The infamous Hitokiri Battosai, the most wanted criminal within the Gotei 13, and feared throughout the Soul Society, now wanders, with a new purpose, to save and preserve more lives in comparison to the ones taken by his own bloodstained hands.
"That's enough.."
Kenshin raised his head and looked towards the leader of the group without fear.
His calm voice and demeanor was a sharp contrast to the situation and problem at hand, however he stood his ground.
"What? You have finally descended from your holy throne to pay us mortals a visit?"
The leader sarcastically smiled, as the goons laughed hysterically.
"He has nothing to do with this. Let him go and let's settle this. I'll take you all on at once.."
Kenshin spoke, his calm gaze never leaving his opponent once. Just like his master had taught him, -- The first person in a battle to lose his cool would be the one to go down first.
"Fine boys. Let the brat go. After beating up this one, we can handle him next."
The leader commanded, as the goons left Toshiro who arrogantly pushed them off him, and fixed his clothes.
"Get him!"
With a roar, everyone suddenly rushed to the red haired young man, who stood in the middle of the encirclement with his head lowered, and his eyes slightly shut.
The moment his eyes snapped open, he took a step to the left, dodged a fist from one of the goons, before he rushed towards him, placed his leg behind the man and smashed his shoulder into the chest of the man, taking him down in an instant.
As if he had eyes at the back of his head, he weaved through their attacks with the simplest of movements, and when he got close enough, his palms and fists smashed out.
*BANG!*
Going on the attack, he moved like a ghost, smashing his fists and palms into their chests and taking each person down with one attack.
Stepping back, he dodged a kick from one of them, before he flipped and kicked out, sending the man flying a couple of meters away.
About half of the men had been taken out in mere moments, and the rest of them were too scared to make any move, including the leader.
Calmly walking to a katana sized stick, he twirled in his hand for a moment adjusting and adapting to it's balance, before he pointed it towards the men and began walking towards them.
"Harghhh!"
"THWACK!"
The first man swallowed his fear and rushed out with his fists cocked back, however before he could even attack, Kenshin's rod smashed into his head, knocking him unconscious in a moment.
"Harghhhhh!!!"
Seeing how easily their friend had been knocked out, the rest of the goons rushed towards him, wanting to use their numbers to overwhelm him.
*THWACK!* *THWACK!* *THWACK!*
Using one hit for each person, Kenshin's rod swept out with immense speed, knocking the breath out of every man one after the other.
In about a second, he stood behind the unconscious figures of several men, with his right hand still on the scabbard of his blade and his left hand holding his trusty rod to the side.
'This guy...who is he? How is he so powerful?'
Toshiro gawked in amazement. This would be the third time he had seen Kenshin in action, however everyime he was completely flabbergasted at how amazing the red haired handsome man was. The elegance yet swift decisiveness a deadliness of his blade was something that could not be faked and could only be gained through years of experience.
"You're next.."
Kenshin's calm voice reverberated, as the leader swallowed in fear. Watching how his subordinates had been taking out, he knew he stood no chance, however if he gave up, his pride would be severely wounded and he might not be able to raise his head high again.
"Don't be so cocky. I won't go down easily!"
The leader roared out and clenched his fists in a rage. In a moment, he rushed towards Kenshin with his right fist clenched and prepared for an all out attack.
Without hesitation, Kenshin rushed out as well, his right hand on his scabbard and his trusty rod in his left hand.
Nearly a few meters away from each other, the leader smashed out his fists going for the all out strike, while Kenshin remained calm and made no move.
About an inch from his face, Kenshin ducked, moving in slow mo, as the fist passed over his head, rustling strands of his hair.
The moment the fist passed over him, he side stepped once, made a 90 degree pivot turn and then exploded forth with a backhanded slash right into the leader's neck, knocking him cold.
*"Ryukansen Kogarashi..."
While still in the slashing pose, he uttered underneath his breath and slowly stood upright, before he turned around and walked back to his bed.
However he stopped in his tracks when he saw Toshiro knowing before him.
"What are you doing?"
Kenshin looked around in confusion, wondering what a headstrong and proud boy like him was doing on his knees.
"Master, please teach me the way of the sword."
Toshiro humbly spoke, as Kenshin's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"I heard the Academy teaches its own sword style, which every Shinigami is obliged to learn. Why don't you learn that it's safer for you.."
Patting the boy on his shoulder, he walked past him, placed his trusty rod beside his bed and sat, resting his back against the edge of the bed and hugging his sword with his eyes closed peacefully.
"Why won't you teach me?!"
Rushing to his feet, Toshiro roared out in anger, while Kenshin remained seated with his eyes closed, not paying him attention.
"I don't need your stupid sword technique anyway. I'm going to learn the academy's technique and practice it to perfection then, I'll come challenge you and prove to you how useless your technique is.!!"
After a while of gruntings, he vowed and walked to his bed and lay down, unwilling to embarrass himself any longer, while a small smile formed on Kenshin's face.
*******
Meanwhile, seated within an office, a brown haired handsome man dressed in a white Captain's robe over his Shinigami robes adjusted his glasses while reading a report on his desk.
Beside him, a familiar silver haired handsome man in a white robe stood with his usual creepy smile and his hands behind him.
" Interesting.. someone whose reiatsu equals mine.."
The man with the glasses placed down the report and then looked into the distance while seemingly daydreaming.
"Gin, why didn't you report this to me immediately?"
The man turned towards the silver haired man and asked with a calm face.
"I didn't think such a trivial matter was worth your attention....Captain Aizen.."
He spoke and bowed slightly while the man took his gaze off him and looked to his front.
"It's rare to find someone whose reiatsu equals mine in any generation, Gin. He might be a once in a millenia genius. Make sure to look into him first. And try getting him on our side."
The man spoke and then resumed went back to examining the reports on his desk.
"Yes, Captain."
Gin nodded and turned around, walking away with a dangerous smile on his face, leaving the Captain behind to his work.