Every Captain In Bleach Novels & Stories

He sent Caitlin in his place and she came back making noise about how young the boy looked. “In fact, I should have made all of them check it,” the captain gritted his teeth as Mane’s footsteps grew more and more distant. His subordinate had offended the God Slayer. If only he had forced them to check the portrait of the guy as well, they wouldn’t have dared be this proud. “I hope the others have gotten away at least. They have to tell the Elders about his arrival.” The captain thought silently to himself.

"Last night was... a mistake," Alexander said. He walked over to the bed, picking up his watch. His hands were shaking slightly. "It was the adrenaline. The stress. I had too much to drink." "You were sober, Alex," Oliver corrected him gently. "We both were." "Don't call me that," Alexander snapped. He finally looked Oliver in the eye. "I am the captain of the New York Glaciers. I have a reputation. I have sponsors. I can't... I can't do this."

Nathan happened to walk by, stick in hand. I figured that as captain he'd at least do something about the toxic bullying. Instead he was frowning, still griping to the vice-captain. "Our blue-line defense was like wet paper today. Bunch of useless idiots." He didn't even glance at the jerseys strewn across the floor, just took one long stride over them and strode off. Watching his arrogant back, I let out a bitter laugh. Back in my dorm that night, with nowhere to vent, I logged straight into my hockey-forum alt account: IceTyrant.

He growled in Carie's ear, making me shiver in disgust. I hardly had any interactions with any of the other captains as Loid was always there to boss me around. He was the only captain I had ever followed, and he always made sure no one else would be able to get a charge over me. Not even when Alex got me to practice along with all the other soldiers, like a proper military training. Still, I couldn't imagine any of the werewolves of the Dark Crescent Moon pack could be this cruel toward the creatures of the ocean, the very element that had been protecting our pack from the whole world.

I thought, "Crimson Moon will kneel." I moved through the narrow aisle between cots until I reached the edge of the hall where my lieutenants stood guard. Each wore the dark cloak of my army: heavy fabric cut to hide their faces, leaving only their eyes visible. They nodded respectfully as I passed. “Ensure these men are ready,” I said in a low voice to Captain Mael. His jaw tightened, and he dipped his head. “As you command.” Captain Mael was the oldest of my captains, built like a mountain. He had fought by my side when we were younger, before I claimed my place among the darkness. His loyalty was absolute, forged in countless skirmishes. He would not disappoint me.

the captain sneered. Rieka’s eyes narrowed. “Where’s Ashina?” The captain grinned cruelly. “Probably dead. You know Lady Elantra’s temperament.” Jace moved with stealth. The ground shattered beneath his feet as he lunged forward with monstrous speed. The captain barely raised his sword before Jace cleaved through it, and through the man’s chest. Blood exploded everywhere. The remaining Omega soldiers hesitated. Rieka spun her spear viciously without a hint of mercy in her face.

These particular warriors were exceptional in those magic areas. With so many Fae warriors, we were only introduced to the four Captains. Each Captain had a unique story and supernatural ability. There was Vesper, a skilled archer with the power to bend shadows to her will. Next was Malik, a shapeshifter capable of transforming into any animal he desired. Then, we were introduced to Selene, an elemental sorceress who wielded the power of earth. Finally, there was Lysander, whose specialities were determining what the enemy combatants were most likely to do, and creating illusions to confuse enemies.

Aulia nodded her head once Hisoka glanced at her, requesting her permission as well. “Great.” Hisoka intertwined his fingers together, placed his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on the intertwined fingers. “This man, next to me, is one of the Mandrill Monkeys or so-called Mandrill. His code name is Captain, coincidentally the captain of the group.” Captain shot up and slightly tilted his body forward. “The name is Captain, one of the Mandrills and also the leader. I humbly greet all of you.”

“I understand, Captain.” “I may not stay in Dark Cape in the future, so I'll leave it to the three of you here. Killer is the first deputy captain of Red Flame, Paul is the second deputy captain, and Tulip is the third deputy captain. As for how to split the subordinates, discuss it among yourselves. I hope that when I come back again, I will see a brand-new Red Flame.” “We will definitely live up to your expectations, Captain,” the trio replied together.

It is common for fighters to mask their emotions in order to pose a threat to their opponent. "Beast is my underling. I'm the captain here! I've done far more than this when I was your age, so if you tried to impress me with your strength, you failed! I'll advise you know how you talk to me! Don't throw your weightless weight around me!" Declan scoffs. "Captain? Your aura is identical to that of beast! You must be a mere ceremonial head because there isn't anything particularly impressive about you! I've already told you mine! If you want to live, get out, but if you have a death wish, stay!"