KalinaQuest: Reflection (Bleach AU Quest)

Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 19 New

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After making sure no one was looking, you shifted to your normal disguise and took a seat on a bench. Doing this did identify you to anyone who cared to put enough thought into it.

After a few minutes, two people arrived, both wearing costumes. Behind them followed police and behind them was the return of the populace that had been scared off earlier.

The two heroes noticed you soon enough and headed over.

"You."

The speaker wore what looked like some overly flashy suit and a hat with a feather in it. The effect was dramatic. At his hip was a sheathed thin sword. That was probably Badesinger then.

The other hero with him wore a red mask and costume. His eyes looked tired, eye-strain maybe. His costume had a black eye symbol on it so a random guess said that was Blindfire.

"Me." You agreed "Diablo has been driven off."

"How?" Bladesinger looked vaguely annoyed.

His sense motive: 20+11
Your bluff: 14+15

"You don't feel nearly strong enough to stand a chance."


Okay, before getting frustrated at his way of thinking, you took a moment to examine this scene as he must see it.

He was probably called here to help deal with Diablo, the strongest villain in the city, he even had an ally come with him to make sure they were safe.

Then when they get here, they find you. An unknown who refused to tell them anything in the past.

What's the worst way he could be taking this?

"I didn't make any kind of deal with him." You specified "And it wasn't a clean victory anyway. I heard him enough to spook him, I'm fairly sure there were options he could have used if he'd wanted."

Bladesinger still looked frustrated but Blindfire nodded "He does have a few tricks like that, very well."

He pulled his partner aside and spoke to him for a few moments, you did your best to listen in.


You weren't able to make out much of anything at all. As their meeting concluded, Bladesinger kept an eye on you as Blindfire went to talk to the local police. One of them followed him as he walked over to you.

The policeman looked worried, he had been grabbed at random as far as you were aware and he seemed to be thinking he was out of his depth or something like that.

"Umm…" He cleared his throat after he and Blindfire arrived next to you again "Are you aware of the laws against vigilante activity, miss… hero?"

Vigilante? Why would they want to accuse you of that? While strictly speaking what you did was vigilantism, the alternative-

"The alternative to the actions I took today likely would have involved the mass death of the onlookers. I prevented them from getting hurt."

The policeman licked his lips and glanced back to the force "E… even so. What you did was illegal. Could you please come with me?"

"Me" Not "Us." He wasn't asking you to surrender to the heroes but to the guard force. That was actually amusing, but you could see something similar happening in the empire below.

The heroes were standing nearby, but they weren't actually doing anything, because they wouldn't. They didn't really see what you had done as wrong, even if Bladesinger still seemed to think it was unlikely you actually did it. No, they were just following procedure, or rather letting the police follow procedure.

In other words, this was a bit of theatre, not for you but for some other audience. Maybe the civilians?

Well, best to not sour your relations with the heroes further.

"Sure, but only to give a statement."

"That's-" The policeman was about to say something but Blindfire shook his head and closed his eyes "-fine." he finished, which probably wasn't where that was going to go.

You headed to the local police station in the car, the same receptionist was even manning the desk from before. The heroes followed you in and you all went into the back of the station where there was a meeting room. Though it seemed more like a prison interrogation room.

No windows, just various pieces of furniture around a table.

Your body hadn't been restricted at any point during the process.

The still-awkward policeman led the interview, putting a small box on the table that seemed to have a spinning reel of some tape-like material in it.

"This is Officer Smith of the SFPD, this is a-" he glanced at the heroes who were sitting in the room's opposite corners. Blindfire behind you, Bladesinger behind officer smith.

"Debrief?" Blindfire suggested.

"This is a debrief, related to the recent incident-" he hesitated again before specifying "of vigilantism on the date of-" he reeled off a few introductory portions.

"With me are two heroes of San Francisco, Bladesinger and Blindfire, if you may?"

"This is Bladesinger of Heroics Bureau SF."

"This is Blindfire of Heroics Bureau SF."

"With us is an unnamed hero who engaged in vigilantism in order to protect a large group of civilians. As no one was hurt by her actions, it is deemed that this instance of vigilantism likely falls under good samaritan laws. Can you please identify yourself?"

"My papers say Jane Doe." you noted, if you were doing this in your main disguise you might as well give the correct name.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Seriously?" Bladesinger seemed frustrated. After a moment he sighed and the policeman followed up.

"Umm, since that's fairly obviously an alias, do you mind telling us your real name?"



"I've said before that I don't want to talk about my origins."

A small bit of tension was building in the room

It was the policeman that broke the tension "Just your first name then, just so there's something to write in the report. Nothing else about where you are from will be asked in this meeting."

Implying there could be meetings later where you would be asked to go into it but as long as all that was needed now was your name. They might mistake it for some sort of superhero name too, wouldn't that be funny?

"Kalina." You spelled it out for them.

With that the actual incident report began. You were asked to recount what had happened from your perspective. At one point you interrupted the story though.

"Ah, is the hero named Orbital okay? Did he get help?"

"He did." Blindfire answered.

You continued on with your story before getting to the fight itself.

…well, you were relatively fine with them knowing about your orbs. You stuck around after all.

"I have the power to create glowing orbs of light. They fly where I want them too and burn things on contact."

You told them of the rough details of how you fought, skipping out your digging and your transformation into your true form. The story ended with Diablo fleeing and you deciding to stuck around.

The heroes breathed a sigh of relief at hearing that your power wasn't anything as bad as they had expected but they didn't go on.

The discussion then moved on to the vigilantism itself and Blindfire pointed out something specific.

"It is really in your best interest to work with us." He repeated what his boss had said before "Because vigilantism can mess up carefully prepared missions such as, just a random example I'm coming up with now, an organised effort to ensure a kidnapper can't escape in the muddle of some public transport disembarking."

Oh.

They were the good guys, of course when you told them about the kidnapping going on, they'd want to help. But there was also the simple fact that if you both tried to work on it, miscommunication could give the kidnapper a chance to escape.

As the debrief ended, the policeman stopped the device on the table and Bladesinger picked it up.

"Heroics Bureau SF is taking possession of this recording for the safety of those involved in this incident. We will send back a scrubbed version within a week so that a proper report can be written." He took the tape thing out of the device and pocketed it, handing the device itself back.

You were allowed to leave with the heroes, but before you went your separate ways, Blindfire offered some advice "Feel free to come back to headquarters if there's something you want to say."

"Vigilantism is also still a crime." Bladesinger added "You got away with it today due to the fact that you likely saved lives by taking action, but be careful in what you chose to do without our approval."

And with that they let you go, heading off their own way.

It was a bit too late in the day now to do anything big but if you wanted you could still give Grace Cathedral a good look. You hadn't sensed anything from it though so you weren't sure it was worth it. You could also try returning to the hero's base if you had anything you wanted to do there. Or you could just go back to the hotel and go to one of the tourist spots you'd noticed earlier in the morning.

[ ] Grace Cathedral (Do you have anything specific in mind to check?)
[ ] Hero's base (What do you want to do there?)
[ ] Head back to the hotel (Where would you be going in the morning?)

Oops, sorry this took so long to be written. Either way it's done now. Anyway, using Blindfire as a mouthpiece, I managed to explain why I thought you would chose to work with them in the first place. That said, it's still not the only way to go about things.
 
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Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 20 New

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You headed back to the cathedral to give it a good check. People were leaving as you went in, obviously leaving now that they thought the danger had passed.

It did give you a moment to investigate when no one would be looking though. Well, as long as no one wondered why you weren't leaving too. What lie would be good here then? You lost something, yes, that's good enough.

You checked the altar and the decorations for any signs of supernatural shenanigans.

The stained glass was nice. Gaians sometimes did similar with sheets of coloured quartz but sunlight gave a lot of additional brightness to the images that firelight or magic lights just didn't.

There didn't look to be anything unusual about them though. The altar was the same, nice but not too strange. Hmm.

What signs were you even looking for really? What would "Signs of an Agent's presence" even look like?

Spiritual energy?


Nothing, at least nothing you could sense.

"Are you looking for something?" Someone behind you asked. It was one of the people that worked there, a woman.

You glanced around once more "A sign, or something like that, of something…"

As you spoke, you let out a small leak of your own spiritual pressure. Not enough for anyone to feel but maybe enough to signal what you mean?

The woman nodded "Well, think for as long as you need to, but remember the signs of the Lord are normally subtle."

You nodded and she left. Subtle, huh? Subtlety. The agents could be subtle, they were subtle as you couldn't find them.


…Why were they being subtle? Well, they don't want humans to interrupt them while they're working. Humans can't see Shinigami though, they are spiritual beings. Agents are likely the same. So why does subtlety matter?

Because there was something to hide from? The heroes and villains?

You cut off the spiritual pressure as you thought through it.

They don't want their actions to be pulled into the light of day by the supers so they don't show up to them or explain anything. They will not be easy to find because otherwise they would have been found.

No group was perfect though. A city that gets filled with spiritual pressure this often might as well be the next best thing to a Jūreichi in terms of producing pluses with elevated spirit energy, that means hollows, that means the Agents have to have a decent presence here and it is likely they have been seen.

Hollows must have been seen by the spiritually aware of this town, therefore by following the hollows, you might be able to find the Agents.

That meant finding hollows, hollows were most common at cemeteries and hospitals, places where a lot of dead people are. They are also attracted to the scenes of tragedies, but normally not for that long, relatively speaking. A tragedy one hundred years old won't attract any hollows at all.

So you could either ask the heroes, or try and deduce where the most likely hollow breeding ground in the town is.

Hmm. But tomorrow though. Tonight you just wanted to go back to the hotel.

You went and had dinner there before heading up to your booked room to sleep through the night.




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Roughly 11 days remain until the ship arrives.

Right, today you had a choice of possible locations where you could go. Obviously the first was the Heroics Bureau if you just wanted to ask them directly but that would probably involve you gaining temporary status there which would mean questions. Though that would mean your actions wouldn't be vigilantism anymore.

Other than that…
Well there was that island called Alcatraz that you'd heard about. Things were probably bad there since it was a prison, though you didn't know how long ago anything horrible had happened there so you didn't know if it counted.

Alternatively there were apparently various hospitals around the city, along with two or three cemeteries. Those could be worth checking.

And damn, you didn't want to forget about the search for Alishar either, even if you didn't know where exactly he was and you should probably find him quickly. Blindfire's comments about a lack of planning potentially allowing the kidnapper to escape stuck with you.

Alishar would be devastated if he let the kidnapper get away because of a mistake, so finding him sooner so he could be part of the planning was vital.

Was there anything else that came to mind? Maybe another place you'd want to visit?

[ ] Heroics Bureau
[ ] Alcatraz Island
[ ] San Francisco hospitals
[ ] San Francisco cemeteries
[ ] Somewhere else (Write in, also what you want to do there.)

Managed to get this out today instead of tomorrow, hooray. It is a bit shorter than before but I wanted to give you a chance to realise why finding the agents was hard. Fun fact, I cheated on your behalf in this chapter. You originally rolled a 1 on that wisdom check and I thought it would be really unhelpful if that tip got relayed to you incorrectly so I just rerolled.
 
Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 21 New

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Hmm. A cemetery would be best. You had a day to check them over too. After the complimentary breakfast (Which deserved a mention every day) You headed out to begin poking around at the different cemeteries.

You started the day in the south of the city at the Golden Gate National cemetery, the cemetery in the city furthest from the bridge its name came from. That was vaguely amusing. The confusing thing was the relative lack of spirits there.

Cemeteries normally had one or two pluses hanging around from what you'd been taught. It would just be whoever had been brought there before the previous patrol and the current time. This cemetery was largely empty though.

You continued north through the day, visiting the graves of many. There weren't actually that many murals around graveyards compared to the rest of the city, it seems less fighting happened here. Either that or it being a graveyard let the victims get more specific murals.

You were able to find some graves for more public heroes, but it seems that if you hadn't wanted your identity to be published after death, you were given a regular grave to keep your privacy.

You could respect that in a way, the dead were entitled to their privacy if they wanted it. Shinigami and souls were people too.

The lack of souls as you travelled was really quite bizarre. You tried to think through the logistic chains. Either one of the two had to be true: The Agents patrolled very frequently, maybe every day or something like that, or the agents had something in place to catch the souls before they're bodies were buried. Maybe funeral homes?

Your gather information: 11+9

You were able to visit a few funeral homes to check but those you found were empty of both ghosts and bodies. Maybe if you came when they were fresh you might have a chance to see an agent.

Either way, you went back to the original plan of checking graveyards.

You stopped for lunch first though as it was getting into the afternoon. After that you kept going down the list.

It was really bizarre, the fact was a city of this size should be producing maybe seventeen pluses per day, at least if your rough maths was accurate.

Where on earth were said corpses?

As the day dragged on you did start to see some pluses at some of the last few graveyards you visited. Maybe this was today's seventeen. It might be worth hanging out to see how the Agents got them so quickly


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The northmost cemetery in the city was a pet cemetery, the second northmost was a veteran's cemetery. Neither had any pluses really. Or that had been what you thought at first. There was one spirit waiting in the veteran's cemetery though.

The old man sat on a grave, the chain of fate clearly visible against what looked like an old army uniform. The earth of the grave plot was still disturbed. He had likely been buried just earlier today.

After pausing to consider, you ended up heading over to him. His chain was shrinking, but not entirely gone. He maybe had a day left, maybe two.

"Hello." You said. He looked up at you sadly before he seemed to realise you were talking to him instead of the grave.

"You can see me?"

You gave a nod and he looked a mix of relieved and scared.

"Am I… dead? No one has been able to see me or answer me. I can't even move things anymore."

"You are." You nodded.

The man buried his head in his hands "Oh. So… I was wrong then. And they were right?"

"About what?" You asked, curious.

The old man shook his head "It's not important for you, not really. But… does that mean I'll be trapped here forever?"

You raised an eyebrow "I doubt it, but you can tell me your story if you want to know if anything in it would affect you."

The man hesitated, but eventually nodded.

"I didn't believe in the afterlife, or god. I thought 'how could they exist if we can't find them.' Now I'm just worried, have I been left in the mortal world in punishment for that?"

"No." You chuckled "You're fine. Someone will come along, probably within a day if my guess is right, to bring you to the other side."

The man shook his head "Heaven? I was always told I wouldn't go there without faith. Does faith when I'm dead count?"

You shrugged at that "I don't really know much about how heaven works specifically. I was actually looking to talk to the person who will come to collect you so… do you mind me waiting here with you."

The man gave a soft smile "I don't mind, it will be good to have someone beside me, even if it's just a kind stranger."

You nodded "Then let me introduce myself, my name is Kalina."

"I am- I was-" The man hesitated and looked down at his name on the gravestone "I was called Abraham, you know, like in the bible?"

"I haven't read the bible." You admitted "I have yet to see a point to it."

That got a laugh out of Abraham "And you're staying with me trying to meet some angel here to take me to heaven?"

"The bible was written by humans, not angels." Or at least, you were fairly sure the Agents had passed it along. You weren't sure though. Another thing you should probably ask about.

There was a moment of peace between you. It stretched.

"They'll really take me if I had no faith for them in life?"

"I don't see why they wouldn't. Their counterparts don't care if you do or don't."

"Demons?" The man asked worriedly. You shook your head though.

"Heaven's dominion doesn't cover the entire world, only the west. The east has its own system. I can explain how that works if you want."

You could even perform the Konsō if you wanted, but the man was bait of a sort to lure out the agents, so just sending him on would be a waste and could cause a political problem if taken the wrong way.

He nodded so you began to explain. Only the lighter parts, souls being guided to the afterlife where they get to live in peace, protected by powerful souls. You left out hollows, it would just stress the man out.

You did explain the basics of what Jigoku and Hell were from what you understood, along with the fact that it took a lot of bad things to get sent there. Just being a little bad won't stop you from reaching peace.

Even so, you were curious. You contemplated telling him you could do it, that said, you didn't really know the process the Agents used so you'd probably only be able to send him to soul society. Best not to separate him from his loved ones.

Hmm. Was there anything you wanted to talk to him about while you waited.

[ ] Stay with Abraham in silence.
[ ] Offer to perform a Konsō
[ ] Talk to him about something else (Write in what)

Talking with a friendly plus is fun. I was originally planning this chapter's votes to be a few other things like leaving to investigate other graveyards as they were likely filling up by this time or simply going to investigate something else but that would have felt rude.
 
Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 22 New

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Well, if there was time, you wouldn't mind asking him about a few things.

"I see you're wearing some sort of uniform, do you mind telling me about it?"

Abraham paused but nodded "Sure, I can tell some stories. I was recruited for a war in Vietnam, I assume you heard about it."

You shook your head "I'm not actually human, I haven't lived in your culture."

"You're not?" The man hesitated "Are you one of the eastern angels you talked about?"

"I'm not, my people live deep underground though so we also don't involve ourselves in your affairs normally."

The man chuckled at that "You're a bit tall to be a dwarf."

You didn't really understand what he meant so he explained the classic idea in human fantasy of a race of short and hairy people that lived under the earth. How much of them had been inspired by tall tales that were born from a human learning about the Gaian's empire in one way or another?

In bits and pieces you shared your stories. He told you of the war, of the friends he lost and the men he was forced to kill.

"I wonder." He looked to the side "What did they think of it, when they died and met the reapers. Vietnam is in the east so it was likely they weren't even taken by the angels."

He lapsed into silence for a moment before continuing.

"My friends, they had faith, and when they died they didn't even go to the heaven they expected to. That seems unfair to them."

You didn't really disagree though you didn't know too much about how the faiths of humanity really worked.

On your half, you told him of the empire below. How you've been around a long time, longer perhaps than almost anyone else.

"Hmm. Tolkien was right." The man chuckled. He explained that it was another reference to the fantasy stories of humanity, mostly that an author had said that dwarves were one of the oldest races. You really had to look into that book series.

After sighing though, Abraham commented "It's so fantastical, but I guess this is too. It reminds me of a book I read a few years ago. A man spoke with death who gave them a few kind words before taking them away. Do you think humans have seen these kinds of things and told stories?"

"I have no doubt." You agreed "While the number of spiritually aware humans is small, they all talk."

Who knew how it first started? Maybe with a spiritually aware child sitting by their parents as they passed, only to be visited by a man or woman in dark clothing. Alternatively, maybe it was a lucky guess? There isn't a good way to know.

"How old are you?" The man asked after another pause "By appearance I'd think… twenty?"

"About that." You agreed "Eighteen or nineteen, though my kind doesn't age after reaching physical maturity."

Abraham looked down at his wrinkled hands "So you'll live forever, how does it not get boring for your kind?"

You thought back to the stories you'd heard about noble's committing suicide "Some can't take it, but for most of us it just seems to be a thing of one day after another. There's things to do, and as long as that's true we can always see what comes in the next day."

You paused before continuing "I probably won't live forever. My line of work is fairly violent, I might die in battle one day."

"Try to avoid that." Abraham noted "And if it became unavoidable… make sure you're with friends and family if you can."

"Was that how you died?" You asked. He nodded.

"Around midnight last night, I'm glad they were all with me."

You promised the old man you'd try to die with family and friends, though you didn't expect it to be likely. More interestingly, his time of death. He'd really gotten through the process quickly then. It explained why he was here at least if he was that newly dead.

As more time passed, you finally asked "Do you have anything you want me to do? After you're gone?"

He shook his head "No, my earthly affairs are settled with my will. I would ask you to look after my family but seeing as you're a traveller, that might be difficult."

"I can still check in on them for you, now and again." you offered.

He nodded at that, it seemed like it was good enough.

The sun began to dip below the horizon and Abraham stood up. There was a strange look on his face as he did.


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"Something's wrong." he said simply as he began to walk- no, while he was taking small steps he was trying to take them away. He was sliding slowly across the ground.

This was- This was bizarre. You quickly reached out to catch the spirit. Abraham's chain was falling forward, as if gravity was pulling it towards the place that he was slipping towards. You weren't feeling anything strange though. There wasn't even any real weight on your arms as you held the old ghost.

It was like he was feeling something pulling him, without actually being pulled.

Whatever this was, you suspected it probably had something to do with the lack of spirits in the graveyards you'd been checking.

The invisible force was "Pulling" Abraham north. While you were halfway convinced to keep him here, you knew you wouldn't be able to find the source of whatever this was without his help as you still couldn't feel anything.

"Are you okay?" You asked him. The old soldier shook his head "It feels like something yanking at me with a rope."

You looked at his chain of fate worriedly but other than flying out in the direction of the pull, it didn't look like the force was damaging it.

"Is the feeling coming from the chain?" You asked to check. He shook his head though.

"It feels like I'm getting pulled from my waist. Like I've had a rope wrapped around me and I am being pulled along like some farm animal."

If you left him alone, he'd probably get pulled towards the point you wanted to investigate anyway, so you couldn't really just leave him somewhere safe before giving it all a look yourself. That really meant you had three options:

[ ] Leave him here, knowing he'll get pulled along as you search around north of your current location.
[ ] Stay with him and keep him here and safe from danger.
[ ] Bring him with you on your back or something as you went to investigate.

A bit of a worrying turn there at the end, made harder as you have someone here you have been interacting well with. Now the question is: is the investigation worth the risk? Not to you, but to Abraham. You're currently not under any real threat from this.
 
Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 23 New

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You took a breath and thought through what you should do.

"I've been investigating the lack of ghosts all day." You commented to Abraham as you held onto him "I think I just found an explanation."

The old man didn't seem to know how to respond to that at first so you got a better hold around him so you weren't just stretching his arm.

"I'm sorry, but do you mind coming with me so I can figure out the source of whatever this is?"

Abraham sighed and nodded "If ghosts are going missing without leave, I can only think it's something evil. I have put my life at risk to protect people before, I am ready to risk my death to do the same."

With a nod, you take him onto your back. Ghosts are about as heavy as they were when alive as long as they are not doing anything to make themselves lighter. Old humans weren't really that heavy apparently.

The combination of these things made it easy enough to allow him to come with you safely as a navigator.

You were going to cast spells to protect him and you now, but it was probably better to find the source of this first if you didn't want to waste a bit of reiatsu or stand out in a crowd.

With him over your back, you made your way north and west until you reached the golden gate bridge.

The footpath was still open for the next… roughly an hour so you began heading along it. As you did you saw a few other figures staggering north across the bridge. More ghosts getting pulled along by the unknown force.

Whatever this was felt really awkward

Once you had crossed the bridge Abraham pointed west, though all you could see in that direction were craggy hills. It was the same direction the ghosts were being pulled though so you followed along behind them.

Once you descended from the bridge's footpath, you needed to head across half a kilometre of hills and twisting roads before you made out the destination that all the ghosts were heading towards.

It was a small forest that according to a sign was called the Kirby Campground.


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"I wonder if they've ever complained about ghost sightings." you asked aloud.

You felt Abraham shrug from your back "I don't know, I've never even heard of this place before and I've lived in the city for most of my life."

As you started heading down the hill though, Abraham asked you to stop a moment.

"There's some sort of light in the center." He noted. You didn't see anything of the sort but it might be related to why he could feel this and you couldn't.

As you drew closer though and the night began to set in, you could start making out a slight glow. Though it wasn't nearly as strong as Abraham seemed to think it was.

You hid your reiatsu as best as you could as you went in to investigate and tried to stay obscured in shadows.

Your hide reiatsu: 4+15

"Who goes there?" You heard a voice say.

Welp, you messed up. Even if they felt you though, you could still try and hide.




"Silvester! There's a strange soul nearby." the voice said "I can't see it anywhere, mind looking around?"

"Not a problem John."

Footsteps were heard and you did your best to stay still and quiet.

Your breathing was soft as you tried to figure out what was going on. They had said soul, so these were probably the people behind whatever this strange force was.

Human sounding names was a good sign.

As you were hiding, Abraham stuck his head out to look towards the source of the light. He chose just the wrong moment though as you soon heard the footsteps approach you.

No time to lose.

You chanted in Japanese.

"Spectral Armour come, A battlefield awaits me, guard me with your all! Bakudo number zero-six: Kaisatsuguchi."

"What was that?" The second man's footsteps sped up as you burst out of cover, armour like smoky glass forming around you.

Your burst of reiatsu sent a small shockwave out into the air that revealed your presence to the other figure too so you could get a rough look at the two of them. Humanoid and wearing dark hooded cloaks. The one charging your position carried a handaxe while the more distant one carried a massive scythe.

"Are you two agents?" You asked quickly to try and delay any fight if you could manage it.

The charging man paused, "We… We work for the government."


"Don't lie, I actually need to know. Assuming you two are agents is the most positive assumption I could make. The alternative is taking you two as some sort of cultists."



"What do you know about agents Miss?" the one with an axe lowered his weapon slightly as he asked.

"Mostly that it was frustrating that I couldn't find them." You noted "I was meant to check in with them when I arrived in the city but couldn't find them."




"Okay then." They lowered their weapons completely. "Who told you to contact us?"

"I thought it was just common courtesy?" You asked "But I just came from Australia if that's what you need to know."

"No, it's… argh. Whatever. We work out of an office in the north called "Saints' spiritualism."

"An office building?" You were confused "Why not a church?"

The one near you snorted at that "What? No. That would make it far too easy for ghost-hunters to find us. If we work out of somewhere that seems obvious fake, they don't bother paying attention."

Fair enough but you looked towards the light.

"What's going on tonight then?"

"Our daily patrol, in a way." The distant one said as you approached the light "We can't do a patrol properly, not with all those 'supers' running about. So we set up a soul reclamation device here and just judge pluses as they come here."

The source of the light was a small tube that was lying on the ground, covered in flashing lights.

"Have you not seen one before?" The scythe wielder asked "They're standard equipment when it's hard for us to get in somewhere. We just set one outside a disaster area and all the ghosts within come to us."

You let Abraham off your back but kept an eye on him, ready to cast Bakudo 14 on him if required. You'd explained the basics of it to him just in case.

Now… What did you want to say to these agents?

[ ] Complain about the ethics of dragging all the ghosts out here instead of going to them.
[ ] Ask them something (Write in)
[ ] Thank them and ask them to see to Abraham
[ ] Other (Write in)

So no fight because of mistaken identity, but now instead you have the current situation to discuss. Not much to say here really. This chapter feels like a "Part 1" of a bigger situation.
 
Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 24 New

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyqNtJSQvZo

You let your head drop into your hands with a groan before looking back up at the two of them.

"I have to ask for your patience. This is all deeply confusing to me. I'm much more used to things in the eastern side... or among my own people."

"Your own people?" the distant agent said as he walked towards you "Hmm… no animalistic features. No horns or smoke coming off you. No Lost soul spiritual power… what are you?"

"A Gaian." You said "If you know what those are."

The man opened his mouth in an "Ah" kind of motion but remained silent before nodding "I see."

The one with the handaxe nodded "We don't hear about them that often. You lot mostly stay under the dirt and don't bother humans after all."

You shrugged "Well, I'm here. I'll explain why in a moment, but first-" you waved at the 'soul reclamation device' before continuing "That seems kind of rude to the pluses."

"No other option really." The scythe wielder points out "We're to avoid being noticed by humanity and if the supers noticed us we'd get pulled into their affairs. Soul reclamation devices aren't cheap to make, but they are cheap enough that using one each day keeps us free from humans noticing."

…None of that was about how it affected pluses though.

"What about the souls themselves?" You asked.

"What about them?" Scythe wielder shrugged "It's only an hour or so of discomfort and then things are sorted one way or another. Besides, we don't know if they're good or bad yet, and if the device catches a lost soul in its radius, it gets pulled here too and can't hurt any of the other spirits on the way here."

"Lost soul?" You asked, you'd heard the term before… what was it…

The handaxe user… what were their names again, that would be an easier way to refer to them. You think the other had called him Silvester earlier. He offered an explanation.

"Ah, I believe the east calls them 'empties' or something like that."

"Hollows?" You check.

Silvester nods "That's the word."

Nodding, you continue "Now, if I can explain why I'm here; I'm currently wandering the world and helping where I can, and that got me into an adventure with a Djinn named Alishar. His wife was kidnapped by someone we believe to be a Shinigami and he's on a boat to San Francisco, likely to arrive in a bit over a week."

"The hell?" The other one, John, the one with the scythe, asked "A kidnapping Shinigami bringing their business over here."

He had to pause to think about it "That doesn't make any sense. Surely they'd keep any criminal activities to their own land so they could avoid justice. That's what Shinigami of the past did at least."

It sounded like there could be a story there, but it was something for later.

"Regardless, I've been keeping quiet to the supers about the supernatural so when I told them, I just said he was a rogue super. I would like as much help as I can get though."

Silvester was thoughtful at that "If the supers know, it might be hard for us to involve ourselves without being spotted I'm afraid, we might be able to get a message sent up the chain though about this. Division 6 could look into if the soul society knew anything about this. If we could get confirmation on the criminal, there'd be legal basis for Divisions 14 and then 12 to get involved."

Division 14? Hmm. It seemed Heaven had more divisions than soul society did.

Regardless, most of your questions for now had asked so you turned back to the fairly confused Abraham.

"Well then, I got you here at least, one of these two can help you pass on."

"I see." The old soldier nodded, his eyes landing on John's large weapon "It won't hurt will it."

"Only a pinprick." John promised, holding his scythe near the head for better control. When Abraham was ready, John pricked the weapon against his chest, near where his chain was.

A trickle of blood ran down the scythe, appearing to ignore the normal pull of gravity, or the fact that souls don't have blood in the normal way.

The blood reached the shaft of the scythe which began to glow and John's eyes unfocused for a second.

When they came back into focus though, something was wrong.

"I'm sorry." John said, before raising the scythe again "I'm so sorry."


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHJw7IqqGww

Silvester stood back quickly and you grew tense. In the spot that John had pierced Abraham was a small symbol. It looked like a… what was the word for that? An octagon? An eight-sided shape. Within it was a numeral six.

John looked regretful and you didn't like that face combined with his apologies. He was about to do something bad. If you hesitated, you wouldn't be able to interfere.

[ ] Stay back and watch, you don't know what is going on but it's their job to do this properly.
[ ] Step in to protect the old soldier.

Sorry for the lack of chapters over the last few days (I was distracted and other hobbies were draining my focus away) but I'm back now.
I reordered your vote a bit to put the dramatic moment at the end of the chapter rather than the beginning.
In other news, I struggle to find fitting music for agents. Shinigami use normal bleach music but I hesitate to use anime music for the western angels. I considered Bayonetta music but that has the wrong sort of feel for them. Any other ideas?
 
Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 25 New

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHJw7IqqGww

You didn't stop him. You didn't know what had happened but that was just a reason to stay out of this.

John brought his weapon down in a quick slice. Your emotions spiked as the swinging scythe cut right through Abraham.

The old soldier gasped as if punched in the torso and you saw cracks forming on his chain of fate. A moment later the chain had broken entirely, leaving only the round hole of a Hollow over his heart.

You didn't understand it, you didn't get it at all. For some reason the agent had made Abraham into a hollow. John then raised his finger and chanted.

"Repent your wickedness and find your way to the lord."

He swiped his finger down and the ground beneath Abraham's feet seemed to erode incredibly quickly, becoming a sinkhole. Abraham tried to scramble away but skeletal hands reached from the sinkhole to grab him.

You felt a malefic power flowing out from that hole.


It… it was the power of hell. This was a gate to hell, though it was different from the one used in the east.

"What… what are you-" You stammered out just as the arms caught the man you'd known as a good person. Nothing had felt off about him. He wasn't a serial killer, he'd never even known about the supernatural so he surely couldn't commit any sins against the natural order to warrant this.

Even so, you weren't able to grab him before the hands dragged him away.

The faces of the agents were stony as they watched the man get dragged away.

As he passed, the sinkhole closed up, returning the ground to the unmarked way it should be.

"What?" You had to repeat again, your voice a croak "Why? What on earth did he do?"

"That was a six." Silvester noted as he looked at his partner "How much was it…?"

"Barely anything." John sounded… angry? No, not anger. Resolute annoyance? As if it was something that had to be done, dirty business that he disliked "He wasn't an idiot, just… ignored."

"What are you talking about?" You asked again "What did he do to deserve that?"

"Heresy." Silvester sighed "That's what that six meant, his crime was heresy."

Heresy… you'd never heard of the term before. The gaian empire didn't think about religion in that way, nor did the Shinigami. The concept had just never been explained.

"As one who was sure of the lack of the lord's existence, there was no saving him. Had he doubted, had he been unsure, he might have been able to reach Purgatory but…"

The idea was absurd to you. Condemned to hell, simply because he didn't believe in the ruler of western heaven?

"He had though!" you stated "He knew of heaven after death."

John shook his head "It doesn't count. The sins of life can't be judged after death. If a good man was unable to be saved in time and became a lost soul, should he be judged for those he slew while trapped in that madness? No, it wasn't his fault. They can only be judged on what they did while alive!"

The tension was thickening, you weren't enemies with these people but…

"It's clearly wrong though!" You continued.

Silvester nodded "There are provisions in place, teams from Division 12 that go into hell to rescue those condemned unfairly."

That felt back to front though. The entire idea of the realm called hell was that it was the last stop. Once a soul goes there, that's it, they're trapped there for eternity. It's the place souls go when they can't safely be recycled back into the flow of reincarnation.

It's not meant to just be a dumping ground for souls that simply didn't believe in life. That's…

A mental image flashed across your cognition. A hypothetical gaian noble who had people executed simply because they thought him a fool. That was the kind of thing this was.

The Gaian emperor wasn't that petty, that's one of the many reasons people accept his leadership. He leads well. That's the point. Why would people follow a leader who's this petty? To judge others to the refuse bin just because they don't respect him. Even the Shinigami don't do something that petty!

You didn't say that out loud of course.


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyqNtJSQvZo

You took a breath, trying to regain your sense of balance. They said agents go into hell (another idea that sounded stupid) to retrieve the souls judged there without a purpose.

Abraham should be able to get the rewards for a life well lived, hopefully.

Taking another breath, then a third to calm your nerves fully, you turned to the agents. Was there anything else you wanted to talk about to them? Or did you want to head back to the hotel now?

(You may ask multiple things, just include them in a vote together)
[ ] Ask more details about their jobs in this city.
[ ] Ask about hell (Write in specifics as it's a very wide subject)
[ ] Ask about their views on the supers.
[ ] Just go, leave, try to put tonight's business behind you now you know where the agents are based.

Another fairly short chapter, but I felt this was worth putting on its own. I'm starting to realise how long this sidestory may be though and I'm just hoping it's done by the time it's sister quest gets to soul society.
Anyway: Hell. It's certainly a thing.
 
Act 0.7: Wings and Wind, Part 26 New

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyqNtJSQvZo

Scratching your head, you tried to distract yourself from the sights you'd just seen, if only for a moment.

You had more things to ask first, such as:

"So what do you actually do in the city?"

Silvester shook his head "Not much actually. That's the problem with this sort of city. With so many spiritually aware humans running about, we can't do that much. Sometimes we stop by out of uniform to help gather information but most of the time it's just doing things like this."

He nodded to the soul reclamation device still beeping on the ground.

"What do you mean 'Out of uniform'?"

John held up a flap of the black cloak and explained "While we are spiritual entities, we aren't actually invisible to the non-spiritually aware. These cloaks change that, allowing us to walk without needing to worry about being spotted."

Silvester nodded and repeated a thing he'd just said "With so many spiritually aware humans around though, these cloaks might as well be useless."

Huh, that was interesting. So Agents didn't strictly need a false body to interact with humans like you'd heard Shinigami did. Though if they were spiritual they could probably still use one if they wanted.

"We also go out of costume while getting lunch." John added "We do need to eat after all."

That seemed like a strange limitation but it was true for Shinigami as well. Many types of spirits, should they be powerful enough, still needed to eat. Gaians were just lucky they didn't need any.

Okay, you'd given your mind a moment to pause, time to get back to the more important question.

"So Squad 12-"

"Division 12." John interrupted, "Shinigami use squads, we use divisions."

Huh? Why?

Well, assuming they had different numbering systems that might make sense just as a way to differentiate them. Something tickled at your memory, but you pushed it aside for now.

"Right, so, what do they do?"

John sighed and nodded "They're the best of the best. Division 12 is the branch of special forces. Me and Sil here are part of Division 9, Soul reclamation. While we work in the human world to send the spirits of the recently dead on, Division 12 generally works in hell. They are able to disguise themselves to look and feel like Lost souls, then they break into the topmost level of hell and work their way down to Dis, the city where heretics go-"

"What actually defines heretics?" You ask to interrupt him a moment "I don't really know the word in context."

Silvester shrugged "In definition, it's holding a belief that doesn't agree with official canon. In our line of work though it can best be summed up as 'disbelief of the most holy in a way he doesn't permit.' Most of the abrahamic faiths are actually fine, though some of them were tainted a few hundred years ago."

"Tainted?"

John nodded and followed up "They were true believers of the lord, but they were lied to by a deceiver in such a way that despite their belief they count as heretics, it's an ongoing problem. Division 12 spends a lot of their time to rescue them from hell."

If a few lies was all it took to make people who were truly faithful "Not count" then that gave you an even worse impression of whoever was doing the judging on this matter.

"Then there are the other heresies." Silvester continued "Atheists and various polytheistic groups, some conservatives think they deserve to stay in hell but the general attitude is one of "They didn't know they were wrong, so we should help them out if we can."

…Damn.

You shook your head "Why hasn't this all been fixed by now? From how you're describing it, that layer of hell might as well only exist to give Division 12 a job."

John looked annoyed "It's part of the lord's plan. You shouldn't question it Gaian."

What, they tell you all the problems with it and then get annoyed when you ask what the point of it is?

"So unlike Shinigami, everyone who doesn't agree with you on this half of the world is destined to go to hell?"

"Correct." John nodded "Honestly, it's amazing that the eastern heaven hasn't fallen apart yet when they're letting in so many people that break from their culture."

…Most people go to the Rukon district and from there they likely wouldn't have that much power to make changes. Besides it was as you said to Abraham, they knew now how it worked so even if they were wrong in life, they can get it right now.

Heaven sure had its own problems to work out. The misuse of hell seemed like it should cause a problem. It might upset the balance of souls in a way. You could only hope that the truly evil souls couldn't pass themselves off as repentful and escape through the aid of the Agent's division 12.

Moving on, you came to the last thing you wanted to discuss today.

"What do you two actually think of the supers in the city.?"

"Had you asked me when I was alive," John began, "I would have said they were great. They helped us win the world wars after all. But now? They're troublesome. Something about them reduces belief in mortals. I haven't seen the figures exactly, but Atheism is much more common these days which leads to its own problems. In my opinion, heroes should be encouraging people to go to church more."

Silvester chuckled at his partner's words "I think they're okay at least. It is a self-perpetuating mess. The spiritual power they release goes on to create more 'supers'. However it is good that they're protecting humanity. Do I wish there were less of them so we could get on with our jobs properly? Yes. Do I wish they were gone completely? No. When heroes die and either go to heaven or get rescued out of hell, they make very good agents. Some even keep the powers they had while alive."

Well then, that was all you wanted to ask about for now. Your emotions still twisted within you but you left to return to your hotel.

The bridge's footpaths had closed to the public, but that didn't stop you doing some quick flashsteps to avoid the barricades entirely.

Once you got back to the hotel, you crashed onto the bed with the day's events swimming through your mind.




View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6KeN9G9IkU

Roughly 10 days remain until the ship arrives.

Well then, time was marching on and there were still things you could do. The primary goal at this point was probably to hunt down where Alishar went. Either that or to improve your relations with the heroes.

Alternatively, you could do some more vigilantism, though that might make you some enemies on both sides.

Or if you had more things you wanted to ask, you could go to the Agent's base in the city.

Was there anything else that came to mind? Maybe another place you'd want to visit?

[ ] Heroics Bureau
[ ] Agent's SF base
[ ] Alcatraz Island
[ ] San Francisco hospitals
[ ] Vigilantism (Try to hunt down some villains)
[ ] Somewhere else (Write in, also what you want to do there.)

And yep, heaven is just as bad as soul society in some ways. For some context on the deceiver's lies, in this setting it's one of the things that set off the crusades. But heaven does make good use of the recruits it pulls out of hell, for just one example (As you're unlikely to meet him) Achilles of Greek myth fame is heaven's master of arms. And yes, he did spend time in hell first, have you read Dante's Inferno?
 
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