Ch.1 - Political Briefing [Private]

Words held great power. Each syllable held greater meaning than most understood. To some, words were merely words that drew forth power from another source where magic was concerned. For years Misato knew the power a single word might have albeit never placing much thought into such till these past few months. What was once a mere passing thought evolved into delving deeper into mystic arts that utilized words – magic. Bloduwen trained Crisis Core all at once some weeks ago and Misato’s spiritual nerves were still twitching. Day in and out constant tingles kept her awake or prevented her from properly controlling spiritual energy. A day ago, during their fight against Pepe, activating Bankai worried her. The spiritual circuits had, what Misato called, chafed. This posed an issue especially those days following Pepe. Squad Four, busy with hundreds of wounded, no longer could provide checkups. No big deal, nothing a bit of alcohol couldn’t solve or proper rest like they told her. But, this was a month’s long issue and shouldn’t have lasted.



Maybe the stress was getting to her or maybe it actually her spiritual network simply not use to using Kidou. Compared to her state three years ago, prior to gaining Shinigami abilities, her battle power had more than tripled. That was fine, but considering Misato was tasked with a mission hardly twenty-four hours after fighting Pepe she was worried. A veteran Shinigami spoke, voice rugged as the leathery skin and bushy gray beard that hadn’t been shaven for what seemed decades. One eye mission, and large eye brows that were ridiculously grown outwards; he was like an old Chinese general or something! We have data confirming this Wandenreich possibly took action elsewhere besides Soul Society and Living Realm. Hecudo Mundo, as you know, is the realm where Hollow dwell. Reports indicate a massive distortion in the distribution of souls between each realm. You are being sent there to investigate the truth of this statement. Only Misato, Raiden, two detainment officers and a Kido Corps member were present at the table; Misato’s hands smacking down on the table. ”Are you insane?”



Though brave, Misato couldn’t ordeal with such a rediculous order. Control your temper Ketsugo-san, else you be reprehended. She stood up, knowing she should bite her tongue but. ”Skip this political bullshit. Point is, you just want us to check us out.” The old man had already gone on for ten minutes before speaking about their mission, lots of political things that annoyed Misato. She was aggravated enough as it was with her own condition. You are to keep tabs on your precious Raiden’s actions. Since you also escorting him, if you see any acts that even make him look a traitor, you are to say the trigger word that will seal his powers immediately. She hadn’t been told anything like that until now. Him saying that, Misato felt her heart sink into her stomach and she sat down, face distrought from just merely hearing those words. They, even after saving them, still saw him as a possible threat.