Captain 10 Bleach Novels & Stories

The adrenaline from the game finally fading and my muscles began to throb. “Hi,” her fingers pushed back my damp hair. “How are you feeling?” I chuckled. “Really sore…” Someone touched my ankle and my eyes clamped shut from the pain. “Oh fuck!!” “I wonder how such a baby became the Captain of the Black Hawks,” I heard Marcus snare and I looked at him. I glanced back at Olive without any reply to his childish effort at rilling me up. He growled. “I'm guessing this plump bitch is your caretaker. Explains a lot really.”

"That's my job." "Your job is to follow my lead," he snarled, his face inches from mine. "On this team, I am the law. You skate when I say skate. You pass when I say pass. You sit your ass on the bench when I tell you to sit. You got me?" I met his glare, refusing to be the first to look away. "Loud and clear, Captain." For a moment, I thought he might actually hit me. His knuckles were white, his jaw clenched so tight it looked like it might shatter. But then, he did something worse. He leaned in closer, his nose almost brushing my throat, and inhaled.

the captain asked, his gaze fixed solely on Keagan. "Hey boss, sorry were late," "I don't have time for this today Blitz, take the report and go report with the rest of the squad I have more pressing things to attend to. The captain said as he got up from his chair. He was a commanding figure in his mid-fifties and exuded an air of authority and experience that came from years of dedicated service. Tall and broad-shouldered, he carried himself with a sense of purpose. His salt-and-pepper hair, neatly trimmed and receding slightly at the temples, added to the distinguished air he possessed.

Then, he tossed me a towel and walked out. Feeling still frightened, I took off my dress and stepped into the shower. After a quick shower, I wrapped myself with a towel, trying to get out. At that moment, I heard the sound of the door opening. I thought it was Lucian, but then, I figured out it was more than one person. "Hey, hold it, tiger. Don't do that," a girl giggled. "What? Is this the way the cheerleader treats the captain after a winning match?" A deep, husky voice said. "I feel so excited after this game."

Heavy Fighter [A] 4x Raijin Concepts “Shatterpulse” Mortar [X] — Their captain, Tyretha, appeared on the fleet’s comms and signaled their readiness once all were fully deployed. “Hydra squadron, ready to go,” she said. “Received, Hydra,” Lucifer answered.

Once he did his face grew pale. “It seems today we will get to see Valhalla,” the captain laughed bitterly and stood up. His energy was barely recovered. But there was no way he was going to sit down and allow himself to be easily butchered. If he was going to go down, he would do so whilst taking down several of those giant brats with him.

called Serra. But Kebin didn't see it coming, a huge red ball of fire was coming towards him. The captain only stared at it in surprise as it struck him right into his chest. A searing pain hits through his body and he fell to the ground, unconscious. "Captain!" Nysel gasped in horror. She finished the Reaper by slashing her sword into it's nasty face and flew towards Kebin. He's still breathing but ragged, his heartbeat was faint as the hope that they will survive this battle.