[Charatcer Plot] The Demons Pheonix

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Las Noches was waking up to see the start of a beautiful day. The sun sat happily in the sky holding up the masses of blue colour with no white clouds in sight. This would be the best weather if those in Las Noches weren't so used to it already. After all, the entire place was artificial. A whole 5 days had passed when a group of God like warriors entered the realm of hollow which made the place pretty hectic. Everyone was very worried as to what was happening because their leader hadn't said a word about it. the real reason to this would be that she hasn't been awake for the past 5 days.

Lying in her bed with the blanket crumpled on the floor and half the mattress cover pulled up was the Cero Espada: Ashlei Mischevang. She was a very simple girl but with peculiar tastes. Her body was very small and matched that of a fifteen year old making a lot of new Arrancar very sceptical to her rule. Her bright pink hair was all over the place making her three pillows look completely drowned in brightly coloured hair which didn't change night after night. Soon, it was time for the little princess to open her eyes.

At first she could barely keep them open as the sunlight blasted into her room causing everything to brighten up. After falling out of her bed and yanking the curtains that she forgot to close in the first place over, she began to get used to being awake. She stretched her arms up above her head and gave a nice big yawn and a groan before strolling into her on suite bathroom. There, she cleaned herself up and stared at herself in the mirror only 3 hours after walking in.

"Ah today feels like a good day" At least that's how she felt at the time. Usually, she would be the chirpy girl that keeps the room alive with laughter. However, the next movement caused her entire idea of today into disaster. Suddenly while staring in the mirror, she began to cough violently. She grabbed her mouth with both hands cupped and managed to cough herself into a squatting position before it stopped. She sat there for 5 minutes before taking her hands away... and seeing blood.

"wh...wha?" Both her hands were stained red as a few drops fell from her chin. Pulling herself to the mirror, she noticed a wide trail of blood from her mouth. Quickly, she cleaned herself over once more to remove all traces of the stained blood. Then, she walked out of her chambers and down into the corridor. "That's never happened before. Do girls get periods in their mouth's too or something?" Ashlei kept this in mind when she pushed open a set of large wooden doors out onto the large desert in the middle of Las Noches. Here, she sat up against the wall nearby and began to think to herself.


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[Dark Kabuto]

Some days had now passed since Las Noches had been visited by the servants of the demon king, Touketsu. On one of the roofs under the artificial sky, a lone figure was thinking about what these demons would bring about for the worlds. His dark armor was reflecting only small traces of light, eating away on it like a black hole. The yellow visor on the beetle-styled armor was glittering like it was alive. This being was known as Dark Kabuto, one of the Espada, but only few had ever seen his unmasked face outside of Resurrección. One of those people was of course the Cero Espada, Ashlei, who now finally awoke after quite some sleep. It wasn't hard for the strange, black being to sense the awakening Reiatsu that was even greater than his own, heroic dark Reiatsu.
"Well, well... seems like I have to visit my master now... Clock Up." Touching a part on the side of the belt of the armor, time seemed to slow down around the black armored warrior, at least for him. But actually, his own 'time' was now multiple times faster, giving him great force and speed at the cost of defense. Kicking up some dust, Dark Kabuto jumped off of the roof he stood on, speeding towards the sandy ground of this artificial land. The sand wave raising behind him actually raised up just after he was gone already, simply walking - but this walking was fast enough to outrun any human atlethe. Strangely enough, now he didn't kick up any dust, as he nearly appeared out of nowhere besides Ashlei.
"Good morning, my lady." Bowing before the Cero Espada, his voice was the typical nice and charming tone that could so easily change into a murderous and cold tone - which was one of the reasons why he was an Espada. He was quite strong, and nobody was able to read him - his aspect of death, Madness, was quite fitting once you got to know him a bit. Ashlei was also one of the few to know Dark Kabutos other name - Heroism, the former hero of the Quincy, who was now an Arrancar filled with hate.
"I hope you had a restfull sleep?" He acted quite like a gentleman, this Hollow. In fact, at first sight, nobody would guess that a Hollow was under that black armor with red circuits. Also, he rarely, if ever, questioned Ashleis decisions - in public, that was. What was going on in that armored head, nobody could really tell.

Sitting down in front of a wall, a pale figure could be seen leaning forward; as if writing on the wall. The figure had crimson colored hair, a stark contrast to his pale skin. Sticking out from the top of the figures hair were two bleach-white, bone-like horns; looking like the horns of the devil. Upon closer inspection, one would see that the figure was actually drawing on the wall; something quite odd for an arrancar to be doing. However, this was not the only irregularity. Instead of a pencil or ink, the figure was using blood for his "art." Of course even more disturbing was the fact that the figure was using a finger as a stylus; his own left middle finger. You could tell it was his left finger because blood was dripping down from his left hand where his middle finger should be. The figure was none other than Diablo Cortar, also known as the Cutting Devil; the Segunda Espada.

Despite the oddity of this scene, this was actually one of the few things that Diablo could be expected to be found doing. Of course, as he finished his small drawing, he tossed his left middle finger away, and it suddenly turned to dust. Within the next second, however, his left middle finger regrew; showing his power of High-Speed Regeneration. Although it was true that he had finished his drawing, the real reason Diablo had stopped was because he sensed that something was going on with the Cero Espada; as well as an unexpected visitor. Of course, Diablo really didn't have any emotions regarding either person, but knowing his position, Diablo knew that he would somehow be dragged into this. Besides, as always, Diablo was always looking for new blood to use in his "art."

Of course, Diablo did just happen to be right outside of Ashlei's room, as that was the wall he was drawing on; so when she exited he was right there. "Hola señorita Mischevang" he said with his emotionless tone, his Spanish accent audible in his voice. As usual, Diablo always made introductions or greeted people in Spanish; as well as using some Spanish words in his normal speech. Of course, Diablo gave no sign that he had, just mere seconds ago, been drawing on the outside of the Cero Espada's wall in his own blood. "Lo que está pasando?" Diablo asked his "leader", showing that he knew something was in fact going on.

Translation Time!

Hola señorita Mischevang = Hello miss Mischevang (señorita being used in Spanish when addressing a young and/or pretty lady)
lo que está pasando? = what is going on?

Ashlei sat there thinking about something that was troubling her. The previous night when she fell asleep, she dreamt about something that she can't ignore. This was taking all of her willpower so when Kabuto arrived, she was pretty shocked and fell backwards onto her back. From there she just left herself lying down but talked naturally.

"Hi Kabuto" She spoke in her happy voice but something was obviously bugging her. Then she could smell something getting closer. She sat up slightly on her elbows but kept the rest of her body slumped. Looking over, she could see another member of her so called army walking over. "Hi there Diablo! I'm feeling great as always" She greeted the two with a happy smile, hiding her thoughts. She knew something wasn't right with her but she isn't a girl to make her most reliable Espada worry for her health. Standing up she wandered over to Kabuto and whispered loud enough for Diablo to hear her too.

"Hey, don't be alarmed or anything, but we got a powerful visitor" After she said this, she turned around to look at the doorway she just entered from. Down that corridor and round a corner stood this man waiting for an answer at her Bedroom door. Ashlei stared in that direction for a good minute before speaking again. "I can't tell how strong he is... I can't sense any life from him. Sounds like a Hollow"

Ashlei strolled over to the doorway and peered around to get a full view of her door but not revealing her presence. Looking down the corridor, she could see the guy standing at the door and tried her best to make no noise at all. She motioned for Kabuto and Diablo to take a look to. "What do you think... What do you....ACHOO!"

Ashlei let out a rather random sneeze which made her fall over onto her backside. She looked rather embarrassed. "Shit, blew my cover. Oh well" Then she let out a happy smile.

[Dark Kabuto]

Well, this was odd. No, not Diablo, though he could be considered a bit weird, but Ashleis actions. Normally, she wasn't this... how could you say it? In thoughts? Depressed? Thinking? All of it somehow fitted. Of course, through the mask, no facial expressions of Kabuto could be seen - for all she knew, he could be as cold and uncaring as the nearest wall. If this was truely the case, nobody could know, as even though he had a high position of rust amongst the Espada, he never let anyone get to truely know him. Dark Kabuto simply was a mystery in himself.
Don't be alarmed? Easy to say, but of course, as soon as the dark hero noticed the presence, his whole body was in tension. WHAT was this guy? Back when the 'powerful visitors' where here, he at least could feel that they had power beyond imagination. But this... thing was like a huge void, almost like the Kabuto Zecter on his belt felt when he fused with it the first time. A demon, or a Hollow? For sure not human. Peering around the corner just above Ashlei, he actually quickly cought her as the she fell backwards from her sneeze, so that she didn't hit the ground a second time for today. The masked man would love to rip this intruder a new one, but the Cero Espada wouldn't like that for sure. And making her cry could easily end in her KICKING YOUR ASS multiple times over before killing, not nice, not nice at all.
"I would advise you to stand back, Ashlei-sama. This 'thing' could either be powerful or be a complete joke." Of course, normally, a powerful being was no reason for Ashlei, the Cero Espada and ruler of Hueco Mundo, to stand back - but now was not a normal situation. Ashlei was weakened by something, and this lone sentence of Dark Kabuto was how he showed that he indeed knew it and cared about the well-being of his mistress. "I can test that out, of you want." Slowly, his right hand was wandering to the dagger-like, black weapon on his silver belt. The yellow eye-part of his mask flashed slightly.