Bleach 10th Division Novels & Stories

“No, she’s reached the limit where it’s safe. If we take more, she could go into shock. I can’t do that.” Clara snatched the syringe from his hand and plunged it into my arm herself, forcing the full 1000cc out. “What are you afraid of? I told you I’ll take responsibility! My brother is the don.” Blood loss hit me hard. The world dimmed, I went limp, and two guards caught me before I collapsed. Clara glared at me. “Stop faking it. A little blood won’t kill you. I’m not Martin. I won’t be fooled by your act.”

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

Kate smiled and said, "Because you turn ten years old tonight, it'll be your first shift and the falls are safer to be rather than the hollow." "Does it hurt?" Oli asked and Kate sighed, "Unfortunately yes, but you'll adjust." "I don't like the falls they're too loud. They drown out everything." Oli said and Kate gave a slight smile, "We'll be behind the falls where it won't be as loud hopefully." she said and the two made their way to the falls. . . .

She did not understand why the Chief had said that. A pair of red eyes looked down at her shorter frame. "You will be a part of the Private Bleach case. I assume you have heard of Bleach." Her throat became drier and itchier than it already was. B-Bleach? The Legendary Greatest Swordsman? The Mysterious Werewolf Butcher? Amongst Commonerfolks, Bleach was some kind of twisted hero, a Vigilante that would rid the world of the diseases that were Werewolves.

It would be a pity to not use this privilege. This time the person sitting there was not Sam.And someone whose uniform's colour was Green. He had read from the manual he got with the map that ranks were separated into four main divisions.The fourth division they were in had clothes that were coloured Blue,it was the lowest division.The third division would have red coloured clothes as their uniform.The second division would have green uniform and the first division would have pure white uniforms which were coated with a material that would keep it safe from blemishes and splashed water.

Hence, worry and panic was inevitable. "I'm fine" Zephyr said but it was evident in his tone that he was far from fine. "Only a powerful sorceress is able to enchant the dagger and I made sure to kill every one of those leeches" Zephyr said, trying to divert Lucian's attention from him. "Could it be that she's a witch?" He added, referring to Bellona. "That's not the concern now, Alpha. You need to get treated immediately." Bile rose in Lucian's throat because of how worried he was.

Briella sat before her laptop, the dark screen glowing with a white dialogue box. [@]: “This is all I could find. Looks like it’s related to the Shadow Division.” "Got it. Thank you." [@]: "Be careful. Shadow Division’s no joke. I’m logging off." "Mhm." Briella closed the laptop and rubbed the bridge of her nose. Shadow Division... connected to Trent? Her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen—Iron Blade’s number.