It seems as if the times were flowing in a state of constant change. In preparation for an impending assault from the Arrancars. The Soul Society is in an era of transitioning. Now more than ever, powerful warriors are needed to step up to the forefront of the cause. The Gotei Thirteen as a whole, desperately searching for allies across the entire realm. Whether it be sneaky and deadly adversaries within the depths of the Rukongai, or simply the thousands of capable soldiers within their ranks. The Kenpachi Games had essentially served their purpose, the wave of inspiration and excitement flooded the Seireitei. New contenders for Captaincy were surging by the minute, and for the Raiken, Shizuka Hyouzoku. It was his time to take the mantle of a proctor, similar to his own proctor, Yū Nakamoto.
After branching away from 8th Division, with the reforging of his Zanpakuto. Shizuka was ready to settle down within Tenth Division, and resume his duties as a Shinigami. The amount of adrenaline pumping through his veins was criminal. For the first time in 9 months he felt…. complete. Re-communing with his own Zanpakuto, regaining access to his once broken Bankai. The times of dwelling on the past were over, now it was time to usher in a new era with-
Mid stride, Shizuka immediately perceived a signature instantaneously appear out of thin air. His immediate reaction, while concerned, seamlessly turned into nothing at all. For the signature was familiar, and gave off a sense of warmth and friendliness.
“Yoo, Captain Hyouzoku himself”
“Kojishi! What brings you here? I was on my way back to my division.”
Kojishi wastes no time, he digs inside of his shihakusho for a slew of papers. Handing the entire fold to Shizuka, as he stood there to watch him read. The Raiken scanned through every piece of paper, his interest piquing with each line. Burying his face within the photos and text that the papers encompassed, all to examine just exactly who this person was. As he finally lifted his face that was obscured from the papers, Kojishi would see a trail of blood trickling from the Captain’s nose. While he surprisingly still had a normal look upon on his face, upon wiping the blood away as if it never existed.
“Okay so question…”
what do you want me to do with this info?
Kojishi proceeded smack the Captain’s head with his fist, without worrying about his well-being
“Idiot! The Commander wants you to test her!”
“Ohhh yeah I read that somewhere in there. I’m sorry the photos distracted me somewhat.”
Shizuka began to soothe the side of his head Kojishi smacked, but also pondered deeper into the skills and capabilities of this Shinigami.
“Kisara…. Reizei, hmmm, vying for 13th Division…”
“The Commander felt you were the best Shinigami to test this woman, with your tasks being similar and what not. It’s imperative you bring out everything you got, you’re one of the few ones who fought the Arrancars from 9 months ago and lived to tell the tale. The effort to help bolster the World of the Living, is essentially at your behest.”
“Yeah, I’ll make sure she won’t get off easy….
With Kojishi’s Shikai, Haruichiban (春一番; “First Storm of Spring). A tornado enveloped the Captain, twisting and distorting the space inside this veil of wind. All until the Captain didn’t remain, his body now existing with the Valley of Screams.
The same tornado that enveloped Shizuka within the Soul Society, appeared once more within the Valley of Screams. Now revealing the Captain’s entire 6”7’ frame, as he stood on one of the multiple fragmented platforms within the realm. Vast and wide enough to give off the sense of infinity, with crevasses so deep they could hide the world’s secrets within them. Shizuka waited patiently, for what he expected to be an amazing display of two Captain class combatants duking it out.