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Chapter 2: The Explanation and the Silver Haired Teen!
It was a boy and he looked a bit too happy with being dead. He was walking toward them, just as calm as could being with a small smile on his face; in the middle of the night.
The boy looked to be about as old as they were, maybe a bit older. He was just as tall as Huey, and had unkempt hair style that reminded Huey of that guy Sasori from that show Naruto; the only difference was his hair was completely black. His eyes were black, and he wore a plain white t-shirt, blue jeans, and white shoes.
Huey could felt a slight pressure increase with each step the teen took to get closer. The unknown boy was smiling warmly enough to them, but the rest of his face her held an impassive look, though his eyes held a gleam of interest in them.
The boy stopped just six feet away from them as Huey's eyes locked onto him while he and Riley took up fighting stances.
"Howdy there, Plus people" the boy said cheerfully with a now huge smile, hands in the air.
"Niggas, who the hell is you?" Riley questioned impatiently while he and Huey were still in their stances.
As if the boy's smile was never there it fell. Huey and Riley tensed and were about to attack when the boy spoke in a tone that seemed to make the very air neutral and impassive.
"The one with the afro," he spoke as he turned his eyes to Huey, "I'm impressed it takes quite some time to use the Back-Hand Fist style effectively in combat, but just that stance shows how much you worked at it. Nice." He nodded respectfully while he turned to Riley.
"And you." he said pointing toward Riley, "Using the Galen style in its second form mixed with Street Fighter's style; difficult, but not helpful in battle, unless you're fighting someone of a similar style." He concluded, nodding sagely to himself as he crossed his arms.
When they blinked in confusion he was gone and a Chain hog-tied them all together. They heard chuckling behind them as they turned toward it, and were shocked to see the boy there in a crouching position showing that he had tied them with his Chain of Fate. He then slowly rose, still chuckling as he looked toward them and spoke in a dismissive tone.
"Know your place and don't demand or defend until it is called for. That should be one of the first lessons of discipline." He said as he then disappeared again, the chain dropping around them while he reappeared back in the spot he was before.
"You should have been polite and asked with some manners befitting the young ladies and gentleman I think you are." The boy said in a cheerful tone with his huge smile back in place.
"So if we may ask" Huey said cautiously, "Who are you?"
"My name is Traban Kensei Tousen, pleased to meet ya." The boy, now known as Traban, said lazily with small wave.
They relaxed a bit at the point of him not killing them, and exchanged names.
"So, is there anything else you can tell us?" Huey said after they relaxed.
"Well, I'll explain everything basically so take a sit cause we'll be here a while." Traban said and gestured toward the ground while he stood. They did as they were told and listened intently to his explanation.
"I've explained the Plus, so I'll explain the Earth Bound Spirit thing a little more." Traban said as they nodded.
"You see an Earth-bound Spirit, or Jibakurai, is a spirit who is not able to leave the World of the Living that easily because he or she regrets leaving something behind. For example, if the soul is bound to a place, he or she will stay at this place and refuse to pass on to Soul Society. An Earth-bound Spirit is more vulnerable to Hollows, as being bound to a certain area prevents them from fleeing as far as a normal Plus, and means that the Hollow would only need to search in a small area to find them."
"So, what's a Hollow?" asked Jazmine.
"Well, all Plus souls have a chain connected to their chest known as the Chain of Fate, as time passes by and they aren't sent to Soul Society via Konsō this chain erodes by growing small mouths that eat away at itself." Traban started as Jazmine and Cindy made disgusted faces, "This process is painful and starts out slow, but each erosion becomes more violent than the last until finally the chain is completely gone. At this point, the soul's body disperses into spirit particles and then reforms nearby as a Hollow. The body usually forms first, followed by the mask, unless the soul resists, in which case the mask might form first. There are other ways to force Hollowfication, such as prying open the hole in a Plus' chest by force. Another process of becoming a Hollow is by being attacked by a group of Hollows, and transform into a Hollow immediately afterwards."
"So how do you know so much about this?" Cindy asked Traban as the boy chuckled sheepishly.
"I was quite the Bleach fan… in "life". Also, I did much study and training in spiritual stuff, so my sensei had me learn this stuff for that training."
"Alright, nigga what the fuck is a Soul Reaper then?" Riley asked.
"Soul Reapers are spiritual beings that are responsible for regulating Souls between the Human World and the Soul Society. They act by sending Pluses to the Soul Society by Konsō and they are also responsible for fighting and purifying Hollows with their Zanpakuto. Some Souls have spiritual power which can enable them to enter the Shino Academy to become Soul Reapers."
"Zantac-toe, what's that?" Jazmine and Cindy asked in unison as Traban shook his head with a small chuckle.
"Zan-paku-to. Zanpakuto are the trademark weapons of the Soul Reapers. They're capable of cutting spiritual bodies; they are amongst the few weapons which can be used to combat Hollows. Each Soul Reaper carries a Zanpakuto, and each Zanpakuto is unique: as the swords are both reflections of a Soul Reaper's soul and power, and sentient beings unto themselves. The Zanpakuto's name is also the name of the living spirit that empowers the sword and lends its strength to the Soul Reaper who wields it. These beings can vary greatly in appearance and have their own distinct personalities which match their owner's. Normally, the Zanpakuto spirit can only be seen by its wielder. Otherwise, they dwell in their own "inner world", created within the minds of the Soul Reaper who wield them. As such, each Soul Reaper's inner world is drastically different from another Soul Reaper's and is unique to them. A Zanpakuto's spirit can bring its wielder into its inner world, though Soul Reapers can voluntarily achieve this through simple meditation." Traban said, and then stopped as he had to catch his breath. After a few seconds he spoke again.
"A Zanpakuto's shape and abilities are based on their Soul Reaper's soul. Once a Soul Reaper learns his/her sword's name, they are able to communicate with one another and grow stronger together. Zanpakuto are born with their Soul Reaper and they die along with their Soul Reaper. Soul Reapers use them in battle as a reflection of their heart. When released, they can display a vibrant power. They are one with the Soul Reaper, and they share a Soul Reaper's conviction. Another term for Soul Reaper is Shinigami which I'll use sometimes." He concluded.
"Wow" They all said at once as none of them would have though the simple, unkempt, and lazy looking boy would really know so much. Traban gave a sheepish chuckle as he sweat-dropped.
"Anything else?" Traban asked them kindly.
"Yeah", Huey stared with a raised eyebrow, he was still amazed the guy had and gave so much information, "You keep saying Soul Society, We didn't really watch or read Bleach, we just gone the game for Wii a couple of weeks ago, can you explain?"
"Why certainly, young Ichigo." Traban said like Kisuke Urahara, though the joke was lost on them.
"You see the Soul Society is the afterlife also called the "spirit world". It is meant to correspond to Heaven or Nirvana in Human belief systems. It is the place where most departed souls and the Shinigami live." He explained in a relaxed tone.
"Thanks" Huey said as Traban nodded.
"So, what now, brainy-ass nigga?" Riley asked impatiently as Traban shrugged with a sigh.
"You can wait here, or come with me." Traban said calmly as Huey raised a brow.
"And where are you going?" Huey asked as Traban was about to respond.
"Nowhere! And nobody move!" a voice shouted out behind them all.
Everyone, but Huey and Traban whipped their heads around to see who else joined the party that was their death. The reason Huey and Traban didn't turn was because they could feel him before his shout.
A teen much like them was jogging toward them. But, unlike them he wore the standard Shinigami uniform, but with a different color scheme. This consisted of a blue under-shirt, a white shirt with blue stripes, blue pants, white socks and sandals. The front of the robe-like shirt was opened, exposing his chest and tattoo, and tied it with a rope belt. He also wore a pair of fingerless black gloves that covered most of his forearms. The tattoo was the number "69". He was a tall, slightly muscular teen with sharp features, short light-gray/silver hair and brown eyes.
"Looks like the student caught up with me. I should have known." Traban commented nonchalantly as he turned toward the jogging boy.
"You were running from him? Why?" Huey asked with a raised brow. This guy Traban didn't seem like the type to just run from someone without a reason. In fact, he seemed like the type that wouldn't do something without a good reason.
"Well I would have let him Konsō me, but then I had sensed you all here." Traban stated while shrugging his shoulders, "I just thought I'd save him and Soul Society the trip of tracking you guys down. Who knows, maybe he'll get a reward out of all this?"
"I finally got you!" the silver haired boy said in an angry seriousness as he eyed everyone, "Now, all of you, come along peacefully."
Before anymore could happen the eyes of the silver haired boy and Traban widened at what they were sensing. Huey and the others felt like the very air around them was being heavy. The boys brought two girls together into the middle a protective circle. Traban, Huey and the silver hair boy stepped forward to challenge what was lurking in the darkness of night. The boy then spoke as he grabbed the handle of the generic katana on his back.
"Names?" He asked as he looked at them from the corner of his eyes.
"Traban Tousen" Traban said in all seriousness as he took up a stance.
"Huey Freeman" said Huey in an equally serious tone as he did the same.
"Kensei Muguruma" the silver haired teen, that was named Kensei, said while they awaited the enemy.
"Ha, that's my middle name." Traban said off-handedly as Kensei's eye twitched.
"That's so nice to know." Kensei said with sarcasm in his voice.
Traban shrugged his shoulders. He then jumped into the air twirling his chain full-speed as a black claw was slammed where he once was. Kensei drew his sword and stab the claw, causing the creature that was attached to it to scream out in pain.
The creature came out of the darkness and stepped into the light of the full moon. It was a lion-like monstrosity. Its face was covered with a monstrous looking white mask. Its fur or whatever you could call that was as black as the shadows it was hiding in. It let out a primal roar that rattled the trees nearby.
Before it could attack again Traban's chain was around its neck tightly. The other end swinging downward, toward Huey and Kensei. They knew instantly what Traban was planning to do. They caught the chain and waited for his signal. When he landed on the other side of the beast he said the one word that would end its life.
"Pull!"
And that they did. The chain brutally severed the head from the body. There was no bloody, awesome light show. No, it just simply disintegrated, but not before crying out in absolute pain and agony.
"Boy, oh, Boy", Traban said lazily as if drained of all energy, even though he was standing there stretching, "That my young friends was a Hollow, and a very weak one at that."
"He's right if a Chain of Fate can kill it then it was most likely E to D-class." spoke Kensei nodding as he sheathed his sword.
"Kensei you need to Konsō them now before more, much stronger ones, show up. You'll need to alert your superiors too, won't you?" Traban said as Kensei's eye began to twitch again.
"Fine, but don't tell me how to do my job, brat." Kensei agreed snappishly.
"You're an Academy student; it's not your job yet anyway, kid." Traban snapped back as he and Kensei got in each other's faces.
"Well, it's going to be in five more years!" Kensei replied as Traban scoffed.
"Wow, isn't the Academy only six years long?" Traban said, the sarcasm nearly palpable. Kensei and him stopped as they both sighed in unison.
"Yes, but more on that later; let's just get you all to Rukon."
At this Traban nodded, but everyone else was nervous. They had never been Konsō before. What if it hurt or something bad happened.
The first to step forth was Huey. He figured seen he'd never been dead before either that the previous thoughts didn't matter, and hell, he'd give anything a try at least once. But, he still needed to know.
"Goin' hurt?" he questioned.
"Nope" Kensei and Traban said as one with the former looking annoyed once again.
Huey then stepped up to Kensei. Kensei then unsheathe his sword. Huey's friends tensed and were about to attack when Traban raised a hand and gesture toward Kensei, who took the sword so the butt of the sword was facing Huey. It then started to glow a calming white. Kensei pressed the butt of the sword to Huey's forehead. Huey was suddenly engulfed in the white light and the next second vanished. This process was then repeated until only Traban was left. Traban glanced at the tree and then the shadows under it as he sighed, and spoke.
"So Old Man Yama still in charge?" he asked Kensei as the latter looked a bit surprised.
"Yeah, but how do you know that?" Kensei questioned suspiciously.
"I know a few people who've been in Soul Society awhile now." Traban answered glumly.
"Alright. See you around, Traban Tousen." Kensei said as Traban nodded.
And with that Traban was Konsō.
Kensei now being alone sighed and looked seemingly at the tree.
"You two assholes can come out now! And you too, Sensei." Kensei yelled hotly at the tree and then the shadows below it.
A second later, two boys in the same clothing as Kensei jumped out of the tree. Both with long blonde hair, though one's hair was straightened down his back, while the other was as if he'd just stepped out of a Hair Salon. Then a middle aged man stepped out of the shadows of the tree as if it was his front door. The straight blonde spoke first.
"He knew we we're here the whole time." He said lazily referring to Traban as the blond next to him nodded.
"Indeed, Shinji, it is most worrisome that he could sense us, much more even you, Sensei." The pretty boy said as the Sensei nodded thoughtfully.
"Quite well put, Rose, but I believe he and the Afro-head one will make great Shinigami once they are properly trained. Kensei, you will go and collect them from the first district." The sensei said in a stern, yet calm voice as Kensei nodded.
"Yeah, but those girls were total cuties, Kensei… and you didn't speak to them. If I didn't know any better I'd think you were like Rose here. Are you?" asked the straight haired blonde named Shinji.
Rose didn't even bat a pretty little eyelash at his friend questioning his sexual orientation. They knew it was true, but still hung out with him. They were two his truest friends and he didn't care if they joked about him playing for the other team. Besides even still that everyone at the Academy knew the girls still loved him more than Shinji, and that was revenge enough.
"No. He can swing that way if he wants, but not me. Besides, those girls had guys already. I could tell." Kensei said in a calm voice while shrugging his shoulders.
"Alright you three, that's enough. We all need to get back to the rest of the class and head back home. This Konsō lesson is over. Now move it!" the teacher said yelling his last command.
The three students jogged quickly down the street, leaving their teacher behind as he stared at the spot the group of souls had been. He sighed and shook his head.
"There're going be changes… I just know it." He said while disappearing in a blur, as if never there.
IN RUKONGAI:
Seven teens to the bright light of day and a town bustling with life. Or at least the closest thing to it. They were about to ask Traban where they were when Kensei showed up. With his arms outstretched and smiling warmly he said the thing that gave them a new place to call home.
"Welcome To Rukongai District Number One!"