The horrid shrieks of mothers watching their children being slaughtered was the only thing being heard in the Grand Stadium as the Prince, Tezcatlipoca, watched with a smirk of pure amusement etched on his face as each of them lost their life to the giant feline, Rune, an obsidian-colored Jaguar, with black irises on a pool of black sclera, who just shredded, devoured, and ran down each of the children with an unquenchable bloodlust. Unfortunately, this is how life has been for the formerly free Aztecs, for it was Tezcatlipoca who established himself as their ruler over a century ago. It is said that the child who is able to defeat the beast responsible for the near extinction of their race shall be granted it's powers, wisdom, and shall be known as the Ruler of the Underworld and the God of Death. but none have been able to do so in the past 100 years since the Prince recently came to power.
"Now, the son of Nakal and Kintolt!" The Demonic-Ruler shouted as the small boy shuffled forward, his hair matted to his face from sweating out of sheer terror, he was barely old enough to hold the small knife he was giving, being to scared to harm himself. His entire body shaking violently out of fear, knowing fully well that he would end up exactly like his tribe's youth before him.. The Jaguar laughed maniacally at the poor boy, but he disregarded any sympathy towards the tan 'soldier' approaching his death.
"You cannot be serious, Tezcatlipoca, the boy has no strength whatsoever, and he looks younger than the rest! Surely you have someone who shall be able to give me the slightest bit of a work out in some kind of sense!" Rune shouted up to his master, who merely waved his hand off at the beast, who turned to face his new prey again, mindlessly obeying his non verbal command.
"Heartless as ever.. Well then.."
Time appeared to start slowing down as Rune pushed off his hind legs at the boy, who froze, his entire body stiffening as he knew the inevitable was going to happen, he wasn't going to fight his "destined" death, but then everything went dark. He felt his hands and torso become covered by a splattering substance that was thicker than the layer of sweat that was previously on him, yet he felt no pain that the beast would have obviously caused to his fragile frame.
His vision returned with the only sight being red on black eyes staring forward lifelessly upward at him, the eyes that were previously held a certain insanity to them that could make anyone become uneasy of his gaze. The boy looked down at his hands to them covered in the Jaguar's blood, but his nails were elongated and black as the beast's fur., slightly starling him as he saw that there was fur, muscle, and skin stuck inside the newly acquired claws and in between his fingertips.
Silence...
That's the only thing that filled the stadium as everyone looked at the dead animal and then back to the boy, Tezcatlipoca's eyes were wide with fear.. He knew exactly what was bound to happen next, but he never knew it would happen so soon, he was a few dozens souls short of requiring the title this boy just took right before him..
Him? B-But th-that means he is...
"NO!" He shouted as he jumped down to the ground in front of the boy, his spear drawn.
"The God of Death, The Ruler of the Underworld is supposed to be MY title, not the title of a mere child! I am he who is feared, the true embodiment of what Death is, he who has sacrificed a thousand souls would have given me my birthright name of Mictlantecuhtli, now I shall prove it right here, BOY!" He shouted as he shoved the weapon forward, blood splattering all over the ground behind the Prince..
Wh-What?.. He stuttered out as he stared at the boy in front of him, who caught the spear with his left hand, with little effort and shoved his right hand through the Prince's chest. The blood began making a puddle under their feet as he finally dropped to one knee, staring up at the cold gaze of the Demon-Child, whose eyes were red on black, like that of Rune's, but there wasn't a menacing look to them, but of one who was meant to rule.
"Im..Impossi..ble.. The..G..God of Death..and R..Ruler of T..The Under..World..is not..m..meant f..for a..mere ch..child.." Tezcatlipoca stated before falling on his stomach in front of his killer. The quiet weeping's of Mother's holding their son's to their chests, mentally praying safe passage into the realm of good, into the Soul Realm.
"Your..n..name..pl..lease.." a shaky woman said from behind the boy, her tears still streaming down her face as she held her own lifeless son to her chest.
"I am..Mictlantecuhtli.." The boy whispered, however all those in attendance could hear, and the woman nodded as she walked over to him, removed the bone plate from the former Prince's chest and placed it on his, immediately resulting clouds to form above and it beginning to rain lightly, signifying a new ruler's entitlement.
"The God of Death, and The Ruler of the Underworld..is our new ruler.." She said no lighter than his previous whisper, and he stared at them all with surprised eyes.
Present time
Rayne woke with a start as a pile of papers dropped suddenly on his abdomen, though he felt as if someone struck his head as well, but that was from his celebration that lasted until the sun rose again.
"Ugh..Wh-What are the-"
"Well, I guess I should just call you the son of Kyoraku-Taichou now, huh?" Nanao stated coldly as she glared at the new 3rd seat of their division.
"W-Wait..What? Now that just made me more confused.." He replied as he sat up properly, staring at the somewhat large pile of papers in his lap.
"I won't have 2 lazy men in this squad, Kyoraku-Taichou already abandons his responsibilities, and I'll be slayed by a low-classed Menos before I have you doing the same, you got that?" She stared at Rayne with anger burning in her eyes.
"Oh..Y-Yes Nanao-san, I am so sorry! I p-promise not to s-sleep so late so I c-can get my work done.." He replied quickly as he bowed and got to his desk and began to read, section, write, file, and stamp the papers finished in the blink of an eye as he gave then back to a, now extremely surprised Nanao, who took the papers and read through them carefully.
"Why..th..thank you, Rayne." She replied with a slight blush on her face.
"Now what do I do for the time being, Nanao-san?" Rayne asked curiously as he cracked his back to straighten himself up, showing he was a decent amount taller than his superior.
"Well Taichou was mentioned he would like an audience with you, but he didn't say what it was for. Nonetheless, once he finished up I want you to go to Unohana-Taichou to practice your Kido." Nanao stated as she began walking to their Captain's quarters, finding said Captain already at the door smiling at the both of them.
"Wow, Nanao-san, he is already becoming an asset, ne?" The 8th division Taichou said calmly as he opened the door.
"Nanao-san said you needed to speak to me about something? I believe it is private, correct?" Rayne raised a brow, hoping that his question would be accurate.
"Ah yes, well it would seem Soutaichou wanted me to bring you to him personally, but I cannot for the life of me remember why." Kyoraku stated as he and Rayne began walking to 1st division after saying their farewells to Nanao.
At 1st Division: With Yamamoto, Kyoraku, and Rayne
"I heard about wht happened on your first day here, Rayne, and I must say to graduate from the academy earlier than Toshiro Hitsuguaya, and even surpass your own captain to settle on being only the 3rd seat..What are you planning, son?" Yamamoto's strong voice questioned 8th division's 3rd seat, who merely kept himself upright from the man's reiatsu, even if it was an act to not seem so powerful.
"Nothing at all, Soutaichou Yamamoto, I merely wished to not take away the role of Nanao Ise, so I decided to be Kyoraku-Taichou's 3rd seat, as I feel it would give me the respect I would like to have, but at the same time I wouldn't seem too strong for random shinigami to want to spar all the time." Rayne replied after a seconds thought on his answer, causing Yamamoto to open his eyes a bit.
"Ah, but you are stronger than most shinigami here, including most captains in only your shikai state while they could be in their bankai state, except for Kenpachi-Taichou, who you seem to be stronger than him without his eyepatch." Soutaichou replied to Rayne, who just nodded.
"And I can also sense you are withdrawing a substantial amount of reiatsu as we speak, would you mind letting it go for a moment?" Yamamoto questioned.
"Why I suppose so, but are you sure you could remain upright? Not to sound arrogant or anything, but I don't know how strong I really am.."Rayne looked upward into the eyes of the Soutaichou, slowly letting his reiatsu leak out by seeing the head captain's answer in his eyes.
One second his reiatsu went from that of a lieutenant, a captains, then it all came crashing down with Yamamoto actually having to use his cane for it's apparent use, to keep him upright was not as difficult as breathing, however. Rayne saw that Kyoraku was already on one knee gasping for air, and Yamamoto to soon end up in the same position, so he allowed them to stand, and relieve their lack of oxygen, by suppressing his reiatsu yet again.
"My, my, I had no idea.." Kyoraku stated with wide eyes as he looked towards his 3rd seat..
In 3rd divison...
"Well Well..It seems we got a lil' problem, eh Aizen-Taichou? Kyoraku-Taichou's new 3rd seat is a bit ova force ta be reckn with, ne?" A siver-haired man stated, getting off the ground he was just trying to keep himself up on his hands moments before the large weight getting off his shoulders.
"Yes..It would seem that the Grand Fisher project just also commenced, but Kurosaki can wait.. Gather up the specimens, I believe it is time to test out my hollowfication project, what do you say, Gin?" Soskue Aizen, Captain of 5th divison. said with a smirk as he also stood again.
"O' course, Aizen-Taichou, ya are tha bos aftah all!"
BAM! Yes I didn't upload earlier, but I really don't have much of an excuse other than school work and regular work!
I don't own bleach! Tite Kubo does.
I only own the OC's I put in this story.