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Tch. Look at that, actual rats. He had hoped they might've been familiars created by the hollow since he remembered reading about a category of hollows that used little extensions of themselves as their means of power. Servant Users.
When they turned on him he bit his lip in frustration, it didn't sound like his partner was having any great deal of ease with the big guy. Well, when life gives you lemons you do something stupid with it.
Alastor sucked at kido, enough that the explosion of fire luckily did little damage to him other than burn his hands rather than straight up explode in his face. Being thrown a little back and hoping that he cooked a few of the stupid rats he tried to get around to Chidori, aw shit. It was looking at her like dinner was served.
Next stupid idea. Run towards it from the side, leap and bring it down to cleave the mask. It was an outstanding move.
She was obviously wet though and so the waterlogged cat shook herself to little avail. It didn't matter though, she would fix it shortly.
"I want you to help me be stronger. I need more reiryoku to be a captain. Normally people tend to develop more as they work with their zanpakuto but... I don't want to use my zanpakuto."
There was a great deal of discomfort in the idea of using her zanpakuto. It wouldn't be too much of a secret that he couldn't pick from her tone but as for her form that also was the thing that had caused her to hesitate so far. She knew transforming would leave her naked and she take to the idea that well even though she had specifically stashed clothes in here so it would only be brief but still occur.
Pointing her paw in front of her at the ground she used the ambient heat from the hot flames to get rid of most of the moisture and dry off before steeling herself and shifting back into her normal form. She forced herself to look apathetic about it and didn't try to hide any of her figure. If she wanted the Onmitsukido then things like this couldn't bother her.
"No. I won't train as a cat. The cat form drastically reduces my capabilities."
Turning around to go fetch the clothes stashed behind a rock and begin to dress herself in a hakama and backless top typical for the Onmitsukido. When she was finished getting dressed in front of him she took a deep breath.
A large grin played onto the face of the red head as he felt the binding kido dissipate from Jetta being enclosed in the large structure that rose up to surround her, his awareness of what his little sister was up to in that big cage was limited but he assumed she'd be moving around trying to avoid the lacerating blades however while he knew his sister was smart he never thought she'd actually blow herself up.
As he stood in his shikai state the prodigy stood there with a patient aura as he waited for his sister to finally be defeated however that was not to be and the sudden explosion shattered his kido, in order to avoid taking any damage from the explosion he erected a barrier to stop the shock wave and fire as it consumed his vision and made him lose sight of his sister.
Bakudo 81 - Danku (斷空, Splitting Void) - Creates an energy barrier in the form of a rectangular wall. According to Byakuya, it is capable of stopping destructive spells up to #89. This is seen also when Aizen uses it to block Tessai's Hadō #88. - No incantation
As the dust settled and he saw his little sister standing in front of him, still defiant with her cocky comment which made Zeda smirk a little. He was definitely sure that that was his sister, minus a good deal of her clothes, he moved quickly. Throwing himself towards the smaller girl he would try to get up beside her with his hand moving to punch her stomach.
At the last moment before the hand would come into contact with her it exploded into red flames and if it touched her she'd feel herself blown away from Zeda's form and sent flying a few metres away.
Hadō 31 - Shakkahō (赤火砲, Red Fire Cannon) - Fires a ball of red energy at a target. - Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!
"Come now Jetta, just give up and let me heal you. That little form of your's can't take much more can it? That explosion really took it out of you so you best settle down now before you do actually hurt yourself."
If Jetta conceded the older sibling would walk over to help her up, however knowing his sister's fiery attitude he knew that was unlikely and if she didn't he'd stand there with his form wide open for an attack which would come from her if she wanted to try and beat him while he gave her this opening, but as it was Zeda he could easily turn it into a trap if he wanted.
Enter Henrex Astillon: The Angel of Darkness 暗闇の天使
Artist: ThunderCats | Song: Wilykit's Lullaby | Word Count: 500
_______________________________________________________________________________ Henrex hadn't even gotten his strike in. Someone blocked him. This was the second time that he had been denied to attack. A random wall had came out of nowhere and stopped him, letting him crash into it and hit his face and nose. Recoiling and flying back with a hand on his nose, with his teeth clenched in rage. The grip on his sword tightened, and then he heard something. The voice of the girl who had called him pathetic. His eye slowly shifted into her direction.
"Are you really complaining about more backup? Quit being bitchy. It's cute, but not necessary."
Henrex's eye moved away from her, then back towards the person who had sent the wall towards him, forcing him to stop. It was....Kakine Yuudeshi. His eye narrowed with annoyance. It was annoying that he had be denied to attack twice. He said that....it seemed like he wanted to be dead. Sighing to himself, he turned towards the Right Hand of the Soul King. His eye locked onto him. Saying nothing, Henrex simply prepared himself to attack again. However, he wasn't going to attack immediately. Instead, he would sheath his sword. Raising his right hand and pointing his index finger at Stefan, Henrex would recite the incantation for a very widely known Kido spell in the Hadō section. Hadō #31, Shakkaho.
"Ye lord. Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man. Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south."
A red orb of energy sparked to life upon the palm of Henrex Astillon's hand. The orb sparked and flashed with the lightning of the spiritual spell. Opening his eye, he allowed the Kido spell to leave the palm of his hand, flying towards the Vizard. He may not have been the best with Kido, but he did know how to use it. Turning towards Stefan, he slowly moved his hand to his sword. Wrapping his pale, gloved fingers around the hilt, he simply stared at the Vizard.
Sliding the weapon from it's sheath, Henrex immediately lowered the weapon to his side. He felt strangely calm. He felt no anger. No fear. Nothing. He simply felt...at ease. His eye slid around in the socket to the others in the area. Zen was down, and so was Carter. Two captains down. This left three moderately powerful Shinigami, the Right Hand of the Soul King, and a Vizard who could probably kill them faster than they could move.
Henrex was outmatched, but he knew that he had to do. Survive. He didn't have to win, but he had to survive. He still had things he had to do. He wasn't going to die today. Re-adjusting the scarf around his face, and spreading the black and purple wings on his back, Henrex prepared himself to fight. Denied to attack twice spent a message throughout his head. He wasn't thinking straight. He had needed to calm down and think. Now that he had, he was ready.
Artist: Cash Cash - Song: Surrender - Word Count: 912
Sophia noticed the excitement and nervousness all surrounding the petite Shinigami's face. She did her best to hide her excitement as well. She shuffled the heels into the ground shifting the dirt below her heels. She managed to say, "We're like sisters!" she continued to follow with a soft giggle. She saw Yuki drink with excitement, "I'm glad you enjoyed it, I'm using Kido to keep them cold, I was hoping it worked." As she walked away, her hand was held with firmness and force. It wasn't necessarily painful, but it was definitely demanding. Sophia looked back with a cold stare, but realized it the tutor so her eyes had settled in to the golden warmth it usually was. She gently let him tug her towards him and got as close as she could to him. She shyly exclaimed, "Me? You need me?" She slipped her fingers intertwined this his, she wanted to feel his spiritual pressure and energy. She wanted to read him as best as she could. Using her abilities of acute spiritual sensitivity she was trying to feel his emotions and his intentions. Looking deeply into his eyes, she couldn't help but smile at him, suddenly
"Sorry, Miss Sophia Asamiya, but actually it's exactly the opposite. A beautiful woman like yourself is actually exactly what we need right now. If you don't mind walking this way with me. Yuki, get up and get ready, I have another exercise for you."
The moment was broken when Kamui handed Yuki a long piece of soft cloth. Sophia's face went flush. Her heart began to race and the rays of sunshine cause her eyes to glow with a golden radiance. She walked with them to the center of the circle. Although she loved battle, Sophia hadn't fought in a while, he heart began to pound in excitement. Her hands shook with excitement as she looked onward at Yuki. She licked her lips casually and looked back to Kamui. As she looked over to him she saw his serious look and Kamui sternly expressed,
"I know you said you specialize in healing, but the Kido Corp mandates some flexibility at least so I imagine a Director has some aggressive tricks up her sleeve."
Sophia smiled coyly and licked her lips, "I have experienced battle before... Just a little bit." She gently placed her hand on the handle of katana and pat it gently. A faint of memory of her dueling someone crossed her mind, as she cut them, she would instantly heal the injuries. The muscles throughout her body tensed for a moment. She gently took a deep breath to settle everything down. Sophia bit her lip and closed her eyes, breathing in deeply and calming herself.
Before the battle started, One would notice Sophia definitely cared about her hair more than most individuals. Slowly, she unraveled the pink silk ribbon that held the tight high chignon in her hair. She pulled her hair back and loosened tousles of her hair. Tying her hair tightly into a high ponytail, "Ahh.... Much better." As they neared opposite sides of the fields she stood confidently. Sophia's rosewater and strawberry perfume filled the air as she walked, the scent dispersing through out the air. Yuki's animal-like senses led her to sniff the air, obviously she would sense Sophia rather quickly. Sophia stepped back a bit, her kimono folding under her position. She assumed a tall stance and whispered to herself, "Hadō #31. Shakkahō."
A flash of pink light danced around her and culminated into a small crimson ball of energy within her hand. She guided the ball gracefully up her arms and positioned them at Yuki aiming steadily. Sophia paused for a moment in confusion and thought to herself, "Was she supposed to be on the offensive?" Suddenly, Yuki quickly dashed forwards. She started in a curved path. Although she was blinded, it was still unpredictable what she was going to do. Was she going to shunpo? Was she going to draw her sword? After a moment, Yuki jumped in the air and soared towards Sophia. Sophia quickly spun gracefully and launched the ball of energy on the ground, the blast should have had enough force to knock Yuki back and help Sophia launch herself back. Using the blast Sophia managed to somersault and handspring backwards. Looking up as quickly as she could, the smoke caused her to blinded as well. Sophia sighed and rubbed the back of her head, "Maybe that wasn't the best strategy!" She giggled blowing a kiss at Kamui.
Looking back at the smoke clearing, she re-positioned herself to the eastern side of the circle. Sophia dashed as quickly as possible. While running along the perimeter she was gauging the distance between her and her opponent, she needed to calculate the speed at which her spell would need to be released to be the most effective. Bringing her arms up and doing the appropriate hand movements she exclaimed in a sweet sing-song voice,"Jikai seyo rondanīni no kokken! ! Ichidoku shi yakiharai mizukara nodo o kaki kiru ga ī!" In the middle of her hands swirling pink and white energies formed, after a moment the swirling energies formed a golden ball of glistening energy, "Bakudō #9. Hōrin!" After she said the spell, a tendril of spiraling golden energy shot out soaring towards Yuki. It danced through the air with speed and power, aiming to hold down Yuki for the remainder of their time left their battle.
It wasn't hard for her to navigate through the Rukongai. Traveling deep within the districts, she brought with her a some rations and medical supplies. She had one goal in mind, "Help anyway I can.." Sophia traversed through the forest and towns providing any modicum of aid she could provide. She was south of the gates, nearing district 78. The air was dry and she was carefully surveying her surroundings.undisturbed. As far as she can tell the town felt empty. The sun was beating on her back and if there was one thing she hated it was super hot weather. She began to walk toward a small enclosure of trees. It seemed peaceful, as she looked around there was a very small blood trail on the ground. Sophia dropped to a knee and dipped her fingers in it, "This is fresh.." She stood up with any hesitation and called out, "Anyone here? I saw some blood back there, I can help!"
After a little bit of searching, Sophia finds a young boy on the outer rim of the town. Quickly, she notices something's not right about him. Sophia's face furrows with worry as she ran full speed towards the young boy. Dropping to her knees, she quickly begins to examine the boys injuries. Her skill in combat may not be up to snuff with the other graduates, but her skill with healing is exceptional. Sophia was expecting to see small injury or dehydration, but her eyes widen in horror as she finds his injuries are much more grave. She immediately begins to channel healing energies into the large bleeding laceration across his chest. With her tail, she quickly finds a medical tool that helps with staunching blood. Sophia's hands and tails move with agility of a seasoned surgeon. She was able to resuscitate the boy and bring him to consciousness. As the boy awakes his eyes open in fear, he whispers with trepidation in his voice, "Miss, Run..."
Sophia tilts her head back in confusion, "Run?" Movement could instantly be sensed within the forest around her. Sophia quickly dressed the wounds and bandaged him as quickly as she could. She looked up, tracing her fingers on the ground, her fingers being trailed by a red-light. Trying to find exactly what direction the sound was coming from, she whispers to herself, "Hadō #12. Fushibi..." As she whispers a thin translucent net begins to form around her and the insignia she put on the ground begins to glow brighter. As the rustling from the tress comes from the south, she began to chant,
"Kunrinsha yo! Chiniku no kamen, banshō, habataki, hito no na o kansu mono yo! Shōnetsu to sōran, umihedate sakamaki minami e to ho o susume yo!"
Pausing for a second to look behind her, there it was, a bloodied tusked hollow. Something was odd about it, it was extremely animalistic. Sophia noticed it looked almost figure of a humanoid. She swung her hand around her and in a low hushed voice, "Hadō #31. Shakkahō". There was a flash of bright pink energy, then the air was suddenly still. The tusked hollow immediately started at her and the little boy. Flicking her wrist in an instant, a huge ball of bright opaque red energy soared through the sky landing a direct hit. Immediately she began to redress his wounds, "Let's run! As she gently picked up the boy, the tusked hollow, although severely injured proceeded to run at them. Sophia turned her arms away from the hollow and as the hollow came near, a pink translucent net unraveled on the hollow. Slowly her tails crawled up the hollow's body, and she smiled, "You like to cause pain to others?" The tails wrapping his body began to encroach throughout his torso. Reaching his neck, Sophia licked her lips and bit down casually as her tail began to strangle him. The hollow growled, and without skipping a beat, she drew her sword and immediately swung her hips and dug the blade into the hollow's throat. Cleaning her blade and sheathing it, she held the young boy gently as she headed back towards the town.
Kenta knew that he needed to be prepared for whatever this guy threw at him and the Quincy, "I'll have to get her name later," he watched their battle, analyzed it, trying to find any weakness in the Ziamichi, but for now he couldn't find one, hell he could barely keep up with the fight he was even watching. Then the coffins finally made their way to the surface, and cracked open, "If we're going to survive this, we'll have to give this battle everything we got!" Kenta hadn't heard this much determination from his Zanpakutō in years, "I'm not planning on dying," he raised his Zanpakutō straight in front of himself, "You better not!"
Kenta placed his palm on the blade of his sword and said a phrase he hadn't uttered since his banishment, "Release your Fragrance, Eregantou~Idōmēkā!" a significant burst of power erupted from where the Vizard stood, soon revealing a Hachiwara in place of the Wakizashi, but just as long. "We got company," Kenta spoke out loud to himself and his spirits as the faceless demon came to challenge him. The initial strikes from this towering pale figure caught the Reaper off guard, with it striking not only him, but the ground, cutting off Kenta's vision.
Now the exile was dodging to the best of his ability away from the whips that originated from the pale giant, with it scoring several hits on Kenta, "If I'm your top priority, how about you get some more of me!" Kenta stabbed into the air above him. seemingly stabbing into reality itself before removing his blade. The hole then starts to glow a pulsing black as four pulses of spiritual energy shot out and soon formed to become four identical clones of the Vizard. Soon, there were five Kenta's fighting against Slenderman, with the original leading the assault, slashing at Slenderman with precise hits where his clones gave him an opening.
"Kenta! The guns! Let's see what they can do," agreeing with her Kenta planted his feet upon Slenderman's chest, then pushed off as hard as he could. As he flew through the air, the former Lieutenant back flipped in mid-air while pulling out one of the pistol, he pointed the gun at Slenderman and pulled the trigger, "Hadō #31. Shakkahō!"
"Wonder if she'll like this?" Kenta was currently making his way to the slums of Karakura, normally he wouldn't even think about going to a place like this unless he was wanted by the Soul Society, good thing he was only banished. Right now, Kenta was holding a small grocery bag full of food from the market and a few toys. A few weeks ago, Kenta came across a little girl that was pretty much left to die on the road and he took pity on her, but there was something else about the little girl that gave Kenta a tingle in the back of his head, a tingle that he always chocked up to memories from his time when he was alive, but even so he was looking after this girl for the time being.
Shouldn't we try to move her out of this place?" a little voice said in his ear. Eregantou was very quiet during the walk to the Slums, "I've considered it as an option, but we both know that taking care of a kid is a lot of work," Kenta shrugged, But I'd love to get her out of here, this isn't a place for a child," Kenta went around the slums asking who her parents were, but sadly he found out that they had some dealings with drugs, and they didn't pay. "At least we're doing all we can," Eregantou comforted her wielder, "And if we do adopt her, I can handle the clothing plans," she added cheerfully.
"Yeah, and we can go to sixteen stores to find one item, fantastic," Kenta droned sarcastically, his Zanpakutō 'dragged' him to the mall to buy clothes for him, and he was currently wearing them, a white long-sleeved shirt with the kanji 'Winner' on it, a black Avirex Classic hoodie, loose-fitting jeans, and a pair of Converse. As always, he had his trusty Zanpakutō strapped to his hip as well. "Hey, don't complain, these clothes look amazing on you," Kenta rolled his eyes readying a retort when he heard a giant explosion coming from the slums, "Oh no!" Kenta would save this argument with his sword for later.
Kenta started trekking towards the slums, towards the explosion and adding some Shunpo to get there faster, "Please be safe please be safe please be safe..." became a common mantra in his head. As he headed further in the slums and closer to where the explosion came from, he felt a very heavy presence in the air, it felt bloodthirsty and full of hatred, "Whatever this thing is, it dangerous," Eregantou and Kenta both steeled themselves as they heard the sound of fighting, "Alright, assess the situation."
Kenta saw three people, two of them that felt like Soul Reapers, but one of them felt strange, mainly the guy in the grey suit. The man in the grey suit looked to have some sort of ice ability, and the other guy that definitely was a Shinigami and he looked to be having some trouble with what Kenta could only describe as a Vampire of sorts. The Vamp was currently giving both the fighter trouble, leading them up the side of a medium sized building, "What's the plan?" Eregantou asked him. Kenta put his groceries down and held out his palm, aiming directly at the Vamp, "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!" A red orb of energy appeared in Kenta's hand, " Hadō #31, Shakkaho!" The destructive Kido launched itself from the former Shinigami's hand and hit the Vamp's head creating a explosion that sent the other Reapers back relatively unharmed, "Did that get his attention?" The sword spirit asked as Kenta watched the smoke clear. Before Kenta could answered he saw a the man fall to the floor, staring at Kenta with eyes full of malice, "Does that answer your question?! Kenta drew his Zanpakutō out of her sheathe as the man charged at him, screaming all the way.
Shiro Sagisu - Fade To Black - Unnamed Track / Word Count: 1081
"Wha-" the Saca Dila said in shock of the speed its new opponent possessed. She managed to evade the Cero with a short flash-step, but Nix managed to keep it under fire with ease. It was fast, however, and managed to block the attack and turning herself away from it, feathering its strength down considerably. The black-eyed fiend couldn't avoid being smashed into the wall though, which ruptured in a pattern resembling a spider's web coated in sprayed blood. It then collapsed, burying the inverse being before it could slink away.
"You're next...for sticking your nose into my fight..." it hissed loudly, shoving aside a slab of concrete weighing at least a quarter of a ton. But as it tried to free itself, a yellow triangle of burning energy blasted into the pile of rubble. "Shitotsu Sanzen!" Isane yelled, keen to use the opening created by the intruder to subdue her opponent, at least temporarily. "Hadō #31, Shakkahou!" - two low key spells, but the effect was clearly visible. The wall, already weakened and crumbling by the kick, collapsed entirely from the resulting blast, encasing the Saca Dila in a coffin of gravel and steel. Only a faint growl could be heard from below.
As the stranger started to speak to her in his weirdly jovial tone, she spun towards him, taking up a martial stance. Her three-pronged sword glimmered with a sea-green tinge, but she soon lowered her guard - it seemed that she was only startled. "You're strong...are you one of the Vizard? But...where is your mask?" In a moment's notice, she saw the thin beam of devastation closing in on them. "Look out!" she shouted, dodging to the side instinctively. But it was ultimately unneccessary. She looked at him with a mixture of awe and concern in her dark eyes - it soon faded however as he advised her to run away.
"What? You can't possibly be serious! This is not a game! So many people died already...you can't take the risk of fighting them both at once!" she screamed at him, clutching her injured side. And just after she finished her lecture, the Saca Dila of Nix let out its terrifying battle roar - within the blink of an eye the forces clashed, and the air was flooded with heavy reiatsu. *This is insane...they are easily within Captain class. But their reiatsu doesn't feel like that of a Vizard. If this escalates any further...*
It didn't take long for her fear to come true. Covering from the force of the previous attack, the Saca Dila, formerly cackling like a fiend, pushed the offensive even further, almost into the realms of the absurd. She knew the incantation...but no one she knew dared to speak it. *Senju Koten Taihou...Hadō #91!?* she thought, while life slowly faded from her flushed face, making her pale visibly. *There is no way I can seal that...nobody can seal that...* And it seems she was right. The stranger pulled a hasty retreat, pulling her with him in the heat of the moment. She was thankful in a way, and as soon as she came back to her senses, her shunpo kicked in, trying to match his speed so that he wouldn't be encumbered, which could doom them both. As the world behind them got engulfed by an all devastating blast of purple hell, she closed her eyes for a brief moment, not sure that she would live to see the world again.
As they both stopped, her legs began to waver and she dropped to one knee in exhaustion. The wound started to hurt more and more, and using Kaidou in a situation like this was not an option. Time was running out. Her teary eyes flashed in anger as the stranger started scolding her. "You're one to talk! Like I pulled that thing here! Oww..." she said, desperately trying to stand up again. "I know...this is a long shot...but please, don't miss your chance. It might be our only one."
A surge of sea-green reiatsu engulfed her for a brief moment as she stomped on the ground defiantly, kicking herself back into shape. She knew that this would leave her vulnerable and on the brink of defeat, but it could at least give time for her ally to gain the upper hand against the monster they faced. She shielded her mind from the cries of her sword, folded her hands into an occult knot, and started chanting with a thunderous voice.
"Walls of iron sand, carriage of thunder, a priestly pagoda, glowing ironclad fireflies. From the bridge of a spinning wheel, divide this light into six and stand upright, silent to the end! Bakudo #61, Rikujoukourou! Bakudo #75, Gocchutekkan!"
Niju Eishou - two incantations entwined, one of the pinnacles of Kido manifested by her will. Only a few years ago she thought it impossible that she'd be able to use techniques of this magnitude. The execution was flawless. Six broad blades of light pierced the abdomen of the Saca Dila. The favorite technique of Byakuya Kuchiki, this one lacked the brute force of the captain class, but the incantation reinforced it enough to be able to hold the monster in place for a short time. The perfect lead up spell, as nobody has ever been able to dodge the 61st Way of Binding. And as she slammed her folded hands into the ground, a quintet of iron pillars unfolded above their opponent's head - their descent was fast, but not quite swift enough to catch an aware opponent. If they hit though - as they did, thanks to the leading spell, they could easily bind someone boasting the strength of a Captain...or beyond. The impact of the house-sized bars shook the very ground.
She however was at the limit of her body. Thick drops of sweat dripped down her chin and nose as she had to support herself with both hands to prevent falling to the ground. She was defenseless and breathing heavily, sometimes letting out an agonized cough.