As the main Senkaimon gate violently expelled them into the Soul Society, the instructors and students found themselves surrounded by the imposing figures of the Gotei 13, including the formidable Head Captain Yamamoto. The severity of their situation was underscored by the stern expressions of the captains, the head captain's reiatsu casting an oppressive atmosphere over the group.
Head Captain Yamamoto, his gaze piercing and unwavering, stepped forward. "Explain yourselves," he demanded in a voice that resonated with authority. The other captains stood in stoic silence, their eyes keenly observing the situation.
Gengorō, feeling the weight of responsibility, stepped forward, his eyes meeting Head Captain Yamamoto's unwavering gaze. The intensity of Yamamoto's reiatsu nearly forced the captains to their knees, and an eerie stillness settled over the scene. The students, caught in the overwhelming presence, found their breaths stolen away.
Head Captain Yamamoto's voice, a low rumble that echoed through the air, repeated the question. "Why have you illegally opened the Senkaimon? Explain, or face the consequences."
Gengorō, steadying himself, began to recount the events that led them to Hueco Mundo. He explained the unforeseen malfunction of the Senkaimon, the group's arrival in the perilous realm of hollows, and the subsequent battle for survival. He emphasized the urgency of their situation, mentioning the missing students left stranded in that dangerous dimension.
"Our primary concern is the safety of our students. We found ourselves in Hueco Mundo, and it became imperative to open a gateway back to the Soul Society. However, due to the chaotic nature of our arrival, we were only able to locate and bring back fifteen of the fifty students. The rest are still stranded, and we request your assistance in mounting a rescue mission," Gengorō explained, maintaining a respectful tone.
Head Captain Yamamoto's stern expression softened slightly as he absorbed the information. The gravity of the situation became apparent, and the captains exchanged glances. The reiatsu's grip on the captains and students loosened, allowing them to breathe once again.
Silence hung in the air as the captains contemplated the course of action. Head Captain Yamamoto, after a thoughtful pause, addressed Gengorō. "Instructor Ōnabara, your actions are in direct violation of our protocols, and you shall be held accountable. However, your concern for the students is duly noted."
He turned to the assembled captains. "I will convene an emergency meeting to discuss this matter further. In the meantime, we will prepare a rescue squad to retrieve the remaining students. Captain of the 11th squad Kenpachi Kiganjō and 12th squad Kisuke Urahara will head to Hueco Mundo to look for the remaining students and figure out what happened."
The captains acknowledged Yamamoto's command with a solemn nod, their reiatsu no longer exerting its oppressive force. Gengorō, though aware of the consequences he might face, felt a sense of relief that the Head Captain had recognized the urgency of their predicament.
Head Captain Yamamoto, with a commanding presence, issued a final directive. "Prepare a detailed report of the incident, Instructor Ōnabara. We will convene shortly to determine the best course of action. Dismissed."
As the captains dispersed, Gengorō bowed respectfully and began to make his way to gather the necessary information for the report. Rin, who had regained his ability to breathe, approached Gengorō with a concerned expression.
"What will happen now?" Rin asked in a hushed tone.
Gengorō, his gaze fixed on the distance, replied, "We wait. The fate of the students and the consequences we face will be decided in the upcoming meeting. All we can do now is provide the information they need and hope for a swift and successful rescue mission."
As Gengorō and Rin departed to prepare the detailed report, the Head Captain's gaze lingered on the group of students. His stern expression hinted at the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. The Soul Society, a realm governed by strict rules and protocols, now faced an unprecedented situation, and Yamamoto had to make decisions that would shape the fate of those involved.
In the chambers of the emergency meeting, Captain Kenpachi Kiganjō of the 11th Squad and Captain Kisuke Urahara of the 12th Squad received their orders. The two captains, known for their unconventional methods and formidable strength, were tasked with venturing into Hueco Mundo to locate and retrieve the stranded students still alive.
Making their way back, they ventured through the main Senkaimon gate, Captain Kenpachi Kiganjō of the 11th Squad and Captain Kisuke Urahara of the 12th Squad stepped into the desolate realm of Hueco Mundo. The air, thick with spiritual energy, carried the foreboding essence of the hollow-infested wasteland.
As the gateway closed behind them, Captain Kiganjō yawned, his bored expression contrasting with the gravity of their mission. "Sending two captains into this death trap for some students who are probably already dead. What a waste of time."
Urahara, walking beside him, offered a logical counterpoint. "Captain Kiganjō, it's not just about the students. We need to investigate what happened to prevent a recurrence. Besides, there's a chance some of the students are still alive. If we don't act, the consequences could be dire, not to mention the potential impact on our ability to use the Senkaimon."
Kiganjō grunted in response, showing little enthusiasm for the situation. "Whatever. Let's get this over with."
The vast, empty landscape of Hueco Mundo stretched before them, the white dunes extending as far as the eye could see. The eerie silence was disrupted only by the distant howls of hollows and the occasional gusts of wind carrying sand through the air.
Urahara, led the way with a thoughtful expression. "We'll head to the last known location of the group and see if we can find any clues. It's essential to understand the circumstances that led to their predicament. Also, prepare yourself for combat, Instructor Gengorō mentioned four hollows at the level of Vasto Lorde."
Captain Kiganjō, unsheathing his massive sword with a casual swing, nodded. "Fine. Let's just make it quick. I'm tired and hungry."