There aint no grave can hold my, body down

As you walk to the senkaimon launching area You hear a voice calling out to you. "John-sama!! Wait!!" You look back to see Soi-fon running up to you holding a manila folder and an odd flat brimed hat. "Something I can do for you?" She comes up to you and thrusts the strange items into your hands.

"These belong to you, Yoruichu-sama was going to give them to you tonight. The folder is everything she found while working as a double agent." She swallows slightly. "A-And..this...hat, she..she said it belonged to your REAL father." You flip through the folder, Seems that she never really betrayed the Goten 13. She was tasked to spy on Urahara and keep tabs on his search for you.

You look up at Soi-fon and spy that her whole face is wet from the tears she has been crying. "J-John-sama please, I...I know what it looks like! But...sh-she never betrayed you! That bastard wanted you to see that photo, he **** himself on Yoruichi-sama!"

Your taken aback by her sudden flood of emotions. "It KILLED her inside to not tell you!" She falls to her knees and grasps your pants in desperation. "She loves you more then anything...I love you..more then anything!! PLEASE, PLEASE!! DONT SEND HER AWAY!!"

You kneal down and hold her shuddering form in your hands. "Ok...For you my little honey-bee. Have everybody gather in the living room tonight. I have a feeling that this wont take long." After holding her until she cried herself out you send her off with a gentle kiss to the forehead. As you turn to leave you call back to her. "Oh, and bring Nanao-san as well."

Walking to the gate you get an odd feeling from the hat. Placeing it on your head you feel a coolness comeing from seemingly nowhere and realise soemthing. "Feels like it was MADE for me to wear..." As you enter the gate you fail to notice that a strange fog has started to roll in, and that your shinigami uniform has morphed into...something else.

You exit the gate in a strange looking industreal area. "Haci-san, did it work?" You hear an odd but female sounding voice. "Yes Mashiro-san, he has arrived just as we expected." You tense up at those words and draw your Zanpakuto's, but as you tensely scan the surroundings you fail to notice that they transformed on their own.

"COME OUT, NOW!!" You growl out, soon a strange looking group of people decend on the area. "What the hell, Shinji-baka, this doesnt look like a shinigami!?!" A strange and angery looking girl growls out at whom you assume is the leader. The Leader of this motliy group smiles at you. "Nope, he certanly doesnt does he?"

You finally take a look at yourself. To say your suprised would be an understatement. Your uniform has transformed into a long blackleather duster, a pair of matching blackleather pants, black boots, a black muscle shirt, and finally a pair of black leater gloves that seem to be paded.

"Well, if he's not a shinigami, then what the hell is he?! Cause he's starting to freak me out!" A scowling man with short white hair mumbles out. Shinji's smile seems to widen. "Something else."

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"Hmm...I was afraid of this." Yamamoto sighs sadly. "Why, what is all this grandpa? And why do I have to protect this strange little urn?! Your tone holds a tenseness to it. The group of people behind you step back slightly. "Easy Johnny-boy, I dont know everything, but this has something to do with your father."

You stand stock still. "My father? W-when ever I asked about him, the family would never tell me anything." He sighs sadly before sliding two small scrolls towards you. "All I can tell you is allready in these." You look down to the scrolls and spy an odd design. A large case T and a small x situated right on top of eachother.

After the tense moment an idea pops into your head. "Oh shit! Grandpa, what do I do whith them?!" You point back to the collected Virards standing behind you