The tale of Ichigo Kurosaki: The Rebel Leader

by Bagaudas

Ichigo and the rebels have escaped slavery, becoming a thundering force ready to shake Seireitei to its very core. As they try to survive long enough to do this; Ichigo searches for Rukia while fending off the constant forces of the Republic, he finds allies in such folk as ragtag gladiatrices, bandits and pirates on his goal to abolish slavery and conquer the Seireiteian republic!

21. Chapter 21

I DO NOT OWN BLEACH

Hey people.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed or who will review in the future! They really get me going, I mean if you put up a fanfiction it's really the only thing you want, as well as being recognized so every time one review is put there it really makes you feel happy, even if it's constructive criticism! Although I'm not the type of person to blackmail and hold my story off because of lack of reviews, but you know..they really get you going and motivate you!

The new Bleach chapter was awesome as usual! Ichigo's blut is really strong...And Haschwald is good, he was very odd. It seems like he doesn't want to capture Ichigo, like it wasn't a good idea. He didn't tell Bach about that shadow thing, so perhaps he allowed it to happen so he couldn't capture Ichigo, or maybe I'm reading too much into it =/

Aizen returned too! He messed up Bach's sense of time and actually saved Ichigo (Who's gotten hella strong by the way...) Love Aizen, hope to do a fanfic where he and Ichigo are allies, although it may have to be AU. I had many ideas for Aizen in this fic, in fact ones I was going to have Aizen be the rebels leader and Ichigo be his 'Main guy'. But Aizen being a villain seemed better suited IMO. Any ways, at the very end of the Bleach chapter, Juha just stopped and says "I'm come back for you, my son born in the darkness" all special like.

What the fudge?! Hurry up new chapter!

Any way, Renji will be in this chapter again Rei and he may or may not die, you'll have to wait and see! I have a very good plotline for him coming up, as well as Jackie and Chad. I don't normally like Renji (In the manga he seemed like an asshole at the very beginning, so first impressions I guess, but he's gotten better I can say that) but I will be doing him justice in this fic, at least I hope I do -_- He'll have good parts sooner or later.

I have loads of plots on my mind for later fics, so if I ever lose a bit of motivation for this one I'll start a new one and write this one whenever I can. (I won't be too long between chapters, hell a month at longest and everybody knows I can't do that) things like modern fics or normal fics will come up after this one, or during.

Any ways, let's get going!

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Ichigo lead the rebels through the forest, still wearing the legionnaire uniforms as they tried to find the nearest village. Ikkaku had gone North-west and said there was a small village, with a blacksmith, a stable, a butcher and all the things they needed at the moment. Of course, they had no money and the place was overrun by at least two-hundred and fifty Seireiteians, so they weren't going to waltz in happy-go-lucky and purchase goods. They obviously had to take the village by force, the fact that they wore legionnaire armour made it only so sweeter for the glorious propaganda that will spread throughout the Republic. 'Batch of soldiers take over a city, Ginrei needs to control his men' would be the headline on the newspaper if it was invented yet. But heralds and gossipers would be drinking this juicy information and belching it forth to all who would listen. Hell, they may even gain a few followers in the doing of it! Ichigo stopped, raising his hand to halt his men and stared forward, through the trees with his good eyesight, the village was there.

It was small, not as humble and modest as Ichigo had imagined it. There were more soldier than male civilians and more male civilians than women, with no sign of children. That would do well for Ichigo's already distraught conscience which ate at him every night, although very, very lightly. They were Seireiteians of course; Selfish, arrogant, cold and aloof, yet still human like he is...but far less deserving...which was his only excuse for his lack of caring whether they lived or died, that alongside justice and revenge. Ichigo slid his hand forward, motioning his men to press on slightly. The disguised rebels casually walked onto the road, playing it cool as they approached the village. Ichigo strolled up and the guards warily stared, the captain of the guard approaching Ichigo.

"What do you legionnaire's wish from our village?"

Ichigo smiled "We wish to spread the joyous news" He spoke "Ichigo has fallen"

The guards eyes widened "Truly? Do you speak the truth?!"

Ichigo smirked "I saw it with my own eyes, the man was blown to pieces by Praetor Ginrei" He spoke "It was magnificent"

"I remember the first time I laid eyes on Ichigo" The captain spoke, Ichigo cursed silently. This guy knew him?! "It was in the arena...years ago, six or seven I believe. It was when he fought Aaroniero, the Retiarius gladiator" The captain said "Even back then, the young age of sixteen...he was a better warrior than I, or anyone I have ever met" He spoke nostalgically "How such a man could fall..." He said, then looking at Ichigo "It's-" He stopped and looked into Ichigo's eyes, then they widened and Ichigo cursed loudly this time, before he could speak Ichigo cut him down, his gladius crashing across the captains chest, before kicking him to the floor. The soldiers quickly scurried to their feet and the rebels charged.

Crashing through the gates, the rebels invaded the small village ferociously, cutting down all the soldiers and anyone who would fight them. Most fled, which Ichigo had no quarrel about. They would not be staying in this place for more than a few hours and even if they did call the authorities, who would answer? The Seireiteians were bullies, Ichigo knew from...past experience back in his mercenary days, the times back when he fought for coin, not freedom.

Grimmjow slammed his elbow into a soldiers jaw before slashing the man's throat "Easy" He snarled, before kicking an oncoming soldiers ankle, forcing him to do a front-flip. Grimmjow impaled the fallen soldier before ducking under a strike coming from behind, blocking another with his shield before cutting both them down consecutively, then moving into the shops and such, robbing whatever he could find.

Ginjo...had softened up surprisingly, mostly due to Riruka. While he was still a vicious killer, unlike Grimmjow he didn't cut down anyone in his path, just soldiers and attackers. Kugo swung his head back before slashing a soldiers back with his Kopis. A Kopis was a foreign sword, the same size as a spatha. His old sword has snapped in two due to the blistering cold, the blade had gotten thinner as it got taller and one Kugo smashed it against a soldiers skull, it snapped in two. In fact, there were many foreign swords among the rebels know, Kenpachi used Kokuto's black steel Khopesh for an unknown reason, perhaps due to symbolism or the fact that the sword just looked very attractive. Stark used two Kukuri, a sword that curved inwardly, the same length as a Sica. Tatsuki wielded a Makhaira and Orihime a Xiphos, surprising enough.

Orihime...had grown. Mostly due to her admiration for the one girl she had once wished to be, Rukia. Of course he fell out of her love for Ichigo, romance becoming friendship but she never lost her admiration for the woman. To have...made Ichigo fall so much in love with her was awe-inspiring, to be that beautiful and kind, yet fierce and strong was rare and Orihime was rather jealous, but of course not disgustingly envious, no that was not in her nature. Orihime, she wasn't a fighter...yet, but thanks to Tatsuki, Ichigo and most of all, Rukia...she would be in time. To honour Uryu, to honour all her fallen friends and to honour her dear brother, who had fought to protect her during the battle of Karakura. Orihime wondered...was he still alive?

As the village was being torn asunder, Ichigo quickly moved up to the main hall were the leader most likely hid. Ichigo dodged a few strikes from oncoming soldiers but the village's fate was sealed, they were done for if they did not flee. Ichigo knew it would not always be so easy, that they would have to be crueller and colder in the future, that they probably couldn't leave much alive...but until that day, he would try to save as much as he could before he would have to kill them. Ichigo charged up the white steps, the building was a normal Seireiteian building, a large white parliament-like building with white stone columns and a large door. Ichigo threw down an enemy, the man crashing against each stone step on the way down as Ichigo made his way up.

Kicking the doors through, Ichigo stormed into the building and quickly saw four soldiers barricade themselves in front of the villagers leader. Ichigo ripped his tin helmet off and the guards realized who he was, the orange hair and the fiery glare, it was Ichigo Kurosaki no doubt. Gripping the helmet by it's horse hair, Ichigo lobbed it over and ran, the metal headgear doing it's opposite effect and crashing against a soldiers head, before the leaping Ichigo (Who used a table as a catapult) cut him down. Ichigo blocked an attack from the left with his gladius, before leaping forward and rolling across the wooden floor to dodge a strike from the spearmen. The spearmen thrusted his pilum forward, which Ichigo narrowly avoided, before grabbing the poled part and kicking him away, stealing the weapon. As the soldier cursed, Ichigo ducked and gave a twirl, tripping two of the three remaining soldiers up, slamming the spear on one before jumping and thrusting, the tip of his gladius poking and piercing the throat of the standing soldier, he then slammed his gladius onto the remaining soldiers spine, twisting and pulling, before ripping it out. He turned to the leader, glaring.

"Tell me everything you know about the Seireiteian's and what they are planning"

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Ginrei grinned, it was over! Ichigo was defeated. His son had been avenged and now it was time to celebrate. In his villa he had invited nobles all over the country to drink in celebration of the rebels defeat. A few Legatus' came, a Praetor too and other nobles like Magistrates, senators and Governors, alongside their wives. He had a special gift planned for them tonight, a feast for the eyes to feed their sexual lust as well as their blood lust. The many people who came here today would not be displeased with his offerings, in fact they would probably hail him to the high heavens!

First of all, he would have slaves in his small pool dance seductively, a mere starter for the visual meal they would endure. The women would prance and graze one another erotically, at the end they would all come close, touching and feeling one another, kissing and licking.

The main course...would be two slaves, the most recommended of slaves to simply take each other, wearing visages of the Gods. The male would wear a golden mask, the mask of the God of war and his body would be covered in golden paint, to show that he was no simple slave, he was a God tonight. The woman would wear the visage of the Goddess of the hunt, with milky white paint covering her skin with a small string around her hips, then moving down tightly in between her butt, then splitting into two pieces at either side of her womanhood, which would be covered by a white translucent limp cloth. On her back would be a thin cape that would drape behind her and across her chest would be a golden necklace, with golden rings on some of her fingers and toes, her dark hair would hang at both sides of her torso, beside her breasts.

These slaves were supposed to be the most entertaining, sexually wise. Apparently the male could make the woman come as much as he pleased. It was said in the letter that was given to him by one if his men just before they left. It was left on his desk when he was packing up his things, written rather elegantly despite the intent behind it.

As for the final offering, it would be blood. They would take P.O.W from the rebels and tie him up, in front of the whole crowd and simply cut pieces off of him, one by one until he or she died. A lip, a tongue, a breast...whatever the crowd desired! Ginrei smirked, this was what would make him Consul. Sadly, not everyone came to the party. Toshiro did not come, neither did Kaien, Byakuya or the two consuls. Only one Praetor came, the rest did not. Senator Ashido did not come either, nor did Praetor Haschwald. He asked Izuru Kira to come, in hopes of gaining the boy's favor when he became a praetor but he did not accept, opting to stay with his new Mentor Byakuya.

Bah! Fools if he had ever seen one any way. This celebration would eclipse all others, Seireiteians were nothing if not murderous and promiscuous, they would love this party more than any other! It would gain everyone's support, it would be something out of this world!

The room was painted with golden paint, the stone columns being white and the floor being marble tiles. At each corner of the room was a statue of a famous Kuchiki. In the top left, there was Senator Byakuya Kuchiki, standing and giving a heroic, proud pose. In the top right, was Tribune Sojun Kuchiki with his thumb and index finger covering his chin, in a thinking pose. At the bottom left was Ginrei himself, with his hand resting on his sword with a valiant glare and finally, in the bottom right was Koga giving a humble shrug (Due to his lanista status)

Ginrei turned to his body slave "Have the food always stocked and the cups always filled, I will not have any of my guests with empty stomachs, plates or cups. If they do, you will be whipped"

"Yes Dominus" The slave muttered obediently.

Ginrei nodded and strutted through the halls confidently and proudly, his smirk never fading as he barked commands to his slaves, trying to make the building in pristine condition before the guests arrived. As time passed, each guest arrived with groups of friends and lovers, whether it be wives or mistresses. Ginrei said nothing, they probably had more dirt of him than he did on them. As the slaves in the middle of the room pranced and giggled, Ginrei witnessed a man come over to him with a large grin.

"Well done on your dealing with Ichigo!" He commented "Shame the Consuls are not here, you truly deserve all the recognition in the world"

Ginrei smiled in false modesty "No, please I was just doing my duty as a Praetor of the Republic. Any of you would have if you were in my position, it was mere luck that the fool ran into the mountains" Ginrei spoke humbly. Of course it was just an act, fuck luck he was definitely going to be Consul.

The time passed, the women frolicked and fornicated and now it was time for the main event to take place, the thing that would wet the guests desires. Ginrei approached the middle of the room and bellowed "My friends, you have enjoyed my water, my food and my hospitality! I pray to the Gods...that you are sober enough to remember this event, which will blow your minds completely! Before we...punish the living rebels...I would have you leave on a lighter note...enter the Goddess of Hunt!"

The guests heads shot around and they saw two naked slaves open a curtain, revealing a petite, raven-haired woman lay there with a mask on, with jewellery on her neck, rings on her toes and fingers with a small cloth on her hips and a thin, small cape on her back. She lay on her side, resting on her elbow with a cup of wine, giving off an elegant grace despite her face being unseen. She turned to the crowd and slowly and coyly, placing two feet on the marble stone and standing.

"Enter the God of war!"

Once again, two naked women opened a curtain to reveal a lean, muscular man with golden painted skin standing there like a statue, his arms folded and his endowed manhood there for all to see. Ginrei gave a signal and the two approached one another slowly, hungrily. The man, as you may have guessed was not who he said he was, he was in fact Ichigo. The woman, was obviously his lover...Rukia. The two walked to each other, the room was silent except for some of the slaves playing very sensual music, low but still heard to set the mood. Each guest watched as Ichigo quickly pinned Rukia to the floor, not even knowing who the two slaves were.

Ichigo felt Rukia's soft thighs graze his hips and he licked his lips behind the mask, tracing his hand across her thigh slowly to get her going. His hand moved down slowly, manoeuvring his hardening member at her entrance, Rukia quivering with anticipation. This was probably the most erotic, exciting and by far the hottest thing they had ever done! Here they were, ichigo and Rukia, The Republics number one enemies ready to fuck in front of a large group, seen...but unseen. Rukia felt herself moistening at the mere thought. Rukia bucked her hips as Ichigo entered her, sliding into her damp core slowly and strongly. Rukia traced her hands across his abs as he moved his hand up her chest, cupping her breast and tracing a thumb across her erect nipple, slowly sliding in and out again and again.

Ichigo quickly rested on his knuckles, his head shooting up as he grunted in pleasure as he entered her fully, before pushing his hips in again, attempting the impossible feat of going deeper and deeper, Rukia's legs tracing atop of his, her calves squeezing onto his thighs as he pushed into her.

His pace quickened and Rukia's hands shot to his behind, squeezing it as he went faster and harder, Rukia cherishing every thrust he gave as the crowd watching in admiration. Ichigo grunted and Rukia yelped, before she knew it Rukia was thrown onto his hips, Ichigo gripping her shoulder as she lifting herself off and slid down as he thrusted. Ichigo's hands moved down her chest, squeezing her breast as her hand covered hers. The two lovers were in a passion-soaked euphoria as they kept fighting for the Dominate position, rolling across the floor as their hips rolled and thrusted. Ichigo was thrown over by Rukia and quickly squeezed her breast again, Rukia's head shooting back in gratification as her small moan echoed throughout the room. Ichigo caught some of the male nobles fixing their undergarments while the women crossed their legs, they were enjoying it almost as much as the two displaying it. Ichigo grunted, slamming into Rukia furiously as she squealed beneath her mask.

"Harder...faster...deeper" She ordered forcefully through whispers. Ichigo quickly obeyed and quickly grabbed her hips, resting on his knees and sliding into Rukia as hard and as fast as he could, growling animalistically as his hops crashed into hers, Rukia gripping the sheets tightly and gritting her teeth, letting out short, feminine and high-pitched growls and yelps to the crowd. Ichigo grabbed her two ankles, lifting them up and pressed them on his shoulder as he crashed into her, his throbbing, hungry member slamming into her deeply and powerfully, the crowd's eyes widening with the sight.

"The way he rams into her...like a wild beast...an animal untamed" A nobles wife muttered.

Rukia overpowered Ichigo, throwing him on his back and grinning as she placed two hands at either side of his head, giggling hungrily as she moved her hips down and up, down and up. As Ichigo's nails dug deeply into her butt, Rukia and his eyes met through the mask. Faint amber and violet colliding and they both silently agreed on one thing.

Rukia quickly rolled off of him and got on all fours, Ichigo moving behind her and rammed into her again. Rukia cried out, her body being covered in sweat as she rested on her forearms. Ichigo moved into her again and again, his member penetrating her, her soaking wet walls gripping onto him for dear life as he grunted due to her tightness. "Fuck!" He murmured quietly "Fuck!" He added again, a little louder. Rukia's breaths were now shaking as much as her legs, being ragged and filled with nothing but passion and pleasure, her butt raised even higher than her waist and torso, looking back at Ichigo as he delved into her, feeling her inevitable and no doubt powerful and intense orgasm racing it's way to her. Rukia knew she had to put on a show...she would show them how desirable she was..and how no man could ever tame her, all except Ichigo. As Ichigo's hips were moving as fast as they could, loud slapping noises alongside wet splats and cries of euphoria echoing the room, Ichigo grunted and whispered "It's coming Rukia... fuck it's coming!"

Rukia gave a coy smile "By all means- oh fuck!"

Rukia came, hard. Putting all the force in her orgasm, Rukia's juices came crashing out like a tsunami, covering Ichigo's pubic region, rendering it soaking wet as he gave one final thrust, his inner juices coming too. The large, thick and hot ropes filled her Ichigo roaring out as he finished. Ichigo panted and Rukia wheezed, he leaned down and whispered "You got...do the squirting thing?!"

Rukia giggled "I tried it for the first time here..."

As Ichigo and Rukia lay dormant, the crowd slowly stared in awe, before Ginrei slowly began to clap. Ichigo rolled his eyes and Rukia blushed slightly as every noble began to clap at their display, Ginrei laughed "A display to shock the heavens! You truly exceed your reputation!" Ichigo chuckled nervously, putting on a different tone, as did Rukia. "Please, use the baths and wash yourselves off, you deserve it!"

Ichigo and Rukia quickly escaped, moving into the baths and quickly hopping in. The people who had come to the party was the two of them, alongside Halibel, Neliel, Ikkaku and Yumichika. (In case the party wanted a more...similar display) Jackie had also come, to help save Renji as had Chad. They all waited in the slaves changing room, where they had been directed. (Ichigo and Rukia entered under the guise of the 'Entertainment' while the rest were helpers and guards)

While Ichigo and Rukia washed themselves off, not fooling around like they wished they were; Jackie quickly eyed the hallways and listened intently. Pressing her soft ear against the door, the noise of the room quickly reached her ear and she listened intently.

"Now...it is time for the final event...were we quench our blood thirst!" Ginrei spoke "We will take a rebel slave...and cut him! His ear, his chest, his throat or his tongue, we will cut him as many times as we can before he or she falls! I will send my men in to choose someone at random!"

Jackie cursed, the prisoners were kept down in the basement which was only a few metres away, but it was locked. Suddenly, the gate opened and Jackie quickly hid. She peeked around and saw...dear God...two guards holding an unconscious Renji, their arms hooked with his as they dragged his limp body to the door. Jackie wouldn't allow it to happen and pounced it, catching the two men off-guard. She twirled, crashing her blunt weapon into a guards jaw, then again into the others skull. One had died while the other was about to, Jackie quickly crashed the weapon into him a few more times, before cursing and dragging the bodies into the changing room along with Renji. She looked and saw that the rest of the rebels weren't there...probably speaking with the now dry and dressed Ichigo and Rukia...Good.

They would have stopped her if they had not been.

Ginrei was expecting a slave to torture and kill...if he did not get one their cover would have been blown. Kissing Renji's unconscious form one final time, she looked to him and whispered "My dear fool...I am sorry for this...please forgive me...but know that I love you" She muttered tearfully, her tears dripping onto his skin. As she gave one last peck...she entered Ginrei's main hall.

"There she is..the rebel whore!"

"Cut her up!"

"Slice her to pieces!"

Jackie did not cry, she did not weep or beg for mercy, all she did was accept it with a glare, but not before spitting on Ginrei's face.

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Ichigo finished getting ready, admiring himself in his new attire. He wore a brand-new, tight-fitting leather cuirass, which was a brown/red color with two steel serpents embossed in the torso. On the shoulders, it had a triple-segmented shoulder guard. The cuirass was backless, it only had two diagonal straps across his back, with small buckles here and there. His loincloth was new, it was a color matching his cuirass, with a new belt with a cloth sheath at the hip. He had leather bracers that moved and covered his knuckles, with a small strap over his palm. On his shins he had steel greaves, that were covered in matching leather with matching leather shoes. Under the bracers and greaves were fur padding.

Rukia, now wore a new dress/cuirass as well. She had a leather cuirass too, with grey/black fur covering her upper torso while the leather covered her lower. A red strap crossed diagonally over her chest, holding two red/black shoulder pads with tribal-like tassels on them. On her left arm, just under her biceps was a spiralling bracelet and on her neck, shown proudly was the necklace Ichigo once gave her. At her hip was a cloth sheath similar to Ichigo's with the very first sword he gave her, the gladius. Strapped to her back was a quiver with arrows, her bow was placed across her torso, like a strap. The string was over her chest while the wooden piece was tightly pressed to her back. On her left hand was a shield while on the right was a spear, made for fighting usage, then throwing (In which case she would then use her sword) strapped to her ankle was a dagger. Needless to say, Rukia had no shortage of weapons.

Grimmjow, who was waiting one mile away was also wearing a new outfit. He had two steel shoulder-pads, the two pads being covered in chain mail. At the bottom edge of each pad was a circular piece of bronze, there was another at the very centre of his torso. He had two small leather bracers with yellow cloth padding, along with steel greaves. His shield was held at his back with his sica at his hip. He had a brown loincloth, with strips of red leather coming from his belt.

Kugo wore two large shoulder pads, one with strips of red leather while the other was a large piece that hugged his skin. The two straps diagonally crossed his chest, with a smooth belt across his hips and a brown loin cloth and matching leather greaves and bracers.

Kenpachi had two shoulder-pads, both red/black with different straps. On simply went under his armpit, while the other crossed his whole torso. He had held his Khopesh horizontally across his back and his loincloth, bracers and greaves where all red/brown.

Tatsuki wore a green, ragged dress with two shoulder pads with beaded tassels covering it as well. Her sword was sheathed at her hip and she had a thick black belt across her hips with brown bracers, many of the women wore clothes like this now, except for Bambietta.

Bambietta had a red cloth covering her torso, except her midriff with a red cloth around her hips, like a knee-high skirt but with a slit coming up her left thigh. Her quiver full of arrows was at her hip, with her sica sheathed diagonally at her back.

In the villa, Ichigo finished getting ready, gripping his gladius and saying;

"Let's finish this"

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In the party room, Jackie lay there barely alive. She was strung up by a rope, one tied around her wrists, with two at each ankle. There were slices at each limb, with several chunks of skin ripped out and cuts of her once beautiful face, her hair was unevenly cut and parts of her mouth, such as a tooth were removed. The side of her cheek was pierced and she was bleeding heavily, if she didn't get medical attention soon..

Of course, the Seireiteian's didn't care! They laughed and joked in fact. Ginrei walked over with a sword, gripping Jackie's forearm and dragging the blade across it, before hooking his fingers with the skin and tearing it off, Jackie screamed out in pain as the nobles laughed, it was all a big game to them.

Suddenly, the front door fell to the floor. The nobles heads snapped and their eyes widened as the figure entered the room, one step at a time. The only noise was the footsteps as he slowly walked into the middle of the room in disgust, spitting on it. "What the fuck are you doing?" Ichigo hissed "Well?!" He snapped as no-one answered, too scared or shocked to even speak. His blade pointed to Jackie "How do you explain this?!" he demanded. The nobles, even Ginrei stared and silence suddenly filled the room, Ichigo sighed "I see...her life holds no meaning to you, am I correct?" He asked "So...if a single life holds no meaning, then I suppose that all of your lives added together, are of no worth"

They suddenly realized what he meant.

The rebels suddenly filled the room, at least forty in total. Unbeknownst to Ginrei, the whole villa guard had been silently taken care off by Kugo, Kenpachi and Grimmjow. Ichigo stared at them "Let's crush them"

The men quickly grabbed for any weapons they could but the rebels were too fast and cut them down. Rukia and her girls were taking care of the women, the raven-haired woman shooting her arm out and catching a noblewoman in a clothesline like attack before killing her, filled with seething rage at the torture of Jackie, who did not deserve...that! Blood seeped from the dark-skinned woman's wounds, like a river and she really needed attention soon.

Ginrei, being more skilled than some of his men managed to defeat two rebels before finding the door alongside four of his men. Ichigo cursed, cutting down his enemy before parrying an attack from a centurion, gripping the man's wrist and twisting it, before cutting the man's throat viciously. As the entire room was wiped out quickly, the only people who were left alive were the people who managed to flee. Rukia gasped, suddenly running over to Jackie and cutting down the ropes holding her before placing her hands over the deepest wounds and cursing.

"Stop...stop bleeding"

Rukia winced, trying to heal Jackie but the wounds were too deep and she had bled too long. Ichigo walked over to Rukia and sighed "Rukia..."

"It's okay Ichigo, I-I can fix it!"

Jackie coughed up blood, the red liquid shooting up and landed on the edge of her lips. Her breath was heavy, as well as wheezy. Rukia felt her eyes water, tears forming at the edge of her eyes as her hands quickly fumbled to stop off the blood "Rukia..." Jackie murmured, Rukia shot up and snapped.

"Don't speak!" She said "I'm trying to-"

"That's enough..." Jackie spoke "I won't last much longer...save your energy for..." She spoke, but went into another bloody coughing fit, forcing Rukia to wince and scoop the girl up in her arms "Rukia..." She said "I'm-" She coughed "In a lot of pain...I'm sorry for making you do this...but.." She began, before lifting her hand up, expecting Rukia to take it. The raven-haired girl's eyes widened, the violet ones meeting the dark-skinned woman's brown eyes. Rukia sat there, feeling an immense sharp pain in her heart, her heart pounding. Jackie's hands were shaking, waiting for Rukia to take it...and she did. As Rukia took Jackie's hand...Rukia's blade also pierced the woman's heart, as she wished it. Ichigo winced and Rukia let out a whimper as she quickly pulled it out, Jackie's hand going limp into hers.

Ichigo looked down, feeling ashamed of himself...if he hadn't had down this...How would he explain it to Renji? Or Chad..or anyone?!

But Rukia was blaming someone else entirely. She looked up, her violet eyes filled with a fiery glare that rivalled Ichigo's own. Tears were at the edge of her eyes and the violet orbs were filled with nothing but hatred, vengeance and bloodlust.

"GINREI!"

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Wow.

Rukia's out for blood!

Jackie died saving Renji, like she tried to do in the manga. Hopefully I managed to put her as a heroic type of character, which is what I had been gunning for. She was rather cool in the manga so I really liked her character and hopefully her death was good, which'll really help develop Rukia's character in the near future! Also, Rukia's packing heat ain't she? Bows, arrows, spears, shields, daggers and swords, wondering how she can carry it all!

Ichigo's just got one sword, that's all he needs.

Everyone's new outfit is on my profile, I don't know which ones do or do not work as they work for me so I don't think I can do much about it sadly :(

I'd look up Ichigo and Rukia's outfit because their cool, the rest is up to you.