A/N: I know that I had started a Ben 10 version of this story, but when I was watching Bleach and the Boba Fett series, plus Kenobi and The Mandalorian, it really got me thinking that maybe that wasn't the best crossover category to use for this story. Ben is a hero, not a warrior like Ichigo or many OCs out there. So, I decided to give it another shot by using Bleach as the main category. Yes, it is another Ichigo loses his powers and is abandoned story, but hopefully with the unique twists I'm putting on this one, it'll be a little less generic. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy my new story idea, Jedi or Sith: Protector's Journey!

Summary: The war between the Soul Reapers and the Arrancar has been won. Aizen's followers have either fled or been killed, and Aizen himself has been imprisoned with his powers sealed thanks to the efforts of a Substitute Shinigami. But that victory came at a heavy price for all involved. Now powerless and all but isolated on orders from the Shinigami Soutaicho, Ichigo discovers a side of his heritage he didn't think possible and taps into the power of the living Force. Discovered by Dooku and trained to be a Sith Lord, will Ichigo save the galaxy and prove that he is still the one who protects, or will he fall to the Dark Side and destroy everything and everyone who stands against him?

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or Star Wars: The Clone Wars!

"..." = Normal People Talking

'...' = Normal People Thinking

"..." = Hollows Talking

"..." = Holocrons/Recordings

'...' = Hollows Thinking

An empty room with a single glowing tear drop is shown as all remains silent, sad, and lonely. Not a soul for miles around. But then, a hand belonging to a young man reaches down and picks up the tear before the camera pans up to show the retreating back of a young man with spiky hair wearing what appears to be armor.

Shizuka ni shizuka ni, maku wa kiri otoshi

Kakusei no yoake ni aoi honoo

Chaos begins to rise in the human world. The streets are cracked and broken, houses are destroyed, and dead bodies lay everywhere. Most appear to have been mauled by beasts. Prowling the streets are these demonic creatures wearing masks that look like various skulls. A fade transition reveals Sōsuke Aizen standing atop a spire looking over the carnage with an arrogant smirk and a cold, calculating gaze. Quick flashes to different battlefields reveal Yoruichi Shihoin, Kisuke Urahara, Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, and Obi-Wan Kenobi fighting against these creatures and a droid army.

Bokura wa make wo shiranai,

Yowasa wo dakishime aruita

Atarashii kiba de, jidai wo kisame

Finally, the spiky haired man is revealed to be Ichigo Kurosaki wearing special armor. But it wasn't just any ordinary armor, it was armor made from Beskarr, otherwise known as Mandalorian Iron. A tattered cape billowed behind him as he slowly placed a Mandalorian helmet over his head, ignited a red blade from a sword hilt he was carrying… and charged as the carnage truly began! Anakin and Obi-Wan ignited their blue Lightsabers and charged into the army of droids, cutting them down left and right before using the Force to hurl their destroyed parts at a large Hollow that looked like a gargoyle. But this only served to make it angry as it opened its mouth and charged up a Cero. Ahsoka used her Lightsaber in a reverse grip to deflect blaster fire before being forced to fight another Hollow that looked like a bat and was forced even further on the defensive!

Shizuka ni shizuka ni, maku wa kiri otoshi

Kakusei no yoake ni aoi honoo

Kisuke stood before his former student, eyes full of regret, and released the shikai of his Zanpakutō, Benihime, as Ichigo brought his own blade down for a strike that surely would have sliced the former Captain class Shinigami in half down the middle. From the Kurosaki clinic, Ichigo's little sisters, Yuzu and Karin, couldn't help but cry as they held a photo in their hands. One that brought memories of happier times with their older brother. And as the fighting dragged on, all of Ichigo's former friends joined in the fight.

"Mamoritai anata" ni, deaeru sono hi made wa

Yuushuu no bi yori, me no mae no teki wo

Chad tried to use his hollowfied fists against Ichigo, but the boy caught his fist and broke both his arms at the elbows before using the larger man to blugeon Uryu. He grabbed Orihime by the face and threw her through a wall and blocking a combined strike from Yoruichi and Tatsuki. Even Rukia, Renji, and the other Soul Reapers were no match for this new and improved Ichigo Kurosaki! They all lay broken, battered, and bleeding as the Soutaicho joins the fray, Ryujin Jakka in hand.

Itoshikute itoshikute, hoka ni wa nani mo nakute

Koko kara miwatashita, keshiki zenbu

Flashes of memories from Ichigo's happier days fly by in an instant as he and the elderly Shinigami clash blades multiple times. From his first meeting with Rukia, to his battle against Aizen, every one of those memories is briefly shown as if they're playing on an old film reel. Aizen just watches as a hooded Sith Lord appears next to him, his visible features showing clear signs of degradation from delving too deep into the power of the Dark Side of the Force. Yuzu and Karin lock eyes with Ichigo's through his helmet.

Matomete tsureteitte, ageru sa hanasai de

Zutto nari yamanu, ranbu no merodi

He removes his helmet and lets it drop to the ground as a single tear falls from his eye, splashing on the ground and forming a puddle that shows Ichigo Kurosaki as the man he once was. A bright young man who was willing to go to infinity and beyond for his friends.

A Lonely Protector's Discovery and a Protector's Departure

~In A Galaxy Far, Far Away…~

The sound of humming and laser clashes resonated through a training arena as the Sith Lord, Darth Tyrannus, A.K.A. Count Dooku, was once again training an important general for the Separatist faction. Grievous is certainly no Jedi or Sith, but his ability to grasp the concept of Lightsaber combat is not lost to him. The cyborg general wielded two Lightsabers stolen from the corpses of Jedi he's killed in the past, the green and blue blades clashing with Dooku's own red blade from his curved hilt Lightsaber.

However, Dooku took notice of how easily predictable the strikes from the general were. And he was sorely disappointed in how the general failed to grasp the concept of finesse.

"Stop using the standard attacks! Use the unorthodox!" Dooku instructed.

After doing so, Grievous began to use attacks that were far more elaborate and a bit harder for the aging Sith Lord to counter. He even used the mechanical talons on his feet to grip one Lightsaber and extend his reach while spinning like a breakdancer. However, Dooku was still unimpressed.

"How often must I tell you? Control my central line!" Dooku scolded.

He got his wish as he was forced to retreat from one of Grievous' downward slashes before the general used a sideways upwards slash that could have done some damage if he wasn't careful.

"Good." Dooku praised.

Grievous charged at Dooku, but the Sith Lord countered by sending him to the ground using the Force. This did not deter the killer of Jedi, however, as he began to attack in a more aggressive manner. Dooku noticed this, but also took note of several key flaws in his doing so.

"Faster, destroy my focus!" Dooku exclaimed before adding "You're holding the saber too tightly!"

Grievous loosened his grip, but this caused his blue bladed saber to be knocked from his hand by Dooku, extinguishing its blue blade in the process. The elderly man caught the Jedi weapon as training concluded for the day.

"Now, too lightly." Dooku said as he finished his instruction.

However, as he took a closer look at this Lightsaber, he noticed that it's not one of the ones that the cyborg General of the Separatists normally uses.

"Hmm. A new one?" he asked.

Grievous extinguished the green blade of his other Lightsaber before clipping it to his hip, revealing three other Lightsabers hidden under his cloak.

"Your training has served me well. It has awarded me many trophies." Grievous replied.

"Don't let your pursuit of trinkets cloud your reality. Remember what I taught you, General. If you are to succeed in combat against the best of the Jedi, you must have fear, surprise, and intimidation on your side. For if any one element is lacking it would be best for you to retreat. You must break them before you engage them. Only then will you ensure victory and have your trophy." lectured Dooku.

He used the Force to levitate the Lightsaber in front of Grievous, which the cybernetic General took back.

"Wise council, my apprentice. Most wise." said a hologram of a hooded man who sounded older than Dooku.

"My master." Dooku greeted, bowing to the hologram.

"I have sensed a disturbance in the Force, Darth Tyrannus. Am I correct to assume that you have felt it as well?" Sidious asked.

"I have, Master. I sensed it as I was training Grievous. What do you wish for me to do about it, Lord Sidious?" Dooku replied.

The hologram of Darth Sidious took a holodisk out of his sleeve and brought up an image of someplace with a planet called Earth in it. He quickly transmitted the coordinates to Dooku's own.

"I want you to go to these coordinates and find the source of this tremor in the Force, and train them in the ways of the Sith before the Jedi can get their hands on them." Sidious ordered.

"Your will shall be done, my master." Dooku said, bowing as the hologram fizzled out.

Moving quickly, Dooku boarded his Solar Sailor and flew to the galaxy where the coordinates from his master led, preparing himself to face this powerful being and have them join the Sith order.

~Planet Earth: Karakura Town…~

Ichigo sighed as he continued on his way home from another grueling day of working for Ikumi. It's been a year since he gave up his powers to stop Aizen and save his friends, and at first, he was fine with it. He was glad to be a normal human again, figuring that his powers would eventually return on their own. He could take that time to get caught up with school, re-enroll in karate classes, maybe put a little more effort into his part-time job. And it was pretty good for him at the time. But after the first few days, Ichigo had begun to notice some peculiarities cropping up in his life.

The first being that his father seemed to be treating him like a fragile piece of glass. No longer did he attack Ichigo when he woke up in the morning or got home from school or work. And Ichigo was fine with that, it just meant one less thing to annoy him in life. Especially if the old man finally started to stop acting like such a man-child. But then he noticed how most of his friends, such as Orihime, Chad, and Uryu had seemed to be avoiding him and giving him a wide berth. At first, Ichigo figured that they're probably still adjusting to life after everything that they've been through regarding the Hollows and the war with Aizen, and they just needed a little space. So, he left well enough alone and didn't think too much of it.

Unfortunately, this didn't stop even after he gave it a month. If anything, it just got worse to the point that it felt like everyone was isolating him from everyone else. And it deeply hurt Ichigo's heart, especially once Orihime started dating Uryu.

He wasn't blind to her affections as most people had assumed he was. He just hadn't been interested in pursuing a relationship at the time, especially since any one of his enemies could have used Orihime as leverage to get to him. And Aizen had essentially done just that when he had his two Espada, Ulquiorra and Yammy, kidnap Orihime in order to use her powers for his own gains. And once again, Ichigo had been left on his own, for the most part, to rescue her as the Soul Society had labeled her as a traitor because of it. Fortunately, at the time, he had help from Kisuke, Chad, and Uryu to storm Hueco Mundo where they were keeping Orihime hostage.

Ichigo sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He knew that he shouldn't be feeling so upset over the others blazing their own paths, but it felt to him like everything that they've all gone through together was absolutely meaningless. And it wasn't just his family and mortal friends. Even those he's befriended in the Soul Society such as Rukia and Renji seemed to have cut off all ties to him. They didn't even try to visit him while using a Gigai!

Reaching into his pocket, Ichigo took out what was truly his last link to the Soul Society. The wooden badge that showed his position as a Substitute Shinigami and allowed his soul to leave his body to fight Hollows. He didn't know why he kept it with him anymore since he was now totally powerless, but even when he threw it away in the past it always seemed to just appear on his person. He glared at the badge that he once considered an invaluable item and a symbol of him belonging amongst others like him, but now he just thought of it as a piece of junk given to him by a band of ingrates. As Ichigo continued his walk, he saw that he was approaching the bridge where all of this nonsense truly started. The bridge where his mother, Masaki Kurosaki, was killed by a Hollow known as Grand Fisher. He walks to the edge of the bridge and sees that the river's water level is much higher than it usually is.

"It must've rained upstream. It'd be certain death if someone fell in." Ichigo pondered aloud.

Now, I know what you're thinking, but Ichigo's not there to commit suicide. No, he may have a heart that feel like it's made of broken glass now, but he's still stronger than that. Instead, he took his substitute badge and crushed it in his bare hand. Then he chucked it as hard as he could into the river watching as it was swept away by the current.

"And stay gone this time!" snarled Ichigo.

Turning on his heel, Ichigo started walking in a random direction not even caring about where his destination might be. He certainly wouldn't be going home anytime soon since he didn't want to take his anger out on his sisters by accident. Throughout this whole rotten year, Karin and Yuzu have stuck by his side and have been nothing but supportive. Yuzu has remained as sweet and caring as ever and always makes sure to help her older brother open up about his feelings since she knows that it's not good for his emotional health for him to bottle everything up. And while Karin is as blunt and tactless as a sack of mallets, she's not afraid to stand up for her older brother and didn't hesitate to give his now former friends a piece of her mind using every single curse word she's ever heard her old man say, whether he was aware that he said them or not!

Both Ichigo and his sisters would always laugh at the memory of their father washing his own mouth out with soap and scolding himself for teaching one of his, at the time, eleven-year-old daughters how to curse like a sailor.

But even the few good times he's had can't hold back the pain and anger he is feeling at this very moment. Ichigo felt like a ticking time bomb just waiting for the time when he'll blow up and cause untold amounts of damage. And given how strong he had become when he had his powers, it's not an unwarranted concern. Probably why nobody from Soul Society kept in touch with him anymore. They were probably afraid of what would happen should he get his powers back.

Ichigo was so unfocused during his angry walk that he hadn't even noticed that he'd been out for several hours, or that there was something strange sticking out of the ground. Not until he hit it with his foot mid-step and hurt himself.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Sonnovabitch!" cursed Ichigo as he hopped on one foot. "What the hell was that, a rock?"

He looked back to where he hit the 'rock' only to find that it wasn't a rock at all. It was some sort of glowing metal cube with what he assumed to be runes carved into it. Naturally, he became rather curious about this object and knelt down to dig it out of the ground which was much easier to do since the soil around it had already been loosened up by time. Ichigo picked it up and dusted it off as best he could. He could already tell that, despite looking ancient, this thing was clearly far more advanced than anything humans have created. And it seemed to be glowing brighter within his hands.

"What is this thing, some sort of overly complicated rubix cube?" Ichigo asked.

But as he held it at arm's length, he let out a startled yelp as a beam of light rose up from the top panel and someone very familiar appeared before him. It was a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties to early thirties with fair skin, wavy light brown hair that fell down to her back with bangs down to her chin in the front, and brown eyes. She was wearing a kind of armor that Ichigo had never seen before with what he thought was a jetpack on her back. Held under her arm was a helmet that had a strange looking visor to see out of, and she had what appeared to be a pair of sword hilts clipped to her belt.

"I am Jedi Master Masaki Kurosaki of the Galactic Republic, and head of a house of Kurosaki of the planet Mandalore. I am an interactive hologram recording that was created by the true Masaki Kurosaki to train whoever finds her holocron in the ways of the Mandalorian warriors and the ways of the Jedi." said the recording.

Ichigo sank to his knees as his legs gave out from under him out of pure shock.

"M…Mom?" he managed to ask.

Masaki's interactive hologram smiled sadly and said, "My little protector. Look at you, almost all grown up and already so strong. I may not be your real mother, but I was programmed to receive all of her memories as she aged up until she died. I'm so sorry you had to live through something so horrible, my baby boy."

"So, you know that you… er, mom… was…"

Ichigo couldn't bring himself to say it.

"I know that I died at the hands of that Hollow known as Grand Fisher. Crafty little son of a Hutt got me with a cheap and dishonorable tactic like that! But my soul was not eaten by him like he led you to believe. Unlike most Jedi, or most people in general, I was a believer of the one true God who created the sea and the land, and everything else in existence. I accepted him into my heart and was welcomed into the kingdom of heaven upon my death. I've been watching over you since that dreadful day, Ichigo, and I must say you've gone to hell and back and have more than proven yourself as a true Mandalorian."

"Hold up. What do you mean by that? What's a Mandalorian?" Ichigo asked.

The hologram of his mother scoffed and shook her head.

"To think that your father would keep yours and your sisters' heritage from you all these years despite my wishes. You've become a real warrior in spite of your father, and you don't even know what you truly are. But perhaps that's also my fault. I should have told you sooner, but I didn't want to lay such a heavy burden upon your shoulders so early on in life. I wanted to tell you when you turned fourteen, but then Grand Fisher attacked, and your father kept your heritage from you. Possibly out of spite, given how much he loved me, he probably partially blamed you for my death. Well, no time like the present."

Masaki, or at least her interactive Holocron recording, went on to tell Ichigo about how she may look human, but she's really a humanoid subspecies known as a Mandalorian who was born and raised on the planet Mandalore. She told him how she was trained in the ancient warrior ways of the Mandalorians of the past, as her clan, the Kurosaki clan, never gave up their warrior ways despite the Duchess, Satin Kryz, declaring Mandalore a neutral world and forcing her people to lay down their arms and become a planet of pacifists. Which she and the rest of her clan felt was an insult to their ancestors. And they're not the only ones. But she also told them how, at a young age, about six or seven years old or so, she was found by a wise old Jedi Master named Yoda who had discovered that she was strong in the Force, a living energy that exists in all things. After speaking with her parents, it was agreed that she would be brought to the temple on Coruscant for training while her mother and father would come with them to continue her training as a Mandalorian.

It was a strange and, quite frankly, unorthodox situation that had many a Jedi concerned about due to their attachment rule brought on by their code. A code that Ichigo, after listening to it, found absolutely ridiculous! 'There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge. There is no passion, there is serenity. There is no chaos, there is harmony. There is no death, there is the Force.'. Just from hearing it once, he could already see so many flaws in that code. It reminded him of the Shinigami, in a way, especially with their strict adherence to their own flawed governing body and outdated rules. Outdated rules that had almost cost Rukia her very life!

She also told Ichigo how, when she was sixteen and had become a Jedi Knight, one of the youngest in history, she had left Coruscant on an expedition to the unknown regions of the galaxy where she came across the planet Earth. It was here where she would meet and do battle with the man who would become her husband, Isshin Kurosaki, who went by the name Isshin Shiba back then. She was surprised by his strength in spite of using such archaic techniques such as a simple sword and several spells, but he had earned her respect as their fight had ended in a tie. They would fight many more times after that, each time trying to win against the other. And through some strange twist of fate, they started dating. From there, the rest is history.

Masaki had been asked by Isshin to marry him, she accepted, they became husband and wife, had three beautiful children, and she never looked back on her old Jedi life. Though, she still practiced her skills in seclusion so as to keep her skills sharp. A shame it didn't help her against a goddamn cheap-shotting asshole of a Hollow!

Needless to say, Ichigo was floored by all of this new information.

"Oh my god…! I… I need a minute. This is a lot to take in." Ichigo said as he rubbed his temples.

"I understand, my son." Masaki said with a nod. "But I had to reveal all of this to you. Even as a recording on a Holocron I can sense that the Force has become out of balance since I was alive. There is a great darkness on the rise, and I fear that if it is allowed to fester the way it is, it will mean the end of not only the Jedi, but the end of all things!"

"But what can I do?" Ichigo asked. "I gave up my powers to stop Aizen, and even if I just retrained myself to use a sword, I wouldn't be strong enough to protect anyone I care about!"

Masaki gave Ichigo a reassuring smile and said, "Who says you need to be a Shinigami or a Quincy to protect someone? You found my holocron that I had kept hidden from everyone, including your father, so that when the time was right, I could pass on my knowledge to one who is worthy. And who could be more worthy of learning the ways of the Force and of a Mandalorian than my own flesh and blood?"

Ichigo's eyes grew just a tad bit wider, for he seemed to quickly catch on to what his mother was telling him.

"A being who is immersed in the Dark Side of the Force approaches the planet. They have likely sensed your own strength in the Force and will want to make you their apprentice. Take my holocron, join him under the guise of becoming his apprentice, and obtain any and all information that you can in order to put an end to this conflict and restore balance to the Force." Masaki instructed.

Ichigo thought about this plan. It seemed foolhardy, reckless, and just downright suicidal.

Now he sees who he gets it from.

He honestly didn't want to have to leave Yuzu and Karin behind, but if what this recording of his mother says is true, then he may not have a choice. So he nodded and deactivated the hologram, don't ask him how he knew how to do that, pocketed the holocron and made a beeline for home. If he's going to leave, then he'll have to at least leave a note for his sisters so that they won't worry. Fortunately, old Goat Chin was away at a medical conference in America and wouldn't be home for the rest of the week. He took Yuzu and Karin with him, so it was just him for the time being. Arriving at his house, which was attached to the Kurosaki Clinic, he quickly ran up to his room and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and began to write.

Not just for his sisters, but so he could really let his former friends know just what he thought.

'To whomever it may concern,

I'm sorry it has to be this way, but I have to leave. Don't bother to come looking for me. By now, I have met up with someone who is willing to teach me what they know, and I won't have to put up with a bunch of ex-friends who seem to think that isolating me is the right way to interact with me after I lost my powers in a war we shouldn't have had to fight in to begin with! Do you people have any idea how much it hurt, knowing that those I considered all but family had abandoned me once I couldn't fight their battles for them anymore? Is that all you consider me to be, your personal weapon and attack dog? Well, if you want me gone so bad, then you got your wish! I'm leaving, and I won't be coming back for a long time, if ever!

That goes double for any Shinigami reading this. You probably thought that with me being powerless, I'd be easier for you to control and turn into the perfect weapon to fight all of your battles for you because you made so many stupid mistakes and made no attempts to fix them! No wonder the Vizards hate you lot so much. I actually empathize with them. You know, when I saved everyone from Aizen at the cost of my powers, I didn't care that I would be an ordinary human again so long as my friends and family were safe and unharmed. I wasn't expecting any kind of grand reward or anything. A simple thank you, or even a handshake for a job well done would have been nice. Instead, you just throw me away like the broken tool you all obviously see me as and leave me to rot in my own emotional turmoil! Even the so-called 'friends' that I made in Soul Society haven't bothered to come by to check in on me, or even just say 'hello', as if I didn't exist in the first place! I don't know if they were ordered to stay away or not, but quite frankly, I couldn't care less anymore. Just know that I will no longer be around to fight your battles for you. The next time you need my help against a threat that you've created because of your outdated and foolish ways, you're on your own.

Karin, Yuzu, if either of you are reading this, please don't blame yourselves. It's not either of your faults that this happened. I have to go out on my own and get stronger for both of you but know that no matter what happens you are my little sisters, and I will always love you both. Take care of old Goat Face for me.

Goodbye, Ichigo Kurosaki.

P.S., If you girls ever run into someone named Kisuke Urahara, give him a good kick to the balls for me.'

Ichigo carefully folded the piece of paper that was his goodbye letter and set it on his nightstand knowing that Yuzu would be the one to discover it since she would be the one to check on him when she got home. At least he wouldn't have to worry about Kon anymore. That stupid mod soul was destroyed in the war with Aizen, and Ichigo didn't miss him in the slightest.

Ichigo took one last look around the house that had been his home for much of his life, eyes settling on that giant poster of his mother that his father set up in the living room. With a heavy heart, Ichigo walked out the door and left Karakura Town, never once looking back as he made his way towards the forest where he wouldn't be disturbed by anyone else. Hopefully he'd be able to get this meeting over with and not worry about anyone trying to stop him. As he arrived in a clearing, he heard a strange noise.

He looked to his right and, to his surprise, a ship unlike anything he's ever seen before floated down and gently landed in the clearing. Oh sure, they can go into space and have gone to the moon, but their space travel science is nowhere near as advanced as this!

'That must be the person mom's recording told me about.' Ichigo thought to himself.

A door opened on the ship as a ramp slid down to the ground, and out walked an old man with a beard wearing dark clothing and a cape held by a chain clasp. On his belt was a sword hilt that was elegantly curved. The man stopped and stared at Ichigo, sensing the latent potential in the Force that this young man possessed.

'So, this young man is the source of that tremor in the Force? Impressive. Most impressive.' Dooku observed.

He was quick to notice that the young man was glaring with a scowl on his face.

"Who are you? And how the hell did you develop space travel as advanced as that?" Ichigo asked.

"My apologies, young man. I am Count Dooku, a Sith Lord, and I have come with a proposition for you." Dooku replied.

Ichigo's glare lessened as he dropped his scowl. He had a feeling he knew what was coming next but said nothing as he followed the instructions given to him by his mother's holocron.

"What sort of a proposition?" Ichigo asked.

"I wish for you to become my apprentice and learn the ways of the Sith." Dooku answered, causing Ichigo to relax his guard, but not drop it.

"What's a Sith, exactly? And why do you want me to become one?" Ichigo questioned further.

He may be willing to follow his mother's plan, but he's not so willing to trust a guy from space, especially when he hasn't known said person for even five minutes.

"You are a highly curious one, aren't you? Allow me to explain, then. The Sith are beings that have unimaginable power that they can use in any way they see fit. With the power of a Sith, you shall have whatever your heart desires. Wealth, fame, women, power, anything to do with as you please. What do you say, young one?" Dooku asked.

Ichigo thought for a moment. The only thing he really wanted was the power to protect those he loved. His mother had learned of the Force from the Jedi, and he knows that with her holocron, she'll pass those teachings down to him. Perhaps it would be a good idea to learn the ways of the Force from the Sith in order to see the differences between the two factions and maybe, just maybe, find perfect balance between the two. After mulling it over and weighing the pros and cons for a couple of minutes, Ichigo agreed to learn from Dooku. The two boarded his ship and flew away from Earth into the vast reaches of space.

But little did Ichigo know that these actions he took today would change his destiny forever.

It would be changed in ways that none from his world could ever comprehend.

***To Be Continued…***

Ending A/N: Okay everyone, that's all for this chapter! I hope you all enjoy this idea more than the Ben 10 one, as I feel it fits a little better especially given what I've done for Ichigo making him of Mandalorian blood instead of Quincy blood. Please don't forget to leave a review for this chapter, and I'll see you all in my next update. May the Force be with you all.