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Avenger/Bleach Ministories	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Spiritual Lover
Fandom: Avengers/Bleach
Chapter: 4
Characters: Byakuya, Avengers
Word Count: 1,650
Warnings: Lots of talking
For: CutsyCat
AN: My leg is STILL peeling. *sighs* The fun of it all. And I'm up before 5 AM. So I'm going to watch my Masters of Horror 2 disc set (cause there is just awesome with pure joy on them okay?) and post this.
Enjoy.
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Tapping the his fingers against the cup in his hands, Byakuya sighed softly and wondered just where to start the information. “How about you tell us what you are exactly,” Phil suggested from his spot, Clint perched in a small niche near him, watching the new person carefully. Natasha stood and joined her friend, settling against a wall.
“I am a Shinigami, as I said. A Death God. Something of a Grim Reaper but with different duties that I must do daily,” Byakuya stated, watching Phil type something into his laptop, unconcerned as to what he was typing. He would give them the needed information of the spiritual world and that would be that.
“And you’re here for what reason?” Phil asked, taking control of how the questioning was to go.
“I am here to meet with our Substitute Shinigami who is currently living here. My orders were to see if he was just not doing his job or if his reports of only two hollows in the last eight months was true,” Byakuya stated, neatly sidestepping any mention of a name. “I have found that he is correct. Souls are usually sent to their final resting places without much fuss and rarely stick around. Considering the history of this land, all of the blood and pain that taints it, that is very surprising, but not quite as much as one would think.”
“What is it you mean by that, friend?” Thor asked, leaning forward with a curious look upon his face, blue eyes watching the careless grace of the warrior before him.
“I mean that most of the souls that are still here are those that have a connection and they are just staying long enough to say goodbye before passing on. The hollows are those that were filled with anger, pain and hatred when they died. All three, not one or the other,” Byakuya stated, stripping what was going on down to the barebones. “I am now here to just help our Substitute for the time being as his classes pick up in intensity and to help the last of the souls from the invasion pass.”
“I see,” Phil hummed, eyes flicking to where Natasha and Clint were muttering back and forth in a mix of Russian and Greek. “So, name? Age?” he asked.
“Age...well, I’m about to turn 300. As I told you, I died when I was 16, regressed to about ten years of age and was re-raised by my clan,” Byakuya stated, shrugging one shoulder. “My name is Kuchiki, Byakuya, and I am the head of the Kuchiki Clan. At least of those who are dead.”
“Dead...huh,” Tony grunted, holding his StarkPad in his hand and messing with something or another. Jarvis merely opened the scanned copies of historical records that the clan kept for those family members who had been lost due to distance or death. “Wow...died from a infection after protecting your family?” he asked, Byakuya nodding. “Do all of you remember how your lives went?”
“Not all souls will remember when they go to the Seireitei. They have to have a certain amount of what you would call spiritual energy. Even a small spark will be enough to remember bits and pieces. The more that you have, the more memories you keep,” Byakuya hummed, sitting back in his seat and finishing the first cup of tea. “When I was living, I had been training as a warrior priest for my family, my younger brother going to take the seat as head of the clan due to the fact that even then I had power. It was enough to label me as what is known as a medium in this time.”
“But back then you were either a priest or you were a demon,” Natasha drawled from her place, Byakuya nodding his head.
“Yes. So when I died, due to the fact that I had my memories and power, I was taken in with my mother and father, who had died during that attack, and became heir to the head of our clan,” he continued, nodding his head in acceptance when Bruce offered him a refresh of his tea. “Thank you.”
“Okay, outside of your own personal history, what can you tell us about this Seireitei place?” Phil asked, being careful that he got the unfamiliar word correctly.
“Okay, to understand the Seireitei, you need to understand the world around you, including the world of the spiritual,” Byakuya stated, putting his filled cup to the side. “The world as you know it is indeed split by a veil that very few of the living can pierce, and viceversa. It takes power, it takes time, and in some cases, it takes training,” he continued, eyes watching everyone. “There are four levels to this dimension, only three truly accessible. There is the living world, where we are now, there is Hueco MUndo, which is kind of a limbo that Hollows tend to live in. There is, of course, Seireitei, which is where the souls go, somewhat akin to what you would call Heaven, if you would. And finally, there is Hell.”
“Hell is real?” Clint asked, Byakuya nodding his head.
“Quite real. From what I was told by my contact, it wasn’t all that hot but mostly stomach churning depending on where you go,” Byakuya stated, waving a hand. “Now, spirits, the souls of Earth bound souls, are known as Pluses. They have chains that come from their heart and are something that connects them to their humanity. If they do not pass on, they become Hollows.”
“Wait! So that thing was a human soul?! And you just killed it?” Tony burst out, eyes wide as he stared at the annoyed looking Byakuya.
“If you would let me continue, I could have told you that the job of the Shinigami is to purify such souls and return them to their original state,” Byakuya hissed, shutting Tony up, making the man click his jaw shut. “Now, as I was saying, when a plus is sent on, they go to their respective after-world depending on where they were born or where their heart felt was home. There are indeed Grim Reapers but they operate in a different way then Shinigami.
“Seireitei is a part of the Soul Society, where souls continue to live until they either are reborn or rejoin the life stream, whatever appeals to them most,” he continued, smoothing out a bit of a wrinkle in his shirt. “There was a war a few years ago, centered around Karakura Town. That particular traitor has been dealt with, as have subsequent threats that have popped up. It has been long and hard, but there is now balance once more in the three worlds. And there has been a massive overhaul of the Seireitei’s government to.” He smirked at the memory of that particular rant that had come from Ichigo about how the way they were being run fucked with everything and everyone.
“So how is it you are able to be seen by us and others?” Phil asked, closing his laptop after saving whatever it had been that he had been working on.
Byakuya hummed and held up his hand. “It’s a specialized gigai that an exiled shinigami created for himself and several others just over 100 years ago.” He smirked softly. “I can call forth my zanpakuto at will and use it if I deem it needed. Or I can shed it and fight in my spiritual form.”
“Do all Shinigami fight with katanas?” Phil asked.
Byakuya cocked an eyebrow at him. “Zanpakuto. They are called zanpakuto. And yes, we do. We have zanpakuto spirits and there are three levels to each one. The first form is the sealed state, which is where you shall see most zanpakuto in. The second form is the shikai, and is called forth with an incantation. A short one. They usually get larger and turn into different forms. Then you have the bankai, which isn’t achieved without much training and work. They are large, amazingly so, except for a few of them, but those are built more for speed and power then strength. As for who controls what, there is the sou-taicho, who is the head of the Gotei 13, which the Shinigami work under. Under him are the taichos of the twelve other divisions, the sou-taicho controlling the First Division.”
“So kind of like the older government systems,” Thor rumbled, Bruce giving him an amused look as the large god sat back.
“Indeed. Under the taichos are the fukutaichos. Each division has one of each, who then watch over the third seats down to the twentieth,” he continued. “The lower seats tend to share the position while the top five seats tend not to share those responsibilities. I myself am a taicho.”
“So why are you here?” Phil asked. “From what I can gather, you have quite a bit of work that needs your attention in the Seireitei.”
“I do but I am also best at diplomatic missions, such as the one I’m on now,” he drawled. “It is getting late and I have given you much information. I must take my leave while you absorb all of the information.”
“Do you have a way to be contacted?” Phil asked. “Just in case I need more information.” Byakuya’s lips twitched as he pulled out a small card with a handwritten number on it.
“My cellphone. Call me and leave me a number I can get ahold of you should I be unable to answer,” he stated. Phil nodded and the group watched as he left the way he had come in, everyone just staring.
“Well...who else needs a drink?” Tony asked, smiling broadly.
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