Red Rain

The three were utterly speechless. Not in anyone's wildest dreams would they ever think the Kisuke Urahara, one of the world's greatest scientists, if not the greatest, had died before their very eyes. For all the power he possessed and for all his meticulous strategies, none of it saved him in the end.

Jinta wanted to scream. He wanted to yell at the top of his lungs. Perhaps even curse for what Silas had done. There was no reason he shouldn't, but after witnessing how dangerous his Bankai was, he couldn't seem to get the words out.

The area in front of Kisuke's shop loomed beneath the iron-grey sky. Thanks to the barrier in place, almost everything stayed intact. Yet that couldn't protect them from the melancholic emotions plaguing the atmosphere.

Just then, rain began to fall. Silas's gaze turned glacial. There was no recognition in his eyes, no trace of remorse for having slain their proud shopkeeper.

Each bead of water droplets slid down his face, trailing faint paths across his cheeks. His orange hair darkened and clung to his skin. It painted a scene of bleak serenity, but he felt nothing. His gaze remained hollow, void of any care.

"How could you?" Ururu said in a soft tone, her tears mixing with the falling rain.

"You three are nothing. In a real fight, it's live or die; play for keeps."

"No, you psycho!" Jinta yelled, his voice louder than the pummeling rain. "She meant why you'd do something like this? We never did anything wrong to you!"

This world, a complex construct of spirits and souls, held no answers to satisfy Silas's own burning queries. Let alone enough to answer these characters' questions. Where did a being like Silas come from? Why here? Why now?

Silas turned his face toward the sky, and for a moment, the falling rain mirrored the tears he would never allow himself to shed. His cold, furious answer sent goosebumps down their spines, words slicing deeper than a sword: "To test how strong I really am and nothing else..."

All that mattered to him was survival, and Kisuke had, until very recently, posed a very clear threat to that. His death was simply a stepping stone, another fallen obstacle in the relentless path Silas knew he would need to carve to escape.

As he turned to walk into the shop, Jinta pulled out a giant club, ready to smash it on his head. Tessai yelled for him to stop, but it was too late.

Moments before impact, Silas unsheathed his sword and stabbed the boy right in his artificial heart!

He hung there, shocked beyond measure, and let his anger get the better of him. Silas's eyes held the chill of an arctic glacier. This wasn't the first time he had harmed a little child in this world. Blood spewed from Jinta's mouth as his arms slowly dropped.

Tessai quickly performed a high-level spell, causing Jinta's heart to continue beating despite a blade inside it. Silas had never seen this spell before, so he removed his weapon and sliced the boy's head off! The look on Tessai's face clearly told him that he thought he would have at least shown mercy. If Silas could read minds, he would think the former captain misjudged how cruel he truly was.

Tessai didn't hesitate to grab Ururu and run off with her. Where could they run? Did they believe Silas would simply let them go?

Jinta's bloodstain-covered head rolled on the ground. Silas remained still amidst the chaotic aftermath of the boy's demise. His calm demeanour was not something Tessai wanted to deal with, so he fled for help.

With a guttural cry, Tessai performed a spell to create a portal in front of where he was running. Silas didn't flinch. A flick of his wrist, and the portal vanished into a swirl of spiritual particles. Tessai was stopped mid-run, stunned that his spell, a spell cast by the former head of the Kidō Corps, was erased as if it was nothing!

For that to have happened, Silas would have had to understood what sort of location he was even trying to go to. How could Silas not know? The former captain was banned from entering the Soul Society. The only other place he could run to was Hueco Mundo.

Tessai turned around, bewildered at their entrapment. Ururu sobbed, her small body shaking in his arm. In that moment, something shattered within the innocent girl's gaze. Much like in the story, she became a completely different person. Tessai could sense her spiritual pressure growing, so he let her go, unable to restrain her sudden burst of strength.

"You... killed Kisuke and Jinta," she said in a monotone voice. "I'll kill you for that."

Before Tessai could even stop her, she rushed forward and unleashed a storm of powerful punches, each aimed with blinding speed. Her resolve was the prelude to a desperate battle. And yet, it was an infant against a mighty lion—the fight was going to be one-sided.

Silas evaded effortlessly, each blow whistling past him. Ururu's strength couldn't even graze him. In the midst of dodging, he said, "You dare challenge me like that?" A booming noise was heard after he effortlessly stopped her punch with the back of his wrist. "You... neophytes."

With chilling swiftness and a sickening crunch, Zangetsu plunged into her skull and through her torso. Tessai, who was in the midst of performing an incantation, hesitated upon seeing he was too late. Ururu's small body fell lifelessly to the ground, her vacant eyes locked in their final expression of disbelief. Her final moments of existence were spent unable to make a difference.

"Your end won't be so casual," Silas said, turning to Tessai while swiping the blood from his blade.

Tessai stood, defiant but trembling. The moment he continued his incantation, a staggering amount of spiritual pressure weighed him down. It was all emanating from Silas's sword, bringing him to his knees. "Pierce the heavens… Zangetsu."

In one moment, Tessai was staring at the approaching Silas. In the next, his vision was looking across the floor as if he were lying on his side, unable to comprehend what had just happened. All he could see was that his body was still on its knees, but his head was detached from it!

Silas then stabbed into his skull, ensuring the kidō expert would never cast another spell again.