4For those of you who might be wondering, I am the same dood who wrote the old Trancended Hero and this is a remake I decided to make, since I have little things to do sometimes, so I will pass my time writing all sorts of bullshit my brain produces, as per usual.
This version contains many changes compared to the original, taking a darker tone which doesn't fit much with Bleach in the first place. Also, I'm taking things to the next level, complately ignoring what has been estabilished in the original Bleach. In short, forget the Final Arc, the Fullbringers and the last half of the Arrancer Arc.
Ichiruki beacause story convenience, the pairing is a bit irrelevant to me now.
I will not be taking this project seriously.
PROLOGUE
Three birds flew over a burnt building. However, they could not sing. Even if today was the day of salvation, joy was overshadowed by grief.
A black haired man in blue kenpo pants and a dark tatoo accross his left arm up to his wrist stood over the corpse of the greatest nightmare in history. As he walked away, he wiped his tears, trying to keep himself from crying.
Kurosaki Ichigo
Age: Unspecified
Fighting style: Unspecified
Ichigo tried to contain his sorrow, but couldn't. He kneeled down, letting all of his sadness show as he cried for all of the comrades he had lost. There were still minions of Aizen Sousuke around, but he couldn't care.
Ichigo was a Royal Guad, a man who protects the Queen, daughter of the Soul King. Now that everything is lost, there is nothing to protect. He was in absolute dispair, when suddenly, a small light appeared before him.
'What is this...?' he asked himself. Before he could get an answer, he got sucked in by the light, screaming in fear the whole time.
As he woke up, he realised he was lying on a floor. He got up and gasped as he stared at the sight before him.
He was in his room, back in the Mortal World. Before he could process what the hell was happening, he heard footsteps from outside. Instictively, Ichigo jumped out of the window, hiding himself, and tried to heas what was happening on the other side of the wall. The next surprise came as he heard two people talking.
''All the studying went to waste, goddamnit!'' a familiar masculine voice said. ''Do you ever pay atention to me?!''
''Will you just shut up, already? No big deal!'' as Ichigo heard the female voice, he couldn't help but glance over to see if he heard wrong. Even if it was for a split second, he was able to confirm the identity of both voices. Then he took a look at the calendar on the wall besides the bed.
Kuhiki Rukia
Age: Unspecifified
Fighting style: Shinigami Arts of War
But that wasn't all. The male voice belonged to none other than himself. As he tried to put the pieces together, he figured he had eiher entered a dream, or was sent to the past.
'This is bullshit. How the hell did I end up here?!' he collected his thoughts and decided on his course of action. 'Whatever this is, I have to hide and observe. If... just if I'm in the past, I could take care of him before he can screw us all.'
Apparently, this is the time when Rukia ran away and got captured by Renji and her brother-
''Hey! Who're you?!'' Ichigo widened his eyes. He was too slow and got noticed. Quickly, he jumped to the roof, with his past self's shinigami form. He was faster, so he figured it would be easy, but then he noticed the black haired girl standing with her arms crossed in front of him. He instantly stopped, stuck between the two. He had many chances of escaping, but he knew himself too well... After all, the boy we're talking about is known to us all.
Kurosaki Ichigo
Age: 15
Fighting style: Self taught swordsmanship, Karate
TO BE CONTINUED...
I'm gonna be very clear here: I plan to make this a Bleach/Hokuto no Ken (Fist of the North Star) mini(?) crossover. If you're not okay with that, I have other routes I could take. Don't worry, the crossover won't be as bullshit as it sounds.
maybe...
Regardless, WELCOME BACK, ME!