Bleach Squads Captains Novels & Stories

“There really is no one impressive here,” Dragon King Bast stated as his sword sliced through a Noble as easily as cutting through tofu. “I knew he said he will make sure this place is left almost unguarded, but this is incredible,” Captain Hafiz muttered as he watched the disciplined legion of warriors beelining into their path. While he spoke calmly, his rioting aura and the violence being radiated in his eyes showed his eagerness for war. He was not the only one expressing such deathly intent. Every member of the Sun Squad was ready to go wild, their eyes gleaming just as dangerously as their captain.

A voice came out, causing a hush of silence in the room. Out of the shadows, stepped the least person I expected. He looked way different from how I knew him. And this was the second time I was seeing him today. Jason Myers. What was the captain of the hockey team doing here? In a place surrounded by such men? The fat man's face had instantly turned white. “Mr. Myers. I didn't know she had an affiliation with you.” He stammered, instantly letting go of my hair. Jason's eyes narrowed, “Now you do, and that hand…” his gaze zeroing on the man's hand.

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

I said, not wanting to prolong this as I am getting hyped that my wish has been granted. Cairo and Benedict stood up and saluted their heads at me. I nodded before I turned my attention to the Commander section. I picked Connor, Bricks, Howard, and unfortunately, Morris Highgate. For the captains, I need to pick ten. I picked the other seven Captains that are capable of leading their platoons. The last ones are Colette, Inkstone, and lastly... "Captain Iris." "What?" His Majesty said, panicking. "General Rachelle, are you putting the Princess of Oakplain in the line of the deathbed?" he said angrily.

With two squad captains there, they were having no problems taking the monsters out. "Squad B3, take out this monster while I support Captain Wood." Captain Steps said loudly. They quickly answered and immediately switched on their targets. "Hey, are you doing okay? That guy must be almost tired already." Steps said. "Yeah, one more strike and I will be able to kill it." Wood answered. The situation gets lighter as the defense troops slowly trim down the number of monsters. They are starting to work together as a whole to finish off the remaining ones. "Heh, not bad. It didn't take them two hours to finish off that many monsters." Pulte delightfully said.

Like a basement, or the wall of a tomb. * * * Everything within Veil Bashu's Situation Room seemed suspended in time. Most of the duty staff, some eight people in all, stood with hands on heads. First Sergeant Hailey Muller, backed by Corporal Aturo Bonsky and a squad from D Company 2nd REP, had them covered. The noncom was a big man, so big that the submachine gun looked more like a toy than an actual weapon. Captain Simon Olmsted III stood to one side, tried to focus his eyes, but couldn't quite make it. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Muller was in charge.

All of the rules were made by the strong. He was afraid that David would become unhappy and kill him, so he quickly showed his loyalty. “My name is Silver Face, and I am the captain of Red Flame Mercenaries. From today, Paul will be the deputy captain of Red Flame Mercenaries. I hope you can respect him as next time, there will be no mercy if a situation like this were to repeat itself! Does anyone have anything to say?” Neither Scarface nor the dozen or so people behind him dared to speak. Obviously, he was shocked by David’s slap.

the squad leader barked, cutting him off. The squad leader's voice cut through the air, sharp as a knife, before he swung his hand, delivering a stinging slap to Levi's cheek. His face was a mask of frost, his presence chilling the room as he thundered, "Who do you think you are? How dare you insult Mr. Cole? Mr. Cole is General Lynch's friend, making him a VIP at our Drunham City military base! You're really pushing your luck, mouthing off about Mr. Cole. Looking for trouble, are you?"

The monsters would overwhelm them, a relentless tide of fury that would leave no room for individual combat. Captain Jian, his face a mask of grim determination, clenched his jaw, his teeth grinding together in a silent roar of defiance. He was the leader of Vermillion City's knight squad, a veteran warrior who had seen more than his share of bloodshed. He was one of the few remaining captains who had survived the initial onslaught of the monster attacks, a testament to his unwavering courage and tactical brilliance. "Do not fear!" he roared, his voice a thunderclap that echoed through the ranks. "Although the number of enemies exceeds our expectations, they cannot come at us all at once! Fo

Kalen thought, he found it funny. “Good morning, comrades.” He finally greeted with a smile, in a reserved and respectful manner. “Good morning.” Zayn also greeted while maintaining his poker face. This was not the Tiger military division where he could ignore others without any repercussions. Since when the A. I first announced their arrival initially, the knights, in the room already stopped their activities as they all curiously looked at their new squad mates. “You are both welcome, I Knight Captain Hull, I’m the leader of this squad.” A bald-haired man, with a round face answered with a wide smile as he stood up.