Jake lay down where the man had told him too. He still could not see clearly, and his headache was getting even worse where he was. Jake screamed out in pain once more and looked at the guy.

"I KEEP GETTING VISIONS...or dreams...of this girl. She looks like a whore and she is really powerful, but i think she is a dream, she is not real...but i had a vision of her at my street. I ran out and that is when i met these people. I think, i just remember having visions and getting thrown out and having more pain...you have to help me, this is insane!"

Kokyoquu

He was leaning back on his chair and listening to the childs troubles. "Do you know her name?" he asked curiously. He also knew someone who dressed like a whore, but he doubt that they had any connection.

Kenta, Shiro & Nineth

Kenta lied Shiro on the ground and commanded some shinigamis close by to bring him somewhere safe that he could heal. "n-no." whispered Shiro trying to grab Kenta, but he stepped back and turned around.
"I'm going to get the Espada who did that to you." he said and went into Karakura town. He appeared near a quincy and Nineth. "I'm captain of the-" then a gush of blood came spilling out of both of his shoulders.
"I'm sorry. You're just so boring." he said with his zanpakuto out and noticed his robe. "Captain shinigami?" he asked and raised his blade towards the sky and called out, "Break my Limits!" then two chains came rushing out of the hilt of the blade and began to grab Kenta's arms and lifted him into the sir. The chains were also draining the Spiritual pressure from a mile's raduis so Nineth felt no more weight on him and as free as a beast. He began to quickyl stab Kenta and within a few seconds had already stabbed him 50 plus times. Blood was shooting out of Kenta's back and slamming into the wall behind him forming a pool at the base of the wall. "Hah hah hah HA!" he creid out not only because of the death of something he despised, but because he wasn't using his full power. He then slowly put the blade on Kenta's chest, where his heart was postitioned, and sunk it deep into the heart piercing it slowly and painfully. The chains pulled him closer into the blade and soon brought him to the hilt of the blade, face to face with Nineth. The dying shinigami could not do anything because of the chains and the massive wounds on his body. Nineth smiled and tilted his head. Kenta closed his eyes and felt cold, then a sharp pain on his neck. Nineth had took a bite out of the shinigami's neck and began to chew the flesh and meat as the blood squirted between his teeth and shot at the captain's face. Nineth then released the chains and spat out the flesh commenting that it was gross. Then, with one hand, he flung his blade sending Kenta flying into a few buildings. Nineth turned around and smiled at the quincy. "Ready?" he asked, chains still out draining the spiritual pressure.

Jake thought for a moment, trying to remember her name.

"I think it was Belle...no Bellea, nope um...Belleza thats the one!" At tat moment Jakes head was hurting again. "Its happening again!" Jake began to see her again, seeing all of the death and feeling all of her anger, but yet the effect was still backfiring. Jakes body was screaming in pain but he could not bring himself around, to actually leave. Even worse she could where he was, she could see, that Jake was very close...too close

Kokyoquu

He looked astonished when the child said the name Belleza. "Her?" he asked and got up from the chair. He moved the desk and opened a hatch that lead to an underground tunnel. He grabbed the child and helped him get into the hole. "You may not see, but vision is usless in a place of darkness." he said and looked at the boy. "Feel your way through the tunnel, it may be long, but at the end you'll find some peolpe. Ask for Xenon." he said and slowly closed the hatch on him. "Good luck." he said as he closed the secret door on the child, then pushed the desk back into place. [/i]Why am I saving a child?[/i] he thought.

Kotou Garou, Seventh Division Captain
Leaning against the wall, one huge palm planted, Kotou sucked in greath breaths through his nose, then letting them explode from his mouth. His breathing slowed with every new breath he took, fingers curling on the wall as his other hand moved down to rest on his hip, fist balled. He found it good that he wasn't as late as he had originally thought he was, one Captain even walking in after he arrived at the door. He didn't recognize her, but he knew well enough that he didn't know every one of the Captains personally.

He finally took in a slow, deep breath that swelled his chest to capacity, holding it for a moment before exhaling. The great wolf Shinigami reached up, scratching one of his ragged ears, an unfortunate look for him. The ragged look to his ears could be attributed to his very first and disastrous attempt at using Hadou 33: Soukatsui way back in his learning days. It had quite literally blown up in his face and had torn his ears and face to shreds. The hair had grown back eventually, but the shape had never been right after.

He grunted once at the fact that he had forgotten his helmet, but unlike Captain Komamura, his idol, he was not ashamed of his look, nor had he ever been. He merely wore it as a sign of respect to the former Captain of his division. He knew that most, if not all, of the Captains already knew what he looked like. He had only seriously hidden his appearance when he had scorched the fur off his face until it had grown back. Moving his gauntlet-covered fingers to his other ear, he tugged at the tip, then brought both hands down, standing straight.

Kotou Garou smoothed his hands over his front, making sure that he was acceptable before turning towards the door. He saw a disheveled appearance in the presence of the Captain-Commander almost as disrespectful as not showing the proper respect in the way of manners, as well. Ducking his head so as not to smack his face off the frame, Kotou shuffled through the doorway to enter the Captain-Commander's chamber. The only door truly large enough for him to stride through without ducking was the door at his own division headquarters. Being one of few as large as he really was, the buildings in the Seireitei just weren't built to accommodate someone so large.

He gave a curt nod to each Captain already in attendance, then turned his attention to the Captain-Commander. He gave a slow bow, one arm curled over his belly, the other at his lower back. Clearing his throat with a cough that was surprisingly soft considering his deep voice, the Captain spoke with an apologetic tone.

"I do beg your pardon, Captain-Commander, for my tardiness. I have no excuse for myself and I humbly ask your forgiveness."

He then stepped back, turning and moving to his position, standing straight and proud. Though he had pride, he was not a cocky Captain. If anything, Kotou could be considered one of the more humble of the captains in terms of his opinion on his own ability. He did not try to flaunt that he was better than any other Captain, for he knew he was behind quite a few in more than one area. Now he patiently waited for the information to be dispensed.

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Kogarashi Houmatsu
As the itching on his belly subsided, Kogarashi slid his belly slowly out of his clothing, supporting his head once more. He pulled the pipe from his mouth, eyes narrowing behind his small sunglasses, looking into the small pot at the end of the stem. He looked around, then turned the pipe over and tapped out the ashes into a small gold urn beside his relaxing mat. He then pushed what he'd need to pack the pipe once more into his pocket, using his shepherd's crook to push himself up to a standing position.

He ducked out of his small home, laying his zanpakutou in the crook of his elbow. One scrawny arm raised, index finger pushing up his glasses. He chewed on the stem of his pipe, starting to walk through the crowd in the Rukon district. It was one of his daily walks, always getting odd stares for his strange style of dress. He paid it no mind, however, just as he paid no mind to the goings-on in the Seireitei these days. He did not bother to hide his spiritual power, either, for everyone in this area of the Rukon district knew him as an ex-Captain. He would be quite easy to find for anyone actually trying to find him.

The old man wandered closer to the market stalls in this section of the Rukon district, going over the items with a discerning eye. He tapped his finger upon the end of his zanpakutou, always keeping Shinkirou close. No matter where he went, Kogarashi was known for carrying that shepherd's crook, though not everyone in his small neighborhood knew it was his zanpakutou. He often browsed the market stalls, but he hardly ever bought anything. Lazy as he was, though, he also had a habit of being a bit of a philanthropist. He gave little trinkets and sometimes money to children who he thought deserved it.

Ichigo

Ichigo looked over as a person that announced herself as a captain walked into the room. This woman is an imposter! He thought to himself, All of the captains would have been here when she was named captain or at least recieved a message! "I must have been absent when the message was sent out about you becoming a new captain," He lied, "Congratulations are in order." He smiled at the girl and then returned to his position facing directly forward. The other captains may be thick but I know better He thought as he thought about this new develpoment.

Ishida

Staring in horror at the body of the captain, who had to be much stronger than himself, IShida noticed in a detached manner that the chains were sucking in Reiatsu. "Damn it! I can't fight with that thing out..." He said aloud as the blade on his sword dissapeared along with the bow in his other hand. "If you want this to be a fun fight I suggest you deactivate your release," He said to the Espada hoping he wanted a challenging fight, "If it is out none of my weapons work and I am just like a normal human."

Nineth

He simply laughed and stared into the air. "Release? This isn't even my release pathetic quincy!" he cried out, but let his chains dangle in the air. They appeared as though gravity pulled away from the Earth for they dangled and hit eachother a few times, but pointed upwards. "Quincy, if this makes you a noremal human, then you're no match for me." he said and began to sheath his blade as the chains dissintegrated. "I don't hate quincy's either," he bagean, "only shinigamis and Hollows... especially Espada." he said grinding his teeth. For some odd reason he trusted the quincy not to attack when his blade was sheathed, but he wasn't certain he'd hold back the temptation either. "Tell ya what," he began giggling, "I'll give you some info on our Espada if you help me with a pest problem?" he asked walking towards the quincy and stopped just far enough so that if he pulled the blade out it wouldn't reach Nineth. Nineth's zanpakuto wouldn't reach Ishida either which was a sign of trust to Nineth. He only anticipates Ishida's answer to be no, but not for certain. Information about the Espada would be priceless intel that he could use to defeat them, but Nineth had other plans in mind, especially the task he wanted in return.

Ishida

Ishida looked at the Espada and wondered what he was playing at. Noticing how close the Espada got but still remained out of reach was a sign of trust to Ishida, even though he could still use his bow and hit the opponent. "I am listening..." He whispered knowing that it was wrong to work with the enemy, even for valuble information. If this isn't worth it I swear on my grandfathers grave this Espada will pay for making me appear a traitor He thought

Nineth

He smiled and giggled, the usual when something devilish came to his mind. "I'll tell you valubale info on how to kill Espada's 2, 6, 7, and me, but you have to kill as many shinigami as you can." he said and grew a great, bloodthirsty smile. "I despise shinigamis, you could tell by my actions earlier, but I have a greater hate for Espada and Hollows." he explained and stared into Ishida's eyes. "Take my deal," he started as he pulled his balde out, "Or I'll chant my magic words." he said knowing well that he could summon his chains before the quincy could pull back his bow. Nineth wanted to die. His miserable leaders, him being an Espada & a Hollow, and knowing full well that before he was an Espada he was a shinigami. He wanted to return to the Soul Society to explain everything, but a failed mission only leads to punishment, thus his hate for shinigami's. Espadas onlt plan to take and destroy, thus his hate for Espadas. And Hollows, being braindead such as the Menos Grande, thus his hate for Hollows. He hated everything he was, but loved to fight so when he gets the chance for a challenge, he'll gladly die a warrior rather than a coward.

Ishida

A horrified look suddenly appeared on Ishida's face. I amy be a quincy but unlike the ones of the past I like soul reapers...What should I do? He thought to himself. "I wish I could accept your offer I truly do," He said knowing the consequences of what he was saying, "But I simply cannot kill my friends..." He activated he bow and fired an arrow at the same time knowing it was the last thing he would probably ever do

Nineth

As soon as the arrow was shot he used his sonido to appear behind the quincy and without even lifting his blade he yelled out, "Break my Limits!" and the chains appeared making the bow shatter and vanish. His chains wrapped around Ishida's arms and lifted him into the air, but Nineth had no reason to kill the quincy. He neither hated him nor it was his mission to destroy a quincy. In fact his mission was to find the children with abnormal spiritual pressure and abilities and report what was found. The order was never to kill them, so he simply turned the quincy around and faced him. "I'll let your life slip by my fingers. Consider it a... favor." he said and the chains whipped Ishida into a brick wall sending him crashing through one building and slamming against the wall of the next building. He let the chains vaporize, then used his sonido to escape into the garganta that had been in the sky for a few minutes.

Xelquik

He saw her create the Garganta, but did not go through it right away. He walked into the house and watched the kids sleep for a minute. "So much energy in such a little form." he said and walked out of the building. He noticed a cloud of dust forming where the soul reapers were and decided to ignore it. He looked up into the garganta and used his sonido to get close to the rift. He met Nineth appearing next to him. "Failed your mission?" he asked but didn't let him respond. Instead he used his sonido to quickly enter the garganta and appeared at the gates of Ne Los, Nineth right behind him.

Blanc was like usual bored and wandering the halls of Ne Los that was till he heard that two espadas had returned.
Using his sonido he arrives at the gates of Ne Los.
"So Nineth and Xelquik how did your missions go and what is the status of the defense there?" Blanc asks not really caring but just so bored.

Sighing to himself Blanc thinks, I wonder when it will be my turn to have a little entertainment.

Xelquik & Nineth

"Their defences are weak." said Xelquik quickly walking past Blanc. Nineth glared at Blanc and turned around. He then shoved his hands into the sand and began to seep down through and entered the Menos Forest.
"I need to kill!" shouted Nineth pulling out his balde and calling out Menos Grande. "Disgraceful creatures!" he shouted jumping up to one of the Menos's face. "Break my Limitis!" and the chains appeared whipping around and knocking over a few Menos. The Menos began to retaliate and chared their Cero, but Nineth knew all to well how the Menos fought. He simply smiled and laned on the branch of one of the trees in the middle of the circle of Menos. The 8 Menos charced their Cero and before it was completely charged, Nineth pointed his zanpakuto at the Menos Grande and exclaimed, "Laugh! Espíritu maligno que sangra!" Then his body is consumed in a white wind as the Menos fire their Cero at Nineth. The Cero bounces off the wind and repel back to the Menos, to which half of them die from. When the wind dies down what is revealed is not Nineth, but a beast covered in white scale-like plates. His claws are long and are five to a hand, except his left hand which has four claws. His face no longer exists, but a beast's skull resides emitting a red glow from where the eyes are located. "Die, Hollow skum..." he says in a more distorted voice. The chains, which act as a belt now, drain the Menos of their energy and the surrounding area of Spiritual pressure. Then Nineth raises one claw and shouts out, "Iron Reaper!" which sends a blue slash mark towards a Menos cutting the Hollow in half and dissintegrating it's corpse. The remaining 3 conjure up their Cero and begin to fire it at Nineth. Though he may be more slow paced, he can still dodge a simple Cero and does it with ease jumping off the branch and heading towards another. He turns to face the 3 Menos and open his mouth firing multiple Ceros and eliminating the Menos Grande as a cloud of dust forms and consumes the surrounding area.

Well now I guess I will just go to the conference hall, Blanc thinks to himself. Leaving the gate area Blanc walks through the halls and arrives at the conference hall. Upon arriving he quickly spots Kage and Heilaxin, Blanc then says "what did I miss if the two of you are here that means something important has come up." Sitting down in his tall white chair he waits for their reply to his question.

Eaglez

He looked over at Blanc and grinned. "The fuck, man! At least one more showed up." he said in disappointment. Now they had to wait for Mikita before they could continue to their mision, but Eaglez wasn't the type to sit and wait around while others did as they wished wasting time. "FUCK MIKITA!" he cried out and summoned a garganta in the Conference Hall. He stepped into it and looked back at the two Espada. "If you see him, give him this for me." he said and lifted his middle finger at Kage. He grinned and walking into the garganta leaving the two espada behind. Most the other espada already finished their assignments, but Espadas 0-3 haven't even left Los Noches so Eaglez decided to go himself. Kage still didn't know the mission because he never answered Kage's question and Blanc probably didn't know either. They both must await Mikita so that they could continue and begin their mission, but Eaglez thought he'd finish before they even entered the human world. Find the Vizards. he said in his mind as he fell from the sky and felt the wind ripping through his body. He loved the sensation of pain, but mostly like to fight and make others feel pain. He landed near a wooded area, like a mini forest, and decided to land there. He could sence a Vizard nearby only because he was trained to pinpoint certain spiritual pressure. He could difine Soul Reapers from Espada fro Menos from Vizards from Quincy from anything! "I'll enjoy this." he said knowing full well he was going to disobey orders.

Shiro

He awoke in a daze and looked around the room. He noticed no one was around and didn't recognize the place he was in. He's never been to the soul society since he wasn't a substitue soul reaper or part of the 13 court guard squad. If anything he was a rebel. He hasn't even mastered his Shikai, what kind of shinigami was he? He always tried to protect his friends, but they never knew that he was a soul reaper. He got up and grabbed his zanpakuto, which was laying against the wall, and left the room as quickly as he could. He noticed that some soul reapers were in the next room, all captains. He was peering around the corner when he noticed that there were only a few of them. "Huh?" he asked himself and looked around trying to find where he came from. This was going to be a long day.

MEANWHILE...

"Shiro, I think you should get going home now." said the teacher walking by to go to a friends house or something. Shiro was sitting in a puddle of mud and splashing it all over himself.
"I'm making rain!" he said and drooled into the puddle.
The teacher just twitched her eye as a splash of mud covered her dress in dirt water. "Y-yes. I see that." she said and walked away trying her best not to curse in front of Shiro, but what she didn't know was that was a mod soul, a very defective mod soul Shiro had found a year ago. Since he wasn't part of the shinigami's group and was a loner, he had to find his own mod soul and found this one during a walk one day. He named it Idiot so that when he yelled at him it was easier to remember his name when he's consumed in rage from what his mod soul usually does.

Kage

"Bastard!" Kage yelled as Eaglez took off. "I don't know about you but I'm tired of waiting also." With that he used sonido to follow after Eaglez masking his spiritual pressure as he entered Garganta and arrived in the human world. "Now to find that bastard and teach him a lesson for calling me a punk," He whispered to himself as he began searching for something out of the ordinary.

Mikita Espada #3

mikita was board of waiting his follow espada and diapered into the human world not wanting to be held up when he knew this job was so simple he could take care of it his self. "~sigh~why did captain hiraku put me in that team of idiots and sent us on this mission ~hmp~ well since they're so busy wait other espada they will likely just stay there waiting for me to return meaning i'll get all the credit"

"God dammit my boredom out ways my laziness" Blanc sighs to himself stepping through his own garganta. I don't know what we are looking for but I guess I can still bring it to us, he thinks releasing his spiritual pressure to half of its total amount as he looks down upon the town. The wind being ruptured by the extreme amount of spiritual pressure screams as if it was in pain this noise is accompanied by Blanc's maniacal "Shishishishihahahahaha" laugh.