Prologue

A/N: Okay everyone, here is the start of the revised story. Name is changed cause I wanted to. Don't like it oh well. Anyways, enjoy!

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She was nervous but also not at the same time. She had worked hard to get here and couldn't wait. Her small bag of belongings tapped her in the back to remind her of her destination. She had been assigned to the 10th Division under Hitsugaya Toushiro and Matsumoto Rangiku. She was happy to see her sister again after all this time but she also knew of her sister's reputation. Shaking her head she looked up to find the looming archway of the 10th division in front of her. One of the guards came over and she simply held out the summon paperwork. Her two swords clinked softly as she was inspected briefly and then led to what appeared to be an audience hall. She said nothing as she simply walked in, dropping her stuff and sitting down to meditate near the southern wall of the room. She cared nothing if the other shinigami said anything to her as she retreated into her subconsciousness. Being unaware of how much time had passed from when she was put in here to when she heard the adjacent shojo screens opening. Along with the soft creak of floor boards told her that her sanctum had been invaded. Opening her eyes, she came face to face with her older sister. Rangiku crossed the threshold and drew her younger sister into a bone crushing hug.

"Hotaru! I'm so happy you made it!" The younger one, Hotaru, pushed at her sister despite loving when she was shown affection.

"Nee-chan, I can't breath." Rangiku loosened her hold on the young woman and gave her a quick peck on the forehead before she was made aware of another presence in the room. The energy coming from this individual was unlike anything she had ever felt. It was powerful and oppressive. She had to take very deep breaths as she felt like she was drowning. Just great. She managed to overcome the feeling as she leaned down, hands on her knees, her breathing erratic gasps. When she looked up she was surprised to see a young man with hair the color of fresh snow and eyes the color of ice. His features still had some of the boyish fat but it was beginning to melt away into the angles of an adult male. She said nothing and simply studied him carefully. He also said nothing to her which she was alright with. She didn't exactly like interacting with people to a point. She felt her zanpakuto humming against her haori for the briefest instant before quieting. Strange, Suzaku what are you up to? She got no reply as she was accustomed to from her zanpakuto. Rangiku shifted nervously looking between the two of them.

"Taicho, this is the new recruit who will be taking the sixth seat position. Remember I told you about her?" He nodded, not taking his eyes off her. She seemed plain. Her features were a little sharp though, almost like a birds but he had to admit she was sort of pretty. He supposed she would be an asset but he'd watch her carefully. She was very unsettling with how her bright green eyes seemed to stare straight into his soul.

"Matsumoto can show you around and get you a room to stay in. I'll put you up against some others to see just what your strengths are." He turned in a flurry of cloth and left, his captain's coat fanning behind him. He obviously meant to intimidate but it did the opposite. Once he left the room Hotaru turned to her sister looking at her expectantly. Rangiku smiled and led her sister away with a bounce in her step.

It took a few hours to find Hotaru a place to sleep, food to eat and make it back to the division grounds. Rangiku had offered to let her stay in her rooms, since she had more than enough space but Hotaru politely refused stating that she needs her own space. Rangiku hid her sadness that her younger sister had changed so drastically over the last few decades. Something had happened at the Academy but she wouldn't pressure her into telling. By the time they had managed to locate the practice grounds everyone was there waiting patiently. Taicho stood in the center with four shinigami standing directly behind him. Her opponents no doubt. He wore an expression of annoyance that was directed at Rangiku, who smiled and moved off the field to watch. Hotaru stood there unmoving as Taicho explained the rules. She wasn't paying attention as she watched her opponents. One of the four favored his left hand verses the customary right hand and also had very low reiatsu. Another stood behind the other three, he was the long range attacker and the weakest. He would be taken out first. The third had a short sword, she was used to close combat and a potential problem. The final opponent was the tallest of them all and had a very strange stance that kept him low to the ground, almost too low.

Taicho said something and three of them charged at Hotaru, war cries echoing off the stone work, pressing into her to scare her. Hotaru shifted slightly, putting her left shoulder forward remaining still before in a flurry of movement she crouched, swinging her leg out she took out two of her opponents before rolling to her back and pushing off the ground with her hands. Flipping in midair she landed to the right of the third attacker, keeping the kido user in her peripheral vision. Something red was launched at her before she spun backwards, shuunpoing to reappear behind the kido artist, aiming a quick karate chop to the back of his neck. He crumpled to the ground leaving one left. Hotaru smiled slightly, this wasn't too boring for a fight, granted she was holding back a whole bunch but what taicho didn't know wouldn't kill him. She held up a hand and beckoned at him. He waddled around in a half circle cautious but made a fatal mistake in stepping inside her zone.

Moving with the speed of an assassin she charged, sidestepping his defense and landing a punch straight at his sternum. It would hurt for some time but it would heal. She made sure she didn't break any bones. It would be bad to kill someone on her first day, that and taicho called a halt so she pretended to obey. She didn't want to listen to the humans but for now she would, at least until Suzaku chose to step in and become involved. Taking several steps back she paused and waited for taicho to say something. He glowered at her but also could sense that she had held back a huge amount. He would address it later, for now he'd leave her in the sixth seat, but would keep an eye on her. He also found it strange that during the entire fight she not once drew her zanpakuto, that was a feat to be sure.

"Report tomorrow morning for duty. Dismissed." She bowed slightly and watched as everyone left, giving her a wide berth, whispering about her. Humans were so fickle sometimes. Rangiku was the only one left as she watched her sister, head held high, walking away. Curiosity got the better of her so she began to do some digging into what Hotaru had done at the Academy, but that would wait for tomorrow. Gin was on his way over to visit and she knows he hates being kept waiting.

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So what do you think? I decided to start out a little differently. Let me know. Also I changed the names for a reason and yes this time I did my research so things Guardian wise are accurate. Enjoy!

~AnimeIsMyCrack