New Life, New Beginning | Sequel to the Misfortune Champion

18

"The class one felon, Kuchiki Rukia, shall be confined on death row, and twenty-five days from now, shall be put to an end in the Central Court. That is Soul Society's final decision." Byakuya said, as Rukia sadly look down at the ground, and nodded.

"I understand..."

Byakuya left and walk down, and stops when felt two persons behind his back. "Pretty calm back there, 6th Squad Captain-san. Exemplary, exemplary." Byakuya turns around, looking at the two new people, one of them sitting on the panel, and the other one leaning against the wall.

"So calm even though your sister's gonna die. That's the 6th Squad Captain-san for ya. A shining example of a Shinigami." The one with white hair said.

"Don't be ridiculous. The only Shinigami scared of dyin' is pretty much just you and the 9th Squad Captain." The one with spiky black hair said.

"What? Really?"

"Two Squad Captains appearing without their adjutants, what do you want with me?" Byakuya asked coldly.

"That ain't nice, 6th Squad Captain-san. We heard your sister's gonna be executed, so we were worried you might be depressed."

"It has nothing to do with you gentlemen."

"There's no way you'd be depressed, right? For noble families, criminals are obstacles, after all."

"Oh? I didn't expect a commoner could comprehend the subtleties of the aristocracy."

"That ain't true. I've always been pretty considerate. Whadda ya say? While I'm being considerate, want me to go to that criminal of your sister and lop off her head for you before the execution?" The black hair man asked, smirking devilishly.

"I didn't know. One can cut off a head with just your skills?"

"Want me to try it on ya?"

"You want me to let you try it?"

Suddenly, both of them disappear and Byakuya look atop of a roof, seeing the black hair being wrapped in fabric, struggling to got out of it, yelling and shouting while the white one grabs the fabric and looking at Byakuya.

"Hey, dammit, Ichimaru!"

"Give him a break, 6th Squad Captain-san."

"Let me go, bastard!"

"I at least didn't mean to make ya mad."

"Let meh kill him! Lemme kill him!"

"Well then, say hi to your sister for me."

"Dammit, hey, Ichimaru!!"

Byakuya look briefly before walking away.

Tessai got back to the ground, and adjusted his glasses. "Heave ho." Tessai greeted, surprising Jinta.

"YOU WERE OKAY, Tessai...-san?"

"Okay my rear. My glasses are in critical condition!"

"In other words, YOU'RE uninjured, right? Whatever. Even if they're broken, you should keep 'em on. The Owner's drawn his sword out and it's getting interesting. Miss this and you'll regret it."

Urahara clean slices a large rock in half, Ichigo dodging it and smirks. "Pretty good for such a skinny sword!" Ichigo said.

"Uh-oh, I got complimented. But that won't make me take it easy on you!" Urahara replied, before comically swing his sword around at Ichigo, who runs away.

"Just the way I want it, dammit!"

Ichigo turns around and draw his broken Zanpakuto at him, but Urahara managed to got his left head and knocked his Hollow mask away. "I guess I should show you the true nature of a Zanpakuto. Okiro, Benihime." The sword began to change, and becomes more a lot like a real sword, shocking Ichigo.