HEY GUYS. I only did this for fun, so I'm really sorry if it's bad and all ;v;

I don't own Bleach.

Inspired by What if? by PolarPanther.

Everybody in the Soul Society knew a certain man who's like a fighting machine. His name was Zaraki Kenpachi. Most people trembled at the mere mention of his name, and it was a fact that he fought with anybody he deemed strong.

Everybody also knew that Kenpachi had never used his Zanpakuto's Shikai before.

What everybody didn't know was that, contrary to popular belief, Kenpachi did, in fact, know the name of his Zanpakuto.

He'd tried once in the past, and succeeded. But that's when everything started going downhill. He remembered his life when he was still alive, as a human.

A cold, snake-like voice hissed lightly, giving him goosebumps.

Kenpachi laughed, and laughed that night, and nobody could figure out what was so funny that could keep the madman laughing through the night.

He figured it wasn't time to release his blade yet, and so remained silent about his new-found powers. Even Yachiru never knew about it.

So when Kurosaki Ichigo stood in front of him and challenged him to the end, he thought he'd try his sword on this worthy opponent.

In the end, he still couldn't release his Shikai in time. He was already struck down before he could muster the courage needed to speak out a name he'd once hated.

And yet more time passed, along with Rukia's new freedom.

One day, a messenger arrived by his division, frantically calling out his name. He growled in irritation, and pounced on the messenger, demanding to know what was with the ruckus. He hadn't been able to find Ichigo for the past few weeks, and he's very grouchy about it, his hands itching to grab the handle of his blade, his Zanpakuto urging him to call out his name.

The messenger, already terrified by the division itself, was further frightened by the menacing figure. He quickly forces out the message of a grave situation occurring, and Kenpachi immediately heads out before the other finishes.

A part of the human world is suddenly attacked by hordes of Hollows, mostly made up of Menos Grande, and being deprived of fighting for weeks has caused Kenpachi to recklessly rush into the middle of it all, slashing away at the enemies with a rush of adrenaline.

But things never did always turn out good and well in the end, especially when it concerns the dangers of his job. There was simply too many of strong, high-level, Hollows, and many had already fallen.

Kenpachi didn't really care anyway, but he was getting quite pissed at all the strikes that actually hurt him when it shouldn't, and where in the world are the rest of the Captains?

That's when it struck him. There wasn't anybody left other then him, and the Hollows. It was a perfect time to test his blade, and there wouldn't be any unnecessary witnesses that will see his hidden trump card.

He let's out an evil cackle, that quickly turned into a full-blown mad laughter, as he throws away the half broken blade he holds in his hands and un-sheathes a new blade hidden under his clothes.

Kenpachi, in his excitement, failed to notice a certain orange head, and the rest of the Captains that appeared as reinforcements. Thus, on that day, everybody was aware of his Zanpakuto's name.

"Crush their Souls, Harry Potter!"

And on that day, everybody also knew his real name.

"Of course, Tom. Only you would order me around like that after ditching our good ol' Voldemort."

Then there was a big fuss the next day on how his blade could talk.