Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Highschool DxD…also…this story was adopted by me! Obviously…original idea written by Zazg!

Edited! Noticed I put in numbering for those who don't understand the lingo used…but didn't explain…so I chucked it in at the end. 8/11/2017

Edited again! Thanks to Bunny153539 who pointed out some…grammatical issues…went through and changed the flow. 11/17/2017

Once again edited! Went through the chapter and rewrote some things here and there to help the flow. 2/24/18

Yet another edit! This time…major differences! See if you can find them haha no rewards will be given btw. 3/18/18

The King of Hell – Bleach/Highschool DxD

'King…' Zangetsu speaking/thought

'Ichigo…' Old man Zangetsu speaking/thought

Zangetsu? Internal thoughts

Prologue: 3 Cheers for the King of Hell

"I will show you. The final…" he paused, staring into the eyes of the strange butterfly like demi-god wannabe before him, "Getsuga Tensho."

His opponent, the wannabe usurper Aizen Sōsuke, former Squad 5 captain of the 13 Court Guard Squads, could only stare in disbelief as a surge of pure black reiatsu enveloped his young opponent. His pure white eyes wide in shock. "What is…that form?" His question went unanswered as Ichigo was revealed.

He stood at the same height from when he emerged from the Dangai, but his once signature bright orange hair was now a midnight black and reached down to his mid back. His once warm and caring chocolate brown eyes now blood red. Wearing what seemed to be grey bandages all over his body; his arms were both black, though one was covered in swirling black tribal like tattoo's (his left) and the other had the same pitch black reiatsu flowing from it. His hakama started to billow out behind him in the same manner that Old Man Zangetsu's cloak did whenever he visited his inner world. The thought of his loyal zanpaktou spirit brought a tear to his eye.

Aizen, on the other hand, was having a small, yet somewhat serious mental breakdown. I still don't feel anything. Realization dawned on him, and his eyes shot open for the umpteenth time within the last 10 minutes. It can't be! When I transcended beyond Shinigami and Hollow, it became impossible to sense my reiatsu unless I purposely lowered it to something they could comprehend! Just as a two-dimensional being cannot comprehend a three-dimensional being. Could it be? Is he…standing still a dimension above me? The sound of his teeth grinding together brought Ichigo out of his reverie.

"IMPOSSIBLE! THERE IS NO WAY YOU COULD BE STRONGER THAN ME! YOU! YOU ARE JUST A MERE HUMAN! HOW COULD YOU BECOME SO POW-" He was cut off as Ichigo brought his right arm up to his side, and a blade of pure reiatsu forming in his hand. He watched in horror as Ichigo lifted the blade above his head.

"Mugestu."

Through the darkness, flames erupted forth, shocking both Ichigo and Aizen. Mind you, what was left of Aizen, as he was currently being torn the fuck apart by the veil of black death that was Mugetsu.

Time seemed to slow for the young Substitute, the flames baring down on him, yet never burning. A chilling voice filled his ears, seemingly coming from the flames itself.

"KUROSAKI…ICHIGO! WHY DID YOU LEAVE!? EVEN THOUGH WE GRANTED YOU THE STRENGTH NECESSARY FOR YOUR SURVIVAL! WHY. DID. YOU. LEAVE?!" The flames seem to burn brighter, but they still never burnt. Staring into the wall of flames, Ichigo gulped.

"Who are you? I don't remember you if we ever met. Sorry." The flames themselves seemed to sigh.

"WE ARE NOT SOMEONE. RATHER SOMETHING. WE. ARE. HELL." Ichigo seemed skeptical.

"Hell? Really? Hell is sentient? I'm sorry, I don't believe you. I have to go, Aizen needs to be put down." With that, he used his transcendent power to shrug off the time slowing effects that the flames had, and recovered just in time to see Aizen crash into the ground, two halves stitching themselves back together.

"Tch, he can still regenerate." He vanished in a burst of shunpo, and stopped before the fallen demi-god. Aizen Sōsuke pushed himself to his feet, glaring at the young transcendent before him.

"HOW!? HOW CAN A MERE HUMAN GAIN SUCH STRENGTH? IT'S ABSURD!" He raised his sword arm, only for Ichigo to appear in his face, hand shooting out and grabbing the shattering remains of Kyōka Suigetsu. Aizen went to stumble back, but the grip on his sword prevented him from falling.

"Enough, Sōsuke. Enough." Ichigo spoke in such a way that even Aizen himself faltered. There was so much…conviction…in his voice. Growling, Aizen began shouting.

"DON'T YOU DARE MOCK ME BOY! I SHOULD KILL YOU WH-"

"Sōsuke, what did you really want from the Hōgyoku? Was it really to become a God? Or was it…to become human?" Ichigo stared into Aizens very souls when he spoke, making the man flinch. Never before has he had someone so…importunately question him and his motives.

"YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT, KUROSAKI! YOU WILL NEVER SEE IT!" He tried to lash out, but found out quickly enough that his power was failing him.

"Ichigo-kun. I know you haven't seen it. They will keep you form it. Go to Kyoto. Leave Karakura. I…you were right." Ichigo snapped his head up, seeing the face Aizen was making. It was…peaceful.

"I was born too powerful. Much more powerful than Captains. I was ostracized for it. If only…you we-" He was cut off as red beams appeared pierced through his chest in the form of a cross. He raised what was left of his blade.

"Take her! She deserves so much more than me! If you don't know the way, she will show you! Hurry, Ichigo-kun!" Ichigo reached out and tore Kyōka from Aizens hand. Giving the former Captain a sad smile, he poured his own reiatsu into the broken blade, making it burst into black flames, consuming what was left of the blade.

"I couldn't save her blade, Sōsuke, but I did manage to save her soul. Using what's left of Mugetsu, I absorbed her into me. She will live on, Sōsuke, I promise." The villain gave the hero one last smile, before turning to face the newcomer, Urahara Kisuke. He gave the scientist a forceful glare.

"Do not even think about lying to Ichigo-kun, Urahara. Tell him everything. Even what we both have learnt from Amaterasu. He deserves to know." Urahara gaped like a fish for a brief second before composing himself.

"What are you talking about Aizen? We all know…Amaterasu keeps to herself." He flashed a knowing grin to Ichigo, who smiled under the bandages, and turned back to Aizen.

"Sōsuke. If only at the end, you and I…we were the same." Urahara frowned, not understanding why Ichigo was calling him Sōsuke instead of the usual Aizen. Aizen gave him one final smile before letting the seal Urahara created cover him completely. Ichigo stared at the newly formed cross, contemplating everything the man had told him at the end.

"Ichigo. We have to move from here. Come." He turned to face Urahara, nodded, and followed. He stopped at a tree stump, and looked at himself curiously. Urahara stopped close by.

"Kurosaki-san! You can move pretty fast you know that! I think probably faster than Yoruichi! Though it never came from me!" He jovially jested with the young teen, who was still looking at his hands.

"Urahara-san. My powers…they aren't fading." Urahara froze.

"Not fading? What do you mean?"

"I mean, they should be disappearing by now. I used Mugetsu on Sōsuke, I should be in the process of losing them." Urahara began running through different scenarios in his head, discarding one and having another running almost immediately. He could come to only one logical conclusion. He walked over to Ichigo, and muttered an incantation for a strange Kidou that Ichigo had never heard of. Then again…he hadn't heard any Kidou incantations.

"Searing winds and blazing souls, call forth the wings of the damned. Fly now and hunt. Bring fear to those that utter your name. Bakudo no. 104: Mitsuke-kata."* His palm glowed purple, and he 'scanned' Ichigo up and down. He frowned when his only logical conclusion was thrown out the window. He opened his mouth to speak, but another voice cut him off.

"Kurosaki-kun?" Both Shinigami turned to face the speaker, and found themselves looking at Inoue Orihime. The God-like healer slowly approached them, holding her hands up to her chest, tears forming in her eyes.

"Is that…really you…Kurosaki-kun?" Ichigo took a good long look at himself. He admitted to himself and ONLY himself that he looked badass, but agreed that he must have looked completely different to everyone else. He decided to let the poor girl off the hook.

"Yeah, Inoue, it's me." He smiled softly when the tears that threatened to fall started to cascade down her face. She covered her mouth with her hands.

"I'm so happy! You look so different. With the black hair and the black outfit. Even your eyes are different. But I know it's you, because only you would smile at me like that." His eyes widened and he raised a hand to his face, feeling soft skin instead of the bandages that normally covered his face.

'Hmm…they must vanish when I'm not in combat.'

'That's true…Ichigo.' His eyes shot open at the sound of that voice. A voice which should be long gone. He turned to Inoue, who noticed his startled expression and edged closer to him. He took notice now that everyone else had gathered behind her.

"Rukia, Renji, Ishida, Chad…Nel? GRIMMJOW?!" He glared at the blue haired Hollow, who was sporting so many bandages that he could pass for an exhibit in a museum. The Arrancar just flipped him off.

"I owed you for saving my ass from Nnoitra, so after the Neliel here fixed me up proper, I helped these guys and a couple Captains out by bringing them back to Karakura. This means we are even Kurosaki! Now that we are even…I WANT A REMATCH! You look real strong now, so this should be even more fun!" His placid smile turned into a vicious grin, to which Ichigo smirked in response.

"I got some stuff to do first, Grimmjow. But you will get your rematch." Everyone let out a sigh. Seems like the former orange-head was even more of a battle maniac now, agreeing to have a rematch of all things.

"Excuse me…but I need him for a bit. You can have him back when we…finish." Out of nowhere, a white-clad-black-skull-masked Hollow appeared. Inoue and Ishida paled. The others switched gears and took defensive stances. The Hollow reached up and pulled its mask off, much to shock of Neliel and Grimmjow, the latter voicing his thoughts. Rather crudely too.

"What the fuck! Who are you? And how the FUCK are you taking off your mask!" He reached for Pantera, his loyal Zanpaktou. Neliel already had her own sword, Gamzua, drawn and held at the ready. The others couldn't really do much, but Inoue had snapped out of her reverie and shielded everyone. Ishida had his bow formed and drawn in a heartbeat. Kisuke had Benihime, his own Zanpaktou, drawn and had her poised ready to strike. They were all shocked when they saw Ichigo under the mask. The doppelganger smiled sadly and went to speak, but the real Ichigo cut him off.

"That's enough…Zangetsu." The sound of collective face-faulting filled the small clearing. Even the Hollow looked shocked.

"How did you know, Ichigo? The Old Man wouldn't have told you." The now named Zangetsu glared at the still Mugetsu clad Ichigo, who did nothing but smile.

"The Old Man told me. He told me at the end. I remember it clearly. He said, 'Why should I keep this from you, since we are going to disappear now. Ichigo…I am not Zangetsu. The one you call 'Hollow' is the true Zangetsu. But do not falter. Everything I have told you was the truth, bar my name. Every time you sought my counsel, I vowed to never lead you astray. Forgive me Ichigo, for keeping this from you. My name, my true name, is Juha Bach.' And I remembered as well, when I fought you to gain control of my mask. You said, 'I am…Zangetsu.'. I was so blinded by my hate for you, that I discarded the thought and tossed it aside. I am sorry for making you wait so long for me to call you…Zangetsu." He smiled at his Zanpaktou spirit, who returned it with a genuine smile of its own.

"All good Ichigo. I still need you in your head though, there are some things we really gotta talk about privately." Nodding in response, Ichigo walked over to the tree stump and sat on it, going straight into the position for Jinzen. Urahara stepped forward.

"Well well! Seems like Kurosaki-san is just fine! No need to worry whatsoever! Zangetsu-san, he's about to enter Jinzen, so you may want to join him. Now, everyone else, we need to transport this place back to where it normally goes! So close your ears, I'm going to do something stupid again." With that, everyone tuned out, they went to ask Zangetsu some more questions, but the Hollowed Zanpaktou spirit was no where to be seen. A massive green light appeared beneath them and they were swallowed into it. When they regained their bearings, they were within the training grounds that Ichigo used to train for Ban-kai.

Ichigos Mindscape

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING DOING HERE?!"

"HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW!?"

Both Ichigo and Zangetsu dodged another swipe from a giant skeletal monster that had appeared as soon as Ichigo opened his eyes within his soul.

"Fucking Hell! I have no idea how the Kushanada appeared in my soul, but we have to stop it from screwing this place up! LOOK OUT!" He lashed out with his foot and planted it in Zangetsus ass, launching him some distance away, and himself too, just as a giant fist crashed into where they were just moments ago.

They both flashed to each other using their respective speed techniques. Even in his enhanced Mugetsu form, Zangetsu managed to keep up with him, taking off with the usual boom that preceded Sonido. Having enough, Ichigo swung a black reishi blade at the Kushanada. The black Getsuga that erupted from the blade tossed the giant skeleton around like a rag-doll, but when it came to a rest in a giant dust cloud, it heaved itself back up with nary a scratch on it. Taking a quick glance at Zangetsu, he noticed that the mask he was wearing was reminiscent of his own.

"Can you fire a Cero from your horns?" Zangetsu perked up and smirked viciously from under the mask.

"Um…I'm a Hollow ain't I? Of course I can fire a Cero…got a plan?" Ichigo nodded and formed another blade and pumped it full of reiatsu.

"I'll fire a Getsuga, and you launch a Cero, but we mix the attacks and combine them." Understanding the concept, Zangetsu lifted his hand and stabbed it with one his horns, and the energy that started to form between them was terrifying. Ichigo raised his blade, and swung.

"Getsuga Tensho."

Zangetsu released the Cero.

"Gran Rey Cero."

Both attacks flew alongside each other, before the black Getsuga wrapped itself around the Cero and began to spiral. Seeming absorbing the Getsuga, the Cero plowed into the Kushanada, sending it careening through building after building, before exploding in a blast that was eerily similar to the attack Sōsuke used on him.

A giant mushroom cloud sprung up from the blast zone. The resulting shockwave toppled buildings, and the two that launched the attack had to drop behind a building to avoid being thrown into the depths of Ichigos soul.

They took a good look at each other before laughing together. Ichigo raised his fist and his Zanpaktou bumped it with his own.

"It's not dead. But it's really badly hurt and seriously pissed off." They both turned to face the source of the new voice, and they saw a young girl, probably a little older than Ichigo, wearing a purple kimono, wooden sandals and a green sash. Her face was soft and her eyes hard. Her green hair tied back into a ponytail, but her bangs still fell around her face.

"Zangetsu, is that her?" Zangetsu nodded. Ichigo jumped up and embraced the girl, who stiffened at the sudden touch, but leaned into the warmth it brought.

"Kyōka! You finally showed yourself! You don't know how relieved I am to see you here! I thought that what I did failed!." He held the girl tighter and tighter, and she responded by wrapping her arms around him. She broke free and pointed at the crater.

"We can celebrate after, Master. But now we have to deal with that thing." Ichigo turned and faced the crater himself. He frowned and vanished in a burst of shunpo.

He arrived at the crater, and not long after he did, the boom of Sonido and another swish of Shunpo alerted him to the arrival of Zangetsu and Kyōka. The Kushanada crawled out of the crater and set its gaze on Ichigo. A creepy voice came out of somewhere.

"KUROSAKI ICHIGO. YOU HAVE REAFFIRMED YOUR RESOLVE BEFORE THIS KUSHANADA. TAKE NOW WHAT. IS. RIGHTFULLY. YOURS."

The Kushanada then glowed golden, and Ichigo was bathed in the same golden light. The two Zanpaktou spirits could only watch as Ichigo vanished in the golden light.

"WE. WILL. SEE. YOU…IN HELL…MY KING"

Back Outside with the Others

"Somebody wanna spill? What is happening to Ichigo?!" Renji shouted above the vortex of swirling golden energy. Ishida grunted in affirmation, while Inoue was holding onto a now fully healed Chad for dear life, trying not to get thrown around by the power. Rukia was only staring in shock.

Grimmjow had caught Neliel by the wrist and pulled her towards him and out of the path of the vortex. They both stared at the swirling pool of golden reiatsu with fear in their eyes. That power…it was dangerous to Hollows. Not in the way that Shinigami reiatsu was dangerous, but more along the lines of…'eternal damnation'.

'It's the same color. Just like that time in…WHAT!' The swirling vortex suddenly compacted in on itself and started to settle. Once Ichigo was revealed, blushes from the two female members of the group suddenly sprang to life.

Still clad in the flowing black hakama pants from Mugetsu, the top half od the outfit was gone, revealing his diamond abs and chiseled chest. Though the right side of his body had a golden skeletal like armor. Renji and Ishida recognized it immediately as the same one from Hell.

"No way! I thought he got rid of that!" Renji waved his arms around hysterically while Ishida gaped. Everyone else was still confused. Inoue inspected what she saw of Ichigo. His long black hair was now at the same length it was the last time she saw him. His right eye was covered and the armor continued down, enveloping his right arm and hand, but only going as far across his body as mid chest.

They all watched as Ichigo was yet to stir. The golden armor became slightly hazed and vanished, reverting Ichigo back into his Mugetsu form, long hair and all. He frowned and open his eyes. He quickly scanned the unfamiliar terrain but recognized it shortly after. He turned his head slowly, and when everyone had noticed his movement and grouped around him, he smiled sadly.

"Sorry guys. Looks like my times up." Everyone glanced at the person closest to them and then back to Ichigo, who began to cough, blood dribbling from in between the fingers on the hand he raised to cover his mouth. Inoue gasped, and willed her healing shield to form over Ichigo. The shield formed, held for thirty seconds before loosing color and distorting. Eventually, the barrier shattered, and Inoue fell to her knees. Rukia and Urahara darted to his side, the former with tears in her eyes.

"Dammit Ichigo, what did you do!?" She placed her hands on his chest and they glowed green, Urahara behind him, a green glow emanating from his hands.

"Stop, it's oka-"

"SHUT UP ICHIGO! I'M NOT GOING TO LOSE YOU!" Rukia screamed at the former orange-haired idiot. She willed more and more reiatsu into her palms. The group didn't even notice the entrance to the secret training ground violently explode, revealing one very pissed off Yoruichi, accompanied by a very serious looking Isshin and almost every Captain capable of movement. Urahara spotted Captain Unohana Retsu.

"UNOHANA TAICHO! Come quickly! Please!" She vanished at the urgency in his voice, not even waiting for the Sou-Taicho to give the word, even though she wouldn't have cared. She arrived by Urahara and he stepped back, while Renji stepped forward and peeled a frantic Rukia away from Ichigo, who was still smiling. Retsu placed her hand on his back and her hands glowed a variety of colors, from green to blue to purple and finally red. Once her hands touched his back, she felt his very life force slipping away.

"Urahara-san, is there any way to deactivate this form of his? I believe his own powers is killing him." Everyone stared at Ichigo. Retsu, even though very worried, vowed to save him. She owed the boy, not only for saving Soul Society, but by showing her that she may have a chance to finally discard her name.

Urahara thought for a second and went to speak but he was cut off by Yoruichi.

"DON'T SPEAK! DO!" She too had tears in her eyes. She flashed over to Renji who was still trying to hold Rukia back, and took the small girl from his arms, wrapping her in a tight embrace that she had no chance of escaping from.

"Kuchiki-Taicho! I need you to perform Senka on Ichigo! If we destroy his Soul Chain and Soul Sleep, it should forcibly deactivate his powers." Kuchiki Byakuya went over the plan in his head and agreed a second later. He drew his blade and vanished in a burst of shunpo so fast he surprised not only himself, but every other Captain in the chamber. When he closed in, he moved to the now vacated spot behind him and went to plunge his blade through his back, only for a sword to fly out of nowhere and stop him. He moved back and let his eyes widen slightly in shock to see that the person who stopped him was Kurosaki Isshin.

"What are you doing, Kurosaki-dono?" Byakuya straightened and held his blade before him. He was wholly intending to repay his debt to Ichigo, who had saved his sister and brought them close than ever. Isshin raised his sword and pointed it at Byakuya.

"Ban-kai, Raijin Engetsu." He basically exploded. Flames poured out a tornado that surrounded him. From within the tornado, bolts of lightning screamed to life. Everyone stared at him in wonder. The Sou-Taicho only watched on silently. They all waited for the tornado to disappear, and when it did, they were wishing that it didn't.

Isshin had completely changed. He looked ever so slightly taller, and his Zanpaktou had changed into a weird mix of a sword and a spear. His shihakushou had changed as well, seeming now like Ichigos Mugetsu form, except his were tighter and seemed less sentient, as instead of billowing in the wind, they just turned to ash. He pointed his weapon at everyone, including Retsu and Byakuya.

"Don't try and save him. He has accepted this. We all knew what would happed should he return from Hell. Everyone realized it when he told us of that armor he was given. The…Moeta ō no Yoroi. The Burnt Kings Armor. Sou-Taicho, back me up here." As soon as he finished speaking, a wall of flame surrounded Ichigo, effectively blocking everyone from reaching him. The Sou-Taicho appeared next to Isshin, blade already released. All the remaining Captains felt the anger and fury soar to new heights. Yoruichi snapped.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO! HE'S GOING TO DIE IF WE DON'T FORCE HIM OUT OF THAT FORM! STOP THIS BULLSHIT! PLEASE!" Her tears stained her face. Isshin turned to face her, and his own tears were visible.

"Don't you think I want to save him as well? Don't you think, that as his father, I want him to come home? For him to hold his sisters and tell them it's going to be alright? Yoruichi…Hell…needs a King." The revelation tipped some Captains over the edge. While Ichigo fought Aizen, Inoue had set to healing the most critically wounded, including Hitusgaya Toshiro, who drew his sword and launched a dragon made of ice at the two fire wielders. It crashed into them in a cloud of steam, and above them, Urahara himself appeared, conjuring a red net and letting it fall into the mist. After landing and stabbing his blade into the next, balls of flame started to appear and they shot towards the two, and a massive explosion rocked the cavern. Not letting up, he fired his favorite Kidou, Sejun Koten Taiho, Hado no 91, into the thick of things. A second explosion rocked the cavern. A battle cry made him jump clear as Kenpachi Zaraki charged into the smoke, and wielding his sword with two hands, he swiped down and split the smoke. But when they focused on the blade, they were all shocked to see that Isshin had caught his blade bare handed. He readied his sword-spear.

"Raiken."

Zaraki was engulfed in a giant bolt of lightning. Swinging his weapon again, Isshin launched Zaraki away from them, sending him straight into the wall…on the far side of the cavern. Retsu jumped forward, lifting her hand and pointing her palm at Isshin, while behind him, Kyoraku Shunui and Ukitake Juushiro went straight for the Sou-Taicho.

Gathering power in her palm, Retsu fired off blue beam of Kidou.

"Hado no 88, Heryugekizoushinten raiho!" Kyoraku and Ukitake released their respective shikai's, and the two fire wielders simply flash stepped away. What they didn't expect though was for Ukitake to absorb the Kidou with his shikai and turn it back onto them from behind. The attack soared at them, and with a flick of his wrist, the Sou-Taicho brought up Bakudo no 80, Danku, and stopped the beam from hitting them. The Sou-Taicho and Isshin vanished and reappeared in front of the fire that surrounded Ichigo, and the remaining Captains gathered before them. Toshiro spoke up.

"This doesn't look good. We are facing off against people who pushed Aizen. The Sou-Taicho really is monstrously strong…and Former Captain Shiba…never thought I would see him again." The other Captains grunted in agreement, and they readied themselves for another go at getting through and giving Byakuya a chance to perform Senka on Ichigo. They were going to do everything in their power to save the boy. Orders be damned to furthest pits of Hell.

"ICHIGO!"

Everyone stopped. Everyone turned in the direction of the scream. Everyone saw Yoruichi staring at the fire with a collapsed Rukia in her arms. She was obviously the source of the scream. The saw the Sou-Taicho turn to Isshin, who deactivated his Ban-Kai, his sword returning to its sealed form. The Sou-Taicho swung his arm and the fire faded away, revealing Ichigo, still sitting on the rock/tree stump.

Yoruichi gently lay Rukia on the ground and appeared next to Ichigo. She cupped his face with her hands. Her eyes went wide and she placed her head over his heart.

Tears fell from her golden eyes.

"Ichigo…hey…Ichigo…I-Ichi…go…ICHIGO…ICHIGO!" Yoruichi, the strong former Captain of Squad 2, Head of the Omnitskidou and Covert Ops, broke down into a sobbing mess. She fell to her knees, screaming out in pain. She wrapped her arms around the boy and pulled him down onto her, gently passing her hands through his hair, cooing gently into his ears.

A soft thud was heard, and Isshin turned to see Orihime collapsed on the floor. Chad knelt down beside her and pulled her into his arms, though if you looked, you could see the faint tracks of tears flowing from the gentle giants eyes. Renji gritted his teeth, and he turned away. Retsu felt tears forming in her eyes, and most of the Captains were openly crying.

Neliel and Grimmjow could only stare. Neliel broke down, wrapping her arms around herself and shaking uncontrollably. Grimmjow could hear the one word she repeated over and over again.

"Itsygo…Itsygo…I-I-Itsygo…" The name of the man who saved her rang over and over again in his mind. He remained quiet, paying his respect to the fallen warrior in his own way, he glanced at the Sou-Taicho and the man called Isshin.

"Hell needs a King. The Moeta ō no Yoroi is his condemnation. His soul is now reforming in Hell. It seems though, that they respected him enough to leave us something to bury." The Sou-Taicho walked over to Isshin.

"I am sorry for your loss, Former Captain Shiba."

"Kurosaki. It's Kurosaki."

The Sou-Taicho just nodded and walked away. Grimmjow stepped up to him and stood before him. He grit his teeth and had to reign in his anger so the Sou-Taicho wouldn't kill him, but he let him know what he was thinking.

"You're fucking pathetic. You could easily take his place. I know that armor, and you do to. Every Hollow fears it, and we instinctually know what it represents. And we know that if you are strong enough, you can take it from the previous user. That's why…you're fucking pathetic. You can save him, but you chose to fuck him over. I was gonna try to convince Tia Harribel to make some sort of pact with you so Ichigo and I could fight when we wanted, in return for us giving you a hand if you need, but you can go fuck yourselves now." He spat to the side and let the Old Man pass.

The remaining Captains walked over to Isshin, Toshiro letting out his anger by punching him in the gut.

"What the Hell were you thinking!? Letting him do something like that!" Isshin stood up and glared at Toshiro, his own tears falling.

"Remember what I said to Yoruichi." He turned and walked away. But he stopped before he reached the exit.

"Now I have to tell his sisters. You know how they are. I wouldn't be surprised if they never spoke to me again. In fact…I'd completely understand if Masaki turned over in her grave." He vanished, leaving the Captains alone to deal with this together. They all gathered around Yoruichi, Byakuya standing behind her, his constantly stoic mask broken to reveal the depth of his pain.

"I'm sorry, Yoruichi. I wasn't…fast enough." He closed his eyes and didn't speak again.

The next morning, an announcement was made.

"Attention! Attention! This is a message to all Shinigami of the Court Guard Squads!" Everyone looked up from their jobs, the ones who already knew not even bothering to listen.

"As of yesterday, the Shinigami Daiko, Kurosaki Ichigo, is dead."

And there is the re-write of the chapter! Woot! I got this one out faster since I felt inspired due to the positive feedback from Substitute and Memoirs. Hope you all keep reading!

*I MADE UP THAT CHANT FOR KISUKES KIDO HAHA

*ISSHINS BAN-KAI POWERS AND APPEARANCE IS A MIX BETWEEN THE NAMELESS KING FROM DARK SOULS 3 AND MUGETSU.

R&R if you will!

Ja ne!