Koujetsu Hanagayu (2 Hours Remi)

Koujetsu doesn’t remember a whole lot about his human life. Many years in the Soul Society, training, and conducting missions for the Captain Commander has washed away many of those memories. What he does remember however, fills him with grief when the topic is caught up. The memories of his beloved being eaten by a Hollow, his beloved coming back to kill him as a Hollow. His dearest sister being killed by a Hollow, but then being sent to Soul Society by the Shinigami who finally appeared. He kept holding on to that desire that he would meet her again some day, and kept on to that hope till the day he died.

When Koujetsu finally entered Soul Society due to an explosion on a bus, he started searching, far and wide to find his sister, but to no avail. There were too many people, too many spirits for him to sift through. So he settled down in the 13th district, the poorest one, and started working to help others out. Rebuilding houses, and fixing up streets was one of the major things Koujetsu is remembered for in that district, and he sometimes goes out, secretly, to pay a visit to some dear old friends.

One day, while traveling through districts, he came across an old man being bullied around by some younger kids. Not being one to stand for this, Koujetsu decided to help the old man out, and proceeded to teach the boys a few things about manners. The fight, though he did not know it at the time, had set off an alert with in Chamber 46, and soon the Shinigami were out, searching for him.

It took months before Koujetsu was finally alerted to the Shinigami’s interest in him, and when he did, he walked right up to the gates, making himself visible for all to find. The Shinigami at the gate informed him that he was selected to be introduced for training at the Soul Academy immediately, and opened the gate to let him in.

The next few years were a blur. Training at the academy, learning kido, getting assigned a squad, learning his shikai. All were meshed in to his brain so fast it seemed like one memory. He achieved Lieutenant after being with Squad Five for multiple years, and eventually grew to trust in his skills so much that he challenged the Squad Thirteen Captain, for the right of the Squad. Unkonwn to the current Captains, Koujetsu had finally achieved Bankai, and utilizing that, and his favorite kido; Hadou 87, Koujetsu achieved the title of Captain of Squad Thirteen.

Many years down the road, many challenges later, Koujetsu finally established one of the best squads that Soul Society had ever known, along with being one of the oldest Captains in existence in the Soul Society.


Vaizard Appearance:Koujetsu first came to realize his Vaizard powers during a solo mission in the human world. A close encounter with a Menos Grandes Cero had him fighting for his life, all due to trying to save a lone Quincy soul. As the Menos loomed over him, Koujetsu felt a despair unlike one he had ever known, and he blacked out. When he woke up, the Menos was gone, and the lone Quincy had been staring at him, a fearful expression on his face. Finally, after much coaxing, the Quincy told Koujetsu what had happened; the black aura, the mask, the utter destruction that followed.
Koujetsu did not return to Soul Society that night. Instead he sat, pondering what had happened. About the time when the stars orbiting the Earth reached their zenith, Koujetsu finally made contact with his zanpaktou's spirit, Kamikaze.There he was introduced to the Hollow that resided with in him, who apty was named, Kamiyami, the Divine Darkness. A challenge was then issued, one that tested Koujetsu's very being. A deathmatch between the Hollow and himself. There was no room for error.

For what seemed like hours Koujetsu fought against the Hollow. And for hours it seemed that he would lose. The Hollow knew everything, his moves, his bankai, his strengths, and his weaknesses. Every aspect of his being was judged.And it seemed that every aspect was found wanting. Yet he kept fighting, driven by an unknown urge to prove himself. The urge to fight and fight, to keep going even past his limits. He found his resolve.

After a lifetime of fighting, or so it seemed to Koujetsu, the tables finally turned. Slowly, Koujetsu's resolve returned to him, and the fight slowly turned tables. At the end, the Hollow fell on his knees, his sword now held by Koujetsu, and impaled inside him.

"I underestimated your resolve it seems. I will let you borrow my powers.. for now. But never forget. I will always be waiting for you to slip. And then, when you do, I will take control." And with that, the Hollow dematerialized.

This was Koujetsus 896th year. He was 916 years old. For the next 620 years in Soul Society, he trained his abilities in private to the extreme. But, instead of running from Soul Society in fear of being hunted, Koujetsu remained there, in hiding, until the next Shinigami exhibited those powers. Then he would be there to help.

-|One week prior to|-
Leon wiped his brow free of sweat and ice chips as he stood on the top of Mt. Kanchenjunga, the third highest mountain in the world. Taking out a pen and a small notebook from the pocket of his parka, Leon took note of the date and time of the completed exploration. As he started to pack up the remainders of his camp, he took note of a figure approaching him from the eastern side of the peak.

Leon stood up and walked to meet the stranger. There wasn't supposed to be any more climbers for the next few weeks, due to the upcoming snow storms, which would make this trek difficult, if not impossible.

"Dr. Tavolin?" the stranger asked, holding out a badge.

"FBI. We need for you to come with us immediately. The President has an urgent matter of world security that your expertise is required for. If you will come with me, we will provide transportation directly to the White House."

The now identified FBI agent walked towards the middle of the peak, from which there now could be heard a loud whriling noise, a noise that one would expect from a helicopter. Leon took one look at his camp, and then followed the agent.

-|Two days ago|-

Leon looked at the agent in front of him, flabbergasted, a copy of the propechy held loosely in his hand.

"T..this is actually happening?" Leon asked. The agent just nodded.

"And you want me to be a navigator for this group you've put together?" The agent just nodded again.

"If you accept, be at the room on this piece of paper at this time and date. Otherwise the goverment will pay for your departure," the agent said, and left the said piece of paper on the table in front of Leon, departing the room quietly.

Leon sat in the room long after the sun went down staring at the small piece of paper.

-|Present Day|-

Leon looked up from the chair he was sitting in, taking in detail Leslie's face, body, and any possible marking to identify her by later.

"Ah, the Amazon. B..beautiful place, very dangerous too. Um.. If I may say so.. it w..would be best to start off near the eastern part of the Amazon. It will be safer, and easier to get to," Leon stamered, standing up and walking over to the table where Gregory had placed the book with the prophecy.

Leon stood 6'0", bald, and muscular, attributed to constant hiking he had done in his years. He wore a pair of khakis, a white t-shirt, and a white, unkempt dress shirt, covered by a tan suit jacket and a very unkept, but still tied, red tie. A safari hat hung on his back, and his belt was filled with bottles and ointments, along with other randomly assorted objects. A small nine millimeter pistol was strapped to his side, along with what seemed to be a blowgun and some darts. On the other side, a sharpened machete hung from his waist. He looked up at the group left in the room.

"Oh my apologies good people. I am D..Doctor Tavolin. I believe I was chosen b..because of my extrodinary treks across the world," Leon said, not looking up from the book that contained the prophecy. He stood next to the fireplace, allowing the red glow to illuminate him.