The Heart Of Malice Blooms With A Goddess's Touch - Enter Khala's Return to the Seireitei]
Mon Dec 15, 2014 5:17 pm
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Artist: Camellia - Song: Splatter Party - Word Count: 1560
The sky was blacker than night, while the skies seemed to rain into eternity. As the weather cooled and dampened from the storm, the temperature was at a chill and frigid like a cold winters day. Yet, despite this gloom filled weather, there seemed to be a row of Shinigami awaiting upon the rooftops of the first division. As far as their attire was concerned? It was nothing out of the ordinary -- unless you consider the fact all of their heads were covered by a solid black mask. There were a few wondering Shinigami in the area who considered their presence to be bizarre, but most whose senses went beyond the norm understood why they were here: The Heart Of The Demon God was on its way to the Soul Society once more.
After being brought to the brink of destruction by this creature, who in their right mind wouldn't be on guard or on edge? This power brought with it an immense feeling of cosmic strength and it summoned forth the strings of hatred that brewed within the Soul Society from her actions. While there were quite a few who heeded the call of peace by Iriko Crow, there were others who'd not let things go so simply. For, at the root of every soul, was a spirit whom was once human. And human emotions leads to error; fatal errors. The seeds of anger were far rooted in their hearts and they weren't ready to accept this creature coming forth into their sacred place once more.
Thus: the call for the sword to raise once more had came to be!
The moment that a flash of emerald green light emerged within the skies of the Division One barracks, a heavy amount of spiritual pressure could be felt generating throughout the four walls of this compound. The Research Department had sensed this great divine power breaking through the boundaries of their dimensions once more, surpassing their defenses and they were put into offensive mode. Detecting that their Captain Commander was in such a bloodied and weakened state, they wasted no time in surrounding this demonic entity at break-neck speeds.
When the explosion of illumination had dissipated, there was a lone girl hovering in the air with aqua-colored hair that extended down to her waistline. And much like her hair, the eyes of this Goddess had much of the same hue in them as her spiritual aura oozed off this cool vapor. While wearing nothing more than a black dress that extended down to her thighs, one could also say that this figurehead for demonkind was all but modestly dressed. Yet, what she held in her arms was anything but modest. A bloodied, limbless and unconscious Captain Commander was what had been in the loving embrace of The Demon Godlings grasp. Crimson fluids oozed from his body and dripped upon her onyx shaded garments; causing the Demoness to let out happy glees as their bodies came into such close contact with one another.
The inner-peace these two beings shared were perfect -- but the world had differing opinions of such a scene unfolding.
The sight of this creature holding their leader in such a weakened state prompted The Masked Shinigami from earlier to surround The Demon Goddess in a circle. There were twelve of them and they all exuded great power which could be comparable to that of a Captain or so. And with their booming presence being felt, as to were their hostile intentions as they said not a word and attempted to cut off The Demon God's head where she stood.
Two hulking figures that stood at six foot five each rose their blades from behind attempted to loop off her head with their weapons. While, at the same time, the very slender and feminine figure came from the left and attempted to swipe the Captain Commander from their grasp to secure their oh-so-beloved leader.
Yet -- they were picking a fight with a Goddess! They should have known that something so straight forward would not see the light of victory. Thus, in a blink and a flash, The Godling let out a distressed yell and transported herself to a higher vantage point fifty feet in the air above her assailants.
Why were they attacking her? Did they not know of the arrangements between herself and Iriko? Did the peace treaty between their people mean nothing to them? It all didn't add up compared to how things were left, but perhaps it was suitable enough.
In another booming sound, numerous energy burst came from below and attempted to vaporize The Demon God where she stood. With an almighty push of power back, The Godling retaliated by utilizing her divine aura as a force strong enough to repel and destroy the spheres of destructive light that tried to break her bound with The Crow.
This then led to more figures of all shapes and sizes coming into view around her once more that were six in total. These Shinigami started slashing, punching and otherwise attempting to seal the Goddess away with a variety of melee, sword and kido-based attacks at once from every angle. But, the shaken Godling would not be so easily deterred from her goal.
Condensing the energy that lay within the vessel of her body, The Demoness unleashed a multi-layered force that once again repelled the assaults against her person and Iriko's. Didn't they realize they were putting themselves and their Captain at risk? Wouldn't they at least give her a chance to explain herself?
"For crimes against humanity, destruction of the Soul Society and seeking bodily harm against The Captain Commander; you are under arrest of by the authority of the 1st Division and any attempts to resist will be met with force, you vile beast!"
The sounds of a gruff and angered male echoed throughout the atmosphere of the area as he amplified his furious tone to be heard far and wide. In the shattering of silence between the parties, the intent which these assailants had were unveiled and the radicals of the Gotei 13 were allowed to see the light of day once more.
In seeing the hearts of these men raise up against her, a saddened expression transitioned into the once cheerful face of The Demon God. It seemed that their return to the Soul Society would not go without a hitch. Thus, The Demoness let out a soft sigh and explained her stance:
"If you come after me, you know I won't go easy."
Soon, a golden sphere extended itself from out of the girls right chest and in it: a black eye opened to view the world around before The Godling. In that moment, a damning burst of power slammed into the Seireitei and proved to be enough to hold most of the hostile parties in a paralyzed grip. They snarled in distaste, but The Godling continued.
"I'm not here to obliterate, slaughter or reap souls. I just...."
But, before she could finish, the two lumbering Shinigami from before unleashed a colossal fireball at The Demon God that proved to be strong enough to annihilate the whole division; pressing the very intensity of their souls against her. Thus, going on to the defense, Khala screamed out a roar that shook the earth around them and unleashed a shockwave of power equal to the burst of fire to negate them both in an explosion of light and fire in the heavens above the Seireitei.
In the distance, numerous Shinigami and Demons alike could be felt descending into the area. Yes, the followers of Khalaism found themselves breaking past the walls of the Seireitei to meet their Godling once more; sensing that their leader was under attack by those of the Shinigamihood. While, on the flipside, the Seireitei was once again on edge as the potential for war loomed on the horizon of the trigger-happy finger of radical minds within the Gotei 13.
This situation was dicey and one move could change the tide of this event for the heaven or hell. It is why, for the time being, the homicidal rage that brewed behind the face of a saddened woman was kept in check by Khala. As, if that malice found itself raising to the surface once more, the results would once again repeat what she started so long ago -- and after finding her resolve and purpose by Iriko Crow -- she did not want to revert back to that unstable force so soon.
Thus, as she bit her teeth and scowled, she'd hold her tongue and nudge for the Shinigami to awake as more parties began flooding into the area. There was a powerful rift of hatred, battlelust and pure savagery pulsating throughout the world now. It was unreal -- almost -- too unnatural. But in spite of this sensation, the focus was on their leader and nothing more. So, the eyes of The Demon God locked on to the broken Crow in her arms.
"Iriko, please, speak to your people...." In that hushed and hurt whisper, Khala cusped the charred remains of The Shinigami's face and held him close to her own. Embracing their lips against each once more, The Demoness sought comfort in the warmth of his skin and she awaited for whatever would come -- to come.