Demon in Soul Society

My Name is Desmonda Emilia Veronica Isabelle Laven, but everyone here calls me Des or Desmonda. I'm the Captain of the assassination squad, a secret organization that only high ranking officers are aware of. Now you're probably wondering what I look like right? Well, I have got Black hair that runs to my shoulders and a pair of crimson red eyes along with pale skin. I have a burgundy number burned into the middle of my back; the number is '666'. No, I'm not an Arrancar or Espada, it's a seal, and I know it's the number of the beast. Don't tell anyone.

My clothes consist of a white Shihakusho instead of the normal Black one, and instead of the normal white Captains Haori, I wear a Black one, representing my status as the Head Captain of The Assassination squad. The symbol of my division is a pillar of fire with a Black teardrop in the center. It means that though we kill and destroy, we are not all evil as some people may make us out to be. Well, I must be going then, My Lieutenant's asking for me. Good bye for now.

Desmonda

Emilia

Veronica

Isabelle

Laven

Setting the worn out Black book on my Desk, I stood from my desk and walked over to the open window in my fairly large office. The windows faced the west with two couches placed before them so a conference could be held in there. Behind my Oak desk lies a wall of Books. They do not have an author, for they are summaries of the past on what happened in the weeks and months and years ago.

Since the time of me writing the article, my hair had grown down to my calves and has had to be cut several times. It had streaks of silver in it, showing my age, but my age never effected on how I was able to fight or carry out a days task. My outfit was still the same after all those years age.

"Captain, You have a visitor." A member of my squad warned me.

"Alright, let him in then." I mumbled.

I turned around and walked back to my desk, and sitting down on the chair to put my Small Journal away. Before I could though, I immediately stood up, clutching my ass in pain.

"What's the matter Des?" Came the voice of The Head-Captain.

"Damn Squad Members put tacks on my seat. Today must be Wednesday. It's there "Prank the Captain" Day." I stated, grabbing all the bent tacks and throwing them away. "What can I do for you Yamamoto?"

We both decided to sit down on the two couches next to the windows, Him on one and Me on the other.

"I was wondering if you had any information on an execution ever being stopped by an Intruder."

"Now why would you come to me about that? You could have gone to the Central Library and looked it up." I stated, curious as to what he actually wanted.

"Ah, but coming to you is faster."

"Fine, let me see if I can find anything on the Bookshelf." I answered, standing up and walking behind my desk to the giant bookshelf.

Running my finger across the bindings, I seemingly couldn't find where the book was. Sighing in frustration I snapped my fingers a white bound book with yellow fringe started to fall from one of the taller shelves. I immediately began flipping through the pages while making my way back to the couch. Sitting down, it took me an additional two minutes to find the correct page.

"Alright, it says this. "On July 8th 1200, the execution of Yuuma Yoshido was to take place. Instead of him being executed as planned, he was saved by a number of outlawed soul reapers, old friends of his possibly. Chaos broke out and Captains were forced to fight each other. Four Captains and Six Lieutenants lost their lives that Day. Yuuma and the outlawed Soul Reapers managed to escape in to Hueco Mundo. They have not been seen from since." Well, what do you think Yamamoto? With Rukia's Execution coming up, you believe history will repeat itself or not?" I asked him, snapping the book shut and letting it rest upon the small table between us.

Yamamoto stayed silent for a while, about five minutes before he said anything.

"Thank you, Desmonda. Also, there is a Captain's meeting Tomorrow. I will send you a Hell Butterfly when it is to begin." He ignored my question, as he stood up.

"What's it about?" I asked, although I already knew.

"We are going to discuss Gin Ichimaru's decision on taking on the Ryoka. And Leaving them alive. Have a good rest of the day." And with that, the old man walked out of my office and back to his.

As Soon as he left my office, I breathed a sigh and Glanced out the window at the nearly sinking sun. Soon enough, I began to think of my past friends. They were all nice, though they didn't always get along with each other. That is until that one day when they all disappeared. I know why they did, but the other Captain's don't. I had hunted for them for weeks on end, but to no avail. I only gave up when I couldn't even find a little of their Spiritual Pressure. I got a good talk from the Head Captain, then From my Eighth seat, seeing as I had lost my Seventh to my Lieutenant in a Mission I probably should never have sent them on.

After I had gotten out of my memory lapse, I stood and picked up the old book, placing it back on it's high shelf. Then I made my way out the door and through the Barracks. I passed many of my subordinates on my way out of the Assassination squad's barracks. Upon stepping outside, I immediately took another step and vanished from my previous spot and landed in front of my house. No, it wasn't Shunpo or Sonido, it was just pure speed, no fancy move or anything.

As I walked inside the small one bedroom house, I noticed a white sheet of paper on the table. Walking over I picked it up and read over it. It was a message from Captain Soi Fon about a mission that her squad deemed, to dangerous. Therefore my squadron was requested to take the mission. Slowly, I put the note back down on the table and went to the Bedroom where I quickly changed in to my sleep wear and awaited sleep to come over me. It did, with the unwelcome gaze of crimson red eyes in my dream that stared at me, making me sit bolt upright in bed. I rubbed my forehead, trying to force the image out of my head.

"Another sleepless night for me." I grumbled, standing up and changing into my white Shihakusho.

Quickly I exited the house and jumped onto the nearest Sakura Tree and continued to jump through the Seretei until I came upon the Western Gate. Jumping up, I managed to land my feet upon the top of the gate, looking out upon the Seretei. As soon as I landed upon the wall, I spotted a flash of Orange sitting upon one of the Village houses.

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As I stared at the wall, I noticed something come into view on it. The figure, a female by the looks of it, was clad In a white Shihakusho, strange dressing for a Soul Reaper from what I've seen unless their a Captain.

"Something the matter Ichigo?" A Black Cat asked, crawling over and sitting down beside me.

"That person upon the wall, are they a Captain, Yoruichi?" I asked, pointing to the figure upon the wall.

"Well, Yes….Get inside now." Yoruichi's eyes widened when he saw the female.

"Why?!" I argued, looking back at the figure on the wall, I took great care in noticing that she wasn't even there. "Hey – Where did she go?"

Yoruichi, who had been trying to drag me over the edge of the roof by my pant leg, stopped.

"Who?" A new voice sounded from behind us two.

(Des POV)

"Who?" I asked, taking great note of how the boy and Cat stiffened and turned towards me, "What, is something wrong?"

"Ichigo, get inside." The cat hissed.

"So your name's Ichigo, nice name. Means one who protects right? Mine's Desmonda, but you may call me Des." I smiled, extending a hand, a hand which Ichigo slowly returned.

"Uh…." Ichigo started.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone what you're doing. You're here to save Rukia Correct? Well, I'll be happy to help, seeing as I don't want her to die. Any how, what's your name cat?" I questioned, plopping down next to the Black cat.

"Yoruichi."

My eyes widened at that name, It was the name of one my past friends from long ago. And it wasn't a common name. but I shrugged it off and stared at the sky.

"What are you even doing here?" Ichigo questioned.

"Well, if you're willing to listen, I'll give you some advice on how to get inside the Seireitei. You can't simply jump over the wall like I did; you have to be a high ranking officer to even accomplish getting enough speed to get up there. But, I do know someone who can get you inside. Her name is Kuukaku Shiba, you'll have to look for her, but you'll know you've reached her when you see her house. Trust me, it's very hard to miss by a Long shot." I said, standing up and stretching, "Gotta go or else Old Yamamoto'll be after me like the devil. See ya you two!"

With that, I vanished from the roof top and appeared back on top of the Seretei wall. My face was towards the innards, so I had to look back to see Ichigo and Yoruichi had disappeared when I did look back. Quickly, I walked around the squad eight barracks. To my great relief, Kyouraku was asleep and not wandering about being a pervert.

As soon as I finished that, I quickly disappeared and reappeared at my Squad's barracks. I jumped onto the roof of one of the many buildings and faced the east. A couple of hours later and the sun rose high in the east, shining on my face. Something Black was flying towards me. Lifting up my hand a black and Purple Hell Butterfly, landed on my index finger.

"Captain Desmonda Emilia Isabelle Laven, please report to the 1st division for a Captain's meeting."