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3rd POV:
An eight year old Ichigo was in his human form he was currently traveling around the forest. For days he didn't know where he was nor did he care. He carried his zanpacto, and wore a ripped black hoodie,  ripped jeans, underneath the hoodie he wore a red tank top. He had a few scratches and dirt was littered around the clothes. He had been eating berries and small animals that he could find around the forest. Ichigo had to leave his and Acnologia's cave because creatures called hollows started terrorizing the inhabitants. He knew he was far away from the mountain because he could no longer see the mountain. Ichigo traveled with slow steps he knew he was close to a city and he wanted to make it there, but he knew he was either going to pass out or die but at that point it didn't matter. He would've transformed into his wyvern form but he was at a weakened state he couldn't transform back.
     All the sudden Ichigo saw a light no not the ever so consuming light that causes death but a light of a summoning. He couldn't quite hear or see the person, but he felt as if he was being lifted just then he passed out.

—Time skip four days later —

Ichigo's POV:
     My eyes felt heavy as if I had enough strength to open them I would but I found no strength in my body to do so. I felt my body on something soft unlike the uncomfortableness (That is an abnormally long word and I'm proud) of the ground. I had something covering my eyes and I was strapped down to the comfortable bed? I don't know what it was all I know is I'm not in the Forrest and I'm not on human ground. There was a lot of reiatsu. There were at least 13 people I could sense. They knew I had awoken because I could feel their pressure turn into unsureness I felt the blind fold or cloth get peeled away from my eyes. I tried opening my eyes but there was a bright light shining back into my ice cold blue eyes (I know Ichigo has brown eyes but Imma make him have blue eyes so deal with it). I closed my eyes to adjust to the brightness of the light, yet a few seconds later I tried opening them again for it to be less brutal to my eye sight.

This is what his eyes will look like—

     All of the people residing in the room suddenly tensed they looked amongst them selves seeming to question why my eyes had looked like they had

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     All of the people residing in the room suddenly tensed they looked amongst them selves seeming to question why my eyes had looked like they had.
     "You can stop staring at me it's not like me staring into your souls will kill you." I spoke, they looked even more intrigued then they previously were.
     "So you can speak. I've never met such a young hollow so humanoid and that has the ability to have the full capability of speech. I am Shingekuni Yamamoto the leader of the gotei 13, but you can just refer me to Yamamoto as I dislike surnames." Spoke Yamamoto. I had no idea what he wanted so I just nodded.

    "Well Yamamoto you see I'm not a full fledged hollow, but before you ask I am not whatsoever human either. Im a wyvern, dragon, hollow species simply with a human form. If you choose to fear me then I must inform you that I don't need to kill humans, nor do I have the desire to do so." I said, I knew most of them might be wary and I truly didn't care.

     After I spoke nearly every one with in the room had seemed shocked and I felt the reiatsu rise probably from anger or fear, but it dropped after my explanation.

     "The reason on why and where you are is because we had been getting signals of strong reiatsu and KI from the forest you resided in, and where you are currently is the Soul Society. Speaking of which what is your name," Asked Yamamoto.

     "My name is Ichigo, just Ichigo. My parents never had proper last names as I had also never met them." I said.

"Well young Ichigo how old are you and how long have you been in that forest?" Questioned Yamamoto.

"I am eight years old and I have been in that forest ever since I've been born. Can you uhh... undo the straits on the bed so I can get up." I said. Yamamoto nodded and a man with white hair and a creepy smile came up to me and started undoing the straits. I started sitting up I freed my wings and the thirteen people and Yamamoto were shocked. My gorgeous orange, red, and oceanic wings spread from my back.
     
    After they came back from their shocked expressions they started saying their names.
    
     "I am Shunsui Kyoraku and I am the captain of the first division."
   
    "I am Sui-feng the captain of the second division."

     "I am Gin Ichimaru the captain of the third devision!"

     "I am Isane Kotetsu! Captain of the fourth division or medical division."

    "I am Aizen Sosuke. One of your care takers and the fifth division captain."

     "I am Byakuya Kuckiki the captain of the sixth division."

    "Names Sajin Komamaru or for short Sajin and I am the captain of the seventh division."
  
    "I'm Shunsui Kyoraku captain of the eighth devision."

     "The name is Kaname Tosen the ninth division captain."

     "I am Toshiro Hitsugaya your care taker along with some others, and I am the captain of the tenth division."

     "Kenpachi Zaraki and I am also one of your care takers. I'm captain of the eleventh division."

     "I'm Mayuri Kurotsuchi twelfth division captain."

      "I am Jushiro Ukitake captain of the thirteenth division."

I have zero clue if that is 100% accurate but all that I know was that was a pain in my ass to type—

      "Ok speaking of which I can sense a hollow you might want to try and find it also I can't sense myself so don't think it's me," I spoke. 

      I got up off of the bed and spread my wings. I was faced away from the gotei 13 with my wings spread to feel movement in them. Some more of my more prominent features started apear such as my horns and tail. I did have a hollow hole right underneath where my heart would be. Right before I could leave through the window I was pulled back. Before I could argue something clamped around my neck it wasn't too heavy but it was metal. I heard a few clicks and a tick signaling it was locked around my neck. Before I could argue about what was happening Yamamoto cut me off.

     "We want you to stay here for a few reasons to trust you enough to know that you won't go on a killing spree and the other is because people would be afraid of you for now you will stay with Aizen, Toshiro, and Kenpachi," he said, "But for now we want to ask you if your even in you full form, why you have two zanpacto, and what your zanpacto abilities are if you have them."

    "Why should I answer any of your questions if I'm being held captive?" I asked.

     "In your current situation I think it would be the smartest choice for you," said Kenpachi.

     "Ahh... so a threat. Ehh... ok I'll play along anyways for your questions. No I'm not in my form I haven't even earned all my transformations or true forms. So far I only have three forms I'll earn my fourth soon. I have human, hybrid, and wyvern. For the second question these were my parent's zanpacto I still haven't summoned them. And for the last question since I haven't earned my zanpacto I don't have its abilities, but however I do control three different magics Sun Dragon God, Soul Dragon, and Ice God magic," I spoke with the truth I know that even if they don't believe me I could just transform and show them.

"How is it possible for your parent's zanpacto to still exist... I mean all zanpacto dissapear after one passes away. And even if the zanpacto still exist how can you use them?" Asked Byakuya.

"I actually don't even know how I have them but I do know that they were passed down through my family's generations." I said. I got several nods in response to my statement I knew almost all of them were wondering that, and also I knew they were wondering about my different transformations and magic.

This was such a long chapter oh god bless your souls. Word count 1464.—

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