Captain 11 Bleach Novels & Stories

The man looked older than the guards at the door and the numbers of stars on his uniform was a clear indication that he was a very high ranked soldier. As they got closer and Bee turned on the main light, the officer's features became clear and I recognized him as the captain— captain Albert. He was one of Asher's close soldiers. He never went anywhere without him. What was he doing here? "Bee, is— is everything alright?" I stuttered as I held the bars of my cell. "My queen, this is the captain. He has accepted to help us," Bee announced and my eyes moved to the man, unsure of what to make of this.

The face of the captain was a deathly pale; he was stuck between a rock and a hard place, not knowing how should he answer, although he did, albeit falteringly, "The Chamber of Repose is where all previous High Chieftains rest... and the present High Chieftain has decreed that absolutely no one is permitted entry..." "AH?!" The mind-controlled woman barked and snarled at him, her nostrils flaring. The captain began sweating copiously with a troubled and bewildered look on his face. A shadowy figure shimmered and appeared just in front of the captain. It was Xiao Chen. His hand closed on the throat of the captain and he lifted him up. "IMPUDENCE!" That was the last straw for the captain. He l

"What did you say, you little..." "Enough." One word. Low, deep, and commanding. It stopped James in his tracks. The team captain walked in. Alexander Whitman, as the public knew him was a giant. He was six-foot-four of pure muscle, with jet-black hair and grey eyes that looked like storm clouds. He was the "Ice King," the man who never lost. He was also, Oliver noted privately, extremely hot. Alexander didn't look at Oliver. He looked at James. "Coach is waiting. Get your gear."

(Captain Linda) “This guy is on another level of douche bag…The President has put mark on him…as well as everyone on this list….I also got a new order from the President to you Captain…he want every single person on this list stay on this city..until the very end….”.(First Lieutenant Gremog)

“What are you doing?” A middle-aged man suddenly barked ahead of us, and the Japanese soldiers who were dragging me and Dicken along stopped, with one of them answering, “Captain, we caught a merman and a human while we were patrolling the bitch.” “Hmmm?” The middle-aged man addressed as ‘captain’ was clearly wearing a different uniform from the other soldiers, and he was walking towards us while studying Dicken from head to tail. Soon, his expression turned solemn and he ordered, “That’s the Black Scale King! The one the professor had been looking for so long! Hurry up, separate him from the human and take him to the professor!”

I ate it just to spite him. We were sitting on a bench, me trying not to shiver, him scrolling through comments on the post like it was the morning paper. “‘They look so happy’,” he read aloud, smirking. “‘Captain finally bagged a baddie.’ ‘He’s way out of her eague.’ That one actually was not my favorite. I rolled my eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “It’s kinda fun.” He bumps my shoulder. “Admit it. You’re having fun too.”

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.

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 could not stand there another second watching Kade take those hits. "Enough," I yelled and jumped the boards. My gloves hit the ice with a slap that echoed. The star captain who never fought was done watching. Briggs turned my way, surprised. "Captain himself? This will be quick." I skated straight at him. "Quick for you. You touched my teammate too much." Kade spat blood near the logo. "Evan, no. This is my mess. Stay out."

His heavy hand rested casually on his hip, right beside his worn leather wristband. "They aren't ready for what you're about to show them, Cassy," Karius added softly, his set lips relaxing into a rare, barely noticeable smile. "None of them are." I looked at the three of them—Elijah, the commanding leader; Chase, the passionate charm; and Karius, the stoic protector. They were three alpha hockey captains who could tear an entire arena apart, yet right now, they were hanging on my every word, waiting to watch me take over. The sheer raw attraction between us was a living, breathing thing in the room, tight and intoxicating.