Prologue
"The judgment will now be decided, ex fifth division captain Aizen Sosuke, you will be sentenced to the lowest underground prison level the 8th, Avici, for no less than 18,800 years"
The brown eyed man was bound to a chair in the middle of a court room, his right eye and mouth was visible through the black tape like binding, his eyes narrowed a cocky grin spread across his lips
"I see, Beings of your calibre decreeing your judgment on me is it? I find that somewhat ironic!"
His voice nonchalantly rang out, the judge stood his fist meeting with the desk causing the other Shinigami to jump, his voice boomed echoing around the room
"Traitor! Don't get cocky just because you're Immortal" He turned to the guards stood close to Aizen "Bind his mouth and eyes at once, his sentence will be raised to 20,000 years!"
"Yes sir!" The Shinigami chimed as the traitor was bound, and justice was finaly done.
There were many reminders of battles past strewn across the face of the solider – in fact he was nothing but scars. As he looked up at sun and produced a cloth from his pocket whipping the sweat from his forehead pulling down his ever present sunglasses, before whipping the back of his neck and placing the cloth back in his pocket "Damn this uniform" he cursed silently "It's too hot for these lands" He placed his sunglasses back on, estimating he'd have another two hours journey before reaching the base.
He reached towards a leather bag he carried with him making sure he still had the papers he was to personally present to Chief Ayanami once returning to base.
No one could have chosen anyone better than Major Hyuuga to carry the message from the authorities. Hyuuga was a well-respected subordinate to Ayanami, his sword ability surpassed that of most ranking even higher than himself.
Hyuuga placed the documents back into the leather back, and began on his trek towards base, the sun beating down on him.
"You're out of your mind Aya-tan!"
Ayanami had lost his temper at the majors words.
"I didn't heart that Hyuuga"
"Then I'll say it again; you've lost your mind!"
"Hyuuga you're a member of the Blackhawks, not a politician!"
"But sir, it's completely obvious the Shinigami will refuse such a stupid plan!"
"It's not our place to..."
"There'll be countless murders Aya-tan!"
"Hyuuga!"
Hyuuga knew he had crossed a line, as Ayanami felt the need to remind him who was leader
"Sir!"
"It's our job, Hyuuga, to do what is best for us, and make sure we are respected"
"With all respect sir, all this will do is give us the right to take the land belonging to Shinigami"
"It's an order Hyuuga"
"It's an unfair order, Sir"
"Do you intend to stay a member of the Blackhawks?"
There was a certain sharpness to the chiefs words, there was no need for him to repeat himself, Hyuuga retreated, his blood boiling, he was expecting some sort of empathy from the Chief of staff, of course it was his place to fight according to the orders from those of higher authority, though trying to claim the land from the Shinigami would be a difficult if not impossible task, Hyuuga having lived in the streets of Rukongai knew perfectly well how the Shinigami where strong, they wouldn't go down without a fight.
"Hyuuga you will be in charge of the five troops sent out to persuade the Shinigami to give up their land"
Ayanamis voice had cause the dark haired man to jump he spun around peering over the top of his glassed his nodded once
"Who are the Captains sir?" he asked, eager to know who he would be briefing
"Elman, Yoshioka, Gregory, Ohkuchi and when he returns from the streets of Rukongai … Kitamura"
"Haru Kitamura that murderer?"
"Hyuuga!"
Hyuuga shook his head; this time around he was almost regretting joining the Blackhawks.