Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach. Just Shizukesa, Takahiro, Emi and Hina.
We are without form, thus we are awestruck. Thus, the blade is brought down a second time. Under the name of a mask and a judge.
-Seireitei-
A simple messenger runs swiftly through the halls of Seireitei his destination of high importance. He wandered what could be happening in the living world that has the whole of Soul Society in an uproar.
Seeing the huge wooden doors in front of him he speeds up the pace, hurriedly pushing the doors open, and running up to the Captain General in a kneeling bow. It had not occurred to him that he was in the middle of a Captain's meeting.
"Excuse me, Yamamoto-taichou, but there is important information that you need to know about."
"Hm. I will excuse your incompetence of barging in on a Captain's meeting this once. So, what is the information you bring."
"Our computers have recently been hacked into and received an unidentified threat on Soul Society."At hearing the information all the Captains go into an uproar.
"Are you sure? My systems are protected with the best Security. It would take thousands of years to hack into it!" exclaims Kurotsuchi Mayuri, 12th division Captain. His experiments and computers are his pride and joy.
"Positive, sir." answers the messenger simple. He dare not look up for fear of what might happen. Calmly the first Taichou raised a hand to which everyone immediately settled, in hopes to hear the rest of the message.
"I assume you have more to say." it was more of a statement than a question.
"Hai. It said: 'Take heed, for Judgment day comes, the Judge has returned.' From the voice sensors, we have reason to believe it was female." answers the 12th squad member.
Three pairs of eyes go wide, two of which snaps their gaze to the head. Yamamoto grips his staff tightly knowing that he will pay for his sin and hopes that mercy befalls him.
"Yamamoto-taichou is there a plan of action?" asks Soi Fong oblivious to the reason his of hesitation.
"Iie. We do nothing for the time being. We don't know if it's a bluff or not." covers Ukitake Junshiro, the 13th division Captain. He could tell that his former sensei was not up to the task of speaking.
"You may leave to your duties." dismisses Kyouraku Shunsui, 8th division Captain, cheerily. Nodding the Shinigamis leave, closing the door. Once out of sight Shunsui's smile falls a bit knowing exactly what his best friend and sensei are thinking.
'She's back and judging by her little message, she's pissed as hell.' he thought seriously but his playful smile soon returns.
'Like they say, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."' he laughs quietly to himself.
-Living World-
Darkness.
That's all I saw. There was no sound, no nothing. It was just a world of nothingness, ready to swallow me whole, so I'll never see the light of day again. It almost made me want to cry.
Almost.
It seemed like an eternity of me just floating there when I heard it.
Water.
The sound of drops of water continuously making contact with more water pierced my senses. My curiosity got the better of me and caused me to move in that direction. With every step I took my mind reeled with unanswered questions.
What I found was a lake, and unlike the caliginous scenery, the water shone an icy blue. The color was familiar to me but in my mind I didn't know why. Before it registered to me a name slipped from my lips.
"Takahiro."
Who was he? Did I know him? Those were just some of the questions I wanted answered. And as if it had the answer, the water rippled beckoning me closer to the edge.
I peered down into the clear liquid, and for what seemed like the first time, there in the water, looking back at me was my reflection.
But it was different in many ways.
My black hair was straight and flowing past my waist as my grey eyes shone brightly. From there is where the similarities end.
I wore a red kimono with flower designs on the shoulders and on the edges, tied around my waist was a black obi with flower designs as well that made a bow in the front. Since the kimono had three separate splits, underneath it I wore a thinner and shorter kimono so that it showed like a skirt.
My reflection, on the other hand, had a part of her flowing hair tied up with a ribbon while the rest of it sat straight around her. Her kimono was also different. It was long sleeved, off the shoulder and went down to the floor. It was white, outlined in black while the underlining was red along with her long obi. The bottom front of the kimono was held together with a golden string so that it didn't show anything inappropriate but it was still rather short. After a few minutes of comparing our appearance, the reflection smirked.
"So we finally meet." she said as my eyes go wide in fear.
"There is no need to fear me, or should I say you."
I turned around and there in front of me stood a solidified version of my reflection. My mouth gapped at what I was seeing. And what did she mean I shouldn't fear myself?
Her smirk grew at seeing my cowering form but didn't move from her spot. That's when it dawned on me that we were no longer in the darkness but in a dark and dense forest. How we got here I didn't know.
"This is our mind." answered the girl. I looked at her hard trying to make heads or tails of everything. She looked at me her smirk never leaving her face.
"I know you have questions for me."
"Who are you?" I asked not meaning to sound as rude as it did. She just chuckled.
"I'm you."
"How?"
"Well, in a matter of speaking, you're me." she rephrased. This only made me more confused.
"I'm confused."
"Don't worry. I won't tell you all the details now but eventually things will come together. All I'll tell you now is that the energy bursts you've been feeling lately are going to get worse. You'll need to protect yourself."
"How?"
"Again don't worry, that boy 'we' like and a few others will protect us. Just don't let yourself be caught or chaos will ensue." She instructed. I nod even though half the things she said left me dazed and confused.
"Good. We'll meet again very soon." she smiled and faded from my sight as did everything else.