Voice of the monster (Private Big T)

the world seemed to stand all but still the rushing winds the flowers the trees .... nothing moved. This stillness was all but matched by a growing presence, something growing in power holding everything in it under its strength. Nothing moved because trying to force itself anywhere was futile .... the wolf had already caught them

The spiritual pressure around the area would be immense the ground itself collapsing under it the tiles of the 8th divisions training ground beginning to crack under the weight of the monstrous spirit power exuding from the man standing in the middle of the 8th's training grounds. The barracks were bare most of the men were ordered out on scouting missions in the rukongai investigating any disturbances, with the intent on crushing any such disturbances with no mercy. It seemed like an odd task for the 8th division to deal with riff raff such as vagrant hollows and the outlaws but today it seemed that almost all of the 8th squadron was on a duty such as this, Wolf had even ordered his lieutenant to "take a walk" which knowing Riku meant shit may eventually hit the fan, but at the moment he had exactly what he needed ..... quiet.

Wolf stood his arm folded his good eye closed and the other covered by his signature eye patch. The man tilted his head trying to get a kink out of his neck, however in this moment the air seemed to let out a sonic boom as wolfs dark matter that had flowed into the air took shape. Now 2 massive dogs made of pure black ran ahead brushing the sides of Wolf as they ran forward. striding forth this show of control would soon be all for naught, as wolf let a single finger drift upwards the 2 mutts would explode out, the dark matter acting like shrapnel stretching out ripping up the ground itself. Right up to that point the wolfs eye was shut but within those few seconds it flew open and his hands reached outwards clasping together. At this moment the explosion stopped dead and after what seemed like forever the explosion drifted back in the dark matter merging into a singular black solid ball.

As it dropped to the ground however, after what looked like it floating on the air, it would almost pop leaving a pool of dark matter lying on this courtyard. Without a single word it shot forth across the ground curling around wolfs legs and then blending with his body. This wasn't an unusual site as Wolf tended to always practice with his dark matter but this was different cause right now wolf was preparing for something, nothing so simple as a fight or the war ..... he was preparing for death a death that even he knew he couldn't avoid and thus as he stood in this deserted area he did exactly what he wished to do, the sole reason he'd sent his company out, he needed quiet ... he needed peace ... he needed to think.

The air, the sun and even the sea..... it all dies in the end. but before i fall i'm sure as fucking hell going to rip open some dumb asses throats, death fears me! and when he comes to get me hell be trembling in fear cause the wolf will reap even death itself! ........ but in the end ...... we all die ..... I need more grog if I'm gonna start talking to myself.

And with that small thing wolf turned his attention away from all the grimace of training and instead lit himself a nice little bundle of death, the tobacco smooth as he inhaled and then let the smoke spread out. Even with all that was ahead one must truly learn to enjoy the little things, though Wolf could still not get his mind of the smell lurking ..... someone was coming, but right now who and why truly remained a mystery.