Chapter 1: The Ryoka
"Ban...kai.." the red headed lieutenant struggled to call as he held his zanpakuto named Zabimaru out in front of him. He was badly beaten up from his battle against his opponent. Before him, a few yards back, stood a young male who only had a cut on his forehead above his right eye. His dark green eyes narrowed beneath a messy head of raven colored hair with electric blue in his bangs. He gave an emotionless frown at his defeated opponent. "Abarai-kun, I was told you were much better than that. You're going too easy on me." he sneered, his frown turning into a devilish smirk. "Tch.." Abarai spat, forcing himself to his feet. He gripped the end of Zabimaru as its second release form began to happen. The black and silver metal blade writhed and twisted around the male, forming into a large snake like creature which let out a loud but low toned hiss as if to intimidate the younger male. He kept his smirk and held his own zanpakuto to his side. "Ah, so that's your bankai." The opponent commented. "Sh-shut up!" Abarai snarled, pulling his arm back and bringing it forward as Zabimaru launched forward giving out a loud roar as it charged towards the opponent. He gave a smirk and put his hand out and it collided with the nose of the monster and stopped it from attacking himself. "Abarai-kun.. you're underestimating me. Let's try and actually fight!" He spoke sarcastically, slamming the snake creature into the ground and running along it's back towards the wounded red head.
Not having any time to react, Renji could simply watch in the split second of time as the male ran towards him. The ebony haired male smirked as he swung his zanpakuto upwards in order to slam it into Abarai.
Suddenly, a blur of black and white shot out from the right and connected with the younger male. Both sets of visible eyes, those of Abarai's and of the male, widened at the sudden attack. The male was hit and knocked back, causing him to skid along the ground a good 3 yards. He growled and got to his feet only to feel a sharp pain in his chest. He hissed and looked down at what was there. His crimson blood seeped through his torn clothes at a rapid pace. Shit...How the hell did he...? he thought to himself as he looked towards Abarai. He was just as stunned as he was, but staring in front of himself. He looked to where the red head was staring and spotted a older male, not much older than Abarai, standing with his back to the now wounded male. This male was dressed in a Captain's uniform with the number "6" printed in Japanese numerals on the back. He had long black hair that reached his shoulder blades that rustled in the tense breeze.
"Kuchiki-taichou!" Abarai suddenly shouted, falling to a knee. The male whom he spoke too looked towards him and gave a frown. "Renji, this ryoka is an easy target. Why haven't you finished him off?" he questioned in a scolding tone. "I.. He...He's very swift on his feet! It's hard to hit him with Zabi-" "I don't need excuses, Renji. You were made my lieutenant because of your abilities without your zanpakuto. This is a mere brat that you should be able to take care of." The captain responded harshly. "G..Gomen.. I'll finish him off now." He answered, turning towards the male. Kuchiki turned to face the male and gave a simple frown. His grey and black plain eyes dared the male to make a move.
The male gave a smirk and ran towards the captain and attempted to slash at him with his own weapon. The raven haired man gave huff of disgust as he flash stepped to the side and slammed his elbow in the back of the male's neck harshly. He hit a pressure point hard enough in order to knock him out, but not enough to cause any harm. The ryoka let out a gasp as his eyes went wide from the impact before falling to the ground, sliding into unconsciousness.
Captain Kuchiki stared down with a frown at the limp male at his feet. He turned to his lieutenant and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Take him to the head master. I will meet with you soon." He ordered, flash stepping away from the scene.
Renji let out an agitated sigh as he sheathed his zanpakuto and limped over to the unconscious prisoner. He hauled him up onto his back and grabbed the male's zanpakuto and made his way to the main meeting room. He had a frown as he walked for the pain was beginning to bother him.