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Rukia wiped the sweat off of her brow. She noted that Yumichika's reiatsu took a dip, she felt one of the enemies reiatsu disappear completely. She returned her gaze to the auburn haired girl in front of her. Both of them had their swords released, her adversary's weapon release, was a duel handed, but they were weapons Rukia was unfamiliar with. It was a weapon that had a bar where the other had her hands grasping and there was a dagger coming off the area around her knuckles. Rukia compared them to bladed brass knuckles.

Sode no Shirayuki was also released but she seemed to barely tiring the other out, in fact Rukia seemed to be the only one getting tired and injured. The girl, who introduced herself as Saika Imahori, had landed a few hits on her arms and one on her face.

Saika wasn't even breathing heavy. She was standing in a martial artist ready position ready to go into another parry. Rukia kept her eyes on Saika, looking for any exploitable weakness.

Saika seemed to be doing much the same, she had her head tilted and her bangs were in her face. She was the silent battler Rukia figured, she had barely uttered a word other than to introduce herself and and release her zanpakuto.

Rukia didn't mind it so much about the not talking, it was just that the other girl was so agile she couldn't land a hit.

Saika finally let out a long breath. "Are you truly a vice-captain?"

"Yes." Rukia nodded.

"Pathetic." Saika spoke crisply.

Rukia felt herself become annoyed with the girls aloof manner. Just as she was about to retort Saika spoke over her. "What division?"

"The thirteenth." Rukia answered.

"Hmm. So due to our rank you should be easily over taking me." Saika spoke airily. "I'm the third seat in the Demon Cell."

"Demon Cell?" Rukia asked.

Saika waved her hand. "Cells are much like your divisions. Our premier is the captain and our divisions are named for something about them. My Premier has made a contract with demons to improve her strength, hence the Demon Cell's name. Others are named in the same manner."

Rukia filed this information away, it may be useful, but she wasn't sure how, and she had to live through this fight in the first place. Saika was back into her fighting stance sensing the conversation was over.

They both moved foreword at the same time. As it was like last time they fought in close quarters Saika was easily dodging Rukia's strikes, and the auburn haired girl was punching and slashing. Saika landed a hit on Rukia's forearm, and at the same instant Rukia cut Saika's shoulder.

They both flew back. Saika looked distraught that she had been hit. With a scowl Saika leapt foreword slashing at Rukia. For her part, Rukia leapt back at the right moment and only the sleeve of her uniform had been cut. "Sho!"

Saika flew back a few feet. It was a low level hado spell that all shinigami with a shred of kido could do at any moment. Rukia's eyes widened as she realized that she may be able to win this after all.

"Damn brat. Didn't expect you to use Kido, and such a low level one at that." Saika mumbled.

Rukia kept her gaze even. There was no doubt that Saika was a former shinigami. Her robes were similar and only a full fledge, or academy dropout, would know what kido is and what level. Rukia nodded to herself a battle plan forming in her mind.

Saika stayed back longer this time. Yet she seemed to get annoyed with waiting around and shunpoed to a position behind Rukia.

Rukia whirled around just as the blade was about to plunge into one of her kidneys instead it left a deep cut on her side, and went across her stomach halfway. She pushed backwards an focused on keeping herself in the air.

Saika wasn't giving her a chance to recover, the girl was on her in a second the long fist blades she was using were coming at the dark-haired shinigami with impressive speed. She was having trouble dodging them more and more shallow cuts blossoming with crimson as the blades made contact.

She raised her fingers. "Hado number thirty-three: Sokatsui!'

The blast left her fingers hitting its mark in the chest, sending the girl flying once more. She landed gracefully, she shunpoed straight back to Rukia.

Rukia was ready this time. "Sokatsui!"

Once again the blast made contact with Saika. It didn't hit her chest this time but it singed her arm, the one that Rukia had hit earlier. It dropped to the ex-shinigami's side, hanging limply there. Saika didn't seem to bothered by this as she kept on punching at Rukia with her good arm.

Rukia blocked the attacks with her blade easily now. She was finally able to gain some ground. She pushed her foe back.

"Some no mai, tsukishiro!" She yelled causing the area where Saika hand landed.

Saika leapt out of the area just before the pillar of ice rose up. Rukia was waiting for that and shupoed above Saika. She sliced downward, through the back of her adversary. Saika crashed against the ground.

Rukia landed gracefully next to her. She knew that the blow hadn't been fatal but she figured that the wound would be enough to deter the girl to not move. Just as her second foot touched the ground. Saika jumped up her blade aimed straight for Rukia's left eye. As fate would have it Rukia's head was turned slightly so instead the blade cut through her cheek just past her eye. But the blade had traveled across her already damaged body leave a devastating cut across it.

It would appear that Saika was still able to stand, though she was trembling. Rukia not to be outdone remained standing as well, the two glared at each other. Saika's harsher than the violet-eyed shinigami's.

"Why?" Rukia breathed out.

Saika tilted her head. "Why what?"

"Why did you take him?" Rukia managed to sound threatening.

"Who that orange-haired boy?" Saika gritted out.

Rukia could only nod.

Saika's eyes softened. "Is he why you fought so hard? I don't know why he was taken. King wants something from him, but from the screaming I've been hearing it seems that the kid is being pushed to his physical limit. Whatever they're doing it isn't getting the result the king wants."

Rukia felt a gasp leave her throat. The two females collapsed to the ground at the same time. Rukia was still curious about the girl in front of her, it was a habit that Ichigo had that had rubbed off on her.

"Why did you fight so hard?"

Saika looked away. "For my premier. I finally made third seat and I couldn't let her down. Goro failed spectacularly. He was taken down in minutes." There was the barest of smiles on her lightly tanned face.

Rukia bobbed her head lower. There were dark spots dancing in her vision. She knew that the wounds that were dealt to her were fatal. She only wished that she was able to make sure that the rest of the team found Ichigo.

"I used to be in the forth." Saika said suddenly. She was leaning heavily on all fours whereas Rukia was laying sprawled out on the ground.

"Fourth division?" Rukia's voice was but above a whisper.

"Yeah, odd, right because of my zanpakuto's form." Rukia only raised her head. "Though my zanpakuto has an interesting power. It can be used as a physical weapon. But its true power lay with healing. Though it comes at a high price. A life for a life."

Rukia watched the other girl with heavy eyes. She was fading quickly. Though she could see Saika shove herself up. Through what appeared to be complete willpower Saika moved her lame arm to hover over Rukia. Is she going to kill me to heal herself? Rukia wondered.

Saika positioned her other blade at her heart. "Normally I wouldn't dream of doing something against Premier Hasegawa, and I may be an exiled shinigami, but I still have a heart, I'm not a hollow. Your devotion to the boy, and the strength you possess showed me the errors of my way of believing the Gotei 13 were swines."

With that Saika plunged the blades into her and Rukia. Rukia felt the heaviness and weariness dissolve into thin air, it felt like she was on a cloud. She opened her eyes fully, and only then did it dawn on her what Saika was doing. She was reviving Rukia but killing herself in the process.

Saika looked at her with a smile in her eyes, they were watery. "You owe me a favor. So my favor to ask of you is to save him."

Rukia set determination in her eyes. "I will."

Saika seemed satisfied with that answer and slowly slumped into the ground. Rukia could feel her energy slow down in her blades. It was odd, to watch someone die and feel their reiatsu fade away, god knows she felt it enough with Ichigo, but this was her actually feeling the life force drain out of someone. It was a truly grounding experience.

Saika removed her blade from Rukia's back with her remaining strength but then it fell limply to the side. "Just remember that you owe me that favor."

Rukia gave her a sad smile, and watched as the girl's eyes drifted shut. Rukia remained where she lay, she was no longer dying but she didn't have the strength to move. She looked at the face of the her former enemy. She was young, it was a shame she had to die. Rukia looked at the quickly clouding gray sky.

I will Save him. I was planning to in the first place. This just steels my resolve. She though. She wondered how the others were doing.

Renji dived to the side as his opponent sent a blast at him. The male was proving to be a challenge. Renji couldn't really figure out the guys power, they both were in their shikai, yet the guy's sword had powers that reminded him of a Quincy.

He swung Zabimaru at the male and watched as the blade was blocked easily. The blade closed back together. "Who are you?" Renji asked again.

The man shook his head, Renji growled in frustration, again the blade shot out projectiles made completely out of blue reishi. Renji wondered why the sword was so similar to that of a Quincy's.

"Seems you've realized my ability at last." The man said.

"Not that hard." Renji replied, glade to see that the man could talk.

The man shrugged, tossing his light brown hair out of his face. "To a lowly shinigami such as yourself I was worried that you wouldn't be able to make the connection."

Renji's eyes widened. "Lowly shinigami? What about you? You're a shinigami as well, maybe an exiled one but you still are one!"
The man laughed. "You think I'm a shinigami? You're so incredibly wrong. Its rather humorous."
Renji gritted his teeth. The man straightened himself. "I'm a Quincy."

"Yeah right. Like hell I'll believe that."

The man shrugged. "Why don't you think I am? Is it because I'm wielding something akin to your zanpakuto?"

Renji nodded and the man let out another hollow laugh. "That's the thing with shinigami they see everything in black and white. I'm a quincy so therefore I can not wield a sword. I'm not a shinigami so I can't wield a sword that changes form when released."

Renji was about to speak up. But the other man wasn't done. "While I'll admit your doubt is well founded, it still proof that shinigami are outdated."

"Outdated?" Renji cried, offended at the thought. "Wasn't it your race that was nearly wiped out almost 200 years ago?"
"Theres a key word in that sentence. I'll save you the trouble, it was nearly. While most of the Quincys are still licking their wounds and holding a grudge, I want to strike back at the shinigami and end them as the almost did us."

Renji blinked. "Aren't you working with shinigami?"

The man sighed. "They're ex-shinigami, and on a level you'll never come close to. Its even a surprise that you managed to take down two of our number. But of what cost? Both spiritual pressures that belong to your allies are weak."

Renji quickly sensed for the spiritual pressures belonging to the away team. He felt Captain Hitsugaya, Rangiku, and Ikkaku, they were easy to find sense their pressures were flaring. Rukia's and Yumichika's were harder to find but he couldn't tell much more than that.

The man watched, evidentially amused. "Your devotion is credible. Especially towards that brat. Wouldn't it make more sense to leave it, you didn't have anything to go on really."

He must mean Ichigo. Renji thought to himself. This bastard knows something!

Renji raised Zabimaru threateningly. "Where is Ichigo?" He growled out.

"Ichigo?" The man raised an eyebrow. "The brat that Premier Hasegawa and the others captured? We have him."

"Where is he?" Renji snapped.

"Someplace you can't get to." The man shrugged. "Though I hope that you told him everything you wanted him to know. The king has some nasty plans for him."

Renji felt his anger rise. This man knew something about his friend and he wasn't spilling. He was also hinting, that Ichigo wasn't going to be around much longer. He was threatening Ichigo, Renji couldn't stand it.

He leapt foreword with impressive speed bringing Zabimaru down and he was getting close. Just as he was about to hit the man, in a blow that would've killed him. The Quincy raised his blade and shot the "arrows" at Renji's fully exposed torso. They ripped through him.

Renji stopped his motions and slowly started to sink down to his knees. The Quincy looked at him with a mix of delight and displeasure. "Honestly being so rash will get you killed, if I haven't already. If you should survive, and if you ever come across me again, you should know the name of your killer. I'm Osamu Watanabe."

Renji collapsed into a heap. He was injured gravely, and he knew it. He wondered what Captain Kuchiki would think about him losing to a Quincy. He'd probably get another long lecture and then forced to do more paperwork than he already did .

He watched and Osamu walked away, he didn't even have a scratch on him He had splatters of blood covering his suit. He tossed his arm up as if saying farewell to a friend. "That, Abarai-san, is the strength of a vice-captain in the Neo-Gotei."

Renji let out a shuttering breath. Neo-Gotei? He wondered. He used his remaining strength to flip over and look up at the sky. The gray clouds were slowly coming together. Rain?

He hadn't thought that it would rain today, he thought about it being Captain Hitsugaya's zanpakuto, yet the small Captain's reiatsu wasn't flaring like it would be if he was using the attack. So it must be rain.

Rangiku had finished her fight quickly, the one who attacked her was weak, and seemingly unskilled. Though he had managed to get a few hits in on her, the worst of them was a gash on her leg. The man had almost fainted when she released Haineko. It didn't help that he was also a pervert and had commented on her assets in a lewd manner. Which ticked her off to no end.

She was shunpoing towards where she and felt Renji's reiatsu nearly disappear. She was certain that he captain was doing fine in his battle. Rangiku couldn't figure out their foes ranking system, there seemed to be huge gaps in their strength, she figured that Yuna, or whoever it was wouldn't send weaklings to battle with captain and vice-captain class. She could be wrong, but from what she could tell the strongest were either already taken care of or in the midst of a battle.

She reached the area where Renji's reiatsu was at its strongest. She gasped as she saw the fiery sixth division vice-captain laying in a pool of his own blood. His eyes were barely opened. She crossed the distance quickly.

Rangiku was shocked at how many wounds littered his body, and how grievous they were. She looked around, hoping that one of the fourth would suddenly appear out of nowhere. Unfortunately for her none did, Rangiku cursed to herself for not bothering to pay attention in the academy when the taught basic healing kido.

The only hope Renji had for survival was getting treated as quickly as possible, Urahara's shop was close, but it was to risky to move the red-haired shinigami. She sighed, she didn't have a choice if the tattooed man was to live to see another day.

As if someone answered her prayers there was a rustling in the bushes, and then emerged the former captain, the Flash-Goddess, and Tessai.

"Oh my." Urahara stated calmly. "Seems Abarai-kun met the wrong end of something."

Tessai was already using his kido to stabilize the shinigami. Rangiku let out another sigh, this time in relief.

Urahara turned to her. "What's happened? I felt a reiatsu similar to the one I felt when Ichigo was taken."

Rangiku looked up at the inventor. "From what she said, she was one of the group that took Ichigo. She and a small force attacked us."

Urahara nodded, as if he had already figured that much out. "Anything else?"

"I got nothing from my opponent. I'm not sure about the others." Rangiku replied, standing up. Surprised by how much better Renji looked, he was starting to get some of his color back.

"Kuchiki-san and Ayasegawa-san have finished their battles as well. Their opponents reiatsu disappeared." Rangiku explained.

Urahara nodded. "Yes, I felt both of theirs take a large dip, though it would seem that they're holding steady."

"Doesn't mean they don't need healing." Yoruichi stated calmly.

"True." Urahara sighed. "Yoruichi, can you go and bring them here?"

Yoruichi smirked and shunpoed off. She was back two minutes later with the limp body of Yumichika. She laid him down gently, keeping his back off of the ground. She disappeared once more, and came back with Rukia cradled in her arms.

"They had a number done on them." Urahara commented unnecessarily.

Rangiku nodded and watched as Tessai moved from Renji's now stable for to heal the woulds on Rukia who was in the next critical condition, since Yumichika was actually awake, just in a lot of pain.

Rangiku looked up suddenly as her Captain's reiatsu flared sharply. "He needs his bankai?"

"It would seem that way." Urahara mumbled. "Or he just wants to end the fight quickly."

Rangiku looked in the direction where she felt her captain's reiatsu. She sent a silent prayer that he wouldn't die, they still needed to find Ichigo. Behind her she heard the groan of Rukia as she awoke, and the shuffling of Tessai as he turned his attention to the burn covering Yumichika's back.

Toshiro Hitsugaya was not one to wield his power wildly, and release he bankai if it was not needed. Yet his adversary, who had introduced himself as simply Isamu, had forced him to. Isamu hadn't seemed that strong to begin with but as the fight progressed he was getting stronger and Toshiro was running out of energy.

Somewhere in their clashing of blades Toshiro had realized that with every physical blow he dealt Isamu absorbed it. So he had to release his shikai, not that he wanted to, but now since Isamu had called out his blade he was harder to hit at long range.

The white haired captain wasn't in the mood to drag this fight out. The others had finished theirs, one way or another, all but ikkaku. As their captain he should've been the first one done and taking on that blue-haired girl.

Isamu was waiting for him to make the next move. In their most recent of clashes Toshiro had gotten a lucky strike in, he had thrusted his blade into Isamu's right side, where the appendix was located. Which made him come to the conclusion Isamu had to be thinking about absorbing the strike, which made his job easier.

He would just have to make his attack numerous enough that the other man couldn't keep up with absorbing them. He briefly thought that Captain Kuchiki's Senbonzakura would be the perfect blade for the job.

The young Captain looked up as he felt the beginnings of rain land on him. The rain pelted his face. He allowed himself a nod of satisfaction. He would end this quickly. "Hyōten Hyakkasō."

Isamu looked at him confused, then at his shoulder where the first of the blossoms landed. Several more sprung up from various places on Isamu's body.

"What the hell is this?" Isamu cried.

"When a hundred blossom's bloom your life is over." The prodigy stated calmly.

Isamu only smirked at him. "You think killing me will get you anywhere? You think that you've limited our numbers? You're forgetting, we're waging a war against the Gotei 13, and if we need to kill that substitute shinigami, well, he'll be only the first of many casualties."

The last of the blossoms covered his face and Hitsugaya felt little pride as the reiatsu disappeared. Instead he was thinking over Isamu's last words. They really will kill him. We need to proceed with caution. He felt the worry that had been in his heart intensify.

He floated down to the ground, ignoring the tower of ice blossoms. He hadn't gone far from the area where the "Demon Cell" had appeared. He could still feel Ikkaku's and Yuna's reiatsu, the two must be going at each other.

He increased his pace over to the clearing where the two were fighting. As he neared the clearing he felt the reiatsu of his vice-captain and the other three's grow stronger as well. He made a beeline towards them. As he reached their little vantage point he saw that Urahara and his gang already there.

The former captain of the twelfth was fiddling with some strange device. He seemed to be trained on the battle, Toshiro spared the battle a glance, only to see if there was a clear winner.

Ikkaku's shihakusho was covered in blood, at first Toshiro thought that all of it was Ikkaku's blood so he quickly turned his gaze to the premier of the attack force. She seemed to have various cuts on her body as well.

They look like they're even. What's with that axe? I can't tear my gaze away from it. Toshiro thought, the sound of battle has ceased.

Yuna spoke angrily. "You're strong. You deserve your rank. To bad you don't see the falsities of the Gotei 13. I shall end you like the filth you are."

She raised her axe and was taking long deliberate strides towards Ikkaku, who wasn't moving. What is this power? Toshiro thought, he was trying his hardest to tear his eyes away from the axe.

In his peripheral vision he saw Yumichika's face pale, the normally composed man had a look in his eyes that betrayed all of his secrets. It seemed that he to was unable to tear his gaze away, but not because he was looking at the axe, but because he was looking at Ikkaku's unmoving form.

Yuna was closing the distance rapidly. Her expression was calm, uncaring, though in her eyes danced an anger. She was in range now and she hefted her axe above her head.

Just as the axe was about to come crashing down on Ikkaku's skull the man who had blocked Renji's initial attack against the premier appeared next to her. She let the axe swing harmlessly pass Ikkaku's head.

She turned her russet gaze onto the newcomer. "What do you want Osamu, can't you see that I'm in the middle of something."

"Forgive me for my intrusion." Osamu gave a long bow. "Premier Hasegawa, we must retreat. We are out numbered!"

Yuna scowled. "So?"

"We must fallback for your safety." Osamu's head was still bowed. "Do you not feel the proximity of the other Gotei 13 members?"
Yuna looked up. "You're right. We'll just report to the king that the mission is a failure."

Osamu blanched. "Premier?"

"It is. Don't deny it. We were sent to eliminate the advance force of shinigami so they do not locate our hostage." Yuna growled. "However, we've done enough here. We showed them out strength. They won't attack us without careful planning. Which we'll know either way."

The premier returned her axe to its katana form. She gave Ikkaku a solid glare. "Madarame, right? We have a score to settle next we meet. After I kill your captain of course."

Yuna turned on her heel and sheathed her sword. She proceeded to snap her fingers and the red-violet door appeared. She walked through it, as did Osamu after giving Ikkaku a harsh look.

Toshiro was pleased to find that he regain his movement. Urahara's device was making an odd sound. He turned to ask what the it was doing.

"What-"

"Its scanning the portal." Urahara answered.

Toshiro shrugged and did an evaluation of his team. With Tessai healing their injuries they were beaten up but not in danger of dying. Ikkaku was the worst off, if only for the simple fact that he hadn't been healed. The white haired captain wasn't injured, he was tired.

Urahara put the gadget away as the door vanished into thin air. "I know the wave length of the door. I finally have a place to start to get you into their world. I was right as well about the Hueco Mundo anomaly, that's where the door leads to. Their wave length synced up.

Toshiro nodded, a small smile gracing his lips. He was one step closer to saving Ichigo- Kurosaki, he mentally corrected himself. His Vice-Captain approached him.
"You alright, Captain?" She asked him, motherly concern in her voice.

"Yeah, a little tired." He shrugged. "But a lot better now that we're one step closer to finding Kurosaki and aren't going into this battle blind any longer."

The strawberry blonde nodded. She remained quiet as she watched Tessai heal Ikkaku. Her captain was in a better mood than he had been in the morning, and she was happy everyone survived. She had to laugh as she watched Yumichika worry over Ikkaku, though the feathered man was covering it up with insults and harsh tones.

End of Chapter 6 and the small skirmish. I had no idea how I wanted to end this chapter. So this seemed as good as any. We get to go back to Ichigo next chapter, which I'm off to write now!

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