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--Spoilers for Chapters 178 Onwards.—(Dialogues stolen off )

A Slight Change in Plans

Chapter 1- Capture

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"What's so funny, Aizen? It's over." Yoruichi growled, hands unconsciously tightening on the cloth. Soi Fon seemed to sense her irsritation as she shifted slightly to better balance her weight on her leg. The atmosphere cackled with unspent spiritual presence like a notched arrow ready to fire. Amused eyes met her sight steadily.

"It's time."

The two simple words triggered an alarm in the cat-women's head; Yoruichi barely registered the traitor's smirk as she lashed out with her gut feeling.

"Get Away, Soi Fon!"

It was a good thing Shinigamis were trained to fallow orders. Soi Fon's unused ability to pick out Yoruichi's voice over the battlefield was the only thing that saved her from the Menos beam that seemed to tear out of the sky, ripping a gaping hole to nothingness. The beam shot down milliseconds after the shout, barely missing the former and current Division 2 Captains as the vaulted nimbly out of the way, eyes widening in surprise. Long, clawed fingers appeared at the edge of the crack, tearing and ripping at the wound in the sky.

The Soul Reapers standing on the execution hill gaped.

"Gillian! How many of them are there!?"

"Wait, there seems to be something else in there!"

Slightly off the side of the beam, Hisagi peered at the sky, sensing a second before the next beam shot. He tensed slightly, prepared to jump back when a hand shot out and struck at the moment's distraction without hesitation. The Zanpaktu clattered, slipping from fingers that reacted too slowly.

Tosen gripped the vice captain of division 9 harshly by the right forearm and slammed his subordinate down just as the beam hit them, dropping to his knee to pin the younger soul in place while he gracefully picked up the katana that threatened his life mere seconds ago. The same movements constituted with a loud crack as Shuuhei bit back any reaction he had from a broken bone, determined no to let any weakness show.

Time seemed to slow as the scarred shinigami stared, betrayal written clearly in his eyes at the stoic ex-captain of the 9th squad as the beam hit him face first; his mind had not even registered the more recent injury on his arm as the adrenaline that kept him going pulsed through his veins.

At the same time some meters away, Rangiku faltered, loosening her hold slightly as she turned to stare at same patch of sky her fellow vice captain had; a deft twitch from the prisoner's wrist snapped her out of it. Shocked, the 2nd in command from the 10th division snatched back her hand not a moment too soon; feeling no resistance from her hostage as the oddly shaped beam of light illuminated her childhood friend.

"Too bad… it would have been nice if my capture lasted a bit longer" Rangiku felt her eyes sting slightly as Gin turn to face her with a bitter smirk. The normally cheerful female prowled in her own mind. Why are you doing this? Where are you going? Why are you leaving me behind, again!?

"Farewell, Rangiku." he sighed, expression confusingly mixed. "Sorry".

By then, Aizen's beam had started to flow upwards, taking a chunk or rock along to allow the traitor to stand. Pain flared when Ichigo tried to tilt his head for a better view on what's happening around him; the only thing that kept his body together was his spine, after all. Finally admitting defeat to his physical condition, he settled for staying as still as possible and straining his ears. From Ichigo's limited point of view, three pillars seemed to be holding the sky up instead; his ears only caught the end of the explanation given by the Captain of Division 1.

"Aizen has gone out of our reach." A small shockwave reached the patch of rocks he has been laying in, directing Ichigo's attention to the Fox Captain.

"TOSEN!" Komamura roared, struggling out of the boulder blankets that kept him from moving.

"GET DOWN HERE, TOSEN!! EXPLAIN TO ME, WHY HAVE YOU BECOME A SHINIGAMI?! WAS IT NOT FOR YOU'RE FRIEND? WAS IT NOT FOR JUSTICE!?"

Burning golden eyes pierced at the blind traitor as the Captain of 7th division stood upright, blood still dripping off his fur. "WHERE IS YOUR JUSTICE NOW?!"

As the commotion went on, Ichigo spotted Renji a few meters away. "Renji! Oi, Renji!!" He hissed. Every breath he took hurt; it was hard to tell where one ache began and ended. The redhead shifted slightly in response. The ryoki shifted s he propped his upper torso up slightly to breath easier.

"There're three deserters, right? Then why're there four shinigami in three beams?" The strain proved too much for his battered body after Ichigo gasped out the question.

"Wha—" Zambimaru's user twitched and tried to roll himself over to get a better view on the action going around them. He failed.

"shit. Shitshitshitshitshit. Fuckin' hurts." Renji groaned slightly as he relaxed back onto the dirt. "Describe the fourth guy for me, will ya? Can't see."

"Idiot. From here all is see is two people in one o' the beams." The retort did not reach Renji's ears since Tosen started speaking again. The two downed fighters on the floor strained to hear the conversation, confusion plainly clouding their heads.

"As I told you before, Komamura," The darker skinned Captain shrugged, shifting so his free sandaled feet rested lightly above his ex-Vice Captain's neck as a warning for the younger shinigami to be silent.

"The only paths I see with those eyes are the ones not dyed in blood. Those paths are the paths to justice"

"DOES THAT JUSTICE INCLUDE ATTACKING YOUR OWN SUBORDAMATES WHEN THEIR ENERGY IS LOW, TOSEN!?"

Tired fingers prodded at the decorative armband of the broken hand. With a light snap, the armband broke and rebounded with slight flick of the wrist. Hisagi shot a silver of spiritual energy into the edge of the chain.

"*Bakudo 62!" he rasped. "Hyappo Rankan—GAH!"

Tosen only pressed down harshly with his heel, cutting off the concentration and air needed to perform the Bakudo as the armband fell limply on the ground without exploding into the light-made spear missiles, and continued talking. Gritting his teeth to stop curse words from escaping, the dark haired shinigami reached for his Zanpaktu in retaliation.

"Those paths are the paths to Justice. So, whichever I choose, is the Path of Justice."

"Hisagi-sempai!?" Renji breathed out sharply, placing the owner of the voice at last. The Bakudo was a pretty good giveaway on the identity, as well.

"Well, that answers my question." Ichigo grumbled, slightly breathless. "that's low, takin' a hostage." Silently, Renji agreed with the orange haired loudmouth and cursed his position. It was impossible to see what was happening on the floating rock—he'd be lucky to see Tosen's hideous orange scarf.

"A few casualties are always expected for the greater good." Agreed Aizen.

"Spiritual energy works differently in the Negation Beam, haven't you been paying attention, Hisagi-fukutaicho?" Ichimaru smirked and observed the twitching body straining for it's last means of defense.

It was only then that the rest of the soul reapers realized that one of their own was currently residing under the beam from the enemy.

"He's got Hisagi-Fukutaicho!!"

"What the-"

"Get the hell out!!"

"Fukutaicho, get of there!!!"

The weight of the two struggling souls proved to great for the stone that carried them higher as parts of it behind Shuuhei's head started to crumble. The pressure on his neck eased slightly (He drew in a greedy breath of air) as the rock broke away completely, forcing his head to roll back. It gave the relatively drained shinigami the perfect view of the worried and frantic faces that gathered around under the beam. The flash of red caught his attention right away.

Renji was able to met Hisagi's eyes without moving his head. He did the only thing he could then—and GLARED. C'mon, pull your self out of this! I did not save your ass with Kira and Hinamori all these years back to have you die in such an insignificant way!

"What the hell Sempai, you're stronger then that!"

For the first time since the beam struck, Hisagi started to feel wisps of fear as his groping hand was met with empty space yet again. No one was coming. In any other situations, he would count on his Captain to be the one to pull him out of sticky situations such as these, but seeing as his captain was the situation, he was pretty screwed. None of the other divisions would risk their own for a soldier from a traitor's division. The broken arm was starting to throb, a sure sign that his battle fever would be over, and the pain would catch up with him any moment.

"What use will you have for you lieutenant, Tosen? You yourself said decades ago that he would be the last to consider a mutiny." The normally laid back Captain of the 8th Division commented.

"I found a path that will lead to no bloodshed. We use him as an example to strike a moral blow for the rest of Division 9, among a few others." The way Tosen ignored the group shinigami standing beneath, only poured fuel to the fire.

"To sink all the way to allying with Menos. What are you trying to do, Aizen?" Ukitake demanded, unable to remain silent any longer.

" To go higher."

"Have you Fallen in the process, Aizen!?"

While the ex comrades talked, Hisagi swiped desperately for his blade Tosen held onto while his commander was distracted with the conversation. Warmth tingled from his fingertips as he finally brushed against his faithful katana slightly. Without pausing or trying to grasp the hilt completely, Hisagi reacted without thinking of the consequences. "Reap! Kazeshini!"

"Hisagi-Fukutaicho, don't--!" The warning came too late.

Kazeshini appeared in a puff of smoke, replacing the normal katana with two opposing sided scythes connected by the long chain-links not unlike the armbands and choker on the panicking vice captain. Being two blades and only one free hand, Hisagi realized only then that he practically signed his own death warrant. He was only able to hold onto one blade, as Tosen held the other; that's not to mention the links of access chain that pooled from his upper torso to stomach, waist, and legs along with the simple fact that he was completely drained.

"You are arrogant, Unitake. No one starts at the top…" the rest of Aizen's speech was blocked out as the 9th division ex commander focused on the younger soul.

"Fukutaicho, I'm disappointed in how rashly you behaved. I thought I taught you better in keeping a leveled head."

Tosen casually shifted to stand, using the same movement to point the second scythe onto the connecting chain, rattling as the links moved to accommodate the blade. "**Hado 11, Tsuzuri Raiden."

The spiritual energy zipped down the chain like a current of electricity jumping down wires in the real world. The normal level headed vice captain let out a yell of pain as the current shot through him, effectively knocking him out even before the smoke that sizzled from the chains disappeared. the tattooed shinigami went completely limp.

Renji saw pain, despair, and fear before the other tattooed shinigami's eyes started to close. It shook him, how a soldier that can stand and walk with his own power even after giant hollows slashed the right side of his face can be taken out with a simple Hado. Suddenly he wished he landed in some other position instead.

"Hisagi Shuuhei, Vice Captain of Division 9. Failed twice to enter the Soul Academy, yet joined the Gotei 13 even before graduation. Simply put, for such an average shinigami, Hisagi's a role model for the younger souls, won't you agree?" Without glasses, Aizen looked like a different person.

"It was either Hinamori Momo, Kira Izuru, Abarai Renji, Rangiku Matsumoto or Hisagi Shuuhei. All Vice captains well known and respected. As you can see, Hinamori and Izuru missed the party." Ichimaru continued when Aizen showed no desire to continue.

Shocked that his name was mentioned, Renji perked up to listen harder. Ichigo have up talking awhile ago—the pain was getting too much to bare, and he was just barely clinging onto consciousness. Renji was not sure if it was a good thing or not as he himself started to loose consciousness.

"Abarai proved too unstable after drawing swords against Kuchiki-taicho, and Rangiku reacted before I did." The rocks continued to move upwards, nearing the gaping hole in the sky.

"You honestly think that one nameless vice captain can strike such a blow on moral for the soul society?" Captain Yamamoto spoke up at last. "Vice Captains are nothing; they can be slain and replaced."

"You will be surprised at how psychology works," Ichimaru retorted.

"We will break this shinigami soldier and send him back to fight you for all to see. Look at him closely—and see the change on the battlefield! Good-bye, Shinigami, and good-bye, young drifter. For a human, you are pretty interesting." The Portal closed, along with Ichigo and Renji's eyes. The future can wait.

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How did that go? Please let me know where I can improve so I can work on Chapter 2- Changes.

* Bakudo 62 showed up in manga chapter 324. You can go onto to check it out. It's also used in one of the Bleach movies.

** Hado 11 was used in manga chapter 337 both moves were used by Hisagi Shuuhei.

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Until next Chapter!