Sato Hikarashi

Born to a extremely normal family, a younger brother, and a younger sister, both parents still together, they loved each other and rarely fought, especially not in front of his younger siblings, usually keeping it bottled in until the night, when everyone was suppose to be asleep. Sato's room was the room right next to theirs naturally. He would try to drown the sounds out with a pillow, pull the covers over his head, but it would never work, he would always listen to every grueling detail they fought about, whether it was how his father didn't sexually please his mother anymore, or how his mother was always 'up his father's ass' the conversations between them were always terrible, which would surprise anyone outside of the family, since they looked happy together in public. He hated his family, his annoying siblings, his overbearing parents, everyone expected far too much out of him for his liking. He had to have top marks in his school or his parents would banish him to his room to study. He had to be the best in his Kendo, Judo, and Karate tournaments, or he would be again banished to his room to study. He hated his parents for the hard work they made him do, he never had time to stop and enjoy life, never had time to have a girlfriend, he rarely made friends due to the fact he had no time for them, with studying and martial arts. He had a strong moral code, he would never talk back to his parents, he wouldn't be rude to his siblings, he would help whoever needed it.

Sato, after hitting his mid to later teenage years, begun to lie to his parents. He would stay out late, and skip cram school. He was involved in a street gang. Hes codes of younger years quickly vanished, he would continue to engage in martial arts, as they gave him an edge in the gang. He quickly made it up to one of the vice-leaders of the gang in around a year, after finishing school and leaving his parent's house, he was described as merciless, he had only just begun making friends, of course the wrong kind, but what did he know? He got into drugs, and alcohol, and the selling thereof. Soon after becoming one of the vice-leaders, his leader died in a drunk-driving accident, and left the question of who would take his place. There were three different vice-leaders all skilled in their own areas. Sei was charismatic, Hiruko was ruthless, and Sato was strongest. The gang quickly split up into three factions, all fighting each other. Sato's gang took control of the drug racket, Hiruko of the prostitution, and Sei of, well, everything else. Sei being the most charismatic had the most behind him, following in suit Hiruko, and leading up with the lowest amount, Sato. Sato wasn't very charismatic at all, he made very few friends, and only the best fighters went with Sato, merely because they admired him. The war began with some of Hiruko's men attack Sei's men on the street. Hiruko's side argued that they antagonized them, where Sei's men who had escape claimed it was a random attack, and they killed several of the members. This war escalated as Sato watched from the shadows, waiting and watching. After a few months, Hiruko won the war between the two factions, due to his dirty, underhanded tricks. He used the most cowardly tricks as possible, which in the end worked. Sei was slain directly by Hiruko.

After that war finished, another one began, this time between Hiruko and Sato's men. Hiruko's men killed a few dealers, and were then killed by Sato's men. After a few months of fighting, Sato gained the upperhand. Sato and Hiruko met in a abandoned factory to end the war once and for all, one on one. Hiruko decided to try and have his men ambush Sato's which resulted in a victory for Sato's better trained men. The police sirens sounded in the distance, Sato had Hiruko on the ground with his sword in hand, and had it at Hiruko's throat. "If you let me live I swear I will leave and never return, I will never be seen around here ever again, please dont kill me!" He begged as Sato remained above him. "If I see you again," he said as he placed his sword in his sheath, and turned toward the door. He looked back slightly as he said "I will kil-" he said as he was shot by Hiruko in the back. "I am the king of this city!" he laughed as he stood over Sato. He was about to finish Sato off as the police burst into the building below them. He could hear shouts and gunfire below. He used this as Hiruko was distracted, to get the upper hand, he hit the gun out of Hiruko's hand and struck him in the head with a lead pipe lying conviently next to him. Hiruko fell to the ground, and Sato clutched his back as he escaped out the fire escape.

After his experience in the gang, he returned to an honest life. With no leaders to lead the gang fell with no one to take Hiruko or Sato's place. Sato went back to live with his parents before he was to start college. He had top marks in school up till his senior year, but that didn't matter to the school he went to. He returned to his old codes, he respected his parents, helped others, he returned to an over all good guy. He was halfway into his freshman year at college, on winter break, and he returned to his house. He took a train to his old city, and decided to walk to his house. The city was still the same grimy place, crime still running rampant through out it. He recalled his memories of his gang life, and wondered whatever became of Hiruko. He had been shot by him, but made a speedy recovery as nothing vital was hit. He was in the process of walking through a dark alley, in which a few men were standing. "Hey you, spare some change?" said the first as Sato walked by him, He turned his head down and kept walking. The second and third man stopped him. "Hey he asked you a question." said the second man. He pulled out a knife and pointed it at Sato. Sato quickly disarmed the man and disabled the other, he turned around, and was greeted by a shot to the chest. He stumbled and fell and the world went black. "Dude you just shot him!" said the man who was disarmed. "Lets get the hell out of here!" said the other as they ran off.

He awoke when the sun was setting, he got up, and checked where he was shot. There was a hole and a chain where he was shot in the chest. He walked up his pathway to his house, and took a look at the old place. It was just as he left it 2 years before, but oddly, the lights were off. His family had been expecting him he had thought. He took the key from above the eave, and opened the door. "Hello?" he said echoing through the house. "Anybody home?" He tried again. He walked into the kitchen and found his father dead, a shot to the head. The room was in utter disarray, the table broken, the lamp pushed off the side table. He ran into the next room to find his two siblings dead in the same fashion as his father. The next room contained his mothers dead body, and Hiruko standing over her. Sato stayed behind the wall, making sure to be silent. "Sato so glad of you to join me" Hiruko said in a voice that wasn't his. Sato came out, and Hiruko grinned strangely. All of the sudden Hiruko's face went blank, and out of his mouth came a strange large ghost looking beast. What the hell is going on? Sato thought to himself in horror. The beast had a large hole through its midsection, and a menacing grin to it. It's eyes were a deep red, it looked like a monster out of a story book. "What do you want from me?" Sato asked horrified. "Your soul!" the monster pealed as it lunged at Sato. Sato clenched his eyes shut and covered his eyes as he heard the wind rush as a large object went by him. He slowly opened his eyes to see the creatures arm cut of by a man in black robe. Sato blacked out after shortly after the man finished killing the beast. "Who are you?" he mumbled before he passed out.

Waking up dazed and confused in the early morning sun, in clothes other than what he had passed out in, he sat up quickly and looked around. As the blood rushed to his head, and he became dizzy he grabbed his head and groaned. He looked around the room and found two doors and a few windows. There was no one in the room, the floor was dirt and there was a small fire going. Above the fire was a piece of meat cooking. As Sato's stomach growled, a woman walked into the room. "I expect that you're hungry correct?" she asked simply moving to the fire with an elegant motion. She was old, gray hair, she had a appearance of someone who's beauty was fading from her. "Yeah of course i'm hungry, I haven't ate in a few days." he said, "Where am I, Who are you, and how did you find me?" he questioned. "Save the questions for later, eat this." she said as she placed a plate of chicken and bread on the table next to him. "After you have eaten you can ask the questions, and I will decide which ones I want to answer." She said as she moved across the room. She went into another room, and reappeared with a tray with tea on it. "Now child, I suppose I will answer a few of your questions, you are in the 80th district of Rukongai, I am your mentor and caretaker for now, unless you refuse it, then you will be on your own, you are dead, a shinigami passed you into the soul society, after protecting you from a hollow." said the woman. "Any other questions?" she asked. "Why don't you eat with me?" he asked as he took another bite. "Simply because I don't need to eat, but you do. You have great spiritual energy, which attracted the hollow to stalk you and your family, and try to eat your soul." she said simply. "The man who saved you was associated with me, and was hunting down the hollow, enough for now, get some sleep." she said as she put out the fire, and disappeared into another room.

He took lessons from her, and learned everything she had to tell him, and he set off on his own. He retained his knowledge of martial arts from his living life, and used them to his advantage. It was daily that someone would attack him, and he would strike them down. With all the time he spent with her, she never once gave him her name, or her 'associate's' name. After several years on his own, struggling to get food on his own, surviving by staying in makeshift sheds and houses, moving through the district, picking up what little knowledge he could from the very few friendly people. He resolved that he wanted to be a shinigami simply because he liked the thought of killing hollows and other undesirables.