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Warning: Description/mention of blood, murder and mutilation.
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Chapter 1
The ground was red, but not because of the moon eclipse. It was red because of the blood. Some of the spilled blood was purple, even green, but most of it was red. Lying in this mostly-red pool of blood was countless corpses. Many of them where without one or more limbs and even more had a sword sticking out from their torso or other parts of their bodies.
In the midst of this mess was one lone warrior. This warrior had pale skin, white hair and white haori. His whole appearance was covered by blood and bruises. When he was clean he would surely look like an angel, but now, cowered in blood and dirt and speckled with bruises, he looked like a demon… a white demon.
This demon suddenly kneeled. He looked up at the blood-red moon and muttered his last words. "I'll be back… just… you… wait…"
The same moment the moon returned to its normal pale blue colour the light faded from the warriors' eyes and he fell to the ground, becoming just another drop in an ocean of corpses.
The rumours where spreading like fire in dry grass and oil. They had existed for about a month, but Kyoraku Shunsui hadn't paid them any mind, before now.
It was a cool autumn evening and the 8th squad captain enjoyed a cup (or 13) of sake with some of his seated officers when the rumour came up.
"Have you heard about the white samurai in the 78th district?" The 6th seat asked everyone. Some of the officers nodded and made sounds of agreement, the rest made sounds of disagreement. One of the disagreeing cleared his throat before he spoke.
"Please elaborate."
The next day a captain-meeting was held, nothing special, just a regular meeting in order to keep up with just what the other squads were doing or get assigned just another mission from the captain commander.
Not that Shunsui cared much for this, he just wanted to go back to Ukitake Jushiro's barracks and have a drink with his old best friend, or maybe just have some tea. But he knew that was not going to happen because of his demon vice-captain, Yadomaru Lisa. She never let him go anywhere before he was done with all his paperwork. And that was a lot of paperwork! Especially since she rarely did any of her own, so he had to do it. What a demon.
Then the captain commander of the Gotei 13 hit the floor with his walking cane in order to get everyone to quit their lightheaded conversations and focus on the task at hand.
"There has been given information about a promising swordsman in district 78. I want captain Shihoin and vice-captain Sarugaki to bring this man to the Ukitake residence where he will be trained by captain Ukitake and captain Kyoraku until they deem him worthy of being a soul reaper."
'Looks like he took my letter seriously' Shunsui thought, he had sent a letter to the captain commander right after he got home from the town yesterday. In this letter he wrote about the man from the rumours and proposed to train him in the ways of a soul reaper.
It looked like Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni thought this was a good idea.
It was not uncommon to see stray cats in district 78. However, it was highly unusual to see an unstarved black cat in the middle of the main street in the middle of the day. And even more unusual was the fact that the cat was stalked by a short female soul reaper with blond hair in two straight pigtails and mean brown eyes. The least unusual with this picture is the fact that the cat stalked a man.
This man in himself was unusual. His hair was past ear-length at the front and reached to below his shoulders at the back. The hair was in a pale silver-ish colour and looked like it had been through a treatment in order to become so curly, but (secret) it was naturally that way. The man's eyes were not very usual either. They were a deep red colour and looked lifeless, like they belonged to a dead fish. His attire however was not that unusual. He wore a short kimono in a plain grey colour with some patches on and a stain which looked suspiciously like blood or curry, one can never tell. In his obi hung a katana in its sheath.
The man suddenly stopped and turned towards the cat's stalker. "You can come out now, soul rapper." He said calmly while placing a hand on his katana-handle.
"Not bad for a dead-fish-eyed-pervert-with-natural-perm." The female soul reaper commented as she stepped out from the shadow of a building.
"Why thank you, flat-chested-lill'-girly." He answered as he began to pick his nose with his left pinkie.
"You-" She yelled as she lounged at him with in rage. "Who is a flat-chest?!"
"You." He answered in a clam voice as he dodged her repeated hand-to-hand-combat attacks with ease, his pinkie never leaving his nose.
After a while she got tired of all the small attacks and put all her power into one ass-kicking, neck-breaking, baby-scaring punch. This punch was to powerful the air around her seemed to start moving. "DIE, YOU DEAD-FISH-EYED-PERVERT-WITH-NATRUAL-PERM!" she yelled at the top of her lungs as she launched her attack.
However this punch was easily blocked by a dark skinned, curvy woman with short purple hair and startling yellow eyes. But her eyes were not the most startling thin about her. She was completely nude.
Behind her stood the dead-fish-eyed-pervert-with-natural-perm named Sakata Gintoki who currently suffered from a massive nosebleed.
"We were told to bring him back unharmed." Said the naked woman, also known as Shihoin Yoruichi, to the not-so-naked girl, also known as Sarugaki Hiyori.
"But he irritated me!" she Hiyori defended herself while pointing at Gintoki for good measure.
Yoruichi turned towards the man before she placed her hand in front of his face. He looked at her with a confused look on face before his eyes suddenly became heavy. "Inemuri." Was the last word he heard before he surrendered to the obviation of unconsciousness.