Here is the re-edited first chapter. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. If I did, Ichigo would've turned out a Quincy in the Xcution arc.

Chapter 1: Snake Eyes


What is betrayal?

People say betrayal is when one person breaks the trust of another without any knowing of the latter.

But, if a person breaks the trust of that same person with the former knowing of the latter's maniacal and despising act against the former. Would it still be called betrayal?

Humanity has always hung on the precipice of a fickle bond that is stuck together by the trust between two people that it has become a sign of dependence for the human race.

It has always been taught and fed to us by birth, that creating bonds make us stronger. Makes us and creates what we become. They say, your future always depend upon the company you choose to have. And surely it has become a sign of weakness for the weak-willed oppressed over by the ones who try to break it.

Such is this dependence that it never leaves us, even in death.

And such is the thing that led to Yoruichi asking this question to herself again and again as she fell along with Chad, Orihime and Ganju from the palace of the Soul King.

"Where did we went wrong, Ichigo?"

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"We're getting closer to the palace everyone! All of you, brace yourselves!", Yoruichi shouted as Ichigo and his rag-tag group of saviors made their way to the Soul King Palace in the ever classic Urahara way, through a reishi cannon.

Brought back old Seireitei memories didn't it?

"Nearing ground!" was all the warning they got before they impacted against the solid reishi walls of the Palace.

BOOOOM!

There was dust and debris everywhere and slowly figures emerged from the dust. Slowly, a silhouette seemed to appear and it gave way to the appearance of Kurosaki Ichigo with his rag-tag group. He turned and looked around in the dust concerned and asked, "Everyone OK?"

A series of 'Yeah!' was heard and he seemed to smile at that. He looked at the direction of the Palace halls and said, "Then let's go save the Soul King!". Saying that he started to run at the direction of an ensuing conflict happening, if the big blast of reishi was any indication to it.

A nod and everyone started to run with him towards their destination and everyone had worry written all over their faces. Why won't it be? It was the Soul King's life after all. The very life of the lynchpin of all realms was on the line and nobody had time to lose. So everyone picked up their paces and ran with Ichigo towards the Palace indoors where they thought the Soul King was trapped.

As they passed a huge hall they took note of the lack of any presence in the vicinity. It started to worry them. The silence in this vast palace that Ichigo had been in before was unsettling. It was odd. But the silence was temporary it seemed as after a while, Ichigo started hearing something. It was faint to his ears. Like a crooning whisper.

"..ame."

"What?" He stopped and looked around for a second. Yoruichi and the others too stopped and Yoruichi enquired with curiosity, "Ichigo?"

"Did you hear something Yoruichi?"

"What?"

"..is name.."

"There again. Can't you hear it?" he asked the others too. They just looked at him weirdly and shook their heads.

"Ichigo you…"

"Shush, Yoruichi."

"Say this name."

"There!"

"Hyōsube Ichibē. Say this name."

"Hyōsube Ichibē." Ichigo whispered.

Suddenly out of nowhere, a black silhouette started emerging from the shadow of Ichigo and eventually started taking form of a very fat man with a round head. Ichigo seemed to recognize him and exclaimed, "Ichibē-san!"

"Hello there Ichigo boy."

This was Hyōsube Ichibē, the captain of the Zero Squad, said to have been the strongest and wisest of all Shinigami (Soul Reaper).

"Wha-wha-how did-y-?"

"Everything will be answered but first I have to tell you this Ichigo." the heaviness in the voice of Ichibē didn't go unnoticed by the others so they let him continue.

"We, the Zero division, have failed to stop Yhwach, Ichigo. Everyone of us are dead for now except for me. And that is thanks to you."

"What?!", it was Yoruichi this time. "The Zero division was defeated." she said with wide eyes. It was a slap to the face. The Zero division were the Royal Guards of the palace. The sole guardians and protectors of the Soul King and were said to be the strongest of any being, Shinigami or not. For them to be defeated was like saying the war was lost before it even began.

"But how come you are alive Ichibē?" Ichigo asked with shock evident in his words.

"It is thanks to you boy. When you called my name, I took a portion of your reiatsu and formed myself back with it. Although I'm weaker than before but I'm still alive."

"But how-?"

"Names have power boy. Remember it well."

"What do we do then Ichibē-sama?" Yoruichi asked. This was not something that they accounted for coming here. Yoruichi believed that the Zero division could atleast slow the Quincies (Monk of Destruction) and even Yhwach down before they reached here but this scenario was a whole new level of impossible now it seemed.

Ichibē turned towards Ichigo and said with a heavy heartfelt tone, "It is all up to you now Ichigo. I'm desperate, so I can't help but place this burden upon you to defeat Yhwach. I'm sorry Ichigo."

"It's ok Ichibē. I'll carry this burden because it is all of ours to bear, not just one. We will defeat Yhwach, Ichibē. We will." Ichigo said with doubt but with a growing confidence in himself.

"Thank you."

Nodding to the man, the group of Ichigo started running towards the inner halls of the palace.

'The road will be hard for you Ichigo. I can just hope that you don't fall like us. You are our only light through this terrifying darkness that has overcome the spiritual world my boy. I pray for your success.' Ichibē thought to himself as he sat in the cold floor of the palace. Unable to bear the shame of defeat and making plans for the future, whatever it may bring.

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It was said that the King of all Quincies was once the son of the Soul King himself.

Banished for being incompetent. A mistake as they said.

He had a blank body. A face with no features. He couldn't even speak or talk a few words. Always confined to a single place due to not having any power to move his feet or legs. A disabled progeny of a powerful entity.

So he was disgraced. Left to die as an abomination when he was nothing but a toddler. Such was the history written and the Quincies knew and were told about. But now,

"How do you like it now Soul King? All alone, no one here to help?" Yhwach sneered at the figure shrouded in a glass like slab that stood stationary and unmoving. The Soul King himself. Yhwach looked at it with sheer disgust.

"But it doesn't surprise you does it? You already knew that I would come here one day. That I would be standing here right in front of you and you would be watching me sprout out this words to insult you." He slowly trudged up closer to the Soul King and said, "Today you die. By the hands of your own son. Ironic to think that the son left to die is the one killing the so called ruler of the spiritual world."

He formed a European styled rapier from the reishi around him and pointed it at the Soul King's figure.

"Goodbye. Old man."

And Yhwach thrust the rapier through the mirror like cover and into the handless figure beyond the cover. A certain kind of silence befell over the whole of spiritual world. Like a veil covering the face of an object or person, the feeling of emptiness and despair slowly spread and covered the whole of the Soul Society underneath.

And so began the coup of the spiritual world.

The revenge of the fallen beginning from now.

Just then Yhwach felt some new arrivals in his vicinity. "You have come…" he turned and looked at the arrivals. "….Kurosaki Ichigo."

"Yhwach! We've come to stop you!" screamed Ichigo as he neared the platform where Yhwach was standing.

"Yes. I saw it all… you've come to stop me so I wouldn't kill the Soul King isn't it?", Yhwach asked in a nonchalant way.

"You saw? What are you trying to say?" Ichigo asked.

"Look at his eyes Kurosaki-kun." Orihime said from behind him. Ichigo nodded when he saw them too. Yhwach had multiple pupils in his eyes which irked them to no end.

"Those eyes of yours…. What are those? What's wrong with your eyes Yhwach?" Ichigo asked apprehensively.

"These are the eyes that see through everything and anything my child." Yhwach replied with pride evident in his tone. "This is the mark and proof of a true Quincy."

Yhwach turned to face him and explained, "You met Hyōsube on your way. Put him together, revived him and followed his advice to come here." he sighed. "I saw everything. You appearing here and also, what will happen next." Yhwach side stepped a bit and showed them a sight that shocked them to the core.

"You are already too late. The Soul King Is No More.", he fixed his gaze upon them. "You have no more moves to make."

In an instant, Ichigo dashed forward in a fast motion, flying past Yhwach to where the Soul King had a sword pierced through. 'Kurosaki-kun!', 'Ichigo!' were the respective shouts of Orihime and Chad.

Reaching near the Soul King, Ichigo tried pulling the sword out.

"Will drawing that sword out of the King save him Ichigo? Is that what you think?" Yhwach asked turning to face Ichigo's frantic self. "Do it then, that's the only thing you can do. But the moment you take it out…."

At the same time Ichigo pulled out the sword, he ominously warned,

"…Be prepared to destroy the entire Soul Society with your own hands then."

He would've thrown away the sword at that instant but the moment he did pull it out, something surprising happened. A line of vein like protrusions creeped up the sword and into his arms. Slowly spreading towards his face and shoulders. "Wha-what's happening?!" he asked panicking. "The sword is…"

And in a surprising turn of events, Ichigo's hand that took the sword out, moved forward and slashed the Soul King in half.

A moment was suspended in time.

"That's right Ichigo..." Yhwach again entered the scene, fueling the fire that was already blazing. "I forgot to tell you that the Quincy blood that flows through you would never overlook an existence like the Soul King."

Ichigo watched, as the Soul King fell in two pieces and he knelt down shocked beyond imagination.

"So Ichigo…" Yhwach continued. "Let's watch this together, shall we?"

The End of Soul Society.

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The whole of Soul Society was in panic.

Buildings were crumbling, the whole of the dimension was shaking.

Every shinigami who weren't lieutenants or captains in here were running around like headless chicken. There was absolute panic among the masses.

"The situation isn't looking good for us right now." one Abarai Renji said, looking into the distance.

"The shaking… What is causing this shit to happen?!" asked one desperate Madarame Ikkaku.

"Don't tell me…" were the shock filled words of one Jūshirō Ukitake as he turned to look towards the sky. "It isn't possible."

"What isn't possible Ukitake taichō?" asked Soi Fon.

"This shaking… The thing that has been causing this instability. It can only possibly mean one thing." was the wide eyed reply of Ukitake.

"The Soul King.", catching onto what Ukitake meant, Urahara worriedly looked up to the sky, or what was left of it. "He is dead."

Ukitake nodded, also looking worriedly up to the sky of Soul Society.

"Impossible." Soi Fon said. The remaining lieutenants and captains present in the room also had worried and shocked looked on their faces.

"The Soul King is dead." was what most whispered and tried to make sense of the words. It was a huge blow to them, such that it destabilized the entire power structure of the shinigamis now. The Soul King was the lynchpin of their world. His death not only would crumble the Soul Society, it would affect the whole world too.

This was the significance of the Soul King's life.

Now that he was gone, they started to question their own powers against their enemies. Questions like 'Am I strong enough?' or 'Can we win now?' started to cater in their brains. Self doubt started emerging and plaguing the spirits of the warriors. What would Berenice not give to watch her ability take effect only after her death.

"No. We can't let this demoralize us now." Urahara said. But he was contradicted by Soi Fon saying, "What can we do now Urahara? Look around you. We're already low on moral. More than half of our troops have died. Our Sōtaichō is dead. What more can we do anymore?"

"Ichigo is still there." Urahara replied.

"What can only he do?"

"No, we mustn't fight amongst us now. Ichigo is still up there and I believe in him. As does Urahara. I think it's time I play my part.", Ukitake said.

"Captain!" Kiyone and Sentarō screamed.

"It's time to use it."

"Use what Ukitake taichō?" Urahara asked.

Ukitake smiled slightly and said, "You know I've always had an incurable lung disease from my birth. I was weak because of this and so I couldn't do any of my duties properly. So in my youngest years, my parents took me to a shrine and begged the deity named Mimihagi to cure me off my disease. The Deity did save me; it took away my lungs and saved me."

Urahara kept listening with the others. Ukitake continued, "I will replace the Soul King by sacrificing myself to Mimihagi-sama , it may stabilize the deteriorating condition of the Soul Society. This is…" he took off his shihakushō and haori and leaned forward kneeling. A black mass started covering his back and slowly spread throughout his back. "… Kamikake (Suspended God)", the black mass took the shape of a hand with an eye and slowly started ascending upwards to the sky.

Ukitake started praying, "Mimihagi-sama, take this soul that I have left and is connected to you." And the hand-like mass ascended beyond the visible crack in the reishi wall of the Soul Society and into the Soul King dimension.

Urahara kept on watching at the spectacle happening before him. This was the first time he saw a spell such as this and he was interested. He watched Kiyone and Sentarō worriedly watch their captain as the black hand slowly ascended up to the skies where they thought the Soul King was located.

"HOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Ukitake screamed at the top of his lungs. His whole body convulsed as the black mass slowly took everything from him upwards. 'Captain!' was the shout heard from Kiyone.

Urahara kept on watching but he knew time was of the essence now so he turned around and said to the gathering, "While Ukitake-san is doing this, why don't we work on the door?"

This was what was happening in the Soul Society. Elsewhere….

Shunshui Kyōraku had faced a heap of challenges and burdens ever since he was young. The death of Genryūsei, whom he saw as the grandfather he never had, was the heaviest blow he took to heart in this war. So now, as he took the mantle of his former teacher and superior, he realized what the Old man did. To protect the Soul Society that he created.

Kyōraku now stood in darkness. In front of the cell of the most vile villain Soul Society faced in their present years, in the most vilest of places.

The Muken.

"Hello old friend." he waited for a response. A while later.

"No response huh? Are you against conversations, using your reiatsu, hmm? Or could it be that even somebody with your power can't overcome this?" Kyōraku said. He trudged inside his haori and brought out a box full of keys of different sorts.

"These are the keys to your seal. I've been allowed to use up to three of these keys." he said.

Walking close to one of the keyholes situated he said, "So, let's start with the mouth."

Meanwhile, as Ukitake kept up his technique, the shaking stopped. The chaotic atmosphere of the Soul Society started calming down a bit.

"How long will this last?" Looking into the skies Soi Fon asked. "I didn't think Ukitake would completely become the Soul King's substitute. But this stability will last only for as long as he lasts."

"Captain!" Sentarō exclaimed at her.

"Am I right Urahara?"

"I don't know." Urahara replied truthfully. "This is the first time I've heard of this whole Kamikake thing so I can't really tell you how long it'll last. But one thing's for sure."

He looked at the others, "We have to find another way to stabilize the Soul Society. Let's hurry making that door."

Nodding in agreement as they had no other stuff to argue against, they all started to try and make the doorway to the Soul King's dimension. They saw the silhouette of an archaic door forming; it slowly started convulsing again and disappeared.

"What's happening?!" Ikkaku asked.

"The door is disappearing again, immediately after we make it!" Yumichika said, who was just beside Ikkaku.

"There isn't enough reiatsu!" one Ise Nanao shouted. "What?!" one Shūhei Hisagi exclaimed.

"Ukitake taichō always used his reiatsu to continuously support his sickly body. That makes his reiatsu way stronger than the rest of us. That's the reason why the door was forming perfectly before." Nanao replied. "Tch! At this rate..!" she was cut off by one Yadomaru Lisa who appeared, put her hand over Nanao and said, "What do you mean by that? There's no way we're gonna let things go 'At this rate' are we..."

"Yadomaru-senpai..."

Nanao was surprised to see her mentor and sister-figure appear near her. She looked at her and a small sense of relief and happiness, no matter how unconscious, spread throughout her being.

"I'm in the damn shihakushou. Happy now?!" one Sarugaki Hiyori exclaimed coming out of nowhere. "So give me the damn bead Kisuke!"

As this happened, another arrival soon made his presence known to the people there.

"Popped in because I heard there was a gathering but Wow… look at what you've done to my lab there."

"Kurotsuchi taichō!" Kisuke exclaimed in a gleeful surprised manner.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri, along with his so-called "daughter" Kurotsuchi Nemu, entered the fray.

"I see, I see… gathering everyone and having them use their reiatsu for the door eh?" he said. "I don't get it though, if you needed a large amount of reiatsu, why didn't you…" Mayuri walked over to a computer analog and unlocked a door saying, "…just use my reiatsu amplifier?"

"You should've told us you had it then…" Kisuke remarked with a knowing smile.

"Well, I didn't think we'd fall into this big kind of a mess ever." Mayuri replied in his anachronistically jovial way.

After while, as they started up the reiatsu amplifier, they all poured in their reiatsu and saw the door forming this time.

"It's working! We'll make it this time!" Hisagi exclaimed.

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"Alright, now you won't need your reiatsu to answer me.' Kyōraku said. "Usually it would take a long time for someone who's had their mouth sealed for over 2 years to talk but..."

"Yes.", a gruff but smooth voice cut him off.

Kyōraku's eye widened. 'No way! I've unlocked only the seal in his mouth.', he thought. A figure slowly appeared out of the darkness.

'How did he manage to take off the rest?!'

And then he appeared. The darkness fading away as if making way for him.

"What's wrong old friend?" he said sarcastically. "You've still got two keys left haven't you?"

Raising his eyebrows and dipping his hat, with every sign of surprise erased from his face, Kyōraku sighed and unlocked two more keyholes. He said, "This makes three."

Looking up to the figure Kyōraku asked, "So how does your left eye and those ankles feel after such a long time. Aizen?"

Sōsuke Aizen smiled slightly and replied, "I see… you haven't changed at all."

"I'll take that as a compliment. Thanks."

This situation was unprecedented. Who could prepare for something like this anyway?

Muken was said to be a prison where the captured went mad. Forget about leaving, you could hardly know what happened to your own being, and that left your thoughts at a disarray. People could brag however they could about living alone but solitary life for a thousand, even a hundred years or even for a week was suffocating.

Companionship, no matter how it emerged, as a slave or a partner; this feeling or sense of longingness was something a soul would always crave for in its depths. Without it, we were lost and empty. It was something that was a primal part of being alive. You needed it like air.

But Aizen defied expectations or was it that he had planned this? Or was it that he knew about this day so he patiently waited? He was a man of patience, everybody knew this, so he could have waited. Hōgyoku (Crumbling Orb) was an item that defied laws of reality and blurred the lines of everything by granting wishes. It was absurd.

Squashing the feeling of any form of conspiracy or plan by the figure ahead, the current greatest criminal of Soul Society, Kyōraku merely settled down his nerves normally.

Kyōraku asked, "Do you want to leave this place?"

Aizen let a smile form, however unnoticeable it was, and replied, "I don't remember asking you to let me out."

"Well, if you really didn't want to leave. You wouldn't have told me to use the remaining keys."

"Hmmm. Why would you go to such lengths? Bringing the keys in here, despite not wanting to set me free?"

"Good grief… you've seen right through me haven't you... it's true though." saying this Kyōraku parted his shihakushou a bit and showed Aizen an X marked scar over his chest. "I had to hide the keys inside myself but, the conditions given were only three keyholes."

"Hmmm, the doors to this place would forever remain shut if you were to be killed then, right?" Aizen replied. "So they predicted I could probably kill you for the keys also? Sigh, that lot in the 46 chambers."

"Well, you can think of this as doing it for the sake of the Soul Society, let's just leave things at that. Shall we?" Kyōraku replied. "Now..." he stood up and showed Aizen the way to a chair.

"Sit on this chair and we'll take you up. I know it's been a long time since you've breathed some fresh air."

Aizen just looked on with interest when a guard requested permission to detain him with his own hands. Kyōraku tried stopping him but he was too far gone. As the guard neared Aizen to bind him, to his horror, his fingers all but disintegrated in a shower of blood. Seeing this, the rest of the guards became horrified.

"How much of a fool do you take me for? Those binds only keep the reiatsu around me not erase it. It's embarrassing to know of your thoughtlessness.", Aizen turned at the rest of the horrified guards and said, "Take a good look at what will happen to you if you come near me.", he turned towards Kyōraku and asked,

"After I'm taken to the surface, I am to lend my powers to the Soul Society is it?"

"I didn't say anything sort of like that but, I'm sure you too can see the advantages and disadvantages for us are quite similar."

"You really are interesting Kyōraku taichō. Do I want to breathe some of that fresh air you ask?"

What Fresh Air Could I Possibly Get From The Soul Society, Now That Yhwach's Done With It?

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As Ichigo kept thinking back at what he did, Yhwach slowly turned to him and said, "Do not worry Ichigo. It's time you were reborn anyway."

Yhwach took out his right hand and a dark shadow-like tendril emerged and fell to the ground spreading behind him. Ichigo and the others watched as the shadow took the form of a human like figure. The shadows slowly receded back to Yhwach and now there stood a figure wearing a long white overcoat with the Quincy Zeichen drawn in the right chest. The figure wore the hooded version of the Quincy Schutzstaffel's (Imperial Guards) coat. The hood completely obscured his face and only his chin was visible. The figure stood for a while and then bowed to Yhwach.

"Your Majesty has called. Is it time already your Majesty?" the figure spoke in a smooth voice.

"Yes it is. Haschwalth is busy so stay with me."

"As you wish your Majesty." saying that, the figure went and stood alongside him.

Ichigo and the others looked at the new arrival with cautiousness. Yoruichi specifically. 'Why did I feel such an odd sense of omen when this guy appeared? Who is he?' she thought. Years of honed instincts screamed at her very being when she looked at the new arrival. It gave her the worst of chills but she slowly reigned those feelings in with her experiences in the battlefield. She didn't like anomalies and this new addition was one she couldn't just ignore since the guy was a new player that they had no information about currently. Just then she felt another presence enter the Soul King's dimension.

"Wha-?!" Yhwach saw a black mass entering the dimension from right under the bisected Soul King. A gooey black mass, as it spread from underneath the pieces of the cover. Yhwach's eyes narrowed.

"What is the meaning of this?" Yhwach asked. As he watched in anticipation, he saw the mass latch on to the Soul King. "What… is… that?"

Everyone watched with bated breath. This dark black hand-like mass seemingly latched upon the two pieces of Soul King and was now trying to piece them back together. Yhwach's anger grew and he got irate over whatever that mass was doing as he slowly seemed to understand what it was trying to do.

"You! The one that escaped these eyes of mine. The Soul King himself! You! Why?!", Yhwach exploded in rage upon the mass. The figure beside him also watched on with interest. "Why do you the Soul King's right hand, get in my way! "

Saying that, Yhwach dashed into the proximity of the Soul King with another sword ready to kill the dark mass too along with it. The whole ground shook as he sailed through the air.

"I didn't think you yourself would become an obstacle for me." he continued. "I don't understand why a severed hand from the Soul King's body no longer follows his own will. Is that how it is?! Then I'll destroy both of you once and for all!" But before he could reach them, Ichigo blocked his way and met his sword with his own.

"Move aside, Ichigo." he said calmly.

At that same moment, Yoruichi dashed past both of them with sealing barrier tags and slapped in three of them around the Soul King, creating a protective barrier around them. "Good work Ichigo, Hold him off!"

She kept putting up newer tags and maintaining the barriers with her reiatsu all the while thinking, 'That black blob is the Soul King's arm. It managed to stabilize the Soul Society by latching onto the Soul King.' She smiled, 'He must be making the new Soul King.'

"Ichigo, why are you getting in my way?" Yhwach asked and at that same moment, a Heilig Pfeil (Sacred Destruction Arrow) suddenly hit Yoruichi at her shoulder. Everybody was shocked at the new arrival, none more than Ichigo.

"Ishida…"

That simple lapse of concentration was all it took and Yoruichi looked back at the Soul King's barrier. "Damn it, the Soul King!" she exclaimed. A crack ran down the barrier as her concentration broke with the reiatsu becoming unstable and after a while, the barrier exploded on its own, flinging Yoruichi away with the force, away from the King.

"Damn it Ishida! What have you done?!" Ichigo screamed. Looking back at Yhwach, he saw no one but the new arrival directly in front of him. He looked into the brown eyes of the Quincy and his eyes widened, "You're….!", that was all he could utter as the Quincy drove a sword resembling his old shikai through his gut. "Your work is done. Goodbye." Saying that, the sword glowed blue and the Quincy whispered, "Getsuga Tenshō (月牙天衝, Moon Fang Heaven Piercer)".

A pillar of blue reishi exploded and everyone watched the spectacle. Orihime and Chad, who witnessed this, screamed 'Ichigo!' or 'Kurosaki-kun!' respectively. Unable to reach his proximity as they were far away from him. As the light cleared, a still silence fell and the visible dust subsided. There, where the reishi pillar disappeared, now, nothing remained except for the ashes and the zanpakutos. The sword the Quincy wielded dispersed into reishi particles. He bent down and slowly picked the two zanpakutos in the ground, observed them and nodded. After that, he slung one of the zanpakutos over his left shoulder and the other one on the right hip, just like Ichigo did.

The shock barely registered in the minds of Orihime and Chad as they fell to their knees, eyes wide open, and mouths frozen in a silent scream. Tears built up in Orihime's eyes and uncontrollably she fainted, her eyes open and lifeless, suspended in a static state. Yoruichi seeing this couldn't control her anger and with a scream of primal rage, dashed towards the Quincy. She threw two bombs which exploded even before the Quincy could act.

"Die!" she exclaimed.

As the dust cleared though, the Quincy was nowhere to be found. She turned but saw another hooded Quincy beside her. She tried to throw the bomb but her hands started converging and twisting. Her eyes narrowed, 'What the hell?! What is this power?!' she thought. But keeping to her title of the fastest shinigami, she quickly jumped away after throwing the bomb, which exploded and her hand was saved, although mangled a little bit.

Right at that moment, Gerard Valkyrie, another one of the Schutzstaffel, who wore a fancy Norse legend helmet with feathers, a sword and a shield with typical Norse mythological dress wear appeared saying, "What's this? I come thinking a massive army has appeared to stop his Majesty. But this is some army." He finished smirking.

"I don't need your help Schutzstaffel." Ishida said as the Scutzstaffel members arrived one by one.

Just then the new Quincy quickly unsheathed the dual zanpakutos and swung them in a cross slash whispering, "Getsuga Jūjishō (月牙十字衝, Moon Fang Cross-shaped Piercer)", in the direction of the group of Ichigo with Yoruichi too.

A tremendous explosion occured and the base underneath them shattered and all of them fell. That tremendous explosion also whipped up the hood of the new Quincy a bit and Yoruichi with her sharp golden eyes picked up the minute details of his face. And she could not believe what her eyes witnessed.

'No. It can't be. Ichigo, where did we go wrong?'

And the ragtag group of the former Kurosaki Ichigo fell deep under the cresses of the palace with the brown eyes of the new Quincy still watching them fall.


Well, I think, this chapter was released around this time of the year by Alucard and suffice to say with the holidays pouring in I have kept up the tradition co-incidently as well lol.But I hope you liked some of the newer edits and additions on the story if you had read it before.

All the old readers and new readers alike, I thank you for supporting this fic when it came out and I hope I can make it an enjoyable read on my own as well.I am really new to the writing format so I hope you may help me in improving my writing and if there is any mistakes, feel free to speak up.

And yes, as usual, Alucard told me to put this down.

Read and Review please. Ja Ne.