Ch11 The Urahara Kisuke! Part 3

Urahara's nerves tinged as he rapidly increased his pace, his eyes darting around the expanding darkness. It was taking too long to reach the other realm-

'Fwoosh'

His eyes darted to the side the moment he felt the miniature flare, of what? He wasn't sure.

Though he had no intention of sticking around to find out as he promptly leapt forward, his reiatsu quickly covering Soi-fon and picking her up.

He ignored Ginta's curse, his gaze locked ahead, his Zanpakuto in his hand.

Though he never landed as a flash suddenly encompassed him and company.

...

Urahara blinked his eyes open, rapidly straightening up before he felt the smothering reiatsu in the air. When he made to get up, he felt that same reiatsu crash down onto him filling him with dread.

What the hell is going on!? His frantic thoughts didn't help him as he fell to one knee, his gaze still up-

He held in the wince at the sudden flash of blue before him. The reiatsu coming out of thin air before condensing into what looked like a screen that dwarfed him and the rest behind him put together.

Briefly turning back he noticed the others had yet to wake. He quickly turned his attention back to the giant screen as an image flickered on. He blinked at the sight of the pink-haired stranger...

"-ello! You've reached administration-"

What.

"-my name is Grantz!"

The.

"-how may I help-"

Hell is going on!?

"Holy shit! The Urahara Kisuke!" The voice suddenly exclaimed bringing him out of his stupor.

He blinked at the sheer joy that had suddenly filled the stranger's expression.

"Ok! I don't usually do this but seeing as it's you..." The man remarked twirling one of his locks.

His nerves quickly started to scream at him to run at the sight of the demonic smile that had filled the creature's face.

"I'll let you choose. You can either start at the bottom like everyone else..." The creature stated, a malevolent aura quickly filling the clearing, with a smile.

He quickly tensed as he tried and failed to reach for the Zanpakuto on the ground before him, his body frozen.

"Or you can go straight to the boss stage," The creature remarked, a dark glint in it's eyes.

"Aizen's here!?" Urahara quickly exclaimed at the sudden words, his eyes panicked... Atleast until he took in the utter baffled look that had filled the creature's expression.

"Who the fuck is Aizen? Gah, doesn't matter! You've ruined it! Hurry up and choose, stage 1 or boss room!" The creature's face quickly turned passive, an utterly dull expression filling it as he leaned his head on one of his arms.

Urahara briefly wondered if it said anything about him that he felt somewhat insulted, still he steeled his nerves and opened his mouth, briefly earning a curious look out of the pink-haired lunatic.

"What's stage 1?"

The creature blinked, his tattoo'd eye twitching. "The Adjuchas Forest."

His eyes minutely widened at the words.

"Don't you mean Menos forest?" He promptly questioned, his words harried. His dread only intensifying at the sudden grin that grew on the creature's face.

"Nope, sorry buddy, wrong Huaco Mundo," He remarked, flashing him a set of sharpened teeth.

He made to open his mouth, still unsure of what to even say, before the horror spoke over him.

"Just so you know, there's a bounty on your head over there... The winner get's Eren Jaegerj' spot-" The horror's face twisted into what likely amounted to a snort-"- on the council, now choose, no more hints,"

He, given he was practically frozen on the spot, hadn't even needed to put any effort into holding a passive expression on his face as he stared at the two boxes that suddenly manifested in front of him.

-Stage 1- -Boss Stage-

He promptly closed his eyes, took in a deep breath, and forcibly grabbed his Zanpakuto, his rapidly shredding hand ignored as he raised the sword. Entirely indifferent to the creature's widened eyes.

"I've quite frankly had it." He opened his eyes, a livid expression forming. "Bankai!"