One day in the soul society, things seemed to go according to plan. The head captain had passed away, due to a man cutting him in half. But, such things were the price to pay. The buildings had multiple holes, from the quincy siege. This futile attempt had failed. They soon began to rebuilt. As the multiple hell butterflies flew around their designated shinagami, the day seemed to continue on. Such life didnt mean anything to one lonely shinagami. Her resemblance to her father was uncanny almost surreal. Due to this factor of looking like Sosuke Aizen, it gave her a bad reputation. Though she did everything to prove herself. People still judged her harshly. One would think past events would be forgotten. But, not in the child of the traitorous Aizen. The fact was many people, in the soul society feared her existence. This caused her to become a primary target, to the relentless verbal assault by the fellow shinagami. These events never hindered, her spirit ever. One lieutenant by the name of Rangiku Masamoto flashed step, near the woman. This shinagami had a distinctive look about her. The blade of her soul cutter, was wrapped in pink. The sheathe had pink covered over it. It sat on Rangikus back. The black outfit revealed her well endowed chest. She smirked softly running her hand through the white blond hair. The crystal blue eyes seemed, to pierce the daughter of Aizen. Well, hello Aizena Sosukena. Why such a gloomy face? Do you want some sake, to cheer you up? Aizena simply looked at Rangiku and shook her softly. Though she looked different than everyone else. One massive blade sat on her back. The blade was being held by the brown strap, by her chest. On the chain of the blade sat a sickle looking, weapon. Her hands had black gloves on each hand. Down from the black gloves, on her wrists sat purple bracelets. From the purple bracelets sat golden forearm gauntlets. The brown hair almost resembled her father Aizen, the only difference was the length. Her eyes were crystal green resembling, Aizens former mate. The black shinagami outfit, almost matched Rangikus with the, well endowed exposure of the chest. Her hand brushes hair and she sighs deeply raising a eye brow. Not right now Rangiku. I wish I could, but I am waiting on a message from the Gotei Court. It is something serious or at least that is what, I have been told. Rangiku nodded then soon blurred out, using what is called shunpo to shinagami. But, in the world of the living, those that could see the shinagami it was called flash step. Her mind began to wonder, as she waited for the Gotei messager. The orange headed shinagami, she couldnt stop thinking about. Aizena began to understand why he was so interested in him. He had evolved in such a short amount of time, then Kurosaki, Ichigo became stronger after regaining his shinagami powers. But, he soon took up his true heritage, of being a quincy. Her hand lightly, touched the side of her face, just like her father Aizen. The same smirk Aizen wore at times, when he was thinking she had inherited the same look. The thought was interrupted by the, shunpo of the messager. He got to one knee, before relying the message. The messager had a golden crest on top of his head. A black cloth covered his eyes and face. A red vest sat upon his chest, along with a long sleeve black shirt, coming out of the sleeves of the red vest. His pants were black matching his shoes. He coughed to break Aizena concentration of her thoughts. As she snapped out of it, her eyes turned to the messager this time. On his back sat a golden back pack which seemed to glow, as he relayed the mission. Captain Aizena. Your mission is to track a unknown, anomaly in the world of the living. The spiritual pressure of this anomaly is strong, that is why we are sending you. The messager blurred out and vanished. Her hand ran through her brown hair, as she let out a deep sigh. She soon blurred out, stopping by her fathers barracks the same squad he had been in. The fifth division she had became captain after her father. Ironic that Aizena had taken this squad. But, as she opened the door a shinagami looked at her and smiled. This was Aizenas lieutenant. She had a black shinagami outfit, very modest compared to her own. Her soul cutter named tobiheme sat upon, the side of the robe. Her dark brown hair was wrapped into a ponytail, by the blue hair tie. A soft cloth covered the back of the pony tail, as light blue ribbons seemed to hang from the cloth. This lieutenant was no other than Momo Hinamori. She trusted captain Aizena, with all her heart. Though it had been tough for Aizena to gain her trust. After, the betrayal Aizen her father had pulled upon this lieutenant it made her extremely cautious around this new captain. But, after proving herself to Momo things seemed easier. Aizena taichou, are you going on another mission? If so can I tag along? It has been quite sometime since, I have encountered the world of the living. Aizenas hand patted Momos head. Momo smiled at her captain. Though deep down she knew, that her new captain didnt want her to get hurt. This made Momo smile even more, after all it showed her that this new captain cared. Aizena didnt believe in using kyoga suiegetsu, like her father had used previously. Using hypnosis seemed cowardly in her own mind. Though this made her analyze every weakness the 13 Gotei revealed. Every detail only made her strive to strengthen, the fifth division. Momo. I would like you to follow me, but the truth is, I dont know if I will survive this encounter. I dont want you, to worry about anything. Most likely after I die, I will just return to the soul court or the ryokon district. This will happen I guess, due to my soul being trapped here anyways. Momo looked at Aizena worried. But, her hand soon patted Momos head. She wanted to give her lieutenant a morale boost. This morale boost did work, as Momo walked over to the desk, stacked high with paper work. Momo sat down in the black chair, and soon began filling out the paper work, for Aizena. Her body soon blurred out, as she landed on one foot outside of the barracks. She looked at the blue sky and started walking. To the prison of her father Aizen. She landed on one foot, like her father. Her shunpo was on par with his. Aizen was wrapped in black stripes. His eyes showing no emotion, the dark brown hair seemed to cast a shadow, over his eyes. Though he hated the soul society, Aizen cared about this child. But, not in the way a father should. A smirk crossed his face, as he once again, tried manipulating his own daughter. Daughter, my dearest child, why havent you taken my path? You have great power like me, if you were to master the hyogoku...you could surpass me. Become immortal daughter and set me free. Together we will take out, the soul society while they are weak. You cannot deny, you have not thought about this subject. Aizena looked at her father, attempting to put on a face, of no emotion. But, he was right. This one time had begun to work. All the shinagami hated her, and feared her. This statement by Aizen to his daughter, began to make her mind wonder. Aizen smirked looking at her, he knew deep down she had malice and hatred in the soul cutter, she wielded. The blade on her back seemed to glow, the blackness began to grow as getsuga began to fester. Suddenly, the spiritual lines began to appear around her body. It was so strong, even Aizen couldnt deny he felt as if he was being crushed by this immense spiritual pressure. Her eyes turned black with hatred as the mask slowly, began to appear upon her face. Aizen was stunned, she wasnt like the visards. No, this wasnt at the level, of a pesta arrancar. This spiritual pressure matched, a espada. She returned to normal as Aizena smirked softly, looking at her father. Aizena knew her father Aizen, was stunned by the power his own daughter wields. Aizen looked at her feeling despair, this child had surpassed anyone he knew. She smirked softly, looking at Aizen he had the look of admiration and envy. So, father what do you think? I am not like most shinagami. You knew from day one, that is why you wanted me here. The 13 gotei is weak, with Shunsui leading it currently. But, even though I do think about it.....I am not like you father. Aizen did not say anything to her. He knew she would never turn, against the soul society. But, one day she would see the truth...the lies her so called friends, hid from the mind of his precious daughter. He went back to mediating as she vanished, out of the prison cell. One thing had him stunned, why was she able to see through Kyoga Suiegetsu? It made no sense. No ordinary shinagami could do that, not only that but her spiritual he felt nothing. Aizena had hit a power spike, so huge that the combine strength of him and Kurosaki Ichigo didnt stand a chance. He began to understand why, the gotei 13 squad feared his daughter. That kind of power could level entire planets, the thought send shivers down his own back. She landed on one foot walking alone, to the shinkaimon. As her hell butterfly flew around. This one black butterfly, gave her safe passage to the world of the living. The massive gate opened, as the bright light shot forth. Her shadow was casted upon the ground, from the light itself. But, the shadow seemed almost....sadistic. The eyes of the shadow appeared, shining a bright red. Shadows didnt turn into this....it wasnt natural at all. The darkness seemed to eat away, the ground causing it to die. Wings appeared on the shadow burning black, as she stepped forward. Aizena had no idea, what was truly happening inside of her own mind. As she vanished into the light running, down the gunkai...things began to rumble within her head. Aizena dropped to one knee, due to her father killing the spirit train, she had nothing to worry about. Suddenly, Aizena found herself in
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