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i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!

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Never judge a book by its cover. It was a phrase that Ichigo took to heart in regard to meeting those that he didn't know. Majority of the time Ichigo tried not to make assumptions about someone from the very beginning. Although over the years he remained quicker to judge than he would like to admit, it was just instinct at this point. the need to protect those that deserved to be protected and to keep himself alive for a litlte bit longer were certainly strong at least. The wildcat had no intention of dying anytime soon when there was so much about the world around him that he wanted to explore in the first place. Back when he was younger, the wildcat was a lot more niave then what he was now. Ichigo had no reason to think that those that he met would in any way try to manipulate him. He didn't even know that there were powers that were capable of invading his mind and making him do whatever they wanted. Luckily, he had ended up developing his own abilites to block the mental attacks from others, but that power wouldn't come along till later. Now, he had never been mind controlled before, but he had been possessed a handful of times. At least he believed so. Ichigo wasn't capable of really remembering any of that after all. Either way, Ichigo trusted those that he thought were friends only for them to come and stab him in the back later for their own selfish methods. Ichigo wasn't really one to hold grudges, but he was one to go out and demand to know why they had done something like that and ask for an apology. If his friends were involved as well and they were taken, Ichigo was usually quick to hop into action and would do everything in his power to get them back. No one messed with his family or friends. Or his clan for that matter, as he had been a clan leader twice before, having contained all of his memories from the previous group of clans that he had come from.

The most recent betrayal that he had been through, was when he was trying to get his powers back after his death. Ichigo had no idea how to get his powers back and the Shinigami Organization wasn't about to help him along the way either. He had no means of contacting or even seeing them if they came into the world of the living. But, he came across someone that was willing to help him. How they knew so much about him made him incredibly suspicious, but he was able to get past that as desperation to get his powers back and actually be useful for his friends and family to protect them. That was when his trainng had started with the female, and he worked with trying to summon his powers with a badge that had been given to him a long time ago. One that he had always carried with him everywhere that he went, and for some reason, his spiritual energy had been slightly sealed in the device. Ichigo didn't bother to question it when it seemed to work, but the progress was incredibly slow. He wanted nothing more to have his sword back and get back up to strength. He lost rest to continue training while there was no one looking. It was difficult and it was as usual near-death training for him too. This meant that if he messed up, his life would be in danger, but it was the type of training that he was used to. If he spoke about the way he trained now, the wildcat could almost guarantee that everyone would call him suicidal for it. Either way, he got so close to getting his powers back, only for the animal that was helping him get his powers back to impale him. She was able to absorb the powers that he was able to acquire through all the blood, sweat, and tears, and he was left with nothing again. He was furious. Upset, and he demanded that the other give him his powers back. Ichigo was lucky enough that the Organization hadn't forgotten about him, and he was stabbed for the second time that night, but instead of killing him, it restored his powers.

He had never been so relieved and happy, but at the same time, he was pissed for the one that stabbed him in the back. He was fairly certain that the animal wasn't able to move after all, and the Shinigami Organization needed to remove the powers that were absorbed. Ichigo went through a lot to get what he had now, and he shuffled his black and tawny paws on the ground as he heard someone approaching him. Enhanced hearing giving him a little bit of an interval to react to another's presence. Ichigo wasn't really what he was expecting with any group that he came across. Ichigo flicked one of his rounded ears as he saw what looked like to be a feline of sorts but not completely either. As she neared him, Ichigo was able to look at her aura, and he couldn't help but let a frown spread across his facial features. That wasn't good. Ichigo had seen what auras looked like to the point where they would break and there would be nothing left. This allowed Ichigo to get an idea of the mental state of those that he was talking to and what he should anticipate. Whatever was going on inside of the hybrid's mind wasn't even remotely good. Black covered the majority of her aura, dripping from the sides with small flecks of green that appeared only to disappear. The edges of the aura were jagged like a serrated edge waiting to cut something in its path. This creature was violent and that meant he was going to have to be careful. The inky way her aura moved reminded him of how his soul looked. The corrupted spirit part of his soul taking on the same shape and texture like that. Was she possessed? Ichigo wasn't sure, but there was obviously something trying to consume the small bits of green that were there. His analysis was done once she was standing in front of him. He watched as her aura flexed and branched out in an aggressive manner, but Ichigo didn't seem to try and show his own aggression toward her. He remained calm the entire time. The standard question that he was used to was asked, at least that was somewhat familiar.

Before he spoke, another animal made her way over, this one seems less aggressive than the hybrid in front of him. Ichigo wasn't all that worried about being attacked because if he really needed to get out of a situation, he could always teleport away. The scent of herbs caught his attention, a scent that he was accustomed to having on his own body considering how many times he got injured over the years. A medic maybe? Either way, that wasn't enough information at him, and he was quit to look at the female's aura. Multiple different colors were expressed along her aura, but it was a lot more calm and stable compared to the hybrid. The central color seemed to be that of a dark blue, which could mean many things in the end, but there didn't seem to be a split in the aura either. The black and red spots didn't seem to be moving in a concerning manner, at least to him, so he relaxed a little bit more at the serval's presence before turning his attention back toward the hybrid. "Yo. Name's Kurosaki Ichigo. I was wondering if you could tell me what this place is? I'm new to this area and I'm trying to get the lay of the land." The Shinigami stated calmly as he looked between the serval and the aggressive hybrid. There were no lies in his words, and the swordsman just wanted to know at least the name of this place. If they didn't want to tell him that, that was fine as he would just start asking around until the description would eventually sound familiar.