Chapter 29: It's a Different Kind of Danger 5

All the other captains were in other dimensions and galaxies with their own duties. Captains Hitsugaya and Ukitake were delegated as reserves for further back-up. For the time being, they were directed by Head Captain Yamamoto to stay stationed at the Soul Society and obliged willingly.

Vice-Captain Sasakibe being 10 minutes late bursted through the room where meetings are held at. Everyone staring at him. It was more lax with him around. Goodness forbid you're out of formation when Yamamoto was around. Sasakibe admired this stoic aspect of his captain but also understood it wasn't fair to his comrades to demand this same treatment. He didn't mind either.

"Before I call this meeting to order, I'd like for everyone to know that the Zero Squad Captains are here."
Everyone nearly toppled over hearing the news. They turned around to find the silhouettes of the four of them.
Jushiro being the closest to them had knelt before them almost in reverence.
The others crowded and knocked Jushiro off his balance.
Rangiku ogled over the scraps of fabric in Shutara's back pocket. Spewing nonsense of how she desired to splurge her next paycheck on such savvy fashion.
Iba and Kirinji eyed each other down, seeing who was the most manliest.
Kiyone and Sentaro arguing over who loves Ichibei's calligraphy more.
"OUCH! THAT HURT!" Omaeda reeled back in pain when he so much touched the gel container holding Nimaiya's sword.

Over the frenzy havoc caused by their presence, Sasakibe veered to the lot wanting to resume order.
"These are the seated officers and lieutenants who are supposed to be protecting the Seireitei? Why can't they act their age?" the stout captain pondered to himself.
"Alright then, we've had our fun and-"
Two blurs appear outside of Sasakibe's vision, were they shinigami? What were they doing at a Captain's meeting.
They were wearing white, perhaps the captains returned?
"No, the hell butterfly would've told me in advance..." he thought to himself. It hit him too late. They weren't Captains, but Espadas.

They disappeared faster than a blink of an eye, Chojiro couldn't even warn about the attack by the time they did.
Stark swung his katana at Kiyone, her backside torn up.
Feeling powerless, Sentaro shouted her name, he held her as she blacked out.
"Growl, Haineko!" Rangiku released her shikai in reaction.
"Wait! Rangiku!" Toshiro ran up to her trying to reason. He had almost released his shikai when...
"You ain't got to worry about a thing dog. It'll all be cool real soon." Never having sounded more fearless, Nimaiya grinned in confidence as he grabbed the hilt of his sword, inching it out of the gel when Kirinji butted in.
"Put that thing back! You don't have to use it yet. I got this no sweat. Those two jalopy there? Don't make me laugh. I don't even have to use my shikai. Heck, I'll do it with my own fists, just watch."

"You've brought your bare hands to a sword fight? Thanks, that'll make defeating you all the much quicker."
Stark hacking and slashing at Kirinji the best he could. He was no master swordsman, but so much as a delayed muscle could spell defeat for Stark.
Despite having a larger range to strike the man, Stark still couldn't land a single cut.
"So, it seems you are competent. How fru~strating. Listen, bud. If you could, just tell us of Ginga Kokka and there won't be any casualties."
"Not much of a talking guy." Kirinji almost landed a roundhouse punch.
Stark stepped back a couple steps to look over at Barragan to see how he was doing.
He was still on his bony throne, lounging around seemingly waiting for something to happen.
"Barragan! What the hell?"
"A king doesn't budge for an ant, he waits to make his own moves." The self-proclaimed king of Hueco Mundo stated.
Stark got punched hard in the gut for looking away from Kirinji. He had a shit-eating smile, he wanted the Espada to look away once more for another blow to his stomach.

"Wait, you don't mean these little vermin do you?" Shutara questioned the 2nd Espada.
Each of her skeleton arms holding each of the 6 Fraccion under Barragan. Incapacitated. It's as if the Fraccion had no bones just made of jello, their bodies limp.
"They tried a sneak attack. You can tell how well that went." She tossed the 6 bodies at the ground in front of the "king".
He finally stood up, not saying one word.
Ichibei effortlessly materialized himself behind Louisenbarn, writing the kanji for "inept".
Barragan turns around to see that Ichibei is walking towards him.
"How can this be? You shouldn't be capable of this-"
"Hado number 42 Senzakuatsu." Inner Collapse.
He simply sauntered past the Espada, his hand in a persian red and licorice colored wraith-state.
Barragan spat up blood, much to his surprise.

Stark used Sonido to land behind Barragan. He opened up a Garganta.
"You can have it the easy way, or the hard way. The choice is yours." They were Starks last words before he stepped into it.
The Fraccion were pulled into the Garganta too. Barragan gave a death stare at Ichibei before retreating too.

Sentaro was finally clear to take Kiyone to the clinic.

TO BE CONTINUED...