She scrambled to her feet, although there was no way for her to defend herself after Aizen had shattered her blade, it would take at least a few hours to recover. She stumbled backwards and turned to run but a hand stopped her. Her eyes widened in fear at the owner of the hand, black haired with cold eyes, Byakuya. She had heard her father speak of all the captains, of Kenpachi's brute strength, of Hitsugaya's cold analytical approach and of Byakuya's sense of duty and hatred towards the breaking of rules.
Thoughts ran through her head, What should I do? Her gaze shifted from left to right quickly. If I move from here and he releases Shikai or Bankai I'm dead but If I stay here I will die by his sword any ways. She decided to at least try and run. She used Shunpo ramming into Byakuya knocking him off guard before sidestepping and running past him. Her breathing became shallow and laboured, she had never really used Shunpo much, and she'd had no reason to till now, it was the same with Kido although she was told that she had a natural talent for it she had never used it in real combat but now was as good a time as any to try it out." Carriage of Thunder. Bridge of a spinning wheel. With light, divide this into six! Rikujōkōrō!" A beam of light shot from her fingertips, splitting into six, and locked Byakuya in place she race through her mind for another Kido anything that might help in her escape. She thought of one and repeated it several times screwing her eyes shut with concentration and opening them as she span round to face them "Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat! Geki!" A red light enveloped them all but with a hand movement from a scary man, wearing what she hoped was a mask, whom she remembered was called Mayuri it vanished. Her legs trembled under the massive reatisu that was emitted by the combined captains and she fell to the ground.
A glint of metal caught her eye and she seized it up greedily and pressed it into her palm pushing her bloodied palm into the hilt and from the blood her blade spouted. She smiled, she couldn't have found a better time to find a piece of her shattered blade. She thanked god for her blades tenaciousness because as long as she had a piece of the blade, the hilt and her own blood she could regenerate it instantly although against thirteen captains she still had no chance of winning. All of a sudden The captains disappeared reappearing above landing blows on one of their own, she thought to scream out asking them what they were doing but when she saw her father smirking she knew it would be stupid, they were all under Kyōka Suigetsu's spell.
The captains seemed to cease their fighting and the girl they had been attacking fell from the sky. Hinamori. The name popped up in Shika's head Hinamori, her father's lieutenant. Shika rushed to catch the falling girl just as Ulquiorra had her. She dragged her behind the wall where she had hidden before and stared pitifully at the girl. She searched for the rip in Hinamori's hakama and when she had found where her wound was she readied her Kido hoping it would work. " Meiyu.." A pale light filtered from her palm and Hinamori's wound closed as the light faded.
Hinamori was still unconscious, as Shika sat in silence she couldn't help but cry. "Why? Why am I so weak! I can't protect anyone and all I do is hurt others" She hid her face in shame. "How come anyone I get close to dies?" Shika felt a warm hand brush her cheek weakly wiping away the tears. Hinamori smiled at her sweetly.
"That cant be true after all you healed me" She said
"You wouldn't be saying that if you knew who I was Hinamori-san" Shika sniffled.
"I would! Now tell me your name!" Hinamori pouted and Shika knew that Hinamori wouldn't let this subject drop.
" Y-you can call me Shika" She finally spat out the words.
"What a beautiful name" Hinamori sighed "I wonder what it means"
"It's a shortening of Shikagami meaning Death's Mirror" It wasn't Shika who had answered.