"Another day of patrolling the slums...I'm a member of Squad 11! I shouldn't be out here doing this!" Makizo complained.
He was stuck on patrolling the more dangerous slums of the Rukongai again, and he hated every second of it.
"Why doesn't that damned Yumichika ever get stuck doing this? All he ever does is mess with his hair and brag! How the hell did he become 5th Seat?!"
He sighed, accepting the fact there was nothing he could do about it.
The more he walked, the more his annoyance grew...mostly from his feet cramping with each step.
He leaned against a shack, hoping to rest for a bit without getting caught.
He leaned there, watching the different souls walking by him, some giving him the occasional glance.
"Forget it, I'm gonna lean on this here wall. There's never anything that happens in these damn slums."
As soon as he says this however, he feels a surge of the most sinister and rotten spiritual energy, followed by the screams of several souls.
What the hell was that? It felt like the Captain, but there's something different,..."
He rushes to the town square, and he see's a strange being in a rotten black cloak, standing over several mangled corpses, holding their intestines in one of his skeletal hands.
The creature seems to sense him, as it turns to him, with a horrifying bloody grin on his face.
Makizo notices a mask on half of it's face, then pulls out his zanpakuto.
"You damn Hollow!" he shouts at the monster. "I, Makizo Aramaki of Eleventh Squad, shall be the end of you!"
He rushes the beast, aiming a blow at the monster's head.
As soon as the blade touches it, the monster turns to dust.
"Wait, what? That's it?"
He prods the dust with his foot, then sheathes his sword.
"Well, this day wan't so boring after all," he smugly states.
Just after stating this, he feels a slashing pain go across his back.
He collapses to the ground, and witnesses the monsters glide over next to him, and take his sword and scabbard from his side.
"Well well, what a lovely blade," the being hisses, and a single talon on his free hand glows with a violet aura.
In his last moments of life, he sees the beast touch the blade with the talon and watches as his former zanpakuto corrupt and change, with the strange being saying, "Let's give you a little more bite, hmm? I shall give a name unto you...Dokuhime, the Venomous Princess. I wonder what Alice will think..."
Then, he knew no more.