AN: Once again I'm starting a new story, yes I know that's not a very wise thing to do but I couldn't help it. It's a Bleach Wow crossover but with a bit of a twist.

Here's the prologue

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Prologue

The winter war…

Those three words bring a wave of horror even now. It was the single greatest cataclysm to have ever swept the world. At the time I had no idea that anyone was capable of what Aizen had done.

I was…Naïve.

But when we stopped him from creating the king's key using my town as the medium, he resorted to more desperate measures by using numerous other cities and towns, preferable those with huge populations. Aizen's actions forever changed all three worlds…

More than two thirds of us had…died out. Entire countries in fact had been wiped off of the map, civilizations crumbled in a matter of days. My first love Inue Orohime was killed right before my eyes in a vain attempt to break me. It only made me mad. My sorrow and anger unleashed a power in me that I never knew I had. I still remember her last words, her words of love and admiration, saying how proud she was of me. Tatsuki is probably the reason I didn't go completely insane. She's stuck by my side ever since, helping me whenever she can.

We are in fact still healing from the affects of the war. About half of the remaining humans developed spiritual powers of their own and the rest just became spiritually aware. The Shinigami had been equally devastated. They lost several good people including their captain commander. The King's realm had been completely obliterated, as had the entirety of the rukongai, leaving behind only the seireitei and about one thousand miles of land surrounding the area. It was a mere fragment of a world. It could fit in the skies of earth. The souls that lived in those areas had been obliterated as well and reduced to pure spiritual energy, energy that now flows through the skies of all three worlds like a massive floating river that constantly changes colors.

Seirietei had become a lost chaotic un-controlled group for a while, enshrouded in their despair and mourning, lost without a leader, convinced that they were doomed to destruction. I was coerced into becoming the captain commander by my idiot dad about two weeks later who also chose that time to reveal to me that he was also a Shinigami. I still want to kill him.

Huecho mundo went through similar destruction. It is only slightly smaller than soul society. It had lost all normal hollows. Their spiritual energy has also melded with the river, leaving behind only arrancar and what few Vasto lordes that had managed to avoid Aizen before all of this had begun. Only three Espada were left alive after it had all been said and done with that crazy ass panther, Grimmjow as their king.

When I had finally managed to plunge my Zanpaktou into Aizen's heart, killing him, Grimmjow appeared and devoured him before anyone could stop him. The power boost he received from his meal catapulted the sexto Espada all the way to the top of the food chain in an instant, completing his goal at long last. Gin and Tousen tired to blindside him. It didn't work.

Grimmjow then shocked everyone when he commanded all of the former troops of Aizen to withdraw. He even tossed me the Hogyoku saying, "I ain't Aizen and I don't need that cheap piece of glass, seeya. I WILL be back for my rematch Kurosaki so don't get your hopes up yet thinking I forgot." He had then smiled and vanished along with Harribel, Stark and all the hollows who had been there. We were stunned but glad as well. We could now begin our recovery process.

The next few months were taxing. The humans, now aware that there is more going on than they had believed, wanted answers. We gave them what they wanted. They deserved to know why their world was nearly destroyed. They took it rather well actually. The leader of the strongest human government, who happened to be the rather energetic president of the united states called for a meeting between him, The leader of the soul society, (Me) a person to represent the humans who had developed powers and finally, the leader of the Hollows. His request was met with some resistance but not much as Grimmjow had proven that he was not like his former master and had indeed left us in peace. But the president was smart. If what he had planed was to work, then all factions had to be involved.

It took three weeks to get Grimmjow to come and when he did he was noticeably annoyed. He had fully intended on isolating Huecho mundo from the rest of us, but a bit of convincing from me got him to reluctantly change his mind.

The meeting had brought forth change to everyone involved. Treaties were drawn up, deals made, and new relations brought to life. The humans who had developed spiritual powers had elected Ishida Uryu to be their leader, he being the most gifted with words and the most experienced with spiritual powers. They also let it be known that they considered the Quincy their ancestors and would bring back to life their culture and life style in their honor. They had also taken on the race name of Ryoka. I found it a bit humorous as they were in no way, Ryoka but they were stubborn, saying the name actually described their new situation perfectly.

Grimmjow had proven to be an excellent leader. He quickly gained control of what was left of Huecho mundo and Los-Noches and silenced any and all hollows who tried to oppose him and this new order. He would not tolerate any more unjust hate. The surviving Vasto Lordes came out of hiding, fully willing to serve under Grimmjow as he wasn't an arrogant Shinigami and they were fully willing to help establish this new…peace. They knew full well that the way their kind acted before was no longer going to be accepted or needed. They weren't those mindless hollows that needed to eat souls and there weren't any more souls wondering around to eat anyway. Stark and Harribel also followed him loyally. And because of this and numerous other factors, they were able to integrate quite smoothly with the rest of us.

In a way an evolution took place as a result of the winter war. The barriers between the living and the dead had evaporated completely. All of us were changed forever and out lifestyles were altered. The cycle of rebirth though unaffected became clearer to all in the form of the spirit river that now colored our skies. If you died your energy and soul was re-dispersed amongst that river. Shinigami no longer needed to konso souls and the hollows could now reproduce by more traditional means due to being arrancar or Vasto lordes with fully functioning human like bodies.

It was something that took a while to get used to but we did and we grew stronger because of it.

And over the course of ten years, all three of our worlds grew so close we were practically one now. Grimmjow still appears from time to time challenging me to a spar and I'm still running the soul society, plagued by mountains of paperwork. My only consolation is that knowing that Uryu and Grimmjow are both stuck in the same situation as I.

Numerous pairings, finally having time to develop now that no one was trying to kill anyone else (Save for the ever troublesome criminal and scant deranged person here and there) sprung to life between numerous people. Renji and Rukia finally hooked up. Chad had paired up with the fraccion of Harribel named Apache. I ask him at least once a week how that even happened but he still refuses to tell me. I am still alone, ever since losing Orohime ten years ago I cannot bring myself to try and find another to love. Believe it or not, Kenpachi's crazy ass got married to Kukaku's equally crazy ass. Uryu and Grimmjow are still single as far as I know and Nell returned to Huecho Mundo to be with Stark. I know Harribel had developed a liking for the panther king but it's hard to tell if that's attraction as opposed to just wanting to be near his massive amount of reitsu, something all hollows seem to have in common. I find it humorous actually. Grimmjow of course does not.

All in all after Aizen and his two flunkies were killed, things started to improve. Peace was finally established for all of us and the healing had gone swell, granted we had reverted a bit when it came to technology but that's only because most of us could fly or travel via, Garganta or Senkai gate. The humans were the only ones who really used guns while the rest of us rather liked our powers or our Zanpaktou.

It was a good, semi-normal existence.

Then something came that brought the beginnings of great change.

"I've always been known for charging headlong into something without much thought, endangering myself greatly and worrying all of my friends at the same time. I've been called an idiot because of that, a reckless fool that would never live to see the age of twenty. So when she appeared in the forest through a green portal severely injured I didn't think twice about taking her to get treated at the hospital. It didn't even occur to me that she might be the bringer of something…devastatingly different.

Tatsuki noticed it first.

When she took a look at this woman she discovered something strange. It was something no one could identify. It flowed through her blood like a disease but we could also see it corrupting her reitsu, which by the way was pretty damn strong. We tried everything, used every known and several unknown testing techniques to try and identify what we were seeing. But all of them failed. And her blood samples proved to be just as impossible to crack and decipher. No one in the soul society, Huecho mundo or earth could figure out what they were seeing. Eventually we just gave up and decided to let her rest and recover.

She was out for two weeks, during which time I ventured back to the area with Uryu where she appeared, the air was saturated in a foreign energy, the smell of sulfur clung to the trees and the scorch mark in the ground only just beginning to heal. What was this energy? Where did that portal come from? And how exactly did that girl get here? I pondered over that woman too. I could tell she was a human but not from anywhere around here, her stuff was strange, like the gun she had strapped to her waist. I mean who in the hell still uses a musket? Or the strange dagger she had on her leg. Not to mention her wounds. She had scorch marks on some areas, and other areas looked like they were flash frozen. Then there were the numerous slash wounds. Whatever she fought was tough and very diverse with its fighting.

I was in my room arguing with Kon when Rukia came in and told me the woman had woken up. This made me smile. It meant that she had pulled through and that she was going to survive.

I wasted no time in getting to the hospital, Shunpoing there as soon as the words had left the midget's mouth.

When I arrived the woman gave a gasp full of wonder and fear, like she had never seen such a basic Shinigami technique before. Though I guess it couldn't be helped. The winter war had numerous irreversible affects on the human world, altering us all and connecting us permanently with the soul society and Huecho mundo. And some people were still getting use to this new…lifestyle.

I stared at her for well over a minute. Her honey brown eyes were darting back and forth constantly trying to find a way to escape.

"It's okay," I said. "I'm not going to hurt you." She seemed unconvinced, certain that I we were going to do her harm, her eyes betrayed her distrust and her sarcasm as well, as if to say, "Pfft Like I haven't heard that before." It pained me to see such distrustful eyes. It let me know that she has led a life of shame, sorrow and constant danger. Something about her made everyone want to hurt her in some way. I look at her again. She is beautiful. Her shoulder length curly black hair framed her round face perfectly and her exotic eyes added a bit of an otherworldly beauty to her.

She must have seen the look in my eyes because she gasped a bit then calmed down a little, offering me a hesitant but trusting smile.

"S-Sorry," she said. "I'm…not used to people treating us with kindness."

I raise an eyebrow and cross my arms, knowing not what she meant. "Well we're nothing but kind here," I said with a goofy ass grin. She held it in well but I could tell she was trying not to giggle.

"Anyway, you've been out for a while. That trip you took through that portal really did a number on you. What were you doing?"

She seemed hesitant to speak but a gentle squeeze of her hand by Tatsuki made her relax.

"I-I was fighting a warlock of the Sin'dorai."

It was silent for a good ten seconds before I spoke. "What?"

She mistook my humor for disbelief and grew angry.

"What? Don't believe me? Oh I get it. I am incapable of telling the truth huh? A beast such as me cannot possibly be telling the truth right!? None of my kind is innocent! RIGHT!?"

By the time any of us recovered from our shock she was shouting at the top of her lungs, her eyes flashing and her teeth gnashing like she was used to having fangs. I raised both hands up.

"W-whoa there, calm down calm down, that's not what I meant at all!"

She sounded completely off her rocker and looked more so with the glare she gave me.

"It just uh," I held in a chuckle. "You just said warlock, as in a powerful wizard like guy who controls demons, as in those dudes in fantasy books and fairy tale movies. I'm just wondering if you hit your head or something."

When she glared at me like I was stupid and said everyone in Azeroth knows what a Warlock is, I resisted the urge to laugh and call her crazy.

"Okay, start from the beginning."

But I went along with it and let her speak.

She told us her name was Sheena and that she hails from a place called Silverbrook, a town that no one had ever heard of but we kept quiet. She seemed…reluctant to reveal anymore than that, only that people like her were the constant targets of those from both the horde and the alliance for being cursed. She mentioned a man named Argul, an arch mage who had taken them in, only to fall prey to death then revived as one of the Lich king's minions.

She had apparently been fighting a powerful blood elf warlock and was accidentally consumed in his demon summoning portal and waking up here. She then asked her where she was. I told her Karakura town on earth. She had gasped and muttered to herself that she was no longer on her own world of Azeroth.

I just humored her and welcomed her to our world…

It was only two weeks later, when something terrifying happened to Tatsuki did I actually begin to believe what Sheena had told me. But by then it was already too late…

We were unprepared for what had been unleashed. It swept across the Human nation like a disease with so much speed that we couldn't keep up with it.

Tatsuki fell victim to it first. I had been asleep when she came smashing through my window, a crying Sheena on her tail, repeatedly apologizing to me, to Tatsuki, to anyone who would listen.

Tatsuki was scared. I could see it in her eyes; she was clutching a nasty looking bite on her arm. I was on edge. I wanted to know what happened. Tatsuki had looked at me for a brief second and said, "My…body….Sheena…" before she started wailing in agony.

Sheena herself was crying hysterically shouting to me something about a curse and that she never meant to bring it here and that she was sorry.

It was then…that I noticed the blood…around Sheena's mouth.

Instantly I snapped. Me reitsu exploded off of me and blew my room apart. Sheena was pinned to the wall a second later by my arm, Zangetsu held to her neck. My dad and my sisters barged into me room wondering what was going on and froze at the sight of Tatsuki and me about to kill Sheena.

I demanded, my eye flashing yellow and black, to know what happened. Sheena was still crying, telling me to kill her, that she was a monster. She explained to me this curse, this disease that spreads through the human body and transforms them forever. She told me that this curse was called Worgen, that it was magical in nature. She said that those who bear the Worgen curse are forced to give up their humanity. Some become nothing more than raging beasts driven only by bloodlust and instinct. She broke down further, saying that she had been practicing her transformation making sure her trip here didn't affect anything when Tatsuki entered the room. She had lashed out on instinct alone before she caught herself but it was too late. She had bitten the woman.

I had released the girl and turned back towards my best friend…just in time to see her start to physically transform. We all watched in muted shock as Tatsuki transformed into a scary looking she wolf creature. I only had time to say, "Holy shit she's a werewolf," before the area exploded into chaos.

This curse... it had an adverse affect on the humans of this world. It mixed with their latent spiritual energy and created something more, something stronger. Sheena herself had gasped when the energy exploded off of Tatsuki in a display no creature like her had ever accomplished. Tatsuki was…powerful. I'd never seen such a massive boost in power so instantly, save for when Grimmjow devoured Aizen. It was amazing and shocking. And when she finally fled, my dad's house was a smoking ruin. I asked Sheena where she was going.

The girl looked at me in horror as she said, "To the humans."

Six months later the entirety of the human nation was consumed in war. The devastation took me right back to the winter war. The Worgen curse spread so fast…those who had managed to regain control of themselves fought against those who could not, trying to tame them and help them recover their minds. The members of the other three nations had tried to lend a hand but the humans had refused, saying that this was their coming of age, that this was their initiation, their hour of change. They wanted to prove themselves by overcoming this problem alone without the help of the stronger races. They wanted to prove themselves to us, believing themselves weak in our eyes. And as much as I wanted to refuse their request to be left alone…I could not. I understood how they felt. So I watched along with the others in sadness as the human nation nearly tore itself down to nothing. I thought that there was no hope for them if they continued to refuse our help. It was…nearly unbearable to watch.

But just when all seemed lost, she appeared.

I was jolted awake by a slight tap on the shoulder and gasped when I saw the smiling visage of Tatsuki and someone else I had thought I was never going to see again.

"Hey…It's been a while huh Ichigo?"

They were both noticeably different. Their eyes were those of soldiers, people who have been to the bridge of insanity and back, people who have witnessed the ravages of a bloody battle. Their bodies rippled with the primal power the Worgen Curse brought and their animal like spiritual aura permeated the air.

Tatsuki…I was so glad to see her again. I thought she had died out there. But to see Keigo standing at her side utterly blew me away. He stood there with his arms crossed, completely different from the goofy Kid I knew in high school or the terrified young man who had locked himself away in a desperate attempt to keep himself out of the conflict when Mizurio and his sister had both been killed by hollows. He was smirking in an almost playful way as he greeted me and laughed when I failed to respond.

"We did it," Tatsuki had told me with a tearful smile. This one statement made me smile as well and I couldn't stop myself from grabbing both of them in a hug.

Shorty afterwards, I sought out Sheena with Uryu, Grimmjow, Keigo and Tatsuki at my side. We headed into what used to be the Human nation, an area that had once consisted of the eastern half of what was left of America. Now it was a smoking crater decorated ruin. The smell of death hung in the air in the area. We could see them, hiding in the shadows licking their wounds and recovering from their ordeal, gazing from the shadows out at us, worried at first that we would view them with distain until they saw Tatsuki and Keigo. We all saw how they reacted to them. They seemed to gather confidence from the two.

We found her, huddled up in a hole in the ground, bawling her eyes out. When she saw me she started going hysterical, apologizing over and over again, saying the same things that she had said when Tatsuki first transformed. She was speaking incoherently, switching back and forth between subjects at a lightning's pace. It took several hours to calm her down.

"I'm so sorry mister Kurosaki! I know you must hate me for hiding this curse from you. I-I was just so scared. I knew I was in a different world as soon as I woke up. I thought I could keep it from spreading. I-I-I'm sorry! Do whatever you wish to me."

I reacted by giving her a gentle hug. She was shocked by my reaction. I told her that I don't hate her, that no one hates her for hiding her curse. I did tell her though that if she had told us about it we could have been better prepared for it. Then I told her to tell me everything about her world, its history, and its cultures.

I was fully convinced by then that she actually was not from our dimension.

Of course I did not know that accepting this was only the precursor to much more…

The Worgen curse was only the beginning.

Another two years passed.

The new named Worgen nation had rebuilt and Sheena had been accepted into their society without even a second thought.

She was shocked.

I told her that unlike her world, people here are more than willing to embrace things that made them stronger, especially in our current day and age. I myself went through a similar dilemma before I gained full control of my power as had numerous others. We could relate to the Worgen.

Tatsuki ended up being elected their leader. She didn't want to be but they would settle for nothing less. Keigo had agreed to act as an advisor, kind of like a vice captain of the soul society though he couldn't resist teasing the woman, and got bashed in the head as a result. Uryu and I had lent our hands in helping them rebuild as well and we finally got back on track.

Or course fate decided to once again throw a wrench in our plans on a long awaited tranquility.

Because three months after the Worgen had stabilized as a society they came. Like the Worgen curse they came suddenly and caught us completely off guard.

Demons.

They fell from the sky like rain, causing devastation wherever they landed and proceeded to lay waste to any small towns and villages that had recently sprung up. Their numbers were staggering and the power levels rivaling that of our nations. However they underestimated us.

Something called a dread lord stormed right into the Seireitei and declared that this land now belonged to something called the burning legion. He was powerful, stronger than Ulquiorra had been back during the war. Unfortunately for him he was not strong enough. I unleashed my fury upon that fool and turned him into ash. Grimmjow went through a similar confrontation, as had Uryu and Tatsuki. But with those dread lords dead we now had their undivided attention. But we were ready by then, and our counter attack devastated them. We were far stronger than most of them and none of them had the speed we did.

However this only made them bring forth more powerful monsters. And a good number of these monsters indeed had the speed to match their strength.

It's a good thing I lost any sort of religious belief when the world of the living and the worlds of the dead blended together otherwise I would have cursed Kami for seeming to have an objection to our goal of peace and tranquility.

Of course it wasn't long before we were once again engulfed in war. I found myself once again fighting side by side with old comrades and friends, and with our diverse heritages we were even stronger than before. We tore into the ranks of the Burning legion, destroyed countless bases and factories that had sprouted up all over our mostly empty world and was had halted any and all attempts to invade our territories. But we just didn't seem to be denting their numbers any. We were stronger and more skilled. But their numbers seemed endless. It was a stalemate.

And it is also quite obvious that none of our races are vast in numbers. The Worgen might have been a huge addition to our ranks had they not cut their numbers by nearly half while they were still transforming and fighting each other. We were all still recovering and trying to grow. Our populations aren't exactly gigantic. We were vastly outnumbered by these demons.

But we didn't give up hope. We've survived worse. We would survive this as well.

It was two months into the war with the demons when something unexpected happened. I was visited by the weirdest looking person I had ever seen. She was freaking gorgeous but so clearly not Shinigami, Arrancar, Worgen or Ryoka that I nearly flayed her on sight. She was tall, had silver eyes and bright blue hair, long pointed ears, light purple skin and was dressed in heavy plate armor.

She explained to me that she was from a city called Darnassus in Sheena's world…Azeroth. She said that her superiors wanted to help us with our demon problem. I agreed. Simply because I knew she was telling the truth.

Once again not knowing just what I was getting myself into…

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AN: Bleach WoW crossover for ya. Couldn't help it. Needed to write it. Hmm. With so many stories I'm gonna have to start updating two at a time from now on. Tell me what ya thought.