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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any original characters produced by Tite Kubo or Studio Perrot.
Note: Any form of historical or city landmarks or sites that are referenced here in my fanfic may or may not be real so plz do not go to Japan and look for it lol.
Chapter 1
"This is Alpha One to HQ, 19:31 (7:31 PM), Target-Base on sight. Spotted a member."
"Standby Alpha Team. Bravo Team, pursue."
"This is Charlie Team to HQ, in position, ready to receive orders."
Several Japanese SAT (Special Assault Team) members moved into position, ready to carry out any order sent from headquarters. The units came to eliminate a special terrorist movement, the offenders calling themselves, the 'Kuro Kami', the dark-god. The terrorists had taken a hold of an old warehouse, arming themselves and refusing to meet the demands of the government, resisting to the bitter end.
Today, they will meet their end by the civilian counter-terrorist organization, the SAT.
Following up on recent events, three squads with four members each, with another back-up squad were sent to take out the leader of the Kuro Kami and end the foul threat to society before any severe damage was dealt. Formerly, the Kuro Kami was not much of a threat; it was nothing but a gang. However, the leader, who called himself Hans, declared to the government to send him large sums of cash or else he would bomb a sector within the Kanto region, which in itself contained Tokyo, the nation's capital.
That was unacceptable by all means, and the Japanese SAT would do their extreme best to take the threat down.
"Those greedy bastards..." Delta Two sighed into the radio, "Tryin' to take over by threatening to bomb civilians..."
"Hey," Alpha One quickly called out, "this is an open channel among the squads. Don't say anything that's not a part of the mission."
"But it is-"
"Can it Delta Two," Delta One cut him off, "get serious. We're about to start."
Delta Two quickly stopped talking and re-adjusted his scope and checked his clip.
Then it happened.
A large bang was all Delta Two heard and he snapped his head to Charlie Team's position. A huge screen of fire and smoke filled the area and was covering the sky with dark plumes. Gun fire could be heard from the north and he quickly took a stance for whatever hell was coming. His partners, Delta Three and Four quickly took his flank and side, while his team leader, Delta One, began to shout orders for the upcoming fight. Being the soldier that he was, he brought the sniper rifle up and stared through the scope. Delta Two quickly capped several targets and scanned the area on the right of the warehouse. It was then that he saw it. A band of thugs with a center-man holding an rocket-propelled-grenade launcher aimed for his team's direction.
"Incoming!" he shouted, "RPG!"
His team scattered as the projectile whizzed past their heads. The explosion behind them blew the soldiers forward and Delta Team fell to the ground.
Hugging the land, Delta Two quickly looked through the scope once more as he shot for his life. The noise was loud and his heart was pounding so hard he felt as if it would burst any moment. This wasn't supposed to happen; Delta Team was never meant to be in the hot-zone. The plan was to have Alpha and Charlie sweep the building as Bravo quickly took care of anything they missed. Delta was just supposed to sit behind and made sure everything was going alright. The radio was screaming in his ear as Delta Two unwillingly listened to the open channel broadcast the other teams' cries of frustration and desperation.
"Dammit! This is- static – team," Alpha One's voice came in, "We need back-u- static – dammit! Delta, Bravo! Where the he- static – you guys?!"
"This is Bravo! - static – We're having trouble of our own!" Bravo One sounded frantic. "We also need reinforcements! What the hell happened – static – to Charlie team?!"
Delta Two was now in total panic. Both teams had trouble fighting on the front line, and an entire squad was incapacitated to boot. He was thinking of all possibilities of what to do in the situation. In a total of five seconds, he thought of four possibilities. One, Delta squad would take route to head over to Alpha and help them there. Two, they could choose to go to aid Bravo, and neutralize the threats in their area. Three, they could split the team into two pairs and head to both squads. Finally, they could stay where they were and guard their sorry asses. Unfortunately, it wasn't up to Delta Two to make the decisions; that was Delta One's responsibility.
"Alright guys," Delta One began.
Shit, here it comes. Delta Two quickly thought. Which decision will he make?
"Delta Three head over to Alpha, and Four, go help Bravo while I check out Charlie Team's area. Two, you go to the rooftops and watch with your sniper rifle from above."
The fuck? That wasn't in my calculations. Ah, shit. We're all separated.
"Whatever happened to the word 'team'?" asked Delta Two, "We can't do this right if we're not together."
"Can't risk not helping any of the two remaining teams," One sighed, "and I've got to make sure if there are any survivors in Charlie Team's area."
Delta Two nodded his head and quickly turned to head over to the nearest ladder. He quickly climbed up the ladders on the sides of the urban buildings and was now in full access to the rooftops. He could easily jump the distances between each building and had a clear view of the entire area. Running to the center-most position, he quickly reloaded his rifle and fixed his scope settings.
He could see that the enemy had stopped firing and the area clear of any hostiles... at the moment. Checking Alpha's area, he saw that one of the men were down, and the other three caring for his needs. In Bravo's sector, two men were incapacitated and the other two tried to drag their allies to a safer area before an enemy showed up. He could see his other two teammates closing in on the selected meeting points and form up with the survivors. As for Delta One, he could see the team leader trying to search under debris for any fallen comrades. So far, the soldier had pulled out two bodies, and as for the other two... unattainable.
The mission was practically FUBAR (Fucked Up Beyond All Repair). How were they all to complete the mission now? Nearly five good men were lost and now the enemy could come and counterattack any second.
"Dammit..." Delta Two said to himself. He opened up a private radio channel to HQ. "HQ this is Delta Two, please respond."
"- static – Two, this is HQ... Do you copy?"
"We have a bit of static, but I think we'll manage. The situation here is really bad."
"Report."
"One man from Alpha is down..." Delta Two checked the area again, "and Bravo has two down. Charlie is gone."
Silence.
"HQ?"
"Delta Two, this is HQ, anything else?"
"Yeah, Delta is split up. Three is with Alpha, Four with Bravo, and Delta One is at Charlie's site. I'm on a rooftop covering from above."
More silence.
"Delta Two, proceed as instructed by Delta One. Does anyone else know of the situation?"
"I haven't told them yet."
"Get on it, soldier."
"Roger."
Once again, HQ didn't help at all.
"Delta One," Two called into the radio. "Please check in."
"What is it? Over."
"The situation from what I can see is practically FUBB (Fucked Up Beyond Belief)... Over."
"Tell me about it!" His voice was ragged and hoarse, "Tell the others, over."
"Got it, over."
Once again, Delta Two activated the Radio to tell Bravo and Alpha simultaneously.
"Hey guys."
They all responded with a dreary voice.
"Er, um guys, from what I can tell, the mission is FUBAB (Fucked Up Beyond All Belief)... Um, over."
"No, really?" Alpha One shouted into his own headset. "It's fuckin' unbelievable!"
"Yeah, but we can't abort."
"..." Alpha paused. "You're shittin' me." His voice was full of disbelief and denial.
"I just radioed in to HQ, they said continue."
"... Do we have back-up?" Bravo One's voice came in.
"From what I heard... no."
"We're screwed," both of them bluntly replied.
In downtown Tokyo, masses of people were walking in the streets, minding their own business, continuing their daily lives regardless of the news that had appeared onto the news on the screens within the stores of malls and behind glass windows. Some stopped to watch, while others kept on walking.
There was one particular couple, a pink-haired girl with stunning blue eyes sitting at table outside in front of an ice cream shop. She was of a slight, athletic build, with a slender look to her figure. The girl was shyly sipping at her chocolate milkshake and her gazed darted across every now and then... to the boy across from her.
He was rather muscular, fine jawed, and definitely more in depth with his "looking of age." His hair was brown, but had peculiar streaks of orange here and there. It looked of highlights, but surely natural. His yellow orbs slowly shifted from side to side, making sure there was no one else he knew peeking in on them and the situation about to unfold. The male kept a warm, gentle face of calmness, but inside, he was quite nervous and excited at the same time.
Who could blame him?
It was his first real date with a girl he'd known since kindergarten. So why the nervousness? It was like a jittery, "butterflies-in-my-stomach" kind of feeling. He couldn't shake it. He couldn't avoid it. He couldn't deny it. He was definitely in love. A love of knowing someone for so long, knowing their every habit, every pet peeve, every like and dislike, and pretty much everything else.
That's why he'd asked her in the first place.
"Ano (ano; hey)..." They both started. Staring at each other for a "way out," they gazed into each other's eyes for a while. "You first," they both blurted.
"Sorry," the boy quickly started, "Aoi-chan (chan; suffix for younger or close females), you can go first."
"No, it's nothing," she exhaled, "Shin-kun (kun; suffix for younger or close males), you can go..."
"Um, no really, you can say what you want first..." he began to scratch his head, now staring into his strawberry shake. He really didn't want to make things more awkward then it was, but finally decided to speak after a minute's silence. He could see that the poor girl was beginning to blush at his unspoken oddity.
"Um, so... I was guessing..." he breathed in slowly, then breathed out, "do you want to head over to my house after this?"
"..." She just stared...
... and stared. Aoi then began to turn a very opposite color of her name, almost a darker color then her hair.
"No! Nononono! That's not what I meant!" he shouted, trying to save face before it was too late, realizing what naughty implications that one question could have. "I just meant that I was going to tell my parents that I'd asked you out so we could kinda celebrate it over dinner!" He was nearly just as red as she was, his blush evident and in plain view now.
The blue-eyed beauty suddenly began to relax, as if released from a life-threatening situation.
"O-Oh..." She wasn't sure how to reply. "T-That's great... ha... hahaha..." Aoi just meekly laughed to herself and smiled, trying to lighten up the situation.
How could this have happened, I wonder. She thought secretly.
Unknown to the couple sitting in the ice-cream shoppe, two other people had secretly cooperated to covertly spy on them. One, hid behind a rather thin tree, obvious to everyone that he was trying to hide his presence, however ridiculous and funny it seemed. He was taller than Shin, but definitely more thin by a couple inches. He wasn't as muscular, but had speed and slickness to make up for the strength of his male friend's ferocity. The other, wore dark sunglasses and a cap to disguise her appearance, but the edge of her golden curls poked out from the sides, making it noticeable to whoever had hung out with her or was a rather well-known acquaintance. She, herself, was sipping an Special Edition Chocolate-Fudge Milkshake. It was oh-so-good.
The two 'spies' glanced at each other every now and then, trying to communicate silently on what they could see from each other's angles and positions. Of course, the girl being the closer one, could hear into the couple's conversation and was trying her absolute hardest not to burst out laughing. However, there was a blush evident on her cheeks from the shock of Shin's 'bold' statement. Knowing, that her other 'spy-partner' would get anxious as to what the heck was happening, she casually whipped out her cell phone and began to type on the keys furiously, reporting everything she had heard throughout the five minutes that they had been there.
In the meanwhile, Shin and Aoi had long forgotten the awkward moment and had moved on, talking about memories they had made over the year and how they had come together... which was a romantic and warm feeling for both of them.
For the girl and boy spying on them though, it was getting boring because no new information had popped up. The female had flipped open her cell phone once again, having received a text.
(For those who don't know how to txt or IM, seriously go learn how. I won't go far to teach you this much.)
"Kin! Wth is goin on ovr ther? TELL MEEE!!" The phone displayed the electronic characters on the bright LED screen. She quickly chose the "Reply" option and began to type her own message.
"Shut up! Kazuhiko ur so annoyin. Idk y u r but w8, I need 2 lik listen in for sumthin important" She hit "Send" and looked up to see if the boy had gotten the text. Kin could see his body get rigid and relax as his arm began to shake as she could tell that he was replying to the little dialogue she sent him.
"I must regain my composure lol."
The blonde chuckled and looked up to see her two friends talk like they've never talked before. They really looked excited and into their conversation. She almost envied them... almost.
"Yeah remember that time when I pushed Kazuhiko into the pool and he cried for his mom? Oh man that was hilarious, I thought I was gonna wet my pants!"
"Hm, I think so," she pondered for a moment, then her sitting stance snapped up, "Yeah! Then I pushed Kin too, and she got all mad because her cell phone broke! And then..."
Kazuhiko and Kin were rather unhappy at the moment.
The two were talking vigorously until the Shin stopped talking and raised his finger. Aoi looked puzzled at his concerned face, and his eyes looked into space as if he was trying to listen for something. A drop of sweat rolled down his face, and she began to worry. His calm, bright, and cheerful look had disappeared, and a look of worry and dread took over.
He only had that look when something bad was about to happen... and 'the look' never failed.
"HQ! HQ! Come in! Argh!" Delta One shouted into the mike, then at the rest of the mission participants behind him, "Contact!" The lot of them quickly dropped to their knees and brought their weapons to bear, quickly firing bursts of accurate and precise shots.
Machine gun fire sounded all around them, and bright, yellow traces of bullets were seen as they zipped past their arms and heads, barely missing them. It was a frightening event. Alpha, Bravo, and Delta had regrouped and was planning the next stage of their plan in front of the warehouse until several men, anywhere from ten to fifteen thugs had made a run for it from a side door, and one of them seemed to be Hans. The group had fired at the SAT until they were about twenty meters away, and the soldiers bolted after them. The chase had gone on for about ten minutes now, and Delta Two, who was watching from above, was getting worried.
The whole motley of armed men was heading for a civilian-filled area.
"Delta One, Alpha One, Bravo One, you're going to have a run-in with civilians. I suggest you somehow lead them away!"
"Can't do that, Delta Two!" the radio buzzed. "They're too far away! What street are we going to run in?"
"It looks like..." Two tried to focus his scope on the any random street sign, "... em... it looks like... I don't know."
"Is it overly crowded?" Delta One frantically breathed into the microphone as he ran hard to catch up to the criminals who were getting away.
"Damn, uh... yeah," Delta Two prepared himself for many civilian casualties. "This could be bad. Shit."
"Ooh really, maybe you should have told us that earlier!" A sarcastic response came in.
Delta Two began to head-shot several thugs, making sure they went down... and stayed that way. He steeled himself as one of his team members went down, but continued to fire until the enemy count went down. With the help of support fire from the chasing teams, the number dwindled, to about to eight... then five... then three... and then one. Hans was still alive.
"Alright guys, I got him," the sniper smirked as he pulled the trigger. Click!
He pulled on the trigger several times, and pulled his head away from the scope to look at what was wrong. He had forgotten to reload. Delta Two quickly dropped the empty clip and searched his belt for a new one. He couldn't find one. Frantically, he used both hands to search, and then looked around. He didn't drop any, and the clip he had just released was the last case. Quickly, not knowing what else to do, he began to take out individual sniper rounds and started to manually load them into the empty casing as fast as he could. Time was on the run, and he couldn't afford to lose it.
"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!" He cursed aloud. Finally, he had gotten the last bullet in and snapped the clip in place, cocked the bolt back and clicked the safety off. Readjusting his sniper scope as fast as he could, Delta Two quickly searched for Hans.
Many gunshots went off from the crowd's area and screams could be heard.
Fuck, I was late.
Shin saw a man run out from an ally with a gun in his hand. At first, the gun looked fake, but his gut instincts told him it was real, loaded and dangerous.
He stared as the man yelled at people to get out of his way and shoot another older man in the leg, and a woman in the abdomen. His stomach revolted at the sight and he had to harden his feelings to not throw up and run away. He wasn't going to run away.
The brown-haired sixteen year-old knew what he was going to do, even if it seemed stupid. He was going to risk his life.
Shin sprinted at the man, in hopes of stopping the thug before he could shoot anymore people.
"Shin!" Aoi shouted, trying to get him to come back. Kin and Kazuhiko were no longer hiding, but trying to aid Aoi in calling Shin back to them.
"Gomen! (Sorry) Wait there! Don't come!" He turned back to the threat and ran, ran towards the enemy. The enemy as his grandfather would say in his stories of good and evil. In the stories of virtues and morals, before he passed away. The tales of righteousness, glory, and protecting all that was important to you and becoming stronger in hopes of achieving that power and fighting instinct to engage within the trials and tribulations that would await him in the future.
This was the time. The time that Shin would take his grandfather's words to heart.
"Aaaaaaahhh!!" His yellow eyes were full of fury, full of desire to protect his friends behind him and the people around him. His hands grabbed at the mans wrists and the gun fired into the empty sky, harmful to no one. He struggled as people took this as a chance to run, no one stopping to help or aid him in his struggle with the armed lunatic firing shots into the air. Suddenly, he lost his footing as the larger man took his right foot out from under him and pushed him to the ground. Shin could see the gun slowly, very slowly coming down to be aimed at him, and he would lose his life right then.
"I'm gonna die," he plainly said, knowing that it was then the end. The end of his short life of sixteen years. He closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable.
"Not yet!" a familiar girl's voice shouted, and Shin heard the man grunt as he presumably fell to the ground. The young adult male then felt gentle, kind arms lift him up from the ground, trying to pull him up and away from the scene. He opened his eyes and gasped. Aoi-chan!
He was up and about to run away with her until he saw out of the corner of his eye, the man had his gun pointed in their direction. Shin amazingly guessed the trajectory of the projectile quickly, and it was aimed for...
"No!" He quickly moved.
Aoi turned and had blood sprayed in her face.