No colors anymore I want to Paint it Black. [OPEN]

There was commotion echoing throughout the walls of the Underground District of Karakura Central. Many reports of a A-Class threat beamed throughout the security systems put in place throughout the city. However, there were orders from the supposed king of this domain: Zin Yuudeshi. Instructing all those who had nothing to do with the incident to stay indoors or evacuate the area outright if they had the ability to. Additionally, following that message, he requested that he deal with this problem as he saw fit. If Colin was unable to deal with the threat, in his mind, there was no point in dragging anyone else into this mess. And being that he heard no response from his older brother, Shadin Yuudeshi, The Beast of Karakura, The King of Vizard assumed that it was his time to put his stake in the protection of his underground domain.

Thus, as he approached the altercation taking place in the streets, he'd calmly prepare for whatever horrors may or may not await him. There was no telling if he'd be back home for supper, or if he'd be another victim for the reporters to broadcast on the nightly news. So, to let himself be at ease, he would be seen digging into his coat pocket. In a matter of moments he'd pull out a cigarette and light it up with just the reddened aura coating his body. Inhaling and exhaling from his toxic stick, Zin would merely watch on the sidewalk as the individual started going to town on the two opponents trying to either subdue or run away.

Chuckling to himself, the first impression of the male bleeding all over the place was that he wasn't really anything -- special. That isn't a bad thing, per say, but mentally -- The King just could not feel the drive to face this nightmare. Fear is what he assumed overtook that man. And to face a monster like that? You had to become one with your fear and allow it to work alongside you. Neither ignoring it, nor allowing it to consume one; but having a conjoined effort to face whatever plagues the soul without averting one's eyes from the terror.

In spite of that, there was something that managed to catch his eye. At least, on the physical realm anyway. From his spiritual senses, The King was able to deduce from the frequency of Sijel's energy that this male happened to be demon. He was a weak one, of course, but a demon none the less. It caused him to raise an eyebrow out of curiosity. From reports of a Demon Lord breaking into Karakura Central, to many sorts of alleyway incidents with rouge hollow's; it seemed there was an increase in their kind and it was something The King would dully note for later to pass on to his brother; whom was clearly more proactive about the security of this city than he was. Where Shadin focused on precaution, Zin focused on dealing with the threats he could see.

Nevertheless, the exploits of the nine-tailed fox seemed to gander his interest. It seemed that despite being clearly afraid of her aggressor, the woman had the courage to keep moving forward. That brought forth a genuine smile to his face. It was quite the sight to see someone pressing forward against the odds; despite everything being stacked against their favor. Sensing the pulsation of her energy's frequency, it was more than likely human in it's origin. To that fact brought yet another small laugh from the flaming haired Vizard. Clearly something related to her powers must of caused the woman to grow fox ears and a tail. That, or her ancestors most of been part demon or something to that effect.

And with the faint sense of a hollow associated with her energy signature, perhaps there was some truth to that line. The more that woman began to berserk, the further that the hollowified energy started to come to life. Tapping his chest, it made Zin wonder if the woman was similar to him and his vizard origins. After all, his own inner-hollow's blood started reacting to it; which caused him to become further intrigued in this incident. So, to that end, he'd have no choice but to simply toss his ring into the battle; but not before getting a chance to try and read the mastermind behind all this.

Focusing his eyes on the black blob before him, Zin had an uneasy feeling hit his gut. It wasn't fear that was penetrating his spirit, it was -- disbelief. Judging from the announcement given by Colin Washi, the screams given by the male and the guitar -- there had to be one person that comes to mind. Sensing nothing but mounds of despair even in the individual's spiritual signature, there was still a faint frequency, albeit low, that was associated with the Washi Family. It was at the moment he understood what needed to be done now.

Unleashing a good deal of his spiritual energy at this point, the entity of the portion of Underground Karakura where this brawl was taking place would experience a sudden influx in temperature. Despite the fact that it was a Spring Evening, the heat would feel more like a warm and humid summer's eve at this point. More importantly, there was a good deal of pressure hidden behind this force. The ramifications of Zin's reiatsu could indeed cause more adverse reactions to the area, but he seemed to have a pretty good grip on it. This burst of energy was merely nothing more than a "warning" shot of sorts; to showcase where his level of strength was as most of the other inhabitants of this area would feel a crushing spiritual force waiting to be unleashed from within the core of The Vizard King.

"Young Girl, if you have the strength to fight a monster, you have the power to cusp on to bravery." Turning his attention directly to Yukichiyu, his crimson eyes would lock with her frenzied soul in that moment. Holding a sphere of white light within his right palm, The Yuudeshi would then hold that out towards her direction and utter these words. "Thus, if looks do not deceive, you should have the will to endure this portion of my power to escape that tomb. If not, then I hope you've lived a life without regrets."

Seeming true to his words, there was a gentle smile easing on to his face as he unleashed the volley of light towards the direction of The Rogue female. Provided that her determination and willpower were in the right place? There could more than likely be a chance for her body to accept this foreign energy and use it to amplify her powers. In this way, she would be given the tools needed to device her own escape and prove the first step of her mental strength. If this process should fail, however? There was a lingering doubt in The King's gut that he would have to clear a chard body from the streets.

As if her strive to overcome was indeed a farce, then the flames of that orb would no doubt consume her and Zin would have little time to recall it before that burst could indeed inflict significance damage to her body in the forms of life-threatening burns. So for her sake, he'd hope she'd have the moxy to endure such a thing to stand beside him in this darkness. "But you've peaked my interest and I have a knack for finding talent. Don't disappoint, now."

Done addressing the girl, The King's eyes would then avert from her gaze and focus themselves on the sights of the bleeding male demon. The expertise of complex healing wasn't Zin's forte to say the least, but he understood that it was within his power to at least close up nasty cuts. So to the effect, he'd guide his energy to envelop the demon boy and do his best to at provide a form of relief by closing out those cuts across his chest and back. There was nothing he could do about the blood lost, but the superficial wounds should more than be dealt with. The bruising on his legs would either have to be treated by a medical professional or left to heal on it's own. Zin's energy could attempt to clear it up, but that was no guarantee in his mind.

"Ah, a little demon boy, are you? The aura your energy is giving off surely doesn't read human or Shinigami. I'm not sure how ya got into Karakura Central, but judging from your looks -- you don't seem like a threat to the city's integrity. My brother is more aggressive about killing folks like you, but I'd like to think of myself as less rash than him." Chuckling to himself, he'd place his left hand above his head and bask in the moment as he let the last of cigarette begin to dissipate into ash. Nudging his head towards the end of the road, he'd motion for the young male to hit the sewers.

"I'll try to protect ya as best as I can with my energy, but I can't ensure your safety in a situation like this. I won't force ya to leave if you decide to fight; just understand you are playing a game of life and death with the ball in your court now. It's up to you to snatch it and make that slam dunk if you so desire." With those words said, he'd nod his head to re-confirm what he said and begin mentally directing the flaming aura around him to begin to swirl around, behind and to the side of Sijel; ready to defend him at a moments notice given Zin's command.

All of this left the supposed "monster" to be attended to. Glancing around at his surroundings, Zin would consciously make a reddened barrier around a one mile radius to ensure that this incident doesn't effect other portions of Karakura Central. Still weary of that Class A threat, he'd take precautions to at least ensure that more civilians didn't get dragged into this battle. So once he was done tending to those matters, he would approach the beast with his hands held up in the air to show that he wasn't in an aggressor state. Be that as it may, however, The King was more than ready to counter at any moment if he were assaulted. Hope for the best, prepare for the worse: that statement more than summed up The Yuudeshi's intentions as he hoped for a peaceful resolution to this, but was prepared to bloody the streets if it came to it.

"You speak of loneliness, but that's only one prospective. Howling out into the night, you've subconsciously yearned for the warmth of another. So here I stand, in all of my blazing fire, stepping forth from the flames and holding my hand out to you. I seek to be your comrade, to understand what plagues your mind and to help you through this." At this point, by the first sentence spoken out of his mouth, Zin would now be locking directly into the eyes of the abyss as he stared intently into this male's eyes.

"If you've failed to protect everyone close to you, then accept that failure. If you've been left and abandoned? Embrace that reality. Only once you come to terms with what has passed can you grow stronger to move towards the future. You will mourn, you will become enraged and you will process whatever situation you are under. But for you, Washi, you will not let it consume you. For at the end of the day, you'll use this trauma to protect what it is your heart desires in the future."

Closing out his dialogue, he would then go on to reach his hand out for the shadowed figure to reach for; more than ready to proceed into the hells of combat if it should so come to that.

"So tell me, young one, will you accept my hand?"