Heh, heh, I should be studying for finals, but here I am writing a chapter for Hidden Soul Reapers. Don't get me wrong, I love writing, but I also like not having bad grades in school. But anyway, let's get down to business. I have been getting A LOT of hits from this story, plus a bunch of people visiting the story. I am so freakin' grateful, I could all hug you right now! Well, actually, maybe not, but that's beside the point. Thank you so much, I thought I wouldn't get any people to read this! I also corrected a bunch of grammatical errors in my previous stories so maybe people will like it more, IDK I'm talking too much, as I've said before: On to ze story!

Ryoko and Rangiku raced to first division, as did many others. When they entered the main part of Seireitei, it was in chaos. Lesser soul reapers ran in all directions, carrying out orders to strengthen defenses and other responsibilities.

They walked to the first division doors and saw Renji standing with the others.

"What's going on?" Rangiku asked touching Renji's shoulder.

"Matsumoto! There you are, we've been looking for you!"

"That's great, but do you have any information on the situation?"

"About 50 minutes ago, Mayuri Taicho's division picked up a series of strange spiritual pressures coming from the south part of Seireitei," Rukia filled in, "Five lesser squad members were sent out to see the spiritual pressures' owners. When the group came to the scene, they were ambushed and killed, except for one who was severely injured that called for back up. He is now residing in fourth division barracks, being healed. His prognosis is not good. There is a strange spiritual pressure signature that is making the healing process near impossible."

"Did he give a description of the attackers?" Ryoko asked.

"He said that they didn't have faces," Rukia said, a little disbelieving.

When Rukia said that last sentence, Ryoko was swept up into a flashback.

It' was damp in the cold, dark forest. Ryoko and her partner, Umeko, leapt quietly from the branches, high in the trees. They were on a mission to kill. They were the people who stopped problems before they started, if they failed then it would go to the hands of the Onmitsukidō, unless it was too confidential for them to take part in.

Rustling was heard behind them. Ryoko held up her hand for them to stop. Umeko and she crouched on the branches of a tree, and waited. Suppressing their spiritual pressures they waited in their dark hoods to see the culprit. Nothing seemed to be following them, most likely just an animal. Green eyes met blue and a silent communication went between the two and they set off, but right as they leapt, each of them was grabbed by cold hands. They turned their heads to meet two faceless beings holding them lightly.

Ryoko kicked the being hard in the face and began to fall as it let go of her, grabbing its face in pain. Right as she past a branch she grabbed it and pulled herself up pulling part her zanpokuto from one of its sheaths, ready to fight in this precarious setting. Umeko was struggling to be released from her captor, so Ryoko jumped and used her short blade to cut one of the creature's hands off, grabbing Umeko's wrist as she fell from its grasp.

"Still feisty I see, Ryoko," teased a voice from the shadows.

"Akio, we weren't expecting you to come to us," Umeko said calmly, "No matter, it makes it easier, to kill you that is."

She suddenly disappeared in flash-step and grazed the shadowed man's neck right before one of the faceless beings grabbed her.

"Umeko!" Ryoko yelled lunging forward.

"Ha, it won't be that easy to get her back," the man named Akio said, dodging gracefully away from Ryoko's blade.

"Ryoko, escape!" Umeko said frantically.

"No!" Ryoko snapped back, "I can't just see you taken away."

"Rash as ever, Ryoko," Akio taunted.

"You used to be a good man, Akio. What happened?" Ryoko asked sadly, while trying to slash Akio's throat.

"Things change, Ryoko. You can't seem to understand that." Akio explained, as he blocked Ryoko's blade.

"I understand things change, but why did you have to?" Ryoko yelled, tears filling her eyes, but she would not let him see them fall.

"You tell me," Akio whispered appearing behind her, plunging his sword into her back.

"Ryoko!" Umeko screamed.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you," Ryoko coughed as she fell quietly through the branches.

As she fell to the ground, she wondered who she said that last statement to, Umeko, or Akio.

Rangiku shook Ryoko hard for the second time before Ryoko came out of her trance, tears in the corner of her eyes, and holding her chest gasping for air.

"Ryoko! What's wrong?" Rangiku asked with concern.

"I-I know the person who is trying to infiltrate Seireitei."

Everyone stared at Ryoko until Shuuhei asked, "Then who is it?"

"A corrupted man, named Akio Ishikawa, who was one of my closest friends, and who captured my closest friend," Ryoko responded shakily.

"He kidnapped Umeko?" Rangiku questioned, aghast.

"Yes," Ryoko answered with a tear rolling down her cheek, and a blank look in her eyes. She didn't think she would have to face the horrid memories again.

"Oh, Ryoko," Rangiku cooed, hugging her tightly, "I'm so sorry."

"No need to fuss over me, the captain commander is coming," Ryoko said with no emotion in her voice.

Just as she finished saying her sentence, Yamamoto opened the door and bellowed, "Officers of the ranks fifth seat to captain, report."

I'm going to end it here because, well, I can't think of anything else to write :P

Hope you liked it, I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, because I'm an evil, evil girl who likes to see people get hurt, emotionally and physically ^_~ I'll be seeing you next time... right? Bye!