Bleach Vice Captains Novels & Stories

Victor sneered, shaking the blood from his blade with contempt. Then, with a thunderous rumble, a motorcade rolled in. "Step aside, don't get in the way!" The crowd reluctantly parted, their discontent palpable. However, the sight of the impressive procession kept them from causing trouble. "Looks like we've got another one begging to die," said Victor with a twisted grin as he spun his blade and slid it back into its sheath. For him, killing was a twisted kind of fun. "Mister Kane, we've arrived," announced the old captain, opening the car door with a respectful bow.

What were these guys doing here? The voice came instantly. “What a surprise. To think we'd meet the thief.” Vanessa said, “She's even drinking away our money.” I ignored her words, and my eyes zeroed in on Joe's arm around her waist. It hadn't been up to a day, and they were already in each other's faces. Heat flushed to my cheeks and I looked away. “Captain, you shouldn't be around someone like her. And that's why I dumped her.” Joe's voice came and I felt so small.

Henry held it and looked at the Vice President's Neck and the Assassins neck. "It's indeed like the same person, So do you mean that it's..." "Yes,! It's Miss Scarlett Blaze!!"

Even though he still had that heavy clock hanging on his shoulders, he was shivering. ‘Serves him right for wanting us to go here,’ Ginika thought to himself distastefully. If there someone to blame for Balak’s death, that would be this captain. It was the Watcher’s job to kill the demons but, if this captain really care, should he at least sent more help? “What…what happened?” The captain stammered when he saw Balak, soaked in his own blood. “What do you think?” Vera asked coldly. She was on the gangway even before the boat could settle on it. “I want you to clean him up.”

The maniacal two face blonde bitch following out from behind her in a taunting manor. Causing shock on the boys faces while they see the once flirty blonde now with a creepy smirk aligning her face with blood trailing down her jaw. "Well, well, would you look here more food and the good looking kind as well" she said smirking at the new boys causing disgust to lace my features. "I hate Vampires sometimes" I mumbled crossing my arms over my chest a long sigh escaping my lips, causing the guys to look over at me. "Let me guess, crazy party massacre, just another new body or two in town right nothing to new" I said shrugging my shoulders while I stepped forward catching everyone off guard.

He immediately tried to flee. "You–When was the last time you even showered, you blockhead?" The shirtless guy ignored the other's last remark and responded, "I honestly can’t remember." He grinned and playfully wiggled his eyebrows up and down. It was the truth. Reese tried to break free from his grasp, but the former was far too powerful for him. "I'm the vice-captain of this team, Velasquez, and you know that I–" "Yeah yeah whatever.”

"Do you want us to take care of the cops boss?" Vlad remained silent for a moment, contemplating his next move, before answering Boris' question. It would be safer to have the woman detective killed, rather than let her continue on her current path. He had been somewhat curious about the cop that had been sniffing around his business for months. She hadn't posed a real threat before now, thus he had mostly ignored her investigation. He sensed in her an inherent goodness, which combined with the stubbornness of a bloodhound, would eventually lead her to the truth about him. Ordinarily he would offer a bribe at this point or find some blackmail material on the person that was annoying him. He

I ducked beneath his movements and drove a kick directly into his kneecap. He groaned in pain as his leg buckled and I slammed the butt of the rifle across his jaw, knocking him cold. I spun around, my weapon raised and ready to take down the third hitman only to find him already pinned against the wall by Captain Kael, who drove a knife cleanly through his vest. Dust hung in the air but through the haze, I turned my eyes toward Liam’s pod. Vance was leaning over the interface, his hands shaking slightly as he cleared the final line on the chemical injection console.

My fists clenched. What was happening? Joyce stared at them, her smile gone. Trevor spoke calmly. “Let me introduce you properly,” he said. “This is my wife.” The word echoed loudly in my head. Wife? My breathing changed. “And,” he continued, “the Vice President of Stone Crest Properties.” Silence fell heavily. Joyce’s eyes widened. “That’s impossible,” she said immediately. “She’s not even certified.” Trevor slowly turned his head toward her.

None of the guards dared to make eye contact. "I’m giving you one chance," Asher growled, taking a heavy step forward. "Tell me who ordered it, or every captain on this shift goes into the iron cells until the truth comes out." At the far end of the line, Captain Vane – a lean, scarred warrior from the eastern border watch—swallowed hard. His shoulders were trembling slightly, his eyes darting toward the door where Elder Silas and Nora stood. I noticed the subtle look instantly. I didn't wait for Asher. I walked straight up to Captain Vane, stopping a foot away from him.