AN: i was off a few days, so i'm terribly sorry that you had to wait! I don't really like this chapter though, so don't expect too much from it. I'm not even sure if i should go on like this, since i have not the slightest idea how that will turn out with my weird imagination!

Even though, i hope you enjoy it, even if it's just a little tiny bit. :)

Chapter 5 Reboot

Ichigo couldn't believe his bad luck. Why had it to be him, and why did all this happen?

He stood in front of a huge window, soaking in his new reflection. There was no way around it, he just had to get used to it now. Shiro lay in a bloody pulp a few meters behind him, slightly groaning.

How dare him, to simply change his outer appearance, without even asking? At least he didn't turn out to have pink hair, or something like this. Still it was a bit shocking.

That person in the reflection didn't look like him at all.

This person was tall, so much taller than himself, and more muscular as well. Snowy white hair decorated his head, in his usual spiky way, but now his hair reached almost his waist. Two strands of it had a different color, though. One his usual flashy orange, and another pitch black, as Zangetsus.

His face seemed paler, and he wore a constantly bored look on his face. There still was the dark scar, on the right side of his face, splitting his eyebrow and running through his eye. This scar was the only thing that reminded him of his old self, and he was glad for that. On the other side of his face, a tattoo was itched on his pale skin. There were tree red stripes, running underneath his eye, reminding of the stripes that were shown on his first hollow mask.

The most disturbing thing about his new appearances were his eyes. While one was a blood red color, that looked like he had liquid blood running through his iris, the other eye was a glowing sky blue. He liked his old, creamy brown eyes, but they were gone now, replaced by the eyes of a demon, a monster, a killer… It saddened Ichigo to look like this.

He turned around, and looked at his Hollow, who managed to pull himself into a sitting position. At first he was so mad at Shiro for doing this, but now, he almost felt sorry for his outburst. He didn't do it, to cause Ichigo harm. Maybe it was good, after all it was a new beginning, wasn't it?

"I'm leaving, we need to find out what year it is.." Ichigo said, and left his inner world, with a static noise, before either of the spirits could point a certain issue out to him.

"What do you think? Will he notice in time? He's kind of oblivious, isn't he?"

"He truly is…"

Back in the real world, Ichigo raised himself from the floor, and his gaze turned towards the ladder, that lead up to god-knows-where. While just a little time before he was eager to climb up the ladder, he had his doubts now. Does he really want to face everything yet? Going outside, where nobody knows him, and all his friends were strangers, or not yet born?

He had to do it, in order to save everyone, in order to spare all these lives, and never let that horrible war happen. A determined look crept on his face, and he hurried over to the ladder, climbing it up with a haste. After a few minutes, he reached a dark room, that held no furniture, or else, in it. It reminded him of Uraharas Shop, but that couldn't be, could it? Ichigo pulled a paper door aside, just to step in a long corridor, as well dark as the previous room, so Ichigo assumed it was night.

Inside of the whole building, Ichigo couldn't sense any presence at all, even though the whole building hummed with spiritual energy. That was strange, wasn't it?

He continued to wander through the building, now and then looking into a room, only to find it empty, void of any personal items, or anything out of order. After a while, he reached a room, which looked exactly like the candy display of the Urahara Shop, but it was empy. So it was before Kisuke was exiled from the Soul Society, but why was this place so packed with spiritual pressure?

A sudden roar rushed Ichigo out of his thoughts, and without second thought, he stormed to the direction of the Hollow to slay it, he didn't even notice how different everything looked, since the living world looked a lot different a hundred years ago.

Suddenly he came to a halt, as he noticed something was missing. How could he have not noticed, that the weight of Zangetsu was missing on his back. He instantly sent a silent question inside his mind, to ask Zangetsu. When he felt a little pull of his Reiatsu, a weird sword appeared in his hand, which didn't look like a bit like his Zanpakuto, before he could even ask, Zangetsu said: "We'll get to that later, but isn't it more important to slay that Hollow you heard, before it kills someone?"

Ichigo didn't need to answer him, instead he simply rushed off to where he clearly could feel the source of Hollow energy.

Curiosity was written all over his face, as he stared at the unfamiliar sword, while he used Shunpo to reach his destination.

It was slim and long, it overall looked like a Nodachi, with two cutting edges but there was something else about it. His new sword was split in half. One side of his blade was a pure white, which seemed to glow in the dark, while the other side was pitch black, that sucked up every light, it normally should be reflecting. A thin purple line, separates the two colors. The blade was humming with power, and Ichigo had the feeling, that there was more to it, but he didn't have quite the time to figure that out now, because he now faced the Hollow he'd been tracking.

It was an ugly beast, resembling something like a centipede, with many legs, and a lengthy body.

A loud roar was heard as Ichigo noticed the young soul which crawled away from the Hollow in fear. Ichigo was glad that he came in time, as he raised his sword, to kill the Hollow from behind. Without trying the blade cut through the Hollow, and Ichigo landed on the floor. He walked over to the young soul, and crouched down, konsoing it without any problems with his new sword.

After that Ichigo sat down on the grass, and looked up into a clear night, enjoying the peaceful moment he had. That was until he noticed a person standing a distance away from him, watching him with interest.

Ichigo couldn't really belive his eyes, before him stood a younger version of his old best friend.

"K-Kisuke?"…

So, how was it? I'd be pretty pleased about reviews, so let everything out on me, i'll live!

Love, mspauly.