Captain 11 Bleach Novels & Stories

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

“That’s exactly why I didn’t push harder when you stonewalled the board. A kid willing to torch his own reputation to protect a teammate is exactly the kind of captain I want leading this team into a championship. I just wish you’d trusted me enough to let me help you do it smarter.” Luca didn’t know what to say to that. He looked back toward the boathouse instead, where a single light glowed through the window Isabella’s silhouette, still sitting close to Marco, patient and steady in a way that had nothing to do with contracts or cameras. “She’s not what I expected,” Harrelson said, following his gaze. “No,” Luca agreed quietly. “She’s not.” “You going to do something about that, or just ke

“Don’t worry, Mr. Denn. The boy and I are bound by enmity. He injured my subordinate, so I will naturally spare no effort in killing him.” One of the middle-aged men held a sword. He had an icy cold gaze and exuded a cold, murderous aura. The man’s name was Dylan Cook, and he was the captain of the Admiralporium’s tenth division. He was Aquilo's superior! The other two men were late-stage grandmasters, and their names were Shia Yale and Kaiser Leigh. These three men, including Dylan, were skilled in attacking and killing grandmasters. Any grandmaster would die instantly after taking a hit from them.

He was poised low on the ground, ever ready to strike with his shinobuken held horizontally in front of him, his left hand behind. “Were we in a trainin’ dojo where ye’ve been raised,” the captain said, “no one would claim victory… BUT HITHER IS NOT A DOJO!” Captain Fang thrust his amputated right arm and released the harpoon on the end of it. As a matter of fact, Sasha had earlier grabbed a handful of salt when he tumbled forward across a drying pan. Now he swung his left hand from behind him and flung the salt to the captain’s eyes like a sumo wrestler purifying the ring.

Frowning, I slowly glanced over my shoulder and the world stopped as familiar bright blue eyes met mine. Hunter Fucking Beaumont? He stretched a hand towards me, lips pressed into a thin line. “Hello, Captain.”

Xavier explains, fixing his shirt. “Very well. These 1,000 white-coat warriors will be under the command of Captain Snow. Starting tomorrow, you can commence training!” I didn’t have time to say anything before I heard it. Bianca shouted angrily, “Captain Snow? Do you mean Katrina? No way is she a captain!” She just doesn’t know when to keep her mouth shut. She dared to question Lucius. “Yes. She is a captain and you will give her the respect she deserves. Are we clear?” He asked her, as she scoffed.

The stunning woman in front of him was indeed Bluebird, the captain of the Nine Nether Squad! But…

They all have uncommon hair colors; they look like they have the blood of beauty gods in their veins. Even the captain is a delicatelypink-lippedd, handsome-faced, tall, and well-built hunk of male flesh. He's green-eyed and blue-haired with the palest skin I've been chanced to see. He might not be as pale as Cain, but he still stands out. I would have liked him. I would have tried to stroke his ego even. But I doubt this man has an ego. He's as cold as the ducking sea we're going through and he seems to take great pleasure in making me feel like piss.

"Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin... As his voice drones on and the captains file in, my eyes run over the different species of males critically. I focus intently on the Gaimo males, but I don't limit myself. Many of them are handsome even if their coloring and looks are different than most humans. Surprisingly I find the Frole males to be the most fascinating to study. "Next up, Lieutenants. Lt. Modok- Gaimo, Lt. Mashorn- Cok, Lt. Keda