Pale Reckoning

It was a moment that had been lost in the tales of time. Tsubasa Unabara had vanished from this world and left it. His existence had seemed to just disappear for a while. Something happened without cause or reasonable purpose.His reiatsu simply disappeared from the playing field. All the Unabara had undergone such a tragedy, those with the name had to pay the toll finally. They all had to answer for the wicked things they had done. His daughter was missing and his son was missing in action. Nothing remained in the former compound that was once in the Seireitei. It was as though the Unabara never existed in that place. Something was erasing them from this place and doing exceptionally well. His eyes remained hidden behind a sakkat that covered them and his features. The straw made hat was useful as he tried to figure the situation out. But for the moment, only one question remained on his mind. His hand rested on Byakko and the other blade. Time would be the judge of things as always. But the Unabara were certainly in danger from some unseen attacker. His eyes glanced down at the corpses that followed in the trail. He'd killed them before they had time to react. His pressure was hidden until the moment of attack. Keeping everything contained till the moment it was right to release it. He counted twelve thus far in number as he examined them closely. They wore cloaks and weren't able to be identified as they wore strange devices. Removing those devices lead to them dying from an unknown cause. It was hard to hold back his anger from this situation. Nobody knew this situation at all. They were blind or perhaps naive to the annihilation of the Unabara. It was a declaration of war upon his family and their way of life. Some things weren't going to be tolerated kindly by him. He'd already found part of them and slaughtered them without mercy. The question did remain on who sent them after them. Was it the Gotei 13 seeking to remove him and his family from their noble status?

Perhaps it was someone within the Heroes that he'd stood beside? His eyes looked around the area he was in slowly. It was mostly forest and wastelands for now. A trail of corpses leads to him as it had been previously. Till his family was found it would have to be this way. And when the one responsible for it all was found. Hell would be the least of toes responsible's worries. The Gotei 13 if involved would have a war with him. Did he mind being one against many Captains and protectors? No, but, for now, it wasn't the problem. The Gotei 13 was fixing its problems right now that plagued it. His breath was soft as he began to leave the area behind. The body count was going to rise up without end. Those fools did make one mistake that would be their undoing. The Unabara left a certain essence on those who did it. He would ruthlessly dispatch every single one of them. Without remorse or mercy, they would be brought down before his blade. Age meant nothing to him, those with the essence were guilty. This was something the Unabara used to track one another long ago. But those who had it were guilty of spilling Unabara blood. The time to pay the Grim Reaper his fee had come for them. Bounty Hunters perhaps or maybe even more sinister was that someone gave them information. Information that let them get the Unabara at the weakest moment. His frame vanished in a moment a loud snapping noise happened. A person fell from the tree dead his head spun around. His lips parted as he laid on the ground staring blankly. Loyalty was something important to them and whoever did the deed. Had captured his daughter and if a hair was harmed on that child's head. His reiatsu slipped for a moment sending lightning throughout the forest. People began falling out of the tree to the ground. His hand slowly drew his katana from his waist. It was an instant without sound as they fell over to the ground. He didn't need to get information or interrogate anyone. His daughter's location was something he knew how to track already.

The blood of the Unabara was in her and he could track her on that. A storm was coming for those who had taken her from him. And his eyes started out as he entered a city now. Rukongai Zaraki District was the name some people called this place. He knew it as an another name that most wouldn't understand, home. This was home for him and the Blood Thirsty Unabara. He sidestepped a swing of a blade at his figure slicing the man in half. Was it considered manslaughter for him to do this? No this weren't fit to be called men these worthless animals. His hand slowly pulled the straw hat off his head. He dropped it to the ground his crimson eyes staring out at them. He gripped his blade now as he prepared to fight this group that had appeared. Twenty men weren't much of a challenge, however, this wasn't part of the group. They didn't have the essence of his family upon them. These were animals of the Zaraki District's blood lust. It was sudden but those looking for him would feel it. A huge burst of spiritual pressure appeared in the far District. Tsubasa lived and he wasn't in the most sociable of moods. The twenty men realized their mistake far too late. He gave his sword a single swing and sliced them in half. Blade's snapped like twigs under the force of his blow. Sheathing his blade blood sprayed into the air and covered the surrounding area. A painting of blood across the ground and buildings formed. His hand reached down picking up the straw hat and putting it on. Just as his power came out for a moment it disappeared. This little scene was a warning for his enemies whoever they may be. They would feel the Pale Rider's unbridled fury. Because he was free of the shackles that being a Captain put upon him. Tsubasa could do as he pleased and leave a trail of corpses thousands of miles wide. And this manhunt had only just begun.