not defeat him, that he started making stupid mistakes that gave him a perfect change to end the fight between them. The second person he fought that he held respect for was Grimmjow, but the blue haired Arrancar wanted to beat him so badly that his body and mind would not allow him to give up no matter if he died at that very second. His whole body suddenly froze in realization, looking up at his mother to see a small smile on her face.

"I see that you finally grasp on what I was telling you Ichi-kun, but that really only the first part." She stated the same small smile on her face as she looked at him. "During was or any current moment of someone's life, your emotions could be your greatest strength or your greatest weakness during any moment you let and enemy be able to exploit them."

Ichigo nodded towards his mother in understanding, what she had just said had happen to him more times than he could count. He scowled darkly at the thought, still feeling that if he would have not let his feelings get in the way and followed what his father and Kisuke had told him to do, and then maybe all his friends and family would have been alive at this current moment. "Don't worry Ka-san; I understand fully on what you're trying to tell me." He said darkly, admitting in the back of his mind that it was still his fault that everyone he cares about was dead and gone now from this world and the next. "To have your emotions running wildly on a battlefield could lead to strength or a major weakness."

The orange haired samurai smirked a bit, "You are correct Ichi-kun. But having your emotions lead you into battle running wild where your opponent is able to read them easily could lead to your death, along with the men and women that you have lead into battle."

Ichigo scowled darkly, getting tired of what his mother was trying to tell him. "I get everything on what you're trying to tell me Ka-san." He growled out, "Being to enrage in battle could lead to mistakes that would cost you dearly. Being like that would cause the skill and power you have to diminish, causing even the weakest opponents a change to be able to beat-"He suddenly froze in shock, finally getting on what she was truly trying to tell him. What she was telling him had nothing to do with the way she acting so long ago, this all had something to do with him and how he had landed himself in a situation like this. His mouth suddenly twitches into a scowl, feeling disgust with himself for not remembering any of this before.

He looked up towards his mother to see her looking down upon him darkly, like she was looking at him like he was nothing but a child to her being scowled for his foolishness. "I see you have finally grasped onto the true reason on why I wanted to explain this all to you," She stated coldly towards him, anger being trace in every word she spoke to him. "From the beginning you have been grasping on reason on why the Quincy and Youkai acted like they did two-hundred years ago, but you never grasp the true reason on why I was telling you all this. Did you Ichi-kun?"

The orange haired shinigami did not answer her, turning his head towards the ground and looking at hit with the same disgusted look on his face. He felt beyond pathetic on the way he had been acting since he had been brought to that damn Academy. Ever since Orihime had died with his arms, he had been letting his emotion rage out of control. If he could have focus more better and control his emotion better, that fight he had with Issa would never had lasted that long like it had. If he had truly grasped his emotion far better than what he had been doing, he had no doubt within his mind that he wouldn't have to resort to his Bankai or Hollow mask in not point during that fight.

"Ever since the massacre that happen in Karakura Town, you've been letting your emotion control the way you've been acting too much." His mother said, lecturing him like he was nothing but a mere child. He didn't even try to fight what his mother was telling him, because he knew deep down that everything she was telling him was nothing but the damn truth. "Letting your emotion control you has been the same reason on why Tenro has not accepted you as its true master."

The orange haired shinigami's head snapped up, glaring at his mother as she looked down on him. "I don't want to be that damn nodachi master in the first place!" He snapped darkly at her, "That nodachi belongs to you! Not me mother. It will accept you as its master and no one else."

Masaki narrowed her eyes at him, feeling a scowl crossing over her face as she looked at her sons face. "You're a damn fool Ichi-kun," She all but snapped at him. Ichigo looked at his mother in shock, surprise that she would say something like that. "Even now you don't even feeling do you?"

Ichigo growled, "What the hell am I trying to feel here?" He asked.

Masaki said nothing to him, only raising her hand and point towards the nodachi that was stabbed into the ground between them. Ichigo scoffed at his mother in anger, not getting what she wanted him to do with the damn nodachi. He eyes and body suddenly stop, falling on the sword and looked at it with narrowed eyes. For a moment, he could have sworn he could feel the sword flare out with reiatsu that felt just like his. Focusing all his sense on the nodachi before him, he suddenly felt his eyes widen a fraction at feeling that the nodachi was flaring with nothing but his reiatsu and nothing else.

"What the?" He called out still too shock to grasp what he was sees before him. "That shouldn't be possible," He looked at his mother with narrowed eyes. "How the hell does that damn thing feel just like me? Something like that should be impossible. The only katana on this planet that should feel like me is Zangetsu."

"You still don't get it do you"

"WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO BE GETTING?" The orange haired shinigami roared out in fury, getting tired of his mother trying to created riddles that he could not understand.

Masaki looked at her son, eyes still filled with nothing but coldness as she looked at him. "It's because Tenro is a part of Zangetsu."

Ichigo's eyes widen in shock, looking at his mother in astonishment at what she had just told him. Something like that should be impossible! Nothing like this had every happen to any person that wielded a zanpakuto to his knowledge. Tenro was a nodachi that was forged by the Mibu clan, a blade that from what he thought could only be wielded by the best warriors within the clan. How in the hell could that nodachi be a part of Zangetsu? It just wasn't making sense to him no matter how many possibilities that with through his head. Could it have something to do with the Mibu blood that was running through his veins? It could be possible but he still didn't think it could be possible that the nodachi was a part of Zangetsu which was a part of his soul.

"That… shouldn't be possible?" The orange haired shinigami stuttered out, looking at his mother in shock.

The orange haired samurai said nothing, turning around and looking at the blood red moon flaring brightly in the sky above them. "Yes, something like that should be impossible to be able to do to someone who is a shinigami." She said turning around to face her son directly. "But I manage to do it by giving you the same wave length as Tenro when you were a child, giving Zangetsu and Tenro a change to be able to slowly forge with one another. When I place a good portion of my power into your soul when you were a child, I tide those two together with pieces of my own soul."

Realization was suddenly starting to dawn on Ichigo face, finally being able to get what his mother was saying. "So the reason you're here right now being able to talk to me," He pointed towards his chest. "Is because a piece of your soul his within me?"

Masaki nodded, "Yes. After I had mange to drive Juha Bach away, I use the rest of my power to place the remaining bit of my power and soul within your own." She explained, "It was supposed to active the time you finally receive Tenro in your hands, giving me a change to explained things and teach you the right way to wield Tenro as your own blade." Ichigo didn't say anything, not having anything really to say to his mother. "The reason your power was being drain by Tenro is because that nodachi does not like when the person that his wielding them is letting their emotion control them. Tenro has always been a blade that draws its pleasure and strength from blood and death surrounded it. If the one that is wielding it is too weak to control its bloodlust, then it will take control of the said person and use its body as a weapon to be able to fight."

Ichigo scowled darkly, looking at the nodachi stabbed in front of him with narrowed eyes. "I refuse to let a blade control me no matter what," He stated darkly.

Masaki smirked, "that blade has been passed down from my father to me. During that time it link to my very soul, giving me the change to be able to wield it to its fullest potential." She pointed a finger towards her son, "It is now doing the same thing to you as he did to me two-hundred years ago, and the only difference is that Tenro has always been link to you. It has seen how you fight and truly handle things that come before you, and it refuse to let someone wield it who doesn't know how to control his emotion in battle."

The orange haired shinigami looked at his mother; eyes fill with darkness as he stared at her. "What do I do then Ka-san?" He asked her.

"Learn to control your emotion," She stated simply. "During the time your father stop me into going after Akasha and Gyokuro for revenge, I never knew that my father and Yamamoto was creating a group of seven warriors that would battle against both the Quincy and Youkai directly. Ever since they had made the Alliance between one another, they have been building this group to be the first to go into every battle that they enter."

The orange haired shinigami eyes snapped up, realizing where this was going. "This group was the one the Yamamoto-ji-san create to be able to go over what Central-Forty-six had ordered wasn't it?" He asked, already having a feeling where this was going.

"You are correct Ichi-kun; during the time of the war I was one of the only other Mibu that was strong enough to be a part of Jigoku no Tsu (Seven Gates of Hell)." His mother explained

Ichigo raised a brow, "Seven Gates of Hell?" he repeated.

Masaki nodded, "It was a named that Yamamoto and my father had decide upon after forming the group of six other warriors before me."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes, finally being able to know what this group was and who was a part of it was what he had wanted to know the most about. "Who else was a part of this group they created?" He asked.

Masaki smirked at him, just before raising both her hands towards him. "Your father, Isshin Kurosaki, known as the Kuroi Jigokunokishi (Black Hell Knight) was one of the few that was a part of The Jigoku no Tsu." She raised a second finger, "The second and Taicho of the thirteen Division, Jushiro Ukitake, known as the Futago no Akuma (Twin Devil)." Another finger was rose, "The third and Taicho of the Eight Division, Kyoraku Shunsui, known as the Shi no Gemu (Game of Death). The fourth, Kisuke Urahara and former Taicho of the 12th Division; known as the Kurimuzon Akuma (Crimson Devil). The fifth being Yoruichi Shihoin and former Taicho of the second Division, known as the Shunshin (Flash Goddess). The sixth being Yachriu Unohana and Taicho of the fourth Division along with being the former Taicho of the eleventh Division and known as the Shi no Megami (Goddess of Death).

She was also the first Kenpachi, but that was a name that she put beyond her almost a thousand years ago. The seventh was me Masaki Mibu, known as the Senso No Megami (Goddess of War). Being the Leaders of the Jigoku no Tsu, my father Kyo Mibu, was known as Onime No Kyo. Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto, the second leader was known as the Jigoku no Ban'nin (Guardian of Hell)." His mother finished, looking at him with a dark smirk on her face.

The orange haired shinigami said not a single word to his mother, too shock at what he had just heard to be able to come up with a proper sentence to say anything. His mind was just too overwhelm at the moment too even factor on what he just heard, or maybe deep down his mind just didn't want to accept it a bit. He could believe that two of the people that taught him how to fight and use his power was a part of that group, along with a woman that he thought could not even hurt a single fly. Maybe the thing he still could not believe is how Unohana-san was the first Kenpachi? How could a woman like that be nothing but a sadistic killer that enjoy killing ever opponent that stood before her? Something just didn't make sense to him no matter how many times his mind ran through it. He looked up towards his mother to see if she was lying to him, but to what he had thought before, he didn't see an ounce of lie on her face as she looked at him.

"… How?" He asked her, not knowing what else he was supposed to say at the moment without looking like a complete fool.

Masaki looked at her son, moving her head to the side and looking at him with the same bloodlust look in her eyes. "You're talking about Unohana-san aren't you Ichi-kun?" She asked him, but the look on his face told everything she needed to know. "Yes, if what you thought about Unohana-san being the first Kenpachi, then everything about it is nothing but the truth."

"But how?" The orange haired shinigami asked, still shock at learning about Unohana's true nature. "The kind woman I knew was too kind to hurt anyone; I just can't see her being nothing but a killer." He answered, looking at his mother with narrowed eyes.

Masaki sighed a bit, "She gave up that life, trying to find a new outlet with healing others and not killing them. But that all changed when the war broke out two-hundred years ago, giving her no choice but to enter battle on Yamamoto's orders. To control my emotion's better and not be a useless weight on the battlefield, you're father brought me before Unohana and begged her to train me in the art of Killing." She suddenly chuckled a bit, crimson eyes suddenly glowing brighter than before. "I thought I didn't need it, but after being beaten by her without landing a single hit on her, I vowed while being trained under her to become strong enough to beat her."

"Did you accomplish that little goal of yours Ka-san?" Ichigo asked, a bit curious.

Masaki shook her head, "I gave up on that silly goal of mind. After training under her and fighting by her side for so long, she became almost like a mother to me." She said, eyes narrowing a bit. "After the group was form and after I learn under Unohana, we were sent out to destroy ever army we found of both Quincy and Youkai." She smiled a bit, but it was filled with nothing but bloodlust. "No single army either Quincy or Youkai stood a chance against us; we annihilated every army that stood against us. After a single month after my father and Yamamoto sent us out, we were known as the Seven Gods of War, for are extreme battle power and bloodlust that rule over every battle we enter."

Ichigo said nothing, narrowing his eyes at his mother. "This group was able to wipe out entire army by yourselves? Did anyone any those armies but up a fight against any of you?" He asked.

Masaki nodded, "they had many that were able to fight on par with us for a moment." She chuckled a bit, "One of those people was Mikogami Tenmei, the Headmaster of Youkai Academy. During the time of the war he was known as the greatest mind under the Youkai army, he was the only other person I known other than Aizen that had a mind like Kisuke. The next was Touhou Fuhai, an extremely powerful Youkai that stood on even grounds with Yoruichi in hand-to- hand combat."

Ichigo scoffed at that, not believing a single word his mother had just said. "I find that very hard to believe Ka-san." He proclaimed darkly, "that bastard Mikogami seems like nothing but a weakling to me. This other person you just name sound like a person who wish he could fight on an even level with Yoruichi-san."

Masaki narrowed her eyes at her son, looking down at him with a scowl on her face. "You're letting or arrogance cloud over your judgment, as I said before stop letting your emotion rule over you like that. Mikogami Tenmei, Touhou Fuhai, Akasha Bloodriver, Alucard, Gyokuro Shuzen, Issa Shuzen, Haschwald, and Masaru Shuzen were some of the only people that were truly able to match us in power back then." She scoffed a bit, "The way you are now you could barely hold your own against Issa without resorting to your Bankai. Due to power only, he was one of the weakest out of them all along with Gyokuro behind him a bit in power." She glared darkly at her son, "the way you are now you would not stand a chance against either of the Three Dark Lords if you ever fought one of them."

The orange haired shinigami felt himself scowled darkly at that, feeling his anger began to boil over and overwhelm his sense. There was no way those bastards could be that freaky powerful! But he knew his mother would not lie to him about this. He clenched his fist, no matter what he had to get stronger then he was now. If he was weaker then these Dark Lords, then there was no way he was going to be able to beat Aizen or Juha Bach. His revenge was one of the things that matter to him the most now, and no matter what he could not allow himself to fail. He had to get revenge on those two for what they did to the people of Karakura Town; he had to kill them to make sure they rest in peace.

Ichigo nodded a bit, slowly looking at his mother with clam eyes now which no longer held anger in them. "Why were you being called the Goddess of War? I thought you were known as the Blood Queen during the war?" He asked.

"I was known as the Blood Queen," His mother answered him. "But I gained that name after I finally mange to find a way to beat Akasha."

"What do you mean beat her?" Ichigo asked, narrowing his eyes at his mother. "I thought you said that you have more power than she did?"

Masaki nodded, "I did have more power than her." She admitted, "But her skills with a blade could match mine blow from blow. The other thing being is that she was by far one of the hardest people to kill," She chuckled a bit.

"What do you mean by that Ka-san?"

"Akasha was known as a Shinso Vampire, the highest class of vampire to date," Masaki stated. "From what I could remember from my battle with Akasha, she possess a terrifying and immense aura that's darker than the darkness itself, being on par with my own aura. She was also possessed incredible speed and strength much greater than S- class vampires. What made her so impossibly are to kill was that she possessed immense healing abilities that were beyond anything I ever seen. No matter how many times I blew her body to pieces, she kept regenerating with her full health. Most of my Mumyo Jimpuu Ryuu (Sword of the Devilish Wind) techniques were all but useless against her."

Even though the orange haired shinigami didn't show it, he was completely amazed at what he was hearing about that bitch Akasha's power. He had only fought one person that was able to heal his wound to a great extent, but from what his mom was saying, Akasha healing factor was far greater than even Ulquiorra. He lowered his head a bit, looking at the ground in anger at what he had just heard. Four years ago when he had attack both Issa and Akasha, he truly had no idea what he was going against. He felt somewhat foolish for what happen, but angered more than anything that he could do any damage to either of them four years ago.

"The only reason I was able to beat her was because I had something I wanted to protect, along with being able to hit her enough where she was no longer able to regenerate any longer." Ichigo looked up to see his other smiling down at him

"Something to protect?" The orange haired shinigami repeated, looking a bit confused.

Masaki nodded, "During out battle. Akasha wasn't like the woman you knew now; she was far darker than she was back then. Weeks before that battle even begun, your father and I had fallen in love with one another." She admitted with a loving smile on her face, "Even though I still held that cold exterior I was taught by Unohana on the outside, inside I know had something dear to me that I wanted to protect. During our fight, Akasha wanted nothing more than to be acknowledging as one of the most powerful vampires to walk the earth. She wanted to be known as the strongest during the war and because of that, she could not beat me no matter what."

Ichigo was confused for a moment, for some reason unknown to him; he could have sworn that his mother was talking to him as well. "Beating Akasha did that mean the war was over between the Youkai, Quincy, Mibu, and the Gotei 13?"

Masaki shook her head a bit, "No. The war between the three was far from over; the only thing we had managed to accomplish with the defeat of Akasha was the Youkai army completely collapsing on them." She stated, "I had defeated Akasha, one of their strongest soldiers. The nest to fall was Mikogami Tenmei and Touhou Fuhai, who were both defeated by Kisuke and Yoruichi. Issa was beaten by you father, along with Gyokuro and the remains being ruthlessly beaten by Unohana and the others."

Ichigo's eyes narrowed, remembering something what his mother told him. "What about that Alucard bastard?" He asked.

The orange haired samurai's eyes narrowed darkly, "He had escaped barley alive from fighting my father and Yamamoto." Her eyes suddenly glowed brighter, "Knowing that his wounds were too great and close to death, he decided to absorb numerous Ayashi and gaining their powers. By doing this, he became a huge monstrous entity with immense power. Using this power he had gained, he tried to wipe out the human race with a seven day margin."

"What?" The orange haired shinigami growled out. "Just how much power did he gain from them? Along other fact is own how much of these Ayashi did he absorb into his body?"

Masaki sighed a bit, "He gained the amount he needed to wipe out large cities in enough time that we weren't prepared for. During this time, we were still fighting against the Quincy who still would not give up no matter what situation they were in." He eyes darken, "Yamamoto and my father knew that they had only a few days before they were able to make the right choice, if they took too long to deal with the Quinces, then Alucard would have more than enough time to wipe out the Human Race."

"What did they come up with?" Ichigo said. "Either they hurry up and wipe out the Quincy that weren't in hiding at the time, or they let them continue fighting while dealing with Alucard."

"They didn't do either," Masaki stated. "Before they were able to launch a major attack upon the Quinces, my father and Yamamoto were attack by thousands of Youkai, Mibu, and Quincy."

Ichigo's eyes widen, suddenly not getting what his mother was saying to him. "What do you mean Mibu? How can the Mibu attack their own damn king like that?" He snapped, glaring darkly at his mother.

Masaki eyes glowed brightly, staring directly at her son. "My father took over the clan by killing the Former Crimson King; by doing this he took control of the clan. The elders of the Mibu clan hating my father since he was born, they each had plans to take over the entire world with the help of the Former Crimson King and Oba Nobunaga. My father killed both of them, throwing away their chances of ever having the Mibu clan rule over the world. They hated my father for this, and because of how he ruin their plans, they wanted nothing else but to kill him." Her eyes darken considerably, "Without my father really knowing they started to twist the clan and what they truly thought and turning them against my father. After they had enough followers with them, they made an Alliance with both the Quincy and Youkai to kill both my father and Yamamoto."

"What?" The orange haired shinigami growled out, angered and confused at the words his mother just said. From what he had just heard about his grandfather, something like that should have been impossible for the elders of the Mibu clan to be able to accomplish on their own. From what his mother had said about his grandfather Kyo, the man had the battle experience and power that put him on par with Yamamoto-ji-san, so how was it possible that neither of them could have detected and ambush of that size and let it get so close to them? He growled and shook his head in annoyance. Ichigo had a suspicion that something was just not adding up with everything his mother was telling him, these two war gods were too damn strong to not notice a damn army of that size trying to ambush them.

Since the Mibu clan had made an Alliance with both the Youkai world and Quincy, they could have use Quincy techniques or Youkai to be able to conceal their youki/reiatsu from the two senses. It was one of the only possible reasons Ichigo could come up with, there wasn't much else that could work against those two. The only other thing they could think of was someone being able to disrupt those two senses long enough, giving that damn army enough time to arrive before they could react fast enough. But it still sounded to impossible for two too make sense, the only other person he could thing of that had the ability to be able to do something like that was that bastard Aizen himself. But this war happen two-hundred years ago, one-hundred years before Aizen set the beginnings of his plans in motion.

He could be positive about that either, there was no telling how powerful that bastard was during those times of war. Just like Juha Bach, he could have concealed himself until the right moment for him to be able to attack. The orange haired shinigami felt himself growl in rage, feeling his anger began to boil over as he thought of these two bastards who he swore to kill. That was the only possible answer he could come up with that seem possible, with the ability of Kyoka Suigetsu (Mirror Flower, Water Moon) on Yamamoto-ji-san and Kyo-ji-san, he could have disrupted their senses without them even noticing it. Maybe Aizen wasn't strong enough to be able to case them into his zanpakuto's Saimin (Complete Hypnosis), but divert their senses long enough for the army to be able to ambush them.

"You said that you have seen Aizen before Ka-san," He asked. "Do you mean you saw him once during the time of the ambush attack Yamamoto-ji-san and you father?"

Masaki shook her head in denial, getting a confused angered look from her son. "I wish what you said was true Ichi-kun, but I did not see Aizen before the ambush army attacked Mt. Fui." She stated, "The only time I truly really saw Aizen was when I was training with Unohana, just before the war truly began. Before the ambush had even reached Mt. Fui, my father and Yamamoto sent us after Alucard to get rid of him once and for all. After we left that day, they took advantage of this an attack a couple of days later."

"I don't understand what you're saying," Ichigo said confused. "Where were the other Taicho of the Gotei 13? Weren't they there to protect Yamamoto-ji-san and help in the war? Their so much that I'm still not getting here. I thought that during the war they call you Chi no Joo (Blood Queen)? From what you just said about this group you were a part of that you had another name."

"No." The orange haired samurai stated coldly, "Chi no Joo (Blood Queen) was a name given to me by the Youkai realm. Senso No Megami (Goddess of War) was a name given to me by war and the way I acted during the years, both are just names given to me during those times by armies I slaughtered." His mother said, "But as I was saying before Ichi-kun, Yamamoto only selected six Taicho to accompany him to deal with the Quincy and Youkai. The others he sent with him were nothing but third seats or under, he never thought he would need more than what he had order to come with him." She scoffs a bit, "That grave mistake cost both Yamamoto and my father gravely. The Jigoku no Tsu (Seven Gates of Hell) were to far away to be able to get back to help them deal with the matter, they only had themselves and a select few hundreds Mibu clan samurai that still believe that my father was their true King."

Ichigo, for some reason unknown felt more clam form what he had just heard. If they still had a small army to be able to back them up a bit, and with their power, they should be able to deal with this ambush with only mild difficulty. "It seems both of them had better odds than I could say," He said with a small smirk on his face. "They were far more powerful than anyone in this ambush; they also had a small army that was ready to fight to the death for them. If I guess right as well, they had a couple of hundred shinigami as well with them. So from what I could guess, this ambush army of theirs was nothing but a completely massacre that got completely wipe out by both Yamamoto-ji-san and Kyo-ji-san."

"That would have been the case if both of them were at full power before they were attacked."

The orange haired shinigami's eyes narrowed, "What do you mean? How could they not be at full power before they were ambushed?"

"I lied to you a bit Ichi-kun," Masaki stated. "My father and Yamamoto wasn't planning to wipe out the Quincy, they had already done so days before this."

"What?" Ichigo asked, shocked and angry at this.

"Before I went to fight against Akasha, my father and Yamamoto came to a decision that the Quincy would not give up until all of them were dead." She suddenly raised both her hands and formed a ball, "Time was running out as well. During the time of the war, the people killed during the war were immense, and because of this Hollows of all kinds were being drawn towards the battlefield."

"Hollows being drawn towards the battlefield met that those bastards Quinces destroyed them, thus causing the balance between the two dimensions to almost collapse." Ichigo explained, instantly getting what his mother was trying to say.

Masaki smiled, clapping a bit as she stared sown at her son. "Yes you are correct Ichi-kun and because of this, they both ordered the Jigoku no Tsu (Seven Gated of Hell) to annihilate the entire Quincy race." She sighed a bit, "In the history of the Soul Society, Central Forty-six order to wipe out the involvement of the Mibu clan in the annihilation of the Quinces, but that was just a lie to cover up what truly happen. We completely overwhelmed them, killing every Quincy we found that stood against us, or the innocent as well, no matter if they were man, woman, or child."

The orange haired shinigami snarled a little, feeling a bit disgusted from what he had just heard from his own mother. No matter how many people he had killed over his time of being a shinigami, he could not really picture himself killing a child of all things. He shook his head a bit, knowing by no means that he had any right to talk down on his mother or the others; he had only just now started to grasped fragments of what was truly like with the things he has gone through. If he could call what happen in his home town Karakura a war, then that was only the true time he had really seen so much death around him. He had no idea the choices his mother had he others had to make during those times, either kill them and be called a killer or kill them and thus save two dimension's from collapsing on one another.

The orange haired shinigami suddenly looked up, seeing his mother looking down on him with cold eyes. He couldn't help but scoff mentally at that, maybe she could fool someone else with that look, but he could see the sadness in her crimson eyes as she stared at him. From what he remembered that bastard Mikogami saying about his mother, she was one of the most feared and brutal killers during the Tengoku Senso no Geto (Four Gates of Heaven War). Maybe what Mikogami said about his mother was true, but he could see in her eyes that some of the things that his mother did two-hundred years ago was something that she did not like. The only thing he knew was true was that she what was she had to do to protect what she cared about, making her make decision that other's would look down on her long after she was gone from this world.

"I hated that we had to kill woman and children that had no involvement in the crimes that the Quincy higher-ups brought upon them." His mother suddenly said, snapping Ichigo out of his thoughts. "But we had no choice on the matter, the Gotei 13 and the Mibu clan had given them any chances to give up, but they refuse to give into either of us. They always believe comparing justice and vengeance: Hollows devour souls of Humans, so why must it be that those who harm and kill friends and relatives get sent peacefully to Soul Society? So they hated that the Shinigami gave this too them."

Ichigo scoffed, feeling himself glare in rage at the Quinces stupidity. "So to the end they were nothing but fools," He stated in harsh coldness. "Their armies were nothing but destroyed, given them hardly any chance to fight back. They could have given up, saving their woman and children from death, but they refuse to give up because of their pride, thus leaving them to their destruction."

Masaki nodded, feeling quite proud that her son had figured out that much. "Yes, but even though they were quite arrogant, they were no means foolish or stupid."

"For some time after fighting the San Kurai Daimyo (Three Dark Lords) and Alucard, the Quincy somehow predicted that we would plan to wipe them out." She explained, "They tried to protect themselves from this by gather a large amount of Youkai to battle us, or more precise, my father and Yamamoto."

"What are bunches of Youkai going to do to them?" The orange haired shinigami asked.

His mother suddenly raised her hand, stopping him from anything else he was going to say. "Yes, it would have happen if the situation you think happened. The Quincy knew that my father and Yamamoto would join the battle, thus giving them a chance to prepare. To do so, they called forward from the Youkai Realm a massed army of Youko (Spirit Fox), youkai that were able to wield fire to a great extent."

"Special types of Youkai foxes that was able to use fire as a weapon?" The orange haired shinigami scoffed. "I doubt that either of those damn foxes could compare to either Yamamoto-ji-san r Kyo-ji-san in power. The only way I could see them wearing them down is by their sheer numbers, other than that they stood no chance in beating either of them."

Masaki smiled, feeling proud that her son could figure out what she as going to say with so little info. He may be rash and rush into things when he's enraged, but when he thinks clearly he could be a deadly person to deal with. Her eyes narrowed a bit as she looked at her only son, if he was going to have a single chance against those two, he was going to need to case away his emotions. She could tell by looking at him that deep down he did not enjoy killing, only doing it when he ha no other choice or was to caught up in his rage to know what he was doing. Facing both Juha Bach and Aizen, he was going to need to case them away quickly, giving them no chance to be able to use his emotions against him.

"You are correct Ichi-kun; the Quincy did plan for the Youko (Spirit Fox) to at least slow them down." The orange haired war goddess shook her head, "They did manage to wear them down a bit, but that did not stop Yamamoto or my father from killing their entire army of Youko. Their plans were well plotted out to the point where they out tactical us, they just underestimated the power each one of us wielded."

Her voice started to change, becoming darker and filled with blood lusted that caused all of Ichigo's body to tense up. Something was wrong, he could feel it in the hair around her the way she was glaring coldly down upon him. "Something happened," He started. "Didn't it?"

Her mother nodded, "We may have wiped out most of the Quincy race that day, but we mistakenly did not kill them all." Masaki admitted

"What the hell?" Ichigo growled out, unfolding his arms and stepping closer towards his mother. "You mean that during that massacre, they were able to get a small army of Quinces out? That doesn't seem possible. The only thing I could think of is that they hide a large army before the Jigoku no Tsu arrived to attacked and kill the others that stayed behind to fight."

"We vastly underestimated them, just like they did us when we attacked them." Masaki stated, "The army they manage to evade from us was the one that agreed to the Alliance with the Mibu that betrayed my father. The day my father and Yamamoto sent us out to deal with Alucard was the same day they attacked Mt. Fui." Her eyes suddenly became for darker, glowing slightly in cold anger. "Before the ambush, to build up their strength so the ambush would work effectively enough to at least but my father and Yamamoto near death. Those damn fools that swore they live to protect humans allowed Youkai's of all kinds to kill and eat every small village to large cities that they came across. Hearing about this during the ambush, my father and Yamamoto slaughter each and every last Quincy and Youkai that stood before them in all three major ambush armies without question."

Ichigo nodded, not a trace of forgiveness on his face. "If they allowed the Youkai to be able to do something like that, then neither the Quincy nor the Mibu deserve forgiveness." He stated darkly, "But I thought you said Yamamoto-ji-san and Kyo-ji-san were the ones that order Jigoku no Tsu to annihilate almost the entire Youkai race?" He asked being confused on the matter, "If what you said was true, then those two were the ones that did it, not the Jigoku no Tsu."

Masaki shook her head, "The Jigoku no Tsu were the ones that almost annihilated the Youkai race." She admitted, which confused her son greatly. "During are orders of dealing with Alucard, we encountered Akasha and the rest of the San Kurai Daimyo (Three Dark Lords) who's goal was to also put an end to Alucard's destruction across Japan. Since we had the same goal, we allowed them to accompany us to deal with Alucard."

"Why would you allow enemies to be so close to you?" Her son asked.

"Keep your enemies closer," She said with a dark smirk crossing over her face. "It was the first lesson both my father and Unohana taught me. Keeping your enemies closer could be both deadly and a good position, it gives you the chance to see what they would do to kill you." Her eyes suddenly turn darker, "But, the battle did not go as we had planned. We were going to use overwhelming force to be able to completely overwhelm Alucard, but he had far more power than we had anticipated."

The orange haired shinigami scoffed, not believing a bit of what his mother was saying. "He may have grown powerful, but he could not be strong enough to take on seven elite warriors along with the strongest three Youkai."

"He wasn't," His mother stated.

"Then what was the problem?"

"Regeneration," Masaki stated coldly, voice void of any emotion whatsoever. "As I said before, Shinso vampires are far more powerful than S-class vampire's in any category, along with being far more power than Arrancar's in terms of regeneration. In terms of that, any cutting force we used on him was next to useless against his body. The only thing we could harm him with was extreme brute force or powerful cutting attacks that he could not regenerate from. In terms of brute strength, Akasha was leagues above most and since this was her own kind that cause this destruction to the Human race, Unohana, Shunsui, Ukitake, and your father allowed her, Mikogami and Touhou deal with Alucard."

Ichigo became extremely confused at this, he thought from what he heard that his mother had help defeat Alucard. "I thought that bastard Mikogami told me that you had helped defeat Alucard?" He narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked at his mother. "From what you just said, it looked like that did not happen."

"You're wrong about that Ichi-kun, I did help fight and defeat Alucard." Masaki said, smirking darkly at him. "I wouldn't allow this chance to slip me by again, even though over the years of fighting and blood that as stain my nodachi, I still wanted to make those who order my mother's capture to suffer more than anything. Your father and the other's knew this, so they let me go along with them to fight against Alucard and make sure he was dead." Her eyes were dark, and filled with murderous intent as she thought about passed memories. "I would allow Akasha, Mikogami or Touhou be the ones to take him out of this world. The last thing I wanted him to see was my eyes looking down on him, just before I ran my blade clean through his neck. During the end of the battle against him, Akasha and I were the only ones that were standing, both exhausted but still had enough power to be able to kill him once and for all."

Something was wrong, Ichigo could tell by the murderous look in his mother's wyes that continue to grow with each passing second. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Didn't you two kill him?"

"No." Masaki stated darkly," Before I could build up enough reiatsu to kill him once and for all for all the sins he has committed to all three realm's. That goddamn fool Akasha use my own power, along with Mikogami and Touhou to seal Alucard off into eternal slumber." She growled lowly in her throat, "She was a fool for doing something like that and not allowing me to kill him off. But, even though I wanted my revenge on him for what he caused me to do to my mother, I knew I could not stop Akasha from dealing with her own race problems."

They foolish bastards! It was the only thought that passed through Ichigo's mind. This bastard Alucard was a major threat, having enough power to be able to wipe out both Youkai and the Human race. If they did not kill him and just sealed him off into a deep slumber, then Alucard had a high possibility to break the seal if given the right moment to do so. Killing him off would be the only way to deal with the threat completely; wipe it out before it could cause more problems in the future. Why the hell would Akasha just seal him off? Something wasn't making any sense but he kept silent at the moment.

"After Alucard was dealt with, the Tengoku Senso no Geto (Four Gates of Heaven War) was over." Masaki explained, "But problems began to arise within the Youkai Realm. Since the Shuzen family was all but destroyed, various Youkai of different race were looking for someone to pay for it. For centuries they had looked up to the Shuzen family as a source of power, the head family in the Youkai realm that leads them to power. They were all but destroyed during the war, and since they were too weak to be able to lead, Youkai began to stir an attacked human's out of anger towards them."

"Why the hell would they attack human's for?" Ichigo asked not getting it in the least. "What does attacking humans have to do with the Shuzen family being destroyed during the war? And where was these damn San Kurai Daimyo (Three Dark Lords)? Couldn't they have lead the Youkai Realm until the Shuzen family could build themselves up from the war?"

"They could have been able to lead it as you said Ichi-kun," Masaki said. "But during the times, Akasha and the others were creating a barrier to be able to conceal away a Yokai Academy. They sealed it away from the Human world using the Hanketsu no Rozario (Rosary of Judgment), hoping to live a peaceful coexistence with humans. They had no idea the chaos that was happen across Japan during the time, so they could not have known it was happening while trying to create something that will help Youkai coexistence with Human's."

"So that's what happen," Ichigo stated. "Yamamoto-ji-san and your father came to the decision to wipe out most of them to cause fear in them all, letting that fear drive them to never attempt something like that again. They order the Jigoku no Tsu (Seven Gates of Hell) to carry this fear across the Youkai realm, thus leading to why they were almost wipe-out."

"You're correct on a bit of what you said Ichi-kun," Masaki said. "Yamamoto and my father did order us to lay fear in them to make sure they would not pull something like this again, but they only call forward only four of us to do this."

Ichigo's eyes widen, "That doesn't make sense." He said annoyed at what he just heard, "Why would they only call four of you to do something like this? Wouldn't it be more effective if they allowed the whole group to pull this off?"

Masaki nodded, "It would have made sense to call forward the entire Jigoku no Tsu to so this. But Unohana, Ukitake, and Kyoraku wanted us four to do it along. They said that they did not need the full power of the Jigoku no Tsu (Seven Gates of Hell) to carry this out, so myself, your father, Yoruichi, and Kisuke were the ones that carried it out." She sighed a bit, "We wipe out most of them, leaving only a large amount of them to be able to build up their race again."

Ichigo sighed a bit, straitening himself out and walking towards Tenro (Heavenly wolf) that was still buried about a good feet deep into the ground. He narrowed his eyes at the nodachi, for some odd reason he still could not believe that this blade was a part of him like Zangetsu was. But now after what his mother had explained to him about it and how it happened, he could now see that she was not telling him any kind of lies. He could feel himself inside of the blade, all of his rage and bloodlust that he's been feeling ever since everything that has happened to him in Karakura Town and Yokai Academy. This damn nodachi was feeding off of him, taking his own energy and using it against him to make it wield to him.

Maybe this damn nodachi was a part of that damn thing that tried to take him over a couple of weeks ago? He scoffed at the thought. This nodachi was not a part of that fucking coward, but it was feeding of it like it was some kind of tick. It has been feeding off of his reiatsu ever since he had come to Yokai Academy, he just been too caught up in his rage to ever noticing it happen. He narrowed his eyes in anger, feeling angry at himself for letting himself fall before a damn blade that was a part of him. Ichigo wasn't going to allow that to happen, if this damn thing wanted his body as a host, he was going to have to fight him for it with everything it had.

He suddenly felt something warm around him, but feel with so much darkness and blood lust that it made his left arm tremble a bit. This fear, it was the same fear he felt when he fought his Hollow and Tensa Zangetsu when they fused with one another. He cursed himself for feeling anything at the moment, he clapped down on himself in an instant, throwing away the fear his body was growing with. He eyes morph into crimson orbs, leaving just the white of his sclera's. He turns a bit, staring directly into the eyes of a wolf completely made out of his reiatsu standing on the side of his mother.

"So," Ichigo said, voice void of any emotion whatsoever. He finally understood what his mother was trying to teach him through everything she had told him about the war that happened two-hundred years ago. He held within him the power of his family, along with the mistakes they made during the Tengoku no Geto (Four Gates of Heaven War). The orange haired shinigami finally understood that he could not allow his emotions get in the way of what he must do, to kill those to bastards and protect Moka and Kumiko was the only thing he had to do with all his body, soul, and mind could muster. "You must be Tenro, the damn nodachi that things he could control me?"

The wolf chuckled darkly, looking at the orange haired teen that stood before him with clam eyes. "Very impressive, you manage to completely overwhelm the fear that was building in your body with sheer will only." It looked up towards Masaki, who was looking at her son with a clam look in her eyes. "Your son is strong Masaki, but I will not let a weak samurai wield me if he can't hold in his own emotions."

Ichigo head move a bit to the side, moving his long orange locks to fall over his eyes to give him and even darker look than before. "Just like you won't let someone weak wield you, I won't let a damn thing be able to control me either." His eyes remained emotionless, but a small smirk crosses over his face. "It seems that both of us have something in common, but remember that you are now my blade, my weapon to be wielded to carry out my revenge against those two who have messed with my family for the last time."

The spirit of Tenro said nothing, just looking at the orange haired shinigami for a moment before breaking apart into small shards of reiatsu. Ichigo stood there, eyes as cold as ice as he looked on without moving a single muscle. This damn sword or whatever that damn thing that tried to take him over was not going to have his body, he refuse to let them take over and hurt the only remains of family he had left in this world. Before he would let something like that happened around them, he would make sure to kill himself to make sure they were save from harm. He looked up towards his mother, seeing that she was smirking down on him with a clam look in her eyes.

He stepped forward a bit, just to get closer to her, but paused a bit once he seen the entire area around him began to break apart. "What the hell's going one?" He asked, looking at his mother for answers.

Masaki smirked, vanishing and reappearing directly in front of Ichigo. She raised her hand towards his face, looking at him with a sad but proud look on her face. "This is the last time I'm going to be able to talk to you Ichi-kun," She said.

Ichigo's eyes widen, feeling his heart break a bit at his mother's declaration. He knew that he could not see her forever like he thought he could, but he still hurt to know that he could never see her again. He shook his head mentally at that thought, throwing away those thoughts aside. Maybe he wouldn't be able to feel or talk to his mother again, but by no mean did that mean that she would never be by his side. It wasn't just her either, everyone that died in Karakura Town would always be by his side not matter what he went through.

He smirked a bit, "I love you Ka-san."

Masaki smiled a bit, tears gather and falling from her eyes as she looked at her son. She stepped back a bit, "I love you too Ichi-kun." She said with as much love as she could, "No matter what you have to go through, know that your father, Karin, Yuzu, and the rest of us will always be by your side." Ichigo smiled, closing his eyes a feeling the world around him began to fade away.

I know

Real world

Hokuto couldn't believe that this was the same man that mange to strike fear into the heart of the Youkai realm; it must have been a mistake to think that a fool like this could cause someone to fear him. He laughed at the simple thought of someone being able to hold fear by the person that was kneeling before him, a weak childish bastard who didn't deserve none of the praise he receive from his majesty. Kurosaki Ichigo was simply nothing but a child that flared his anger around the world, thinking that someone was supposed to feel sorry for everything that happens to him. With only simply plans, he took down a man that both that bastard Aizen and his majesty feared more than anything. The brown haired Vandenreich member felt himself smirk darkly, charging up more Reishi (Spirit Particles) into his bow Ginrei Kojaku (Arc sparrow of the sliver peak).

Hokuto didn't feel a once sorry for what had happen to Kurosaki Ichigo; whatever his majesty had bestowed on him was his on undoing. Maybe if they would a bowed and pledged their loyalty to his majesty, then maybe they would have been nothing but slaves that could be used at any time the Vandenreich wanted to use them. But they didn't, they wanted to fight against the Vandenreich which lead to every single person that the weak fool before him cared about to die all pathetic deaths. Using Hirenkyaku (Flying Screen step/God step), he vanished in a burst of speed a reappeared a couple of meters away from where Ichigo was still kneeling. Looking around, he smirked to see that he was behind some trees that he could use for protection from the backlash of his attack.

Even though he could still feel that the legendary nodachi Tenro (Heavenly wolf) was still taking reiatsu from Kurosaki Ichigo, the brown haired teen knew that he was going to have to use had attack that would be able to completely overwhelm and break through any defense the orange haired bastard's body still had enough power to hold up. He scoffed at that, knowing from what he was seeing from Kurosaki that he was not going to need a lot of reishi like he would have wanted to. Trees around him along with the ground began to break up into reishi, gather around his body before being absorbed into his Ginrei Kojaku. Hokuto felt himself laughed darkly, if only he had discovered this power within him just before he fought Tsukune and Moka, he would have been able to kill them both without much difficulty on his part. Maybe after this little problem was dealt with, he could find those two along with their friends to end what he started a year ago.

"You are truly a worthless person aren't you Kurosaki Ichigo?" Hokuto said darkly as he stared at the still kneeling Ichigo. For some odd reason he did not know of, he was starting to get a bad feeling from the orange haired teen before him. Could it be possible for him to been able to take control of Tenro? He scoffed at the mere thought of it. This weak minded fool could not have possibility overwhelm Tenro and took control of it, the sound of it being possible cause a chuckle to passed through his lips. "You and I are kind of alike, being both Hybrids and all from two different races. But you are a true Hybrid, being born from two of the most powerful races to ever grace this planet." He looked cruelty down upon Ichigo, "But look at you, so pathetic that you couldn't even overcome a sword that was passed down to you by your own mother." The orange haired shinigami kneeling just meters away from him said nothing, keeping silent without letting a trace of sound pass through his lips. "Goodbye Kurosaki Ichigo, knowing that you could not obtain that revenge you so dearly wanted."

"Heilig Pfeil (Holy Arrow)"

Releasing the reishi he had gather from the surrounding area, the brown haired teen's spirit bow burst into a hellish storm of bluish arrows that tore through everything in their path. The twelve-hundred arrows race across the area in hellish speed, traveling the distance between Ichigo and Hokuto in an instant. Ichigo still remained unmoving, only looking up with glowing crimson eyes the moment his body and vision was overwhelm with spiritual arrows. The area around the orange haired shinigami exploded outwards, causing a blue spiritual dome of reishi to flare out around the entire area for miles. Standing meters away, Hokuto covers his eyes a bit and glared murderously into the distance.

There was no way he could have seen it, there was no way that weak minded fool Kurosaki could have been able to break through Tenro trying to take him over. He suddenly smirked; straighten himself out to his full height and staring into the cloud of smoke that covers the now destroyed body of Kurosaki Ichigo. Even if he did manage to break free from Tenro, there was no way he could have survive a head on collision with his Heilig Pfeil (Holy Arrow). He narrowed his eyes a bit before facing towards the north of the forest, feeling his annoyance began to build up. There was no possible way that Kiria should be taking this long to deal with that weak vampire; the only possible thing he could think of was that the sliver haired teen was playing with his food.

He growled in annoyance, they had no time to be playing with these two fools at the current moment. They had more important matter to deal with than trying to show to weakling they could never fight, that what they thought they could do was nothing but an illusion that their own minds build up for them. His majesty had given him streak orders to deal with Kurosaki Ichigo, when that was finished; they were supposed to capture Moka Akashiya along with that hybrid daughter Kumiko Akashiya Kurosaki. The brown haired teen narrowed his eyes, wondering why his majesty would want anything to do with them, not a single one of them could give him the peace he wanted for the entire world. He scoffed, no matter what his majesty wanted with them, he vowed that he would follow him until he had enough power given to him to kill of both Juha Bach and that bastard Aizen.

He looked back, titled his head to the side a bit so he could look where Kurosaki's body was still cover in smoke. "You seem too have been more impressive than I had thought," He complimented. "Breaking free from Tenro is no small feat at all, you made that bitch of a mother you had a bit proud. Maybe you could see her when you arrive in hell" He laughed darkly, but widen his eyes once and immense amount of bloodlust and darkness filled the area around him.

The brown haired teen quickly summoned his Ginrei Kojaku (Arc sparrow of the sliver peak) back two his hands, quickly turning around and holding it up. He gathered reishi around him, absorbing it and gather enough to fire a large amount of arrows at any time he needed to. Hokuto felt his teeth grit together in uncontrolled irritation and rage, there was no possible way that weak orange haired bastard should have been able to survive 1200 arrows being impaled into his body all at once. Was it possible that he was able to move out of the way just before they would have made contact? Impossible! No a single person he knew of could be that fast to be able to dodge an attack that close. Pulling his arm back a bit, he fires a couple of hundred arrows into the covered area of smoke.

He waited for a moment, trying to find any possible thing that would give him a point on where Kurosaki could be at. The brown haired Vandenreich member back up a bit to keep a safe distance, feeling the bloodlust and darkness around him began to grow more powerful and controlled. He felt his arms began to shake without him even noticing it, along with his face began to sweat in fear. He felt angered at himself, feeling that he should not feel fear from a weak boy like Kurosaki. Hokuto wasn't going to allow himself to die against someone that was some much weaker then him in mind and power, which was something that he was not going to let happen no matter what.

"I know you're alive Kurosaki Ichigo," the brown haired teen called out into the darkness. "Very impressive by the way, I never thought you could have been able to break out of Tenro's control." He chuckled a bit, "I guess you have more surprises than I would have thought."

"You talk too much"

For the first time in a long time, Hokuto felt his eyes widen in fear, dark, almost animalistic aura was standing directly beyond him. Impossible! There was no possible way that this bastard could have been able to completely by pass his awareness without him even noticing it. His aura was too huge and filled with dark emotions for him not to sense coming towards him, how was it possible that he could get behind him like that? Nothing was making sense to him anymore the longer he stood where he was. The brown haired teen didn't make a move, fearing that if he moves it would give the bastard behind him the chance to attack him. He gritted his teeth together, feeling helpless that he wasn't able to make a move without fear of being killed.

Seconds passed and not a single muscle was move, neither of them was going to give each other the opportunity to be able to move. Knowing that he was faster than Ichigo, Hokuto use Hirenkyaku to vanish and reappear a few meters away from where he was previously standing. Quickly, he stood up and fired of a Heilig Pfeil, unleashing another hellish storm of arrows towards Ichigo who was looking at him with crimson emotionless eyes. The Heilig Pfeil overwhelmed Ichigo, causing a dome of blue reishi to cover his body. Hokuto felt himself smirk darkly, but widen his eyes once he saw each one of the arrows he fire shatter into a thousand pieces.

Kurosaki Ichigo stood before him, right hand raise outward and covered with blood red reiatsu that was growing darker with each passing second. Hokuto stumbled backwards a bit, looking at Ichigo with fear growing in his eyes. There was no possible way what he saw should be real! But he could not doubt with what his eyes had just saw. That bastard Kurosaki had manage to block every last one of his arrows with ease, looking like what he just done and not winded him a bit. The cold dark emotionless look was still in his eyes, the long cloak blowing in the wind and his power as he stared directly into his eyes.

"That's… impossible!" Hokuto shuddered out, feeling his entire body shaking on him. He was trying with everything he had to stop his body from shaking, but neither his body nor his mind would listen to a command he gave it. None of this was supposed to be happening, this bastard Kurosaki Ichigo should have been dead from the first time he had unleashed his Heilig Pfeil. "How did you manage to evade a block my Heilig Pfeil?" He growled in rage. "THERE'S NO POSSIBLE WAY YOU SHOULD BE THAT FAST TO ACCOMPLISH SOMETHING LIKE THAT!"

"That Quincy technique you just use," The orange haired shinigami said, voice dark and void of any emotion whatsoever. "Was a technique my friend Uryu Ishida use," His eyes narrowed a bit. "How would you have learned something like that?"

Hokuto felt himself smirk darkly at this, thinking that he would be able to use this little information to his advantaged. From what he could remember, this fool before him loses control of his power every time someone talks down about his friends. He stood straight a bit, lower his Ginrei Kojaku (Arc sparrow of the sliver peak). "From what his majesty told me," He started. "You had a Quincy friend by that name didn't you?" He laughed a bit. "If he dead, he must have been another fool just like that family that were foolish enough not to bow down before his majesty"

It came to suddenly for him to be able to react or feel in the first two seconds, the only thing the brown haired teen could remember was Ichigo's entire eyes completely turn crimson red before pain beyond anything he had ever felt explode within his stomach. For the first few seconds, Hokuto felt not a single ounce of pain, the only thing he could do his stare into the crimson eyes of the devil that stood only inches away from him. It couldn't help anything his mind or body was doing at the moment; the only thing he could do at the moment was stare into those crimson orbs that was filled with nothing but darkness. These eyes held no joy, no mercy, no remorse, no forgiveness, or no love whatsoever as he stare at them. Suddenly his body arched in pain, he tried to hold in in but all his body was on fire without him even BEING able to push it back.

"AHHHAAHHHHAHHAH!" Hokuto screamed, feeling pain beyond anything he ever felt explode inside his body.

Ichigo looked stared at him with any trace of emotion on his face, the only thing that was processing in his mind at the moment that the brown haired bastard before him had to die. Not a single person on his fucking planet was going to live another day taking down upon his friends like that! This bastard had no idea what Uryu with through during the day Karakura Town was massacred before his eyes. A savage growl passed through his throat, looking down with nothing but disgust in his eyes. This bastard was going to die, nothing was going to help him or stop Ichigo from making what he vowed to do possible. He jerked his right hand to the side, ripping Tenro out of Hokuto stomach with savage cruelty.

Hokuto stumbled back a bit, holding on his wound with the only remaining arm he had left. He looked up a bit, staring at Ichigo with fear in his eyes. "That's… not possible," He shuddered out with blood dripping from his mouth. He stepped back more, feeling all his body and mind screaming for him to get away from this devil before him. "How… are you this strong? A person like you should have not been able to break free from Tenro's control."

Again Ichigo said not a single word to the half dead fool before him, the only thing he did was raise Tenro to the section of his body that divide his chest and stomach. His eyes glowed brighter than before, causing Hokuto two jumped back a bit as much as he could. Seconds later, an intense wind slammed into his body, causing cuts and scars to rip open the more he stood where he was standing. The brown haired teen looked up, eyes widen in fear as he looked at Ichigo's entire form covered in darkness, and the only thing he could see was Ichigo's left hand which was glowing blood red, running across the flat side of Tenro. He knew what Kurosaki was doing, if he didn't do something fast then he was going to die here without accomplishing what he wanted to do.

Mumyou Jinpuu

Hokuto growled, pushing down the fear his body was feeling and raising to his full height. "Don't think I'm going to fall as easily as that fool Saizou," He growled out darkly, voice changing as his body began to grow and stretch out. "I will not allow myself to be killed by someone as weak as you! I will not let myself live in either dimension knowing that I lost against someone like YOU!"

Ryuu

The brown haired Vandenreich member's body increase in size, growing until he was towered over Kurosaki about good seven or eight feet. His body no longer resembled a human; his body now resembled a hug bug that was covered in multiple long spikes that were shaped like scythes. He roared a bit, forcing reishi into his lungs to blow a large part of the forest that was covering them away. Hokuto growled darkly, looking down on Ichigo to see that his two fingers had only traveled half way along Tenro's flat edge. He stepped forward, raising his arms and glaring darkly down upon the orange haired shinigami with nothing but hatred in his mind.

"I will kill you hear and now Kurosaki Ichigo!" The transformed Hokuto growled out in fury. "The revenge you wanted so badly against his majesty and that bastard Aizen will in her, along with your LIFE!" He swung down, but his arm was instantly obliterated the moment in came into contact with the intense wind that was covering Ichigo's body.

"Satsujin Ken," The orange haired shinigami finished darkly. The nodachi in his right hand was glowing an intense red, causing the wind around his body to increase, blowing a part trees and the ground that stood around him. For the first time, Ichigo let a smirk cross over his face as he looked up towards the monster that stood before him, but it was fill with nothing but bloodlust and hate as he looked at the wounded Hokuto. "You don't have to worry about anything you fool, the moment you said something about my mother was the moment your life ended, saying something about a comrade of minds just ended it." He shifted a bit, pulling Tenro towards his side in a Kendo stance.

Hokuto growled, looking down at Ichigo with nothing but rage in his eyes. He was not going to allow himself to be killed here by this fool; he was going to allow himself to be so humiliated by a fool that could not control his own emotions. He roared in fury, breaking the ground under him and rushing towards Ichigo with nothing but the intent to kill him with the humiliation he's caused him. "DIE YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" he swung downward with his remaining arm, but again his arm was completely obliterated on contact, he cried out and stumbled backwards-

"Mizuchi"

Before Hokuto even had a chance to scream out in shock and fury, the orange haired shinigami standing inches away from him swung upwards, a long red streak following the path he swung. Hokuto screams of absolute pain was covered over by the intense of the red reiatsu that covered his entire body. The brown haired Vandenreich member's body began breaking down, showing each laying of his body crumble away to ash until his bones was the only thing left, seconds later it to crumbles away in ash. A tower of intense red reiatsu towered over the entire forest, causing the dark sky above to be lightening up by the crimson glow. Standing only inches away, Ichigo glared forward with nothing but clam rage in his emotionless eyes.

"I hope you heard it just before you fucking life ended," The orange haired shinigami spoke coldly. "The melodious voice of the divine wind"

Tenro (Heavenly Wolf) was clutched tightly in his right hand, still flaring with crimson reiatsu that was flowing off of the tip and sides of the nodachi. His longs orange hair was blowing in the wind, along with the cloak that Yoruichi gave him so long ago. He could allow himself to fail any longer; killing those two was the only thing he had to worry about. Too many lives suffered because of them, too many lives were ruin because of their selfish ambition, and for that they did not deserve to live for all they had done. He looked back towards nothing, else completely overwhelm by the crimson glow that covered his entire right eye.

I will not fail

I will kill those two for what they have done

Just rest now and know I will obtain what you wish for

Rest in Pease everyone

Miles away, unknown location in Shinjiku

"He's far stronger than you thought," A blonde haired woman said looking back at the man who lap she was sitting on. "It's he, Sosuke Aizen?"

The brown haired traitorous shinigami said nothing to the woman before him, only folding his arms and looking into the screen that was inches away from his face. He could feel himself smirking at what he had just witness, just like he had planned, he knew Kurosaki Ichigo was going to overcome something like what that fool Juha Bach but before him. That fool Hokuto was too arrogant; he should have known that he stood no chance against the orange haired shinigami just because he had obtain his Quincy powers. But nonetheless Aizen was satisfied with what he had just witness, Kurosaki was growing stronger with each passing day. He stood up a bit from where he was standing, causing the blonde haired woman to glare at him a bit for not warning her.

"You are by far the most interesting person I half come across," Sosuke Aizen compliments, smirking as he stared into Kurosaki's glowing crimson eyes. "What do you think of him," He turn a bit to look at the woman before him, staring at her with the same look he gave the Gotei 13 during the Arrancar war. "Gyokuro Shuzen?"

The blonde haired woman smirked darkly, stepping a bit closer to stand on the side of the traitorous shinigami. "I could see he is that he is that woman's son," She complimented. "He's something unique, but far too weak to be able to pose a threat to either Fairy Tail's plans."

Aizen said nothing; just continue to look at the screen with the same look on his face. The orange haired shinigami was coming to Shinjiku, looking for one of the only Arrancar during the time of the war he bonded with a year ago. He felt himself chuckle a bit, he was looking forward to meeting the boy before him again. The brown haired traitor wanted to see the look of rage in the boy's eyes, the same look he gave him just before he left him in Karakura Two to either die, or live just like he wanted him to. He turned a bit, looking down to see a small girl dress in a Quincy outfit smiling darkly up towards him.

"He's going to be arriving into Shinjiku soon," Aizen began, turning back towards the screen. "Make sure he doesn't leave the city alive, Bambietta Basterbine."

The small black haired girl smiled darkly, jerking on the chain in her left hand. Small screams was heard behind her, she smirked and looked at the four Arrancar that his majesty had bestowed upon her. She was going to but these things to use, using them like pawns until they were no longer needed. Bambietta had been waiting a long time to see Kurosaki Ichigo again, and she wasn't going to allow herself to miss this chance.

She licked her lips a bit, "Don't worry Aizen." She said, turning around and walking from the dark room. "I been waiting for a long time to see Kurosaki Ichigo again," She chuckled darkly. " I just hope he manages to survive once I start playing with him."

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End Chapter eighteen

Author Notes: Sorry for the very long chapter! Have to say that this is my longest one yet I have written. Just hope that this doesn't' piss some of you off with the length, just wanted to get all this down this chapter so most of you could understand what happen during the war. Hope you like it! Took me awhile to write everything I wanted to be explained down. Sorry about the long waited update! Just had a lot to do with work and college. From now on for a while, nothing will be put on except Ichigo's memories to the other's, I know that is what most of you want to read in the first place.

Next on the vs.…

Juha Bach vs. Sosuke Aizen

I wanted to know who you think is far more cruel to their men, which one his faster to killing their men without hesitation. I also want to know which one of them you think is smarter, planned out and know when to act better. Just tell me what you think, and just want to say sorry about taking so long to update again.

Tensa Zangetsu 17

Signing out