In Soul Society, there is a group of people that protect the dead and the living. That group is known as the 13 Court Guard Squads or the Gotei 13 to those of the Seireitei. Established long by the Spirit King as a way to protect, defend, and guild souls, he asked Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto to establish a school where gifted people would learn what they needed know in order to defend their home. For twenty-one hundred years, he taught and saw his students fall into the cold embrace of death until he went to the Spirit King with a plan to develop a military. After hours of negotiating, Yamamoto and the Spirit King had reached am arrangement. For a thousand years, Yamamoto taught and formed his military until it was well established and easily able to react to all situations.
That was over two thousand years ago, the Gotei 13 have lost its bearings. One of the conditions that were agreed upon were that the Gotei 13 would never become conceited, but as time went on the 13 Courts became conceited, cold, yet never drifting away from their one purpose: Defend the Seireitei and all of the dead and living. The Spirit King seeing this allowed it to be as they kept up their arrangement, but like a good king does he established a counterpart for the Guards waiting until it was time to use them. At the appearance of Ichigo Kurosaki, the Court Guards had become so full of themselves; the Spirit King decided it was time to unleash the Clouds.
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Walking along a dirt path, a man wearing a black cloak. "Damn, why, is it that I have to be the one to work it's not like Topaz or Nike can't, I swear the boss hates me." The stranger said to himself as he walked along the road before stopping to look at what was in front of him. In front of the stranger was a village in bad shape "Hmm these must one of the bad districts I've heard about. Fuck now I have to walk through this and then kick that gate guard's ass. No no no no nooooooooo I'm doing this the easy way." The Stranger thought as he calmly walked forward before entering am alley.
"Hey Shiro (hic) I have to take a leak man (hic) hold me Saki pwe (hic) ase?" Said a tall man. "Sure (hic) Gin." Said Shiro as he reached for his friend's Saki bottle and pointed his friends towards an alley. Just as the drunken man got close to the alley's opening a bright light came from it, causing both men to run away as a fine sliver dust cloud was blown out of the alley and towards the center of Soul Society.
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"I want all of your reports from the last month up to last week, with the breach in security, we can not have another one." Said an old man that had a very long white beard, long eyebrows, and two long perpendicular scars above his right eye wearing black robes and a white jacket that reached his ankles. "Understood Captain-Commander Yamamoto." Said a group of ten other people dressed like the old man. "Good. Now Captain Soi Fon, I want your report on the missions your Onmitsukido have peformed from last week." "Understood." Said a relatively short and petite woman. "The Onmitsukido have performed five missions all being assassinations of the royal family's" "Boring!" Looking around the captains tried to figure out where the mysterious voice had came from before seeing a silver dust come up from the table and shift into a man wearing a black clock with his hand on it.
"Ya know, it's a shame that you all couldn't find me, I mean out of the organization I work with I never use my stealth abilities seeing as I'm more of the hack and slash type of guy like you Zaraki." Said the stranger in a mock scolding tone. "Who are you and who do you work for?" Yamamoto calmly asked as his cane turned to ash revealing a sword hidden within it. Turning the stranger looked at the old man's eyes as did the old man noticed his eyes were strange; three red bar-like pupils on black sclera in each eye . "I am none of your fucking business, ya old fart and I work for someone far higher up than you." Said the Stranger as he pulled off his cloak revealing a distorted view of a scarred tan youth.
Taking that as a sign of hostility, the captains pulled out their respective swords as the Captain-Commander unsheathe his and pointed it to the scarred young man and said in a powerful voice. "I will not ask this again, who are you and who do you work for?" "And again it's none of your fucking business." With a grunt at the response the Captain- Commander made the first strike, with the rest of his captains following him. Jumping off the table and landing at the door the Stranger spoke in a monotonous voice, "Rise against the conceited world, let them see their errors Claymore." The Captains not stopping even after hearing their opponent chant, entered the respective shikais and attacked the unknown person.
The unknown youth never moved from his spot but flicked his wrist which caused the Captains' shadows to detach themselves from the respective owner before blocking the owner's attack. Looking on in shock the Captains were met with reflections of themselves. "Just like looking in a mirror right?" The Stranger said, "These are your shadows, your imperfections, your sins, my dear captains."
Each captain looked at their shadow seeing twisted versions of themselves never noticing the black spot that appeared under them.
"What trick is this, what are these things!" "Like I said, your sins, imperfections, shadows, whatever you want to call them." "What do you want?" "Me, nothin' just some peace and quiet but my boss has decided you reapers have become conceited, so he summoned me and gave me a task; confront you all and teach you the error of your ways, ha the bastard." "How have we become," "Don't care about what you have to say have fun fighting your sins, kiddies and Genryusai, he is mostly disappointed in you his first friend and most loyal reaper." "What are you talking about I do not know your boss." "Sure ya, do you just don't remember him anyway have fun. Snapping his fingers the captains are covered in a black substance that drags them into the floor broads will the sins disappearing in front of him.
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"Boss, its done, I hope you know what you're doing sonner or later Yamamoto will remember." "I know, my child, he needs to remember this. Now let them fight their imperfectionswhen they all win against their sins, you can return home until them be safe and stay hidden Flameus." "I will, my king."
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Alright, this here is a revise version of my story "Everybody has a bad day" I remade it under the suggestion of a friend who later became my girlfriend, who then broke up with me. You like-favorite, you think-review, stay healthy my readers and fellow writers.