Crimson Twilight, the Exorcist vs the Vampire

An Unorthodox Assignment Given, An Ancient Evil Rears Its Head!
"You needed to see me, Head Captain?" Kōjaku Kuchiki inquired, as he entered in formal attire, in the middle of the night.

The man whom he addressed, Furuidenshō, was sitting before a desk on a wooden chair befitting his modest position, looking at a pile of pictures and a written report. His hands were clasped, and his eyes seemed distant, almost removed from his very position in the office. But then, his hearing corrected that bout of reminiscing, allowing him to raise his eyes up at Kōjaku, as a genuine smile, albeit tired, breached his young visage.

"Ah, Kōjaku-kun! I'm glad you've made time to see me," Furuidenshō nodded to Kōjaku, whom bowed with respect, and exchanged a smile of his own, cordially coming before him at his desk. Unfolding his hands, he spread his fingers out before the various shots made of a particular woman, with a hand-drawn mugshot placed above a biography made about her, next to a series of recorded actions she's done, "see anything familiar?"

Kōjaku briefly picked up the main file, studying it with his eyes keenly, causing his smile to a direct frown. By the time he completely read it, he began skimming over the pictures, seeing her movements and various shots of her blending in with the rest of the populace.

"This certainly isn't the work of a Bount, of which I'm experienced with," Kōjaku spoke aloud, as he continued to analyze the photographs and evidence of her victims, "She's a corporeal entity who isn't human, and is legitimately draining the blood from her victims. Autopsies from the victims of which the R&D Division has clearly shown, however, that their spiritual essence has also left their body, killing them physically and spiritually simultaneously through this deranged process. This race resembles..."

"Reikon Kyūban," the Head Captain confirmed gravely, leaning his hand-bridge in front of his mouth, his eyes diverting to the evidence in a strafing manner as he continued, "they are a race that's existed long before the Bounts were even birthed into existence. They are as old as Hollows, and have been the source of ire for both humanity and the Soul Society alike. To humans, they are called Vampires, and have been seen as mythical creatures with various hilarious weaknesses and tales. Though their existence isn't hardly what you'd call a fairy tale, but moreover a veil to cover up their true sinister presence.

"Ironically, at some point or another during their genesis, they've been able to transcend normal physical limitations and manipulate the Spiritual Energy within their bodies, much like Soul Reapers or other spiritually empowered humans, like the Quincy folk. However, they were also able to adapt to harnessing powers of Soul Reapers, having once been a minority within the Soul Society before the Divisions were ever conceived as a possibility. Their power, however, never sustained their craving for physical life force, otherly known as blood, from spiritually powerful beings. It didn't matter if they were souls or humans, they'll latch onto any entity with a moderately large quantity of spiritually rich blood, and drain it dry. The downside of this event is that the person is taken out of the cycle, and ultimately destroys that being they suckle from. Soul Reapers were then tasked with the prejudice of eliminating them on sight, and an age-old war began that would pass on for generations to come. To this day, they are fewer in number than before, making them a less of a danger and more elusive than before. However, this one is somehow different," Furuidenshō elaborated.

"How so?" Kōjaku inquired, a brow raised with curiosity.

"Captain Sasayaki had run into this one at one point, attempting to capture her for study. She narrowly escaped via help from an outside source. Kaze had, since then, kept tabs of her movements. Curiously enough, its been said that she had been in contact with a pair of fellow Reikon Kyūban. Its unknown of their fates, but from the way Kaze read the data, it appears they died. She had drank their blood before their passing," Furuidenshō spoke with a low tone of graveness.

Kōjaku understood. Due to the appetite Reikon Kyūban possessed, according to what they knew of them, their powers over spirit energy also increased by the quality of their blood consumption. If these were fellow vampiric entities, whom had also spent many years drinking higher and larger quantities of crimson life force, it was up to speculation just how powerful she was now...

"How much strength has she gained, do you suspect?" Kōjaku asked, as he stood straighter with understanding.

"She was already a handful to Kaze, so nearly on par with a Captain. If she's increased her powers even two to three times, there's no telling what she's capable of, let alone what kind of havoc she might wrought if she goes on a frenzy," Furuidenshō tapped his right index finger upon the spec sheet of the incident recorded recently from the recored event of the other Reikon Kyūbans' passing, "considering the number of humans and pluses she's drank from, its clear she has a higher quantity need to maintain her strength. Normally I'd assign a Captain for this kind of assignment, but I know your reputation in handling these...unordinary...threats."

"I'll leave at once, Furui-san," Kōjaku bowed his head respectfully, turning on his heel to leave the office, "the sooner I exorcize this threat, the sooner I can save what people she plans to target next!"