In the Soul Society, within the Central 46 Compound the Head Captain Yamamoto Genryusai an elderly man with red eyes, a very long white beard and long eyebrows to match. With many scars on his torso and forehead, the two most prominent being a pair of long, perpendicular scars above his right eye. Due to a battle the Captain only has one arm, dressed in his standard Shinigami uniform, but the size is greatly exaggerated, he wears his haori draped over his back instead of wearing it. While standing he held onto his Zanapakuto which takes the appearance of a harmless wooden staff. He stood before Central 46, the government of the Soul Society, which is made up of 46 wise men and woman whos faces where hidden behind plaques with a number on it, as they talk towards the captain.

"This is energy the same energy as before Captain."

"Such a taboo, why has this energy been resurfaced?"

The Captain stayed quiet, as the members chided him over the most recent anomaly"The energy is still felt everywhere, why has there not been any sign?"

"You know very well, something like this was not to be allowed. Where is it?"

"You where to rid of this taboo years ago."

"Have you even sent out a search team?"

"How long will it take for it to be found?"

"Do we need to remind you of what happen last time?"

"You will put aside your feelings on this matter, find it and bring it here!"

"It is deemed unworthy of such life!"

"What is your course of action?!"

It grew silent within room, though having been in her many times this time felt much different, he felt as if he was being suffocated but he stood firmly as his voice echoed for all to hear.

"I have informed all the 13 court guards who have done the same to with their respective squads, scouts have been sent out in search of it. In both the Spirit World as well the Human world. If it is back and alive it shall be brought here."

Central 46 mummer amongst themselves, before they spoke"Though what of the Captain of squad 8, Shunsui Kyoraku? What of his actions on this matter?" They inquire of the Head Captain, who stood silent.

Captain Kyoraku sat in his office thinking back to that meeting he had with the Head Captain recently. Throughout the whole meeting he listen to him talking, inside he felt his stomach curing. As if knotting itself. He felt sick, the energy he felt was so familiar to him it never left him. He knew what Central 46 was talking about what happen in the past, a part of him he didn't like to think about it. He too was a bit baffled by this sudden appearance of the energy, he was sure that energy was gone.

He was there. He saw it with his bare eyes. A part in his past that still ached to this, no matter how much he drank nor tried to find other things to distract him. He did want everyone on high alert, though not for the reason that Central 46 wanted it. He had his very own, he knew that he would be watched carefully by the others to see his own course of action.

The wind softly blew as he was sure he heard someone calling his name softly. He shots up quickly looking around, but found no one. He goes back to his deep thinking disappointed. The screams he could still hear the screams. They echoed in his mind. If only he could have done something. But did not, he did not have the strength to do so, it was bad enough that he broke a law, and that was his punishment. Not even the old man before him could anything, no matter how close they were. Though an easy going captain. That was something he was not able to forgive his head Captain.

Keeping his fingers crossed that someone from his division would soon come up with some sort of information on the energies whereabouts. Once he found them, he would find a way to compromise with Central 46 to spare them. It was the least he could do.

He couldn't help but smile at how young he was when he first meet them, he just a child. But no one could forget such a meeting, nor such an energy imprint.

Picking up his cup that was filled with sake, he takes a few sips. Placing it back down on his desk. The cup resting on the desk was the only sound that was heard in his office. He wondered where they could be too. It was amazing though how the energy was leaking from both Soul Society and the Human world. Even so he would find it soon. He just knew it. Bringing a smile to the captain's face.

Elsewhere, the fallen winged girl was still out, as they rested. Her savior was tending to her wounds dabbing off the blood having to replace them with newer ones. Still the winged girl had not woken up. It was starting to worry them, she was starting to run a temperature. They knew their wounds where starting to get infected. If they only had healing abilities. They could do more, but didn't. Only little knowledge on how to deal with minor injuries. Cursing themselves for their low level. Once they finished cleaning up the wound, they re-wrap, carefully. They then go and with a wet cloth wipe away the teen girl's sweat to keep her cool as possible. As they did so, the door opens.

Alarming the one inside with the winged girl, they turn quickly afraid to have gotten got, but sighs in relief to see it was the other one who has been helping them. The newcomer comes in, they look down at their knocked out guest. Dumping out a few supplies they where able to get. It was enough to help the gril. Though not for the fever.

At crossroad, they couldn't take her to the hospital or anything. They could only imagine what would happen to her if they did so.

Inside the girl's mind, you where flying high above the clouds without a care in the world. The fresh air upon your face went through your hair, you loved it. The sun was shining bright. You dive down and come back up opening your wings as the air pushes you back up. Though you are different due to your wings, it didn't matter to you at this moment. You where free, that is until you felt a nasty sting on your back, which you screamed out in pain. You felt it again, and again. The pain was unbearable. The lashes hit you, making you fall out of the sky, as you plummet down to the ground.