August 31, 2013 - Saturday

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A/N: You guys are awesome! I seriously want to shake your hand and hug your neck (not trying to be weird). So far, since I posted the prologue of this story, I've gotten 38 reviews, 43 favorites, and 64 followers for this story alone. This was become by most popular story yet! I played Xbox for six hours, get off, check my email and I had 41 messages. In short, I was bouncing off the walls of my house with happiness. *cough* anyways, please enjoy Chapter 1.

Edited Version

Chapter 1: Fast Forward

"Ahhchoo."

"You alright Satelizer?" First year Kazuya Aoi asked. "You're not getting another cold, are you?"

"I don't think so." The blonde second year Pandora shook her head. "I just got a weird feeling and sneezed. Not the feeling you get when you're about to sneeze, just a strange feeling."

He nodded. "Well, at least it's not a cold." He gave her a look of concern. "You remember what happened the last time you got a cold, and had that match with Ganessa?"

A blush spread across Satelizer's face, and she quickly averted her eyes. Yeah, she remembered it alright, and she wished she could forget it. It wasn't the proudest moment of her life by a long shot. "Let's just get to the lunchroom."

Kazuya gave a small blush too and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, sorry for bringing it up."

The pair walked silently down the hall before reaching the lunchroom. Satelizer went to their usual eating table, while Kazuya ordered their meal from the Burger Queen. He quickly brought the bag of burger to the table and passed Satelizer her's.

"There sure isn't a lot of students in here today." Kazuya said before biting into his burger and Satelizer glanced around the room. He was right, the lunchroom was unusually empty today. Usually the tables here were crowded and the Burger Queen usually had a long line of hunger students waiting to order. Today however, there was only a couple groups of students at every other table.

"They must be studying for the upcoming exam." Satelizer said, finally bringing her eyes back to her meal. "They're trying to pack as much studying time in as they can, and they won't even take a break to eat."

"Well at least it gives us a little more privacy." He smiled and a small streak of red spread across the Pandora's face. It was true, they never really had any alone time. It always seemed like someone would interrupt them just when things were getting good. Maybe the would have the alone time they needed. Kazuya jumped a little as his vision went dark, as he felt someone cover his eyes. "Guess who Kazuya." Or not.

"Rana what are you doing?" Kazuya asked. He reached to remove her arms, only for them to slide down to his neck and embrace him into a hug. The freshman's face went red when he felt the familiar feeling of something soft press against his back.

"I'm just paying a visit to my soul mate." She smiled and tightened her hug before looking over at her love rival. "Good afternoon Satelizer."

The British Pandora gave the Tibetan a look of annoyance before biting into her burger. "Hello Rana, would you please remove your arms from Kazuya."

"Why should I?" She tightened her arms around his neck some more, making the Limiter feel like he was it a death grip. He tried in vain to get their attention, but the Pandoras were to busy staring daggers at each other. "As his soul mate, it's only natural that I stay by his side and show him affection." She slowly brushed his hair, completely unaware of his pleads to be let go.

"Firstly, he's not your soul mate. Secondly, Kazuya is my Limiter, you shouldn't be trying to get all close with him."

Rana smirked. "Looks like someone's getting jealous."

"No-o I'm not, I just.." She looked down at the table; her face scarlet red. She hadn't exactly said she loved Kazuya yet, even though it was pretty obvious to everyone.

"Anyway, I've got some news that you two might want to hear. Kazuya, would yo- KAZUYA!" Satelizer looked up to see what was the problem, and almost screamed herself. Poor Kazuya had turned blue, and with his eyes rolled back in his head, he looked like he was on Death's door.

"Kazuya!"

"Kazuya!"

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"Are you sure you're alright Kazuya?" Rana asked with a real look of concern.

'No.' The Limiter took a few more needed breaths before sitting up. "I'm alright, I just need a little time to recover." His color had returned and his eyes weren't rolled back in his head, so he must be fine. "It may have been the lack of oxygen to my brain, but didn't you say you had some news for us?"

"That's right," Rana clapped her hands together, and returned to her usual cheery personality, while Satelizer just frowned. "I hear two rumors today that you guys might want to hear?"

The blonde gave her a questioning look. "And they would be..."

"You remember Cathy Lockheart, the top ranking third year student, from East Genetics?" Both them nodded. "Well, I heard the teacher talking in the hall, and they said that Ms. Lockheart was going to transfer here next week!"

"Seriously?!" Satelizer and Kazuya said in unison. The top third year student of East Genetics was going to transfer to West Genetics? The same Pandora that had one of Kazuya's sister's Stigmata?

Rana shook her finger. "And that's not the only news. After hearing about Cathy, the teachers started talking about a special new student."

"A new student? Who?"

"The teachers don't know. Apparently Sister Margaret got a letter from someone, that said a special student would be arriving to our school tomorrow. That's all I know."

"Weird," Kazuya stated, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "First we hear Cathy's going to transfer hear, and then we hear about this special student. I wonder who it's going to be, a Limiter or a Pandora?"

"You arrived right on time, come on Ichigo, wake up."

Ichigo's eyebrow twitched when he hear the familiar sound of Kisuke's voice, and felt his cane poking his side. The orange haired teen cracked his eyes open, and waited for them to focus before setting them on the former captain. "Kisuke you bastard, I'm gonn-." Ichigo stopped mid sentence. Something was off. Kisuke looked... different.

The crazy candy shop still wore his striped hat and green robe, but he his face seemed...older. His hair seemed whiter, and his facial hair looked grayer. He tilted his head. "Something wrong, Ichigo?"

"What isn't wrong?" Ichigo sat up and gave Kisuke an evil eye. "Your piece of crap machine didn't work. I'm not testing it out again."

"Oh," Kisuke peeked out from under his hat. "My machine wasn't a complete failure."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

The former captain pointed a finger at himself. "Do I look different to you, Ichigo?"

"If you're trying to ask if I think you're pretty, then no."

"I'm being serious, do I look different to how you usually see me?"

Ichigo swallowed. Kisuke did look a little different, but not enough to really bother him. "You look...I guess.. older? That grey in your side burns makes you look kinda old."

The candy shop owner pulled his hat over his eyes further, and gave a slow nod. "At least you noticed, fifty two years can even affect a Soul Reaper."

"Excuse me?"

"Get comfortable Ichigo. We have a lot to discuss, and I don't think you're going to take it very well."

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It was a good thing Ichigo had taken all those classes with Orihime. After hearing what Kisuke had to say, old Ichigo might have murdered him in a bloody mess. Luckily, thanks to Orihime's character class, Ichigo just crossed his arms ans took deep breaths. "Alright, go through this with me one more time. What year is it?"

"2065," Urahara hid a small smile with his fan. "You've been throw 52 years into the future, Ichigo."

"2065, huh?" The substitute Soul Reaper patted his knees and rocked back and forth. "2065..." He grabbed Kisuke's collar and shook him violently. "What the hell do you mean it's 2065?!" I'm from 2013, how did I get pushed 52 years into the future?!" He let go of Urahara's shirt and pushed him back. "You only got a couple of seconds, so start explaining now." He placed a threat in each word.

"O.k o.k, calm down my friend. I'll be happy to explain everything again; where would you like me to start?"

"Go over everything again, you said something about "Novas", "Pandoras", and a tear in the space-time continue. Explain everything to me."

Urahara snapped his fan shut and folded his arms. "You remember when you got sent to that parallel universe?"

"Yeah, what about it?" His eye twitched. "Don't tell me it happened again!"

"No no," Kisuke waved his hands. "Your still in your dimension, you're just farther down the timeline. Time and space work in parallel with each other, if you interfere with one, you interfere with the other. My teleporter worked by moving your molecules from one place to another through space. The cross-dimensional accident you were in was easily explainable and understandable. Your molecules were sent through the trans-dimensional boundaries and you materialized there."

"What's that have to do with me being in the future?" Ichigo snapped.

"I'm getting to that. The last time you used the teleporter, instead of tearing through space, the teleporter threw you forward in time. To this day I still don't know why, but it happened. And that's why you're in 2065."

"Then how did you know?" Ichigo asked with a raised eyebrow. "When I woke up, you said I arrived right on time. You make it sound like you knew when I would arrive."

"I did." Ichigo's eyes widened as Kisuke continued. "When you return to your time, you tell past me about what happened and the date that it happened."

"You can send me back to the present?!" He grabbed Kisuke's collar again. "Do it then!"

"I can't yet." the former captain stated, earning a puzzled look from the teen. "I've known about this day for the last fifty-two years, and I've made all the preparations for you. From what you told me, it'll take me several months to make a time machine to send you back to your time. I've been doing a lot of research on time travel, and it will take me some time to build it."

"How long?"

"If I'm right and everything goes according to plan, it should take me four to six months."

Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "Not a lot of things go according to plan for you." He had tried the teleporter out two times, and it had fail miserably both times. Having faith in Kisuke this time didn't appeal well to Ichigo.

Urahara chuckled. "Oh, you're going to be saying that a lot in your lifetime."

"What?"

"Nothing." Kisuke waved it off. "Now let's get to your preparations for where you're going to be staying."

"What do you mean "preparations". I'm going to be staying here aren't I?"

"I guess I should've explained the situation. While your stuck here, you will be attending West Genetics Academy, a school where Limiters and Pandoras learn to fight the Nova."

"..."

"..."

Ichigo raised a hand. "Question, what the hell is a Nova, what the hell is a Pandora, and why the hell should I attend this school?" Learning that you've been sent into the future was a lot to take in at one time. In the past two years, Ichigo had had a lot of shocks and had learned a lot of thinks that most people would call myth, so he was only minority shocked by this latest event. But being told he had to go to some academy, out of the blue, was not something he was going to let go without question. "You told me you were going to explain everything, so start explaining."

"I guess I should," He laughed and scratched the back of his head. "Thirty years ago, extra-dimension beings called "Nova" invaded Earth. They appeared out of nowhere and started wreaking havoc for no known reason. They are extremely powerful and normal human military has little chance at defeating them... and that's where the Limiters and Pandora come in. Pandora's and Limiters are humans implanted with a material called "Stigmata." Girls with Stigmata are called Pandoras, and can summon special weapons called "Volt Weapons". Males with Stigmata in their bodies are called Limiters and create Freezing areas."

"Freezing areas?" Ichigo questioned. Another new thing he was going to have to learn about?

"Novas can create special energy field around themselves and manipulate time itself. Anything that enters this "Freezing" field with become immobilized, hence the name. Freezing areas are the main defense of Nova's and the main reason they are so hard to kill, but Limiters can counter this by making their own Freezing area. While the Limiters disable the Nova's Freezing area, the Pandoras go in and the destroy it."

Ichigo nodded, only really getting able half of what Kisuke was saying. "That's all interesting and all, but what does Limiters, Pandora, and Nova have to do with me going to this school. What was it callled...West Genetics? Why do I have to go to a school for Limiters and Pandora, I'm not one of them, I don't have a Stigmata implanted in my body."

"Didn't have Stigmata implanted in your body." Kisuke replied, while at the same time trying to suppress a grin. It took the orange haired teen several moments to catch on to Kisuke's drift. The moment he did, he gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Hat and Clogs, what did you do to me?"

The shop owners remained unfazed by the dangerous aura flowing from Ichigo body. Instead, a smiled broke out across his face. "Nothing that'll harm. I just injected a liquid version of Stigmata into your body while you were sleeping. I think you'll be pleased with the results."

"You injected Stigmata into me!" Ichigo roared, causing Kisuke's sweat to drop and chuckle softly. "What the hell is wrong with you, shooting stuff into people's bodies while they're unconscious? You're worst then Mayuri!"

"Calm down Ichigo, you don't even know what the Stigmata does for you." He raised a finger and pointed at Ichigo's right hand. "Hold out your hand and call out you Zanpakuto."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, lift out your hand and say Zangestu." From the look in his eye, Ichigo could tell he was being dead serious. "Trust me."

Trust me? He had heard Kisuke say that a lot, and he could only really trust him half the time. But hey, Ichigo would bite. "Whatever you say." He lifted out his right hand. "Zangestu."

Ichigo eyes widened when he felt the familiar weight, and his Zanpakuto materialized. He gripped the hilt and examined the black and white, butcher knife-shaped blade. For the first, since arriving here, a smooth calmness spread over Ichigo. "How am I able to summon my Zanpakuto while I'm, in my human body?"

"I altered the Stigmata that I injected in your body, so that you are able to summon your Zanpakuto while in your human body. Just call your Zanpakuto's name and it'll materialize in your right hand." He scratched his he sheepishly. "There is a little restriction though. In order to keep your power from straining your body, I had to put a restriction on your energy. In Shikai, you'll have access to only 50% of your power, and you'll only be at 25% power with your Bankai. If you didn't have these restrictions, you body wouldn't be able to handle your Soul Reaper powers."

"So I can activate my Bankai?" Ichigo asked.

"Yes, but like I said, you'll only be able to use 25% of your full power. Knowing your level of power, that shouldn't be much of a handicap." Ichigo simply nodded as he slid his fingers down the length of the blade. This whole day had been strange, but holding Zangestu made it feel less strange. "One more thing Ichigo. I want you to hold your left hand and have the palm face the ground."

"Like this?" He placed out his hand with the palm facing the floor.

"Yes, now say freeze."

Ichigo gave Kisuke a funny looked, who only replied with a shrug. The teen let out a sigh. "Freeze." Instantly the Ichigo's hand began to glow, and a blue crystal like formation spread out across the ground from underneath his hand. "What the hell?"

"Bravo Ichigo," Urahara grunted, slowly lifting his arm above his head like it weighed a ton. "Damn that's strong, I didn't think your freezing area would be this strong. Impressive as always, Ichigo."

"Let me guess, this my Stigmata that's doing this."

The former captain nodded and grinned. "I wasn't a hundred percent sure that the Stigmata would be a complete success, but I think I out did myself with this one." Ichigo just scowled and shook his head as Kisuke went on with more ego boosters for himself. Past, present, or future Kisuke; they were all the same. Then one question popped into Ichigo's head.

"Ehh, Kisuke."

The Soul Reaper stopped stroking his ego for a moment. "Yeah Ichigo, what's up?"

Ichigo's sweatdropped and looked at the freezing area. "How do I turn this things off?"

"I still don't understand how you got this?" Ichigo yelled over the roar of the chopper's blades. "How on God's green Earth did you get a helicopter?" Across from him, Kisuke chuckled.

"I have connections my boy. I thought you knew that by now."

Ichigo waved his hand. "Fair enough, but I don't get why we have to go to West Genetics in this thing. Isn't this...a little loud?"

"Important people need to make big entrances. You'll learn that in a few years." The former captain settled back in his seat and closed his eyes.

"So you're not going to tell me what my future hold?" Ichigo asked. Kisuke cracked open one eye.

"That kinda a random question?"

"You know what my future holds, why not tell me a little about what's going to happen to me."

"I can't do that?"

"Why not?"

"Because if I spoiled your future, then I that would have an effect on space and time. Don't you watch sci-fi movies?"

Ichigo pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. "Can't say that I do?"

Urahara closed his eye. "Well you should, you need the education. I don't know a single teenage boy that doesn't like a good sci-fi movie." Several tick marks popped out of Ichigo head, as he clenched his fists. Urahara just laughed. "And also, if you look out the window, you'll see West Genetics."

"We're already there?" Ichigo looked out the side window and his jaw dropped. The school was huge! From the little that he could see, Ichigo already tell the place was at least five times the size of Karakura High. From the iron gates in the front and the multiple buildings dotting the school grounds, a regular person might have mistaken it for a regular military school. "I'm going to school here?"

"Impressive isn't it?" He turned around and tapped the pilot's shoulder. "Just set us down here." The pilot nodded and Ichigo felt the chopper slowly sink down.

"Now Ichigo," Urahara said, bringing the teen's attention back to him. "I want you to be on your best behavior."

"I'm not a kid Kisuke, I don't need you telling me when to behave, I do have manners."

"I know I know I just wanted to remind you. Sister Margret is a very sweet woman and I don't want you to make a bad impression on her. You can be headstrong and smart mouthed at times."

There was a small thump, a sign the chopper had landed, and Kisuke slid open the side. He stepped out and was followed by Ichigo, who had a duffel back of clothes that Kisuke had prepared for him. "Come on Ichigo." Kisuke waved for him to follow. "We have a good walk ahead of us."

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"Here we are, this is the office."

"About damn time." Ichigo growled. "Do you know how many corners we turned, because I sure as hell don't. I lost count after the first couple." It was true, Ichigo had followed Kisuke from the gate. After all the twist and turns, Ichigo had completely lost all sense of direction.

"Doesn't matter." Kisuke replied. "I'm sure you'll get familiar with this place in time." He tilted his hat so that his eyes were hidden by shadows. "Now Ichigo," he said in a serious tone. "I want you to remember, as soon as I knock on this door, your life a West Genetics will begin. Just remember that." He lifted his fist and hit the door with three rapid knocks. The pair stood there for several seconds before there was a reply.

"Please come in..."

A/N: Thanks again guys for all the support you've shown this story so far. I have a feeling this is going to be the beginning of a good story.

I've decided that Ichigo will have four love interests, no more than that. I feel like I can work with that and make this a fairly entertaining story.

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