Bleach Vice Captains Novels & Stories

Ezra received some claps after saying that; even though his face grew flushed, he still smiled at everyone with his usual bright and cheery smile. It will make you smile too if you look at him. That's the kind of ability he has. I didn't even notice that I was already smiling from ear to ear until Mitch nudged me with a teasing smile on his face. Why is he teasing me? Shouldn't he be teasing Ezra instead? Coach Alfred also smiled at the turn of events. "Now that we've decided on who'll be the next captain, we also need someone to become the vice-captain of the team." Mitch and I looked in Dwight's direction, who had just got back on his seat.

When the brief battle was over, the captain walked up to Victor, "You were especially brutal today. Had one of those men harmed you?" "Captain, is there any possible way we could not talk about this right now?" Victor asked through gritted teeth. Captain Tane nodded, but looked at the mangled bodies of two of the dead and back at Victor. He thought he saw Sylvia’s eyes glimmer with what he could only think of as aggression before she returned to being only Victor. What have these people done to make her that vengeful? He wondered, Am I ever glad she’s on my side now. "Let some of the other men handle this next one, okay?" Her eyes flashed again and it made him shudder just slightly, but Vict

The casual, arrogant captain vanished, replaced by an aura of pure, unbridled hostility. Liam followed his gaze. "Jaxson? Who is that?" "Marcus Vance," Jaxson growled, his voice a lethal, animalistic whisper. Liam stiffened at the shared last name, but quickly realized the coincidence. "Marcus Vance? The captain of the New Jersey Phantoms?" "The guy who provoked the bar fight two weeks ago," Jaxson said, his dark eyes fixed on the rival captain with a terrifying, violent intensity. "The reason we are in this fake contract in the first place."

“We’ll fix it.” Fix it? Zane moved, footsteps fading and returning. He dropped into the chair, and then the pop sound of something open slipped into my ears. Then I caught it. The scent of vanilla. Sweet. Cold. “Ice cream?” I asked. “Just follow my instructions,” Zane said, “okay?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, Captain,” I corrected. A few seconds, Zane said. “Go ahead.” I leaned further, and surprisingly my tongue found the base of his shaft.

He watched me for a long moment, those icy blue eyes studying my face like he was trying to figure me out. The silence stretched until it felt uncomfortable. Noah had stepped back into the kitchen, pretending he wasn’t listening, but I knew he could hear everything. “Alright,” Cole said finally. “There’s something I want you to look into. I have a feeling Damien Holt, that captain from Ridgeview, has a secret relationship with Marcus Vale.” I frowned. “Who’s Marcus Vale?”

Bianca said and everyone moved their head’s around to see where she was speaking from. “Thank you, Bianca.” Alex said and sat down. “From everyone’s observation of Alex, do you agree with his opinion?” Master Carlos asked the audience. “I have to agree with Alex too because we all saw that he was the best candidate for vice-captain but unfortunately Alexis stole that position.” Max the captain from the War Squad said confidently. “Why does it seem like you are all against her?” Madam Lee said angrily. “Why are you getting emotional?” Wyatt’s voice rang through the room.

“Fine.” Vice stood and went to the door to the hallway, opening it admitting two female officers in plain clothes. He could see Aaron further down the hallway, on his phone. The policewomen showed their badges to Vice, and to Victor and Mirage as they moved into the room. “Sergeant Amelia Reed, and Constable Joy Philips,” Sergeant Reed introduced herself. “We spoke to Vee-jay Mason?” “Vee-chay,” Vice sounded it out for her. “But I go by Vice.”

I look at him with a frown… Where was this going? “I was 20 when I assumed the role of Capo, and by then, the war with Las Vegas had reached its peak. It started with the murder of my parents and ended with the burning of the Muratori family line. My men were sent to Las Vegas to take out the men responsible for the latest hit and ended up murdering everyone. They took it upon themselves to wipe out the clan before I even had a say in it. The actions of my men were not my doing, the murder of your mother and brother does not fall on me.”

Girls whispering. Men following. Someone laughing. Someone calling her names. Then Dominic appeared. He looked at her. Their eyes met. Neither smiled. Neither spoke. But the network recognized them. A silver thread connected them. Rei reached toward it. The entire hallway shook. A voice whispered. COMPATIBILITY CONFIRMED. Rei spun around. "Who's there?" A man stepped from the shadows. Voss. But he looked younger. Much younger. He was standing beside another man. Edmund Black.

The men rushed him, cheering and laughing. But when Victor stepped into the room, the energy drained instantly. The men froze, staring as if he were a two-headed snake. "Man, maybe all this smoke’s gone to my head, because I swear I’m not seeing the Captain right now," one said. "You’re not wrong, that is the captain," Aaron snickered. "Holy shit," Wyatt exclaimed. "I thought he was joking," "So did I," Knox muttered, drawing every head to him. "Well, I wasn’t," Victor replied, walking further in and stopping beside Knox.