Phil knew he made a mistake. He knew Soul Society had sent two captains and a vice to the human world, wanting to kill his sons. How did he know? Well, it's just a hunch. Or he had heard someone talking about it.

       Kurotsuchi on the other hand, was mad. His footsteps hitting the cold floor harder then usual, pacing. Phil could guess why. Three experiments escaped and only one stayed. One that is gonna be killed to regain balance. The captain had told him, trying to get something out of Phil. But he wouldn't budge. No matter what he did, Phil stayed like a rock. No poison would work as he just avoided eating his food. Not even a syringe surprise attack worked.

        Kurotsuchi didn't know he could just walk out of here if he wanted to. No sweat. Phil's eyes twitched, feeling a fimilar energy wash over him. Guess Techno, Ghostbur and Tommy came back. For Phil most likely. He sighed, the plan he made up had failed. Trying to keep Kurotsuchi at bay didn't work as Soul Society deemed them a threat. The only option was to get back to their dimension. How? Phil didn't know that.

       But for now, he'll stay put. Distracting the scientist.

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        "Welp, here we are, again." Techno muttered, guards already taken out within a heart beat. He couldn't say he's happy to be back. But if they can just save Phil and get the fuck out, it would be great. "Alright. Who do I stab?" Ichigo looked at him,
        "Whoever gets in your way. We just have to make it to the Department of Research and Development." The shinigami pulled out his massive kitchen knife. Techno had to admit, the white bandages made a nice touch.
        "Ichigo. Please help our friends here get there. I'll go ahead." For some reason that Urahara guy now wore a black shady coat. Even a hat to go along with it. Techno did realize what it did. Not being able to sense the strong energy from him anymore.

       Tommy, who is next to him is practically vibrating with anticipation. While Ghostbur just looked around all dreamy like.

       They sprung into action. Ichigo and Urahara being way faster then the three. They seemed to disappear then reappear every so often. It just confused the hell out of him. Almost looking like they were teleporting like some endermen. Suddenly, something slammed into his side. Knocking the pig into a nearby building. His back smashing into the wall, hard enough to make quite the dent.

       There stood the same guy Ichigo was fighting with. Techno couldn't help but sweat at the powerful energy he radiates. The man ran to most likely stab him next. Techno jumping out and narrowly avoiding death. Sword just stabbing air. Shoving a piece of beef into his mouth before firing a slowness arrow. Watching it bounce off of him.
        "What??" He exclaimed. The man grinning madly. A loose grip on the thin serrated sword.
        "Come on! You can do better!" He shouted, running at Techno again. This time, he was prepared. Stepping aside and aiming for his stomach. But his sword just grazed him, no blood being drawn. The man frowned, flinging him aside once more.

       What's going on? Why are none of his attacks doing damage? He could feel the panic start to rise in his chest, is it possible for someone to be invincible to a sword? Even arrows? Eyes narrowing as he skidded to a stop.
       "Techno! Let me handle this guy-" Ichigo started, sword ready. But the pig stopped him, new found determination set in his eyes.
        "Don't. I've got this." He took a bite of food, his injuries healing slowly as he clutched his sword, grip tight and firm.
        "He's really strong.. are you sure?" Urahara asked, a flicker of concern in his eyes. Some form of doubt dripping from his voice. Techno grimaced, guess his reputation couldn't transfer to this dimension.
        "Of course I'm sure! Now stop wasting your time and go!" Techno shouted, footsteps now running away from the two.

       "HUHHH? Even after I thrashed you around you still want to fight?" The man grinned, "interesting pig. Name's Kenpachi, let's have a good fight." Techno frowned, he has a feeling that it's gonna be a terrible fight.

       It wasn't long before they clashed again. Kenpachi's overwhelming strength was nothing to laugh about. Practically throwing Techno about with ease, like some kind of ragdoll. Every hit he struck made no mark. The pig feeling more and more frustrated, having not gotten a single taste of blood. To which the voices in his head cried for. A smile was no longer on Kenpachi's face. If anything he looked bored. Rolling his eyes at every attempt he made. God this guy annoyed him!

       He swayed his sword, looking at it. Come on, please, just cut him! Techno pleaded, like it was it's fault in the first place. But then, it spoke.
       I'm trying. You need to actually want to cut him Techno Blade. It's voice was ruff, with a deep drawl at the end of its sentences. Your resolve is weak, sacrificing yourself for them to escape. Cut him, make yourself want to see blood being drawn. And maybe, remember, my NAME. It was more like a command then a plea, ringing in his head. He didn't have time to react as Kenpachi's sword slammed against his. Knocking him back once more.

       What was that? Did he sword just... Talk?
       "Focus on the fight! What are you doing spacing out weakling!" The man shouted, still looking bored. He gritted his teeth, standing up once more.
        What's you name? Techno asked, not out loud of course. But to his sword. Watching it humm, as if reacting to his words. His eyes widened, so that's their name. A grin fell upon his face.

       Techno wasn't about to be some sacrifice. He's gonna tear this guy to shreds and bathe in his blood. The sword hummed louder, pleased. Techno will cut him. He will CUT KENPACHI! His mind declared, the energy around him becoming bloodthirsty and violent. Dripping from him like blood that wasn't his.

       "That's what I like to see. Come at me pig!" Kenpachi yelled, exposing his chest. Offering it up to him. Techno's eyes turned blood red, no longer a grimace on his face but instead a blood hungry grin.
        "Drink, BLOOD GOD!" He shouted, appearing infront of Kenpachi. His eyes widened in surprise as he cut down his chest. While it was shallow, it still bled none the less. The violent red a welcome sight in Techno's eyes.
   
        "Finally! Looks like you got some fight in you after all!" The sword that is in Technos hand had changed. Now pure white with a black handle handle, with two fang like teeth curving in. Simple, however the pure white blade turned a very light pink. Having drank some blood. It fueled Techno with energy. His legs and arms feeling anew with more power then before. "Things are getting fun..."

Techno's Sword: Blood God

The more blood that drips upon the sword gives the user more strength and speed. Steadily increasing until at max.

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     They probably shouldn't have left Techno to fight Kenpachi. Ichigo would know. The captain is strong and always battle hungry. Putting his life on the line at all times just for the fun of it. But the way Techno's spirit power suddenly skyrocketed eased him. Maybe he underestimated the power of him. Ichigo frowned, hopefully Techno can pull through. Having new found faith that he could, with his spirit power climbing.

        "Who was that?" Ghostbur asked, running behind Urahara and Ichigo. Along with Tommy in tow, who was lost in his thoughts.
        "That was Zaraki Kenpachi, captain of the 11th. His strength is nothing to scoff at." Urahara answered, eyes set ahead with determination. The shop keeper had no intention of having a goofy attitude while running through Soul Society. Ichigo could only guess the thousands of senecios flying through his head.
        "I'm sure Techno can beat him, he's strong after all!" The ghost said, with much optimism. Tommy nodding, puffing his chest out.
         "True!" Ichigo smiled, somehow, these strangers were growing onto him. Even with the little interaction they had, their faith and protectiveness of one another was something he admired. Along with relating to it too.
       "Incoming, another captain is here to say hello Ichigo." Urahara called, an uneasy smile on his lips.

         True to his word, the person who crashed infront of them is none other then Toshiro. His eyes narrowed and sword already drawn.
       "What are you doing Ichigo, Urahara?" His gaze went to Ghostbur and Tommy, instantly recognizing them from their last fight.
        "Just helping fix Soul Society's bullshit again." Ichigo's hand drifted to his sword.
        "Of course you are. Doesn't mean I'll go easy on you or your friends here." Urahara leaped forwards, leaving the three behind. Looks like he took the hint. "Especially when their very existence is threatening the balance of this world. You should know that Ichigo." Ah Toshiro. As cold as ever.

       "Ooohh, I can handle this bitch." Tommy grinned, pulling out his sword. Looks like the kid is antsy to fight, cause some sort of chaos. Ghostbur glanced at him,
       "Tommy, what about Phil?" The boy hesitated, glancing ahead before locking his eyes on the enemy before him.
        "We need Urahara and Ichigo to help Phil. Not us. We won't be much use to that old man." Why the hell would he need to be there? Oh, guess for protection. So he is somebody's guard now? Ghostbur stood infront of Tommy, looking into his eyes.
        "No. Phil-"

        The words didn't leave the ghost's mouth before a sword struck through his chest. Right where the permanent wound lay on the ghost. Ichigo didn't know why that permanent chest wound was there, but it looks like Toshiro aimed just for it. Tired of all the talking.

       Ghostbur went still, eyes wide in shock. Toshiro slid the sword out, watching the ghost stay stagnant.
       "You turned your back on an enemy. Have you forgotten that I'm here?" Ichigo flared with rage. While he considers Toshiro a friend, that was a low blow and he knows it
       "What the fuck??" He shouted, the captain having no regrets on his face.
        "Ichigo. They have to be killed, their existence is tearing this world apart." He reasoned, but that didn't quell his anger at him. He reached to take out his sword, only for a voice to speak.

       "Tommy...." It was Ghostbur. Tears cascaded down his cheeks, a look of horror on his face. "Tommy. The memories." Ichigo didn't understand what is going on. But Tommy seemed to understand completely. His face turning into surprise then terror.
       "W... Wilbur?"