5/24/14- Hello, welcome to my first Bleach story. I started this a few years ago, and it's been awhile since then. I hope you enjoy the story and review! This story is going through major revision and editing so it might not make full sense at some points and the titles are all screwed up, but it should still all work out as you read on. Please leave reviews and give me some thoughts on the story, thanks!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Year 0-Start of Bleach

Year 15 Ichigo is 30

Year 26- Story starts. Bleach has ended, and Ichigo is now positioned in the Living World as a substitute shinigami and is married to Rukia with children in Karakura Town.

Prologue-Year 43 (future)

I sense a massive reiatsu approaching me. I'm enveloped in evil darkness. Silence rings in my ears, foretelling my twisted fate. Who is it...? Who possesses this great power that I haven't yet been able to sense?

I woke up from this dream, startled, sweating, shaking, and scared. Again. For the third time this week, I have had horrific dreams about a grand power approaching me. What is it? Could it be a sign? Or more importantly, who's the cause? I quickly glance out the window which overlooks the streets of Seireitei. My division, 10th appeared to be the size of tiny speck seen from the mountains of my home. Since death claimed me five years ago in the real world, I have become a shinigami. I have risen up my rank to fukutaicho of the tenth division under my captain, Hitsugaya Toushiro. My zanpakuto, controller of space and time, resides next to me, securely tied onto my bowed sash at my hip. I stretch out my muscles for a few seconds, thoroughly enjoying the feeling, meanwhile slowly waking myself mentally. I groan and sucumb to finally getting out of the bed. Hurriedly, I prepare for the work day and leave. I can't help but have an eerie feel about myself and what the future holds.

All of a sudden, a chill jolts through me. Is someone behind me? Quickly glancing back, I saw no one looking suspicious, only the typical chattering residents of Rukongai. Irrational fear is consuming me, causing me to shunpo all the way into the center of Seireitei in only seconds. I'd have to be safe here. No one would dare attack me when everyone could come to my rescue, right? I realized then, that I must have jinxed it. All of a sudden, a smokey black garganta was sliced into the clear, blue sky above me, causing a crescent incision to appear in front of me. I drew my sword from its sheath, ready to fight the intruder. Out of the black hole, a figure of a man slowly walked towards me, a lopsided smirk on his face. Suddenly his appearance clicked in my mind.

Aizen Sosuke.

The former captain of the 5th division.

The man who betrayed Soul Society.

The man who betrayed everyone who trusted him.

The man who hurt us all.

What was he doing here? He had been gone for years, ever since the substitue shinigami Kurosaki Ichigo had defeated him. And more importantly, what was he doing approaching me? I knew that I was screwed at this point. I was strong, after all I was promoted to fuku-taicho, but I knew that any rank would be reduced to nothingness when put against this man. Many shinigami who were much stronger and more powerful could fight all their hearts out, then sulk and realize that everything would be futile against this thing. This monster.

"Akiyama...Kasumi..." He spoke in a raspy voice, causing me to cower and tremble with distress, in front of his knees. Never had I ever heard my name said in such a tone that made me shake with fright.

"Aizen Sosuke! What the hell are you doing in Soul Society?" I yelled at him, slowly backing away. I could feel his energy, engulfing me. How could someone have such a myriad of power? It was almost as if there was an endless source of reiatsu emanating from him.

"Oh, such foul language for such a young beautiful girl...wouldn't you agree?" In my five years of being a shinigami, I had never once encountered the former 5th captain. I had heard many stories, from the new recruits to the sou-taicho about all the things that Aizen had done. Despite the fact that I had never faced him, I knew that he wasn't a man to be friendly to.

"Leave this place, now!" I ordered him, attempting to match his level of confidence in his words. He was coming closer, but I was moving back. His movements were quick, but fluid. His accuracy in his actions terrified me.

"I will do that precisely, but only if you agree to come with me.."

Come with me? What did he mean? Me...go with him?

"Me? Why me? What do you want with me?"

"It's not you I want, it's your zanpakuto. I need it, however, for it to work properly, I need you to wield it for my purposes."

"Who said that I will go with you?" I countered back at him.

"I will make you come with me back to Hueco Mundo, whether you want it or not. Resistance is futile. I will rise and Soul Society will be crushed. Simple as that." Then with a flick, he was gone, disappearing into thin air.

Where had he gone?

Getting into a ready-to-defend position, I realized that my attempts were useless. He had materialized behind me and already had his zanpakuto at my neck, ready to slice at any moment.

"So Akiyama...what is your decision now?" He smiled at me, eyes gazing into my soul as if he could read me from the inside out. I trembled in fear of his all-seeing eyes. Who knew what great pain and tragedy he had witnessed through his emotionless orbs?

"I would rather die than help you!" I spat, hoping my brave words would buy me a few more seconds of life.

"Well, we can't have that, now can we?" He looked down at me and put his sword down, retreating.

That was too easy...

The next thing I felt was something hitting me...then it all faded to blackness.

edited 5/24/14