Bleach - The secret captain

Yachiru - Criminal For Fun

It was a beautiful morning in the sacred lands of the soul society, the sun shined beautifully over the kyōryokuna mansions. I, Subete kyōryokuna, am the head of the kyōryokuna clan, a clan few in numbers and well known as close descendants to the soul king himself. My clans name translates roughly to powerful and the first names are chosen by a ritual at birth at where the new born is placed on an alter and the most powerful warriors in the clans family along with the father pray for their strengths to be passed over to the child, then the mother will hear a name from who is believed to be the soul king. This ritual was only held for close family in the clan as anyone unrelated to the clan was seen as unworthy. These names were seen as representations of a persons power, my Fathers name was Butsuri-teki ni kyōryokuna, which means physically powerful. My Father could lift things 30 times his own weight, all the names given out through the history of my clan have always lived up to the expectations, which is why everyone was shocked when my mother announced my name as Subete. My name, Subete kyōryokuna, means All Powerful.

I opened my eyes and came back to reality from the relaxed thoughts from within meditation, there was a gentle breeze pushing the beautiful golden leaves on the trees only found in the kyōryokuna clan garden. I had decided to visit my parents this morning, down in the mountains where they lie to rest.

  My parents passed 397 years ago due to a traitor in the clan, my cousin Koi Ni (wilfully powerful) wanted full authority over the clan and he believed the only way to do this was to kill the current head of the clan, my father. It just so happened that my mother was beside him at the time he went to execute his plan, they had no opportunity to fight back, after all how could they of known they were about to be cut down by their own family. That was when I walked in, the most powerful fighter in the clan, I was about 1,893 at the time, and still looking as young as ever. They say the higher spiritual pressure you have the slower you age, well it makes me wonder just how powerful I am, because even now at 2,290 I look just as young as a teen while everyone else my age looks old and worn out. My cousin was quite unlucky that I walked in on him that night because out of all the battles I've fought, I've lost non of them. Beating someone like him was Meer Childs play for me. He was sentenced to 800 years in the dungeon for the murder of 2,375 year old Butsuri-teki ni kyōryokuna, my Father and 2,371 year old Hinashima kyōryokuna, my mother.

 Not many people can enter my clans burial sight, not because its not allowed, because of the high spiritual pressures surrounding it that only those who's own spiritual pressure is strong enough to withstand hundreds of pure blood kyōryokuna spiritual pressures at the same time. Thats why no one tends to visit this place anymore, because with each death less and less people have the power to and end up weighed down by an immense weight that has left some even unable to move. However,  I have never suffered from this problem, I've never felt any weight on my shoulders, apart from that of grief which any normal person would feel in a grave yard full of fallen family members.

 I sat deep in thought for what felt like a short time when a voice called out to me. "Subete!" it was my brother Supirichuariti (spiritually powerful),  "Theres intruders at the mansion! Our men are being over powered" he said in a panic.

 "How can this be, the warriors in this clan are unrivalled in power. It must be one of the five great clans but, no they wouldn't, they know of our power. They're the only ones who know our power, to the rest of the soul society we are just a regular noble family but to the great clans we are well known. So why would someone send powerful warriors if they didn't know." 

Without another word I used flash step to get to the mansions within seconds, the sight was gruesome, blood everywhere but from what I saw there were no dead. My sights turned to look for who had done this and I saw some surviving men surrounding a single woman. My eyes widened when I realised just who it was, she had a big smile on her face as she fought just like the stories said, a merciless woman cutting people down for fun. The most disgusting criminal, Yachiru Unohana. I drew my sword and charged head first into the battle. 

"How dare you disgrace my family home with your sword" my superior skill with a sword seemed to throw her off at first since she was fighting at half strength against the warriors of my clan, but I wasn't like them as she'd soon find out. As the battle went on I found it difficult to keep with her fighting style, she would change forms with ease giving her the advantage. "everyone here is so weak" she uttered "apart from you, you can keep up with me. what fun" with every move she seemed to get quicker and quicker.

 "weak!?" my eyes filled with rage "I'll show you what it feels like to be weak" I said in blind rage. Without another second I let out the full extent of my spiritual pressure and the surrounding are filled with the screams of defeated warriors. My spiritual pressure was weighing them down, many shouting out for help as the pressure causes their wounds to get bigger. I was to focused in the battle to notice this, my only thoughts being on defeating my opponent, my speed suddenly increased while my spiritual pressure slowed yachiru down. She still had a big smile plastered on her face, it made me sick. I charged at her and attacked her, for every four strikes I blew she could now only counter two of them. A smile began to appear on my face "You've lost, Yachiru Unohana" I said as I went for the finishing blow. 

She smiled and pointed her finger at my head "Hadō number 1, Shō" my eyes widened, I've heard about this new technique called kido, said to be a game changer in battle, thats why I learned it. My smile grew bigger. "Hadō number 4, Byakurai" I chanted in retaliation to her kidō. I stuck my hand up pointing towards yachiru as our kidōs clashed. "I'm impressed, kidō has been around for a couple months and yet you seem to be quite familiar with it" I said with a smirk on my face. "hm, I could say the same about you, its strange really, you have the appearance of a Meer boy but the power of a master swordsman, and yet with all your power, you lack spacial awareness". 

My eyes widened "what do you mean" I shouted in disgust.

"Just look around boy, if I had to guess I'd say your this clans most powerful warrior. Well look around, your men are in a lot of pain, and I'm sorry to say that I am not the cause" she said maliciously.

I took a moment to look around, men on the floor bleeding out, unable to move." This isn't right, I saw non in this condition when I arrived." 

"Thats because you did this, in the end it was your spiritual pressure that did this. It would seem your men were better off without you." She laughed.

"No......." "NOOO!" I turned to attack her "I'll kill yo-" she drove her sword into my stomach. "yo- you bastard" I said with blood dripping from my mouth.

"Didn't anyone teach you, children shouldn't use bad language" she laughed as she walked away. "It seems this clans reputation was built off of lies, our battle was fun, but it Is now over".

I blacked out on the floor with a whole in my chest, hearing the faint screams of my brother, Supirichuariti calling out my name in, scared for my life. 

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I woke up , confused and disoriented but feeling no pain. My brother was sat on a chair next to me with a strange man next to him. "Supirichuariti.. who is this man, how am I alive?" I questioned.

"Haha" the man laughed "I am Tenjiro Kirinji, and you survived because I used my Kaido on you, the new form of kedō I created!"