New Beginning

Chapter 2

In an underground bunker built by Kisuke Urahara, Isshin Kurosaki sits by his wounded son. The orange hair twenty year old is resting after being wounded gravely by the Quincy King. He had several gashes, cuts, a deep stab wound to his stomach, and some poison gas has temperately taken his sight. With is body so stress his healing and regeneration has come to a crawl. Isshin has done all that he could to even putting him back in his body to keep Ichigo stabilized, but he knows that it isn’t enough.
Isshin shakes his head at how they had ended up hiding in Kisuke’s bunker. He, Ichigo, and Kisuke are the only ones left. When Juhabach had taken the soul king’s throne and destroyed the soul society he started a chain reaction. The three worlds started to collapse onto themselves. At first, the world of the living looked like it was going to be spared but that was wishful thinking. He knows Ichigo still blames himself for his sister’s death. If the survivors had let him, he would have blame himself for every death that came about when the war was lost.

If Ichigo’s friends were still alive things for his son would be very different. Isshin now only wants to save his son, and Kisuke had an idea on how to do that. Problem is, is that Ichigo would most likely will be the only survivor. Isshin has had mixed feelings on this idea. He had started a journal not too long ago and has plans, if all goes well, to leave it with Ichigo. He hopes that it will help him in some way.

“Isshin,” Kisuke calls “Its time.”

“Aright.”

Getting up and stretching sore muscles. Isshin scoops up Ichigo causing the young man to cringe in pain. Sighing he follows Kisuke over to a machine that called everything into question.

“Are you sure this will work Kisuke?”

The question earning Isshin a flat look from the blond.

“I don’t know.” He said with a tired sigh.

Its then that the ground shakes violently and dirt and dust start to rain down on the trio. Isshin looks between Ichigo and the machine. He doesn’t have to think too long.

“Start it up.”

Getting only a nod from the other man, the machine springs to life making soft whirling noise as sparks fly every now and then.

“You’ll have at least five minutes to get through. After that, well…” Kisuke lets his sentence drop.

“What’ll you be doing during all this?”

“Someone has to stay behind and power this thing.” Kisuke answers dejectedly, “Keep Ichigo close to your body and surround him with your spiritual pressure, that’ll keep him

somewhat protected. You on the other hand.”

“I know. I’m prepared for that. Ichigo is all that matters now.” Isshin says looking fondly at his son.

“Also, there may be some side effects.”

“Like?”

“Welll, Ichigo probably… might…..deage.” the blond says at last. “But not too badly mind you, maybe a couple years at least…I think…well I hope anyway.”

Isshin stares at the man like he grew a second head, the two say nothing more. The quakes get more violent the air itself becomes more sulfuric and breathing becomes hard. Just when Isshin thinks that they won’t make it Kisuke waves him to go through. Giving the man a slight nod he flashes through the portal, knowing that he will never see the blond again.

Kisuke watches his friend and once student get swallowed by his invention. He can feel all his power draining away. He has a few regrets but he is happy that he could save one person from this accursed fate. The last thing the blond shopkeeper sees is the portal wink out as darkness overtakes his vision.