Envy's Boy
03-30-2008, 03:59 AM
This is my first thread in the RPG section, so please bare with me.
Many believed Soul Society was where all souls that had been good in life went, but this is simply not true. Many of the souls of Rukongai are corrupt. Especially in the darker districts, where thugs, gangs, killers, and thieves spawn that prey on the weak. And the Shinigami of the Seireitei are to focused on the Human World to do much of it.
It could truly be sickening.
A fierce gale transpired through the 79th District, Kusajishi. Several large men walked the street. Arrogant muscle who thought they owned the place. They would be proved wrong soon.
"Medicine for sale!" a voice rang out. A cloaked, stooped man walked down the street. One of the thugs looked at him.
"So what you got, old man?" the thug stood before the man.
"Ohoho, just medicine from the Seireitei itself. But i'm sure such strong men would not need it." the pedeler said.
"Nonesene. We'll take your junk." the thugs ripped the merchants bag from him, tossing him to the side. "The Yukazura Syndicate apreciates the controbution!" one of the thugs laughed as they walked away.
The cloaked man lifted himself up. It could not be seen, due to the cloak, the smirk the pedeler had on.
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"So, what exactly did the bastard have?" one of the thugs asked to the others behind him.
"Well, let's see. We go...AHHH!" the thug carrying the medicine let out a curtling scream as he looked down, seeing a blade through his chest. THe blade began to pull back.
"The first mistake..." a voice behind the thug said, "...Was not killing me after taking the medicine.
"THe second mistake..." the pedler said, holding a katana in his left hand, "...was letting your guard down to check my wares." He lifted his freehand up to the hood of his cloak to push it down.
"And the third mistake..." Yuuseki Toboe examined, lifting Kashok Kiba, "...was raising a hand against an innocent person.
"Why you!" another thug charged, but did not get far as Yuuseki swung his sword in a wide arc to cut into the thug. Another thug charged, only to be gutted like a pig.
Soon it was down to the leader of the group and Yuuseki...
THe shinigami smirked as Kashok Kiba faced downward. The thug was obviously scared.
"P...Please don't hurt me!" the thug begged.
Yuuseki's lip curled in disatisfaction. "If you're pleading for your life...then you are already dead in my eyes." and Yuuseki made a quick end of it.
The 6th division shinigami examined his blade. Nothing damaged, just bloody. Removing his cloak, he used it to clean his blade. He sheathed his zanpakuto as he looked down at his handywork.
"Justice is served again. I pray that those that were harmed by these cowards will find some peace." Yuuseki said to no one in particular as he continued walking.
"Thank you." a voice piped up. Yuuseki turned his head to see a woman holding a child. The woman was dirt riddled, Yuuseki believed she lived in this ally that she piped out of.
"It is of no problem, madam." Yuuseki said. He looked down at the bundle where the baby was. He looked to see a half-dead thing. It's skin a mottled blue-grey.
Yuuseki sighed. "I am sorry for your child's death." the woman looked at him like he was insane. It was quite possible that the turmoil from this district had drvien this woman mad.
Yuuseki began to walk away into the cold night. Things never seem to change. Wolves will be wolves, the Poor will be poor, and Killers will always be killers. The shinigami lamented, walking into a sake bar. Half empty, he sat down and waited to be served. Just like my beliefes. I shall never let them change or waver. Justice will always be justice. I will live by that, until I am killed by hollow, human, or shinigami.
Yuuseki swore this to himself nightly like some ritual. As he drank the cold sake, he allowed his zanpakuto to rest easy, it's thirst for the blood of criminals quenched for now.
Many believed Soul Society was where all souls that had been good in life went, but this is simply not true. Many of the souls of Rukongai are corrupt. Especially in the darker districts, where thugs, gangs, killers, and thieves spawn that prey on the weak. And the Shinigami of the Seireitei are to focused on the Human World to do much of it.
It could truly be sickening.
A fierce gale transpired through the 79th District, Kusajishi. Several large men walked the street. Arrogant muscle who thought they owned the place. They would be proved wrong soon.
"Medicine for sale!" a voice rang out. A cloaked, stooped man walked down the street. One of the thugs looked at him.
"So what you got, old man?" the thug stood before the man.
"Ohoho, just medicine from the Seireitei itself. But i'm sure such strong men would not need it." the pedeler said.
"Nonesene. We'll take your junk." the thugs ripped the merchants bag from him, tossing him to the side. "The Yukazura Syndicate apreciates the controbution!" one of the thugs laughed as they walked away.
The cloaked man lifted himself up. It could not be seen, due to the cloak, the smirk the pedeler had on.
***************************************
"So, what exactly did the bastard have?" one of the thugs asked to the others behind him.
"Well, let's see. We go...AHHH!" the thug carrying the medicine let out a curtling scream as he looked down, seeing a blade through his chest. THe blade began to pull back.
"The first mistake..." a voice behind the thug said, "...Was not killing me after taking the medicine.
"THe second mistake..." the pedler said, holding a katana in his left hand, "...was letting your guard down to check my wares." He lifted his freehand up to the hood of his cloak to push it down.
"And the third mistake..." Yuuseki Toboe examined, lifting Kashok Kiba, "...was raising a hand against an innocent person.
"Why you!" another thug charged, but did not get far as Yuuseki swung his sword in a wide arc to cut into the thug. Another thug charged, only to be gutted like a pig.
Soon it was down to the leader of the group and Yuuseki...
THe shinigami smirked as Kashok Kiba faced downward. The thug was obviously scared.
"P...Please don't hurt me!" the thug begged.
Yuuseki's lip curled in disatisfaction. "If you're pleading for your life...then you are already dead in my eyes." and Yuuseki made a quick end of it.
The 6th division shinigami examined his blade. Nothing damaged, just bloody. Removing his cloak, he used it to clean his blade. He sheathed his zanpakuto as he looked down at his handywork.
"Justice is served again. I pray that those that were harmed by these cowards will find some peace." Yuuseki said to no one in particular as he continued walking.
"Thank you." a voice piped up. Yuuseki turned his head to see a woman holding a child. The woman was dirt riddled, Yuuseki believed she lived in this ally that she piped out of.
"It is of no problem, madam." Yuuseki said. He looked down at the bundle where the baby was. He looked to see a half-dead thing. It's skin a mottled blue-grey.
Yuuseki sighed. "I am sorry for your child's death." the woman looked at him like he was insane. It was quite possible that the turmoil from this district had drvien this woman mad.
Yuuseki began to walk away into the cold night. Things never seem to change. Wolves will be wolves, the Poor will be poor, and Killers will always be killers. The shinigami lamented, walking into a sake bar. Half empty, he sat down and waited to be served. Just like my beliefes. I shall never let them change or waver. Justice will always be justice. I will live by that, until I am killed by hollow, human, or shinigami.
Yuuseki swore this to himself nightly like some ritual. As he drank the cold sake, he allowed his zanpakuto to rest easy, it's thirst for the blood of criminals quenched for now.