Holding Deaths Thread; Jackell Voodo
(A/N: this story has my OC Jackell, a fallen royal guard whom had created his own brach of kidos. Because of this threat he is being hunted, so now he must lay low. But for how long?)
(the beginning of this plot takes a few days before ruikas assigned execution and Ichigo and companys invasion to rescue her)
There are many things the shinigami forsee in their soul duties, they absolved or punished. They slayed the hollows that attempted to interfere with these duties. But what truly made a shinigami a shinigami, shigami was after all a god of death so if he could gather and guide souls…couldn't he make them…living.
*Kings Realm*
The soul king was disturbed and not wanting to risk even the smallest casuality he called fourth his five captain royal guard to his throne room to inform of this nagging feeling in hopes of having it investigated and extinguised. The first already present in the throne room was the the captain of the five Setsune Mokira or as he was known to his subordinates and fellow guard "Kuro" for only the king knew his name. he was a young man with short black hair and silver eyes. His haori being a royal guard was black with silver lining with the kanji for zero on it.
The next to enter the throne room was a giant of a man who stood eight feet tall and wore armored plates on his shoulders and other parts, he wore a helmet shaped like a dragon with a spiky fur hair going down to the middle of his back. (Picture Sajjin Komamura only slightly more armored and with a different helmet.). "Roku Samade reporting" he said with a bow of his head. The king aknowledged him and he took his place on the right behind his captain.
After him came a younger looking boy who had shoulder length wavy brown hair that was tied in a small ponytail in the back and blue eyes. His haori was longer sleeved in which covered his hands. "Faguna Himenoi reporting" he said getting aknowledgement from the king. He took his place behind Roku on the back right of Kuro.
After him came a woman with long black hair tied in a ponytail and shimmering blue eyes. Her royal guard haori was normal as was her uniform on her feminine form "Kirio Hikifune reporting." She said bowing her head and getting aknowledgement from the king and took her place on the captains back left.
Lastly was a man with spiky white hair and a shaggy beard, his eyes were dark orange and he has scars going over each eye. His haoiri was tattered at the bottom and a wooden pipe was at the corner of his mouth. "Kishin Fukumaiga reporting" he said giving a bow. The king aknowledged him and he took his place at the back left behind Kirio.
"We of your elite guard are all asembled my lord" Kuro said in a non-emotional voice. The captain then opened his ears to listen to what the king had to say.
"My guard" he started "There are many things in any plane of existence that goes in cycles, life and death is the greatest and most prominent of these cycles, but recently I have felt small disturbances in this cycle and whenever I do I think of only on person, the one man whom I let get away because of leniancy…I speak of course of the former captain of squad zero, the greatest captain ever recorded…Jackell". The moment he said that name the guard began whispering among themselves in shock; all except the captain who wore a blank expression, but loathing of the name was visible in his eyes.
"Though he has not made any noticeable attacks against us, I feel disturbances in the cycle which may be result of his dark kidos which defy the very concepts I set…so my task for you captain is to go out and hunt him down and bring him back to me."
"Does he have to be alive?" asked the captain.
"Yes captain he must be alive"
"…..Does he have to be intact?" the captain asked with a slight cold tone lacing the words.
The king frowned at this "Yes my captain he must be intact and alive. I understand being his former subordinate you have loathing for him, but I will not have you acting barbaric over grudges. We do not know if he has passed his arts onto another, but if he has I need him alive and well to give us the information so we can counter. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR CAPTAIN!?"
Kuro nodded "Yes my king, you have made yourself clear" he turned to walk out of the room.
"Wait captain, though you claim to understand I am not sure you can keep your emotions in check, so Roku shall also be accompanying you. Also because your reiatsu could probaly cause distortion, a restiction will be placed on you when you pass thorugh the gate and a second one when you go to the human world."
Kuro nodded then glanced at the eight foot tall man "Come Roku we are leaving now" said man nodded and followed him out of the room.
"Good luck captain" the king called after him "I wish you luck finding him, for even I cant seem to track his location."
*Soul Society*
It was an average day in the soul society and going down the streets of the seritei was a young man carrying a bag of letters he needed to deliver to the barracks. He has short shaggy wild platinum blonde hair that almost looked silver that covered his eyes and a small pair of glasses at the rim of his nose. He wore a stadard shinigami uniform with longer sleeves ending at the tip of his fingers, black cotton gloves, and a long dark red and yellow scarf wrapped around his neck flapping in the wind as he ran. On his hip was a asauchi zanpaktou that was a short blade in a red black sheath. To the seritei and the twelfth division he was the odd un-seated officer known as J.V.
No one knew where he was from, whether he came from rukongai or a wealthy family. all they did know was that he was in twelfth division, an unseated officer, and his coulleagues the few he had called him J.V.
As he approached the fourth division barracks he was stopped by the posted guards and was asked to state his business.
"Kukuuk Im here to deliver a letter to captain Unohana" he informed.
"The captain cannot be disturbed at the moment, she is in the middle of working a surgery operation" the shinigami told him.
J.V sighed dreamily "Oh Unohana-taichou with all that serene elgance and class id break every bone in my body to be under her tender care kukukuku." The guards sweatdropped at the odd young mans behavior but in their minds they agreed 100%. "Kukuku well im not one to disturb the work of the fair captain. So could you give this to her when you can sir. I have to get these letters to second and sixth company."
'This is the weirdest guy to ever make it into the gotei thirteen" the guard thought to himself as he took the letter. J.V nodded and then happily skipped away to his next delivery 'and the gayest'
After going a few blocks around J.V found the second division barracks in were he soon found a not as friendly pair of guards halting him at the entrance. "Halt you unseated grunt state your business her!" one demanded.
"Kukuku im here to deliver a letter to captain Soi-Fon of course"
The man sneered "The captain has no time to do business with a no class grunt like you"
"Aww yes she is a busy little bee isnt she kkukuku"
The guards were un-amused at his small pun so he just held out the letter "Well if she happens to be free at a good time, do see she gets these"
"Pheh wouldn't count on it" the man scoffed waving him away. With his final stop twenty minutes away, J.V made his way to the sixth division. Unknowingly above him a kido ball was seconds away from hitting the barrier.
!BOOM! the ball exploded.
*Outskirts*
On the outskirtas of the seritei a senkaimon opened and out walked Kuro and Roku with restrictions placed.
"My captain, ive sensed out the area and it seems like they are all in a sudden frenzy" Roku informed as he was feeling around the reiastus of the people inside the walls.
"Well if I bet anything, I think it has to do with that" Kuro pointed to the sky and they both saw a kido cannon ball collide with the barrier and strange reiatsus scatter in different directions. Ruko then pointed to the east "I do believe it came from that direction sir"
"Well no matter because that doesn't concern us. Im going to enter in secret to search the seritei, you track along the soul society" Kuro ordered.
"HAI!" Roku nodded. He sat in a meditative pose and began his search. While in the meanwhile Kuro was making his way down the hill and into the panic.
*Seritei*
J.V was curious about the sudden explosion that sounded offf and sent the streets into panic. Shinigami of squad eleven were running through the streets to be the first to fight these "ryoka" if he heard the term correctly.
"Excuse me sir kukuk but what seems to be the situation" he asked a radom officer as he ran along side him. The man only glared at him with annoyance.
"None of your concern grunt now get back to your barracks" he barked. Not wanting to anger the man any further J.V scurried back to his barracks in squad twleve.
He arrived to the barracks and decided to visit the lab. Inside captain Kurosutchi was working on experiements furiously before the sou-taichou Yamamoto was to call for another meeting.
"Kukuku good day taichou"
"BEGONE YOU PEST IM BUSY!" the man spat as he typed furiously at his computer. But instead of leaving J.V looked up at the screen and saw what the mad scientist was working on.
"Kukuku I see working on organic implant grenades, very cunning indeed". Mayuri turned around to yell some more but then paused and grinned in pride at his genius was being recognized. But the moment he looked down he saw the odd unseated shinigami going through his notes. With a screech he started throwing things at him, making J.V run back out into the streets.
"Kukukuk that taichou of mine is so protective of his notes….but its nothing compared to what I know" he thought to himself as he chuckled and dodged books all the way down the halls and into the still frenzied streets.
*street*
After aquiring some average shinigami robes, Kuro made his way into the streets to begin his observation and investigation. As he made his way around the corner a sudden person bumped into him.
"Kukkuu oh excuse me sir" the strange boy said as he continued around the corner. Kuro simply shrugged and kept walking for he had no time to deal with a weirdo.