New and Improved Angel Captain [Carter] [Approved 0-5] [Hazard Rating A]

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Name: Carter
Titles: Angel Shinigami
Gender: Male
Appearance Age: 15
Age: 221
Affiliation/Rank: Gotei 13 Captain of squad 7

Appearance Description:

• Body Build: First off he is almost a mirror image of Toshiro Hitsugaya in height and weight. He stands at a meager height of 133 centimeters or 4 ‘4.5”. His weight is much different though, weighing twenty pounds more than the man coming in at 82 lbs. This is because his body is starting to progress into a puberty stage and his muscle mass is building. His boyish limbs are gaining in firmness and size as the muscles build from the testosterone out let in his being. His shoulders are broader as well and his chest wider, his abdomen is more defined. His back is cut as well, only having two scars located between his shoulder blades and spinal cord form where his wings becoming one with his body during his angelic release state.
  
  
  
• Facial Features: His face is starting to change from the affects of puberty as well, his round boyish face narrowing out as his jaw line defines itself and his once round pudgy chin sharpens to a point as the baby fat is burned off. His nose is thin and slightly up turned; his nostrils small as well. His ears are rather small, hidden under his white hair most of the time as they become the topic of jokes more often than not. His eyes are a deep gold, almost amber like color with flecks of brown in them, they are rather large and appear to have an inner shine to them like a child up to mischief even when he is bored or pissed off, this making his emotions hard to figure out based off of his face. His eye brows are narrow and sharp, always amplifying whatever expression he has going at any given time to an almost comical level. His forehead is of no descript often covered by his snow white hair. His teeth are perfectly straight and blinding white when he smiles.
  
  
  
• Hair Color and Style:His hair is snow white as stated above and in need of a good trim, the locks coming down into his face most days when he is in the office. His most noticeable hair style is the disheveled one as if he doesn’t care about his appearance. The long unkempt locks often getting into his eyes when he works. He has been known to spike his hair though from time to time when he’s in a good mood, thinking it makes him look cool but not knowing most of the time it makes him look like a tool. Perhaps when he grows up he will look back and be ashamed of his young dumb self? Finally when going to public events his white hair is parted in a neat comb over, the only flaw being his boyish cowlick that always makes a strand of it stick up slightly in the front and subtract from the adult demeanor he attempts to carry. It should be noted his eye brows are also white.
  
  
  
• Attire:Much of the time he is wearing his issued white Captains robes to show his rank only because of his age, if he were older he would ditch them in choice of a much more simple outfit. Being that he appears to be a 15 year old boy it is easy for people to forget his rank so instead of constantly reminding them he wears his sleeveless white robes with his traditional black underneath. When in his gigia he often is seen wearing semi formal dress clothes, always wearing khaki dress pants with a button down shirt tucked into his black leather belt, the buckle holding a silver image of squad 7’s flower. His shirts range from a simple white button down collared long sleeve to a deep blue version. It can be assumed that he dresses this way to help make up for his lack in human age, wanting to bridge the gap as much as possibly even though he is well over 200 years old. His shoes are also semi formal as well; always the same dark auburn tanned leather dress shoes that are slightly pointed at their tips. He has exchanged the standard black laces that come with them for some white ones that match his hair. It should also be known no matter in what form he is wearing a necklace with a pure white crystal as the center piece and it appears to give off its own energy when noticed.
  
  
  
• Scars:As stated above on his back twin scars appear, always looking puckered up and slightly pink as if they have just recently healed, this is due to his angelic state requiring the wings of his angel form to connect to his body. The right side of his face from his cheek up to his temple is scarred with acidic blood from a demon he had fought. The scar is thin but is quite noticeable, always looking red and slightly inflamed from the demonic taint that issued forth from it even though the taint was cured out of his being. On his chest a long scar cuts down from his right pectoral to his lower left side abdomen from a sparring event with his best friend in a do or dies attack. On his left shoulder a burn mark scar is shown in a star formation from a cero blast received at point blank range. The ankle of his right leg has many round scars one would associate with arrows but wider. The scars being from the six frozen objects that floats around his mentor and older sister Cirno. The four scars were gained in a training course as well. In time many more are sure to come with battles and training.

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Personality:

• Caring: First and foremost Carter is incredibly caring. He has never been one to go looking for a fight or be one to put people who need a helping hand out. His caring side is almost comically in some ways, he can be over bearing at times because of just how much he cares about any and everything. If someone needs a shoulder to cry on or just needs a friend so they don’t feel alone he’s the first one in line to help out.
  
• Unbiased: Despite his role as a shinigami and one of the seven angels who oppose demonic forces Carter isn’t an shoot first and ask questions later kind of person. He doesn’t have hate for Hollows like most of his kind. He understands the plight of the majority of them, understands most didn’t choose to become what they ended up being and just couldn’t find their peace so they could move on. He won’t take a side in a fight just because a friend is on one side or the other, he will weigh his options and then jump in. He’s so unbiased that he won’t judge even a demon on what it is; knowing most didn’t knowingly become what they are.
  
• Protective: He keeps a close ring of people he considers friends and ironically they are all stronger than him but he won’t let them come to harm. Even though he is unbiased and would stay out of a war between his friend and another person he would still intervene to save their life without bringing up arms against whomever the opponent is. Even if he had to just stand in the way and be cut down, if it protects a friend he won’t hesitant. This also goes for any person or peoples oppressed of unable to defend themselves from a force acting against them. Power wasn’t made to oppress the weak in his mind but created to give those who couldn’t fight a sword for protection and he looks at himself as that sword, often going into battles he knows he shouldn’t if it means protecting those who would otherwise be doomed to dying defenseless.
  
• Mature: Appearance wise he appears to be a fifteen year old boy who is just entering manhood but once someone gets to know him they find he isn’t just a boy. He can carry a conversation on with people much older than himself that a boy his age never could; he isn’t interested in teenage angst as well. His eyes are set to the future and whatever goals he has set for himself. He knows when to bite his tongue even when he is furious as well as to remain quiet when he shouldn’t speak, not adding his thoughts where they are not wanted nor needed. At the same time he will speak up if something is wrong or there is a better way to do whatever is brought up, but without coming off as a cocky prick.
  
• Born Leader: Carter has always felt like one day he will be one of the greats, he can often be found reading books about legendary heroes in history. His ideals lead him into roles of leadership even when he isn’t attempting to find them, when a soul gets to know him they can see the inner confidence the boy has that is somewhat unsettling in a person so young. Even though he wants to lead he knows when someone else should and will hand over control to them in an instant so whatever task can be done at its best degree. His desire to lead coupled with his strong will power has finally begun to pay off with him becoming a Gotei Captain.
  
• Powerful Will: When he has his mind set to something he gets results. No matter what stands in his way he gets the job done, when he first became a shinigami he was incredibly weak and not worth noticing but through countless hours of training he has grown to be a noticeable figure as well as gaining a power only six other people have gathered from Truth. If he is fighting to protect someone and is dealt a crippling blow he will find the power to get back to his feet and lift his sword, as long as his heart beats he won’t give up in whatever his eyes are set on.
  
• Book Smart: In the shinigami academy he always tested high on book related work as well as quickly picking up Kido, this book smarts has helped him quite a bit in understanding the way of the world and how things work, it has even helped him to notice minor things in battle that have turned the tide. His book smarts has also allowed him to use kido in ways people don’t normally think to do.
  
• Common Sense: Most who are book smart lack in this ability but somehow god graced him with both common sense and a decent brain. He knows when to hold his tongue or when he’s outclassed, given that he understands he’s outclassed he still usually ends up in a fight he shouldn’t be in but that common sense and the reality that is death could come at any second often sharpens his senses and focus, allowing him to react better under the high stress.
  
• Tireless: He quiets, if he’s in a battle and he’s out of energy he keeps getting back up only if he is to get smacked down once again, if he has life in him he has the ability to stand back up, at least that’s what he thinks. If he sets his eyes on a daunting task he will get it done with his large reverses of mental energy when his body would have given out half way through. He pushes himself past his breaking points whenever he can, he’s a dedicated worker that never stops moving, taking on as many tasks as often as possible.
  
  
• Positive Outlook: This goes hand in hand with his strong will, no matter how bleak the present looks Carter is always looking toward a bright tomorrow, knowing that keeping his chin up and the smile on his face will one day make the darkness waver as he rises. If he sees a person in dire need of help no matter how far gone they are he will believe they can be saved and throw his whole being into it knowing that with enough time the good will flourish.
  
  
  Character Flaws:
• Hidden Rage Word, Trigger of Explosion!: If someone refers to him as a “kid” his cool demeanor goes right out the window, his face gets almost comically red with rage and his body stiffens up like a pissed off animal, this is when the small boy needs to be feared or restrained by his friends. His temper is hard to get boiling but calling him a Kid is a sure fire way to bring out his inner rage.
  
• Romantically Detached: Carter has never really held a romantic relationship and do to such he is unnoticing when someone is showing him affection making him appear to be uncaring but in reality having never had a relationship he doesn’t know how to act and most times picks the wrong responses. He feels awkward in these situations because of such and most of the time ends up putting walls up without even meaning to, his eyes usually being set on training and work. This being said he has recently just had his first kiss and this trait might change depending on what the future holds.
  
• Aloof: Sometimes he can appear to be not quiet all there in the sense that he’s day dreaming and hard to connect to or understand. His thoughts are his own and maintaining his quiet composure makes it hard for many people to understand and relate to, making him seem out of touch with reality.
  
• Quiet Rage: When in person manages to finally ruffle him up either in or out of combat he doesn’t blow his top like most do, doesn’t succumb to the goading but instead he focuses on destroying the person who opposes him. If in combat he stops speaking, quits the pointless banter that is the norm of the fighting these days, his eyes becoming cold and sharp as he focuses on leveling his opponent with all of his might. Here if someone saw him they would find him cold and uncaring upon looking at him but in reality he is a seething pot of anger that has focused itself into a well honed weapon. Outside of combat if someone has managed to press his buttons in whatever they are competing over he will quietly exploit all of their weaknesses and short comings. So far as to bring up the ugly things they have done in their past in an attempt to make them lose their cool.

Likes: Peace, Sunlight, Training, Reading, developing lasting relationships, strong drink, and most animals.

Dislikes: Prejudice, Darkness, Fighting, Hatred, being unable to protect the weak or his friends, certain words…, and ducks. Ducks are fucking weird looking man…
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History:

Chapter 1: Birth of a Black Sheep
During his childhood years life was far from easy for Carter, his mother and father divorced early, he had three other siblings, and he never seemed to know his place. His mother always treated her children with love but from an early age Carter understood even she didn’t want him as she always found blame on things around the house to be on him, always gave him chores the others never got, not even the older siblings, His brother and two sisters always had large birthdays with many friends but when it came his turn each year he was greeted with a list of chores to do that morning before he would go to school and return to find only more chores waiting. But this is all jumping the gun.
When he was welcomed into the world his father filed for divorce from his mother, the man had worked long hours and spent most days of the week out of town and it came to light that he didn’t want another child with a woman he fell out of love with, also coming to light would be how he had already found a younger woman to replace Carter’s mother with. So skipping out of the picture his dad left his mom to raise four kids on her own with her rather unique job. It wasn’t unique in the sense that it provided a great income, quite the opposite. It was unique in the way that she was an awakened human who could see and commune with spirits. She often worked as a medium for grieving families and through her work she became much more cold an detached, having to hear pity and disgusting story’s from spirits and lies from families.
From about as long as he could remember Carter could see the spirits as well and once when he was four his mother caught him speaking to a girl by a pond who had drowned while chasing her ball. She had slipped and fallen into the murky water, only to be found days later. In a rage his mother began to smack him repeatedly in the face, screaming about how much she hated him for making her lose the man she loved, blaming his dad leaving on his being born, and yelling about he didn’t deserve to have her power that his siblings didn’t have, telling him how he wasn’t her son but an unwanted reminder of her lost love.
It was a young age to be given such a dark realization and after that day he ignored the spirits, not wanting to be yelled at by the only person he wanted to be accepted by again. From that day he accepted that he wasn’t wanted and did what he was told, quietly doing the chores he was given and staying out of his mother’s way while she coo’d over his siblings, loving them while she seemed to not be able to love him. In his mind it never made sense that she could love them and not him because they all had the same father but he never said a thing, electing to quietly bare his burden and when it became too much to cry at night and dream about his dad coming back to save him.
For the next three years he quietly did his slave labor, waking up and cleaning and doing his school work before ending the day with more cleaning and sleep only to wake up and do it again, not being allowed to play outside like his siblings were. He appeared to be a thin child, his hair being an impossible white color, having faded from the brown color his siblings had to the ivory white in the three years he stayed inside to work tirelessly.
After dealing with this treatment for the first seven years of his life be quickly came to hate his mom for what she did to him and on the night before his eighth birthday he snuck out of the house to go to the park near his home. He couldn’t remember the last time he had had so much fun, swinging in the star light and going down slides. Two hours into his dark play time he saw the same spirit from when he was a small kid, standing by the edge of the pond, her soul chain being incredibly short. Not knowing that at any moment she could become a Hollow and eat him he went over to her to talk to her because he didn’t want her to feel alone like he did. He wasn’t aware this was a trap, didn’t know she was a lure a Hollow was using like the KingFisher Hollow that had been slain decades ago.
It wasn’t until the Hollow had him in its grasp, about to devour his soul for his weak spirit energy that a white light came forth and he was washed in the blood of the beast as he feel to the ground, the severed arm still holding him in its grasp.

Chapter 2: Life with the Quincies

He woke to find himself in a chapel like building with strange looking stars and cross shapes everywhere, the building mostly being in whites, blues, and dull gray colors. He quickly became aware he wasn’t dead and they wasn’t heaven and with that settled he found out that he was in a Quincy Headquarter building. A young Archer having saved him from the Hollow that was going to kill him, the young Archer took him to a room with a few elderly people in white robes sitting; they asked him if he knew what had happened to him, his name, and finally where he was so they could take him home. When they told him that he froze up and the small child lied saying he didn’t remember where he had come from, he had managed to remember his name and the attack but couldn’t recall his own family and home somehow. They knew the boy was lying but it was clear he didn’t want to go home and they couldn’t take him if they didn’t know where he was going, plus they were aware he was spiritually awakened and thought maybe they could help him grow his power with their tutoring so without another question the young boy was taken in by Quincies.
As the years passed he found himself doing chores around the chapel everyday much like at home but here he also felt like he fit in even though he wasn’t a Quincy and couldn’t gain abilities like they had. His ability to talk to the dead progressed faster around their energies and soon he could touch the souls but he couldn’t ever progress far enough to gain noticeable abilities like other awakened humans, they never discarded him though. He lived with the Quincies and even though he couldn’t become a pure Quincy he could absorb their ‘pride’ and moral compass. By the age of ten he felt like he had found a new home and had become a part of the clan. Here even though he was vastly different he didn’t feel like an outcast like he had with his mother and siblings. Here he found peace and in the two years he lived with them he never once felt left out or a burden.

Chapter 3: Night of Death

As it always goes Hollows attacked, but they weren’t a mindless horde, their power was lead by a group of high level Arrancar who quickly dispatched the Quincy defense. The young and old alike fought the horde to their dying breaths while Carter found himself shivering in fear in a closet. He watched through a crack in horror until he saw the boy who had saved him those years ago come under attack. Something in him broke and he broke free of his fear and the small boy rushed the Hollows with all abandon, not caring that he would die. The boy who had saved him was risking it all to protect everyone on his Quincy Pride and Carter was taught the same these past two years.
He managed to buy the boy a second before the Arrancar who were watching the fight looked at him, the weakest shunpoing in front of him and destroying him in the blink of an eye with a cero. He felt no pain in his dying as it was so quick, his short human life coming to a sad close before he could ever grow into manhood.

Chapter 4: Soul Society, The Early Years

As most spirits do he woke in the poorest part of Soul Society where people murdered and stole for sport. He managed to find a group of kids like himself to form a group with, as the years went by they all had eachother’s backs in the rough section of Soul Society. All of them fighting off attacks in themselves or each others like savage wolves, the whole time Carter kept thinking there would have to be more than this. Years would pass like days and he would get more and more disheartened with the divided state of the Soul Society.
On a countless day in a countless year he decided to walk a water front at night before bed without the group so he could clear his head, the events of the day having gotten to him. They had lost one of their own from a thug who beat the kid until he succumbed to his wounds. As he walked and silently cried for his friend he saw the ruffle of black robes in an ally, thugs having the man closed in, a katana in his hand. His golden eyes went wide as he knew it was a shinigami, a Shinigami, and the young man was in trouble based off of how hard he was breathing and how the group was snickering at him and closing in.
He didn’t know what overcame him as once again he blindly rushed in like with the Hollow attack in his past life. In a blur he launched himself onto the biggest guy and bit into his collar bone while kicking him over and over, this distracted the other three enough for the young boy to quickly dispatch them before finishing the big one who had detached Carter and had thrown him into the wall, knocking him out.
When he finally came to he saw the face of the young Shinigami smiling down at him. The boy helped him up and offered to bring him home to the boy’s family and he accepted the offer thinking he’d get a hot meal before he made his way back to his friends. What would happen would blow him to pieces as they offered to make him the youngest son of the family, they weren’t one of the four noble families but they were wealthy and could give him a good life for protecting the newest Shinigami of the family. He was beyond speechless but after a moment he came around and like any young child he screamed yes. The family taking him and making him a Zenaki as was the family name
They prided themselves on good manners and quiet patience, which they beat into the young boy each day. Having come from a shitty existence before this he quickly became excitable at all the amazing new things in his life but he was made to learn the ways of his new family. They had taken him in and he wouldn’t let them down so quickly he adopted the ways. Wanting to make his older brother Yumchi Zenaki proud for having him as a younger brother, he was always at the front door when his brother came home from missions to learn about what he had done, which Hollows had fallen to his Zanpakutō this time. He had a fan boy feeling toward his older brother, idolizing him like some super hero.
After a couple decades the boy would finally be brought in front of the elders of the family to be told he was going to enter the Shino Academy like every other member of the family had and he quietly bowed, but on the inside he had never felt more excited and nervous.

Chapter 5: Shino Academy


He passed the entrance exams with flying colors due to his higher spiritual pressure, having been a spiritually awoken human in his past life and was the youngest in appearance in his class. The rest all appearing to be in their late teens to early twenties while he was merely 12 years old based on how he looked. He excelled in the courses revolving around Kido and weapon play, it was always odd in a sparring match to see a fully grown man smacked around in his thick bulky armor by a pint sized version of himself, Carter always being made fun of for being so small but quieting them when he reminded them how they couldn’t beat him in a sparring match.

Zanjustu was a little more difficult for him, finding it odd to talk to a sword, it took months for him to get the kind of progress the other students got in days. It was frustrating but he wouldn’t give up, trusting his Zanpakutō no matter how strange it felt to him, trying to develop the bond. He would sit for hours each day after class mediating with his sword. It had called to him in the very beginning, when he took his Asauch the dull katana lit up with his energy and became an old English viceroy styled long sword and everyone was astonished, thinking that right away he had fully bonded with it but it quickly became clear that it was a fluke and meaningless as they slowly learned the abilities of their zanpakutos and the names while he couldn’t even figure out his own inner world.

One day in a frustrated display of anger he threw his Zanpakutō at the back wall of his families estate yard, the blade bouncing off the wall and hitting a small bell. In that instant he felt it vibrate in his soul, even though he wasn’t holding the weapon he could feel it. In a haste he fell off of his perch he was mediating on and rushed over to the Zanpakutō, feeling a weak power coming from it like a new born spirit. With nothing else left to do he pushed his own energy into the sword and it finally lit up with life, no one having told him that that simple step was the most crucial… He was pulled into his own inner world where he met his Zanpakutō spirit, a tall pale woman, naked under a black robe that covered her for the most part, exposing only her curved hips and slender shoulders. She had a large bust but what surprised him most was her red eyes and rabbit like ears. Her hair was ivory white like his own except for a strand of coal black that covered one of her scarlet red eyes.

He took in his inner world too and noticed it all appeared to be the inside of a never ending castle, the floors all dark brown polished wood, the walls smooth stone lit every few feet with torch scones. He almost wanted to get lost and explore but his mind came back to the spirit, the other part of his soul. She was quiet and reserved, appearing older than him. She told him her name and what she would do, her powers and with it she ushered him out, assuring him they would have a long time to get to know one another.

After this block in the road was cleared he proceeded to graduate from the academy in two and a half years rather than the standard six it took everyone else. This made him stand out and got him a seated position in the Gotei, in the command squad he gained the fifth seat where he worked on honing his learned skills for years.

Chapter 6: Active Duty


As a Shinigami he would perform the standard duties, going out on countless missions and many stations. His powers quickly grew and he unlocked his shikai within his first year as a Shinigami. Though in his squad he saw the rapid descent of the Gotei 13 and would voice his concerns only to be hushed and pushed to another station where he couldn’t speak out about the lack of numbers. Where they had once been numbered in the hundreds now the soul reapers were numbered in the double digits, most Shinigamis deciding to go rogue and do their duties on their own. The choice to do so was a bad one, showing a rather large gain in Hollow and Arrancar power as well as demonic beings as well. The end of the Gotei as the large opposing force came from this choice as the Shinigami numbered dwindled down leaving every surviving member to either rally around the dying Org as Carter had done or manage to branch out to the dark side. In this dire time a lot of the Shinigamis managed a soul evolution becoming more powerful than those in previous generations, some almost being gods in their respective power.

Carter was an exception to that, he hadn’t managed to gain the high power levels like the others had but he stood firm in his duties. He kept going out on missions and kept fighting the increasing amounts of hollows and Arrancar. He managed to gather a seated position in Squad One, it was the lowest seat but he was proud of it, in the past days he wouldn’t have gotten the seat but the fact was that the Gotei was starving for members.

His duties weren’t what he expected though; he was given the same shit duties of going out on postings and in his fifth posting since joining Squad One he found his world changed for the worse. It was a non-descript posting in Israel. He was stationed there for standard Hollow cleansing and soul reaping but quickly found himself befriending a small child that could manage to see him. The boy reminded himself a lot of him in his previous life, he was an abused boy that was forced to be a home slave, his father was a drunk that came piss faced every night and would destroy the house in his stupor. The boy’s mom had recently died and hadn’t moved on because her son could see her and she was attached to him, knowing he felt alone and scared because of his dad’s antics. She couldn’t move on but at the same time her chain was breaking from seeing the man she loved degrade so much when he lost her.

Carter attempted to send her on her way to Soul Society but she wanted him to help her make her husband stop drinking first since the man wouldn’t listen to his son. He agreed because he knew soon she would hollowify and it would be bad for everyone involved, mostly her son who had spiritual pressure.

So the next day he came home from school with the boy, now being in gigia, and he attempted to talk to the father, saying things only the dead mother would be able to say. He thought he got through to the dad….

That night he was on his normal hunt, having just sent three spirits onto their way before his pager started pinging, telling him a soul was hollowifying right near the boy’s house so he shunpo’d over in time to see what had driven her to go hollow rather than find herself at peace. In his failure and shame as a father and husband the man had committed suicide in the living room, leaving his son to find him and cry. The mother watched it all in horror and finally her chain shattered, the stress of it being too much for her to bear.

She became a hollow of immense power, her spiritual pressure alone was almost enough to crush Carter and in her violent rampage she devoured her own son. Losing himself because he viewed this as his own fault he attacked her knowing he would die but somehow he had managed to destroy her and send her and her son on their way but not before sustaining serious injury. He lay there in a pool of his own blood expecting to die from the battle and thinking it was a fitting end, maybe the boy would become a stronger version of Carter if he became a shinigami.

The last thing he remembered was blood welling out of his chest and finding it hard to breathe, having a lung collapsed and the other filling with his red life force, his vision started to fade before he succumbed to his wounds.

Chapter 7: Second Chances

Many weeks after the event with the hollowified mother Carter found himself recovering in the infirmary of division four, not even sure how he had managed to make it back to the Soul Society, his question was soon answered when a tan dark headed shinigami made himself known. He said how he had been dealing with an unrelated event in that town that night had felt the battle after he had finished up his own business. The man described getting Carter back over from the world of the living and how he had stopped by every day around the same time to check on him.

In a way Carter felt relieved he had survived but at the same time a deep depression over came him from failing the family, a depression that slowed his ability to heal and left him bed ridden for many months. The dark haired shinigami coming every day to talk to him, telling the boy his name, Landen, and how his own depression was killing him. As time went on the two developed a close friendship while Carter recovered in the infirmary and upon his release Landen convinced Carter to leave the Gotei for a bit so they could train together, Landen having wanted to make the boy stronger so his depression would leave sooner.

They packed up their belongs and set up a camp in the world of the living in the wastelands of the Outback before the Monsuta ever claimed it. Each day Landen would summon more and more Hollows forcing Carter to fight them until he couldn’t handle anymore and each night he would constantly release his own spirit pressure at full force so Carter would be able to stand stronger enemies without being crushed.

This training lasted for four months, each day Carter felt himself getting stronger and stronger as his depression drained out of him drip by drip. On their last night before they left Landen made his true race known, he wasn’t just a shinigami. He was a vizard, a shinigami that had an inner hollow that had fused with his being, he had part of his own enemy inside his soul. He told Carter how in a state of depression the hollow had managed to find itself a home inside Landen, depression over memories of failure. In that moment Carter realized this whole training period and forth coming with this information was because Landen was afraid Carter would go down the same road as him, even if it wasn’t on purpose.

In that moment he knew he had found his best friend, a man who discarded his entire life to save a youth from himself, Carter felt deeply indebted to the vizard and vowed to him he would do whatever it took to keep the same cruel fate from be falling him. At the time he didn’t know a higher power had put him on this path to test him, to see if he was worth a shot at something beautiful.

Chapter 8: Transcendence


The morning after the reveal when they opened the passage way between worlds to go back to Soul Society Carter felt oddly light hearted and stepped through the gate, after clearing the precipice world Carter realized he wasn’t where he needed to be, he was in the last place he wanted to be. He was back in the home of the family he failed. In the moment of realization fear over took him and he reached for his Zanpakutō, only for it to turn to rust in his hands and fall apart.

Weight crushed down on his shoulder from all sides, like an immense spirit pressure as an all encompassing mind spoke into him, telling him he was being tested, chosen for a higher calling, if only he could survive his test. With the words finished the weight lifted and he stood up, finding himself now in the street where he fought the mother, his eyes were fixed on a mass of blood and guts and a single child sized sneaker. A laughter echoed as the hollow mother crept out of the darkness, blood covered her bleached white bone like face as she taunted him for his failure. His hand went back to his Zanpakutō sheath out of reflex only to find how that a branch of thorns was where the rusted weapon had been, the thorns pricking his skin and causing him to bleed, with each drop of blood that hit the cement a hand would come up and wrap around him, blood continuing to gush out at an impossible rate as he was engulfed by hundreds of hands and pulled down into the ground, down into the darkness.

The countless hands tore at his body, ripping skin and muscle away, leaving him a bloody mess in multiple places as he screamed in pain and horror, he felt it all, to him this was real. When his eyes opened again he wasn’t under the ground, he was back in his childhood room, the face of the mother who treated him like a slave looking down at him and smiling, making his heart feel warm. She embraced him in a hug and he felt tears well in his eyes as he returned the hug. After a moment he felt that something was wrong, feeling his mother grow cold, he looked up to notice she was now a withered husk. Strands of the same white hair he had matted to her shrunken skin, her sightless eye sockets staring at him while her mouth hung open wordlessly.

In his horror he tried to pull away only to watch as her face ripped a part and the mother of the boy he failed to save emerged from the husk of his mother like some demonic butterfly being born, her hands wrapping around him and her mouth opening wide she swallowed him whole and he felt himself falling in a pit of pure blackness.

When he landed and his eyes finally adjusted he realized he could make out some things inside the hollow who haunted him so badly. He noticed a small figure curled up at the other end of the darkness and he felt compelled to walk crawl over to it, fearing that he already knew who it was.

His fears were met with truth as he looked upon the boy who he failed, the boy who reminded him so much of himself. The boy was crying, scared and alone, Carter would see how that the boy was slowly being consumed by the Hollow, the darkness clinging to his skin and merging him slowly with the walls of its stomach. His eyes caught the glint of steel as he saw his Zanpakutō over in the corner he had landed in. Something inside him told him that if he reached his Zanpakutō he could free himself but in doing so this boy would be gone, crying alone as his life was taken from him.

He had failed the boy once and he couldn’t face failing him again so forfeiting his own life he moved closer to the boy and embraced him in a hug, feeling the darkness grip him and pull him in as well. His mind was centered around atoning for the sin of failure, knowing that dying with this boy and comforting him in his final moments would help make up for failing him.

At the last second he could feel the handle of his Zanpakutō in his left hand, a light gleaming from inside the blade. A voice inside him told him to save himself now, to redeem himself, and save the boy. His eyes opened as the darkness began to pull the last bits of his being in, almost finished consuming him and the boy. His left arm was free and in an act of desperation he stabbed into the darkness and watched as light grew from the cut, expanding outward in all angles until finally it was just him and the boy floating in a wash of white light.

The boy broke down into particles of light and reformed in front of him, his face now looked ageless and full of warmth, his eyes giving off the same pure light as he reached for carter and patted his head. The boy spoke with a voice that wasn’t his own, a voice that reminded Carter of a chorus of men and women singing as it spoke, telling him he had transcended his block, had finally conquered the part of himself that was holding him back, his guilt in not saving the boy. His depression in thinking he was too weak and his fear that he wouldn’t give his own life to save another, all were confronted and surpassed and now a holy power was his.

When he next opened his eyes he was laying in his bed in the first division of the Gotei, his mind full of all that had happened, a knowledge that he had surpassed everyone here and become one of the seven angels of truth rooted deep in his core. The young shinigami smiled at his blessing and closed his eyes again, finally sleeping for the first time in months without a night terror.

Chapter 9: Current Day

Since the event of his transcendence Carter has accomplished more than he ever thought, he has taken the captain position of Division Seven, he has managed to begin training himself and any who wish for his aide. His powers are awakening in a heavenly way, progressing him past all limits he thought he had, The Iramasha Cirno offered to train him to bring his inner light out and in that training he realized his Bankai state and his true Angelic release, becoming the Angel of Radiance. He even managed to fight in the war for Iceland and survived it, stopping a demonic commander with a stranger fellow who was lit up in fire the entire time of the fight, his body did take a major ass beating in the fight but in the end he realized his devotion to his cause was greater than the demon’s and had conquered it. Many more accomplishments will come from this young ambitious captain so keep your eyes on him!

[ b]Relationships:[/b]


Landen: The vizard who trained him before he became an angel of truth, Carter considers the loud mouth his best friend and is often seen getting shit faced drunk with the arrogant hunter.


Cirno: During their time in training he began to realize this woman felt like a long lost sibling to him and even if she doesn’t want to be known as it he refers to her as his older sister and would defend her and those she holds dear with his life.

Sho: The new Vice Captain of his squad, Sho reminds carter in a lot of ways of his friend Landen but realizes this guy is going to be hard headed the entire time they work together, secretly though he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Animum: His previous Vice. A potential love interest until he was forced to make her step down from her position, he still has strong feelings for her and will be there for her when she calls on him because he will never leave any friend alone in the dark.

Squad 7: Tessa, Yoma, and Steven. All of these kids were punks, there’s no other way to put it, the girl was quick to anger, Yoma was a loud mouth, and Steven is a know it all. The best thing about them though? They’re HIS punks and he wouldn’t trade these shinigamis for anyone, he see’s great potential in them, if only he can get them to show up to a meeting on time.

























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Reiatsu Color: White

Zanpakutô Spirit Name: Nacuto

Zanpakutô Spirit Appearance: Nacuto is a tall woman with curves in all the right places, she’s older than Carter, appearing to be in her late teens or early twenties. Her skin is ivory white as if she hides from the sun at all costs. She’s completely nude except for the black shroud that’s always covering her, leaving only her right hip open as well as a hint of her supple breasts. The shroud itself doesn’t appear to be a normal clothing garment as it has endless swirling patterns inside accompanied by countless twinkling specks of light. If one looked into it for prolonged periods of time they would begin to notice it appears to look like a moving snap shot of the universe in all its vastness. Her face is slender with a small nose like a rabbit’s, her eye brows as coal black as her long raven hair, her eyes a vivid amethyst like the aurora beams of the northern lights.


Inner World: Carter’s Inner World is a black abyss, when someone focuses they can see countless far off lights twinkling, the air is beyond freezing, quickly it becomes known that his Inner World is actually deep space but not space that has ever been explored or found, the ground is an asteroid but not a huge floating rock like the majority of the others. This own appears to be made from a diamond, floating through space for all of eternity. In the core of the asteroid a light can be seen that gives off all colors imaginable by the human eye from the refraction of the light on the million facets of the diamond. A single throne rests in the middle of the surface of the asteroid, appearing to be carved from marble but with a warm glow to it, the closer one steps to it the warmer they become.
Seven stars hover over the throne, each the same pulsating light and the size of a man’s palm, fragments of dust and countless particles float around them caught in the pull of their gravity. The spirit of Nacuto is often seen sitting on the throne if she isn’t standing on the edge of the asteroid and staring off into the darkness where a singular light glows.
The light upon further inspection can be made out to appear to be almost a carbon copy of the known universe, the asteroid hovering outside of the universe and slowly circling it for the rest of all time in its darkness, lit up by its own light, like a frozen star making a lonely journey through the eons of time.


Sealed Zanpakutô Apperance : Standard issue katana with a star shaped guard.

Sealed Zanpakutô Abilities:

Fractured Light: The blade of Nacuto turns clear and crystalline before fracturing and breaking apart into 20,000 miniature pieces that hover in the air around the battlefield. They can only hover at a maximum range of 30 yards from Carter with him being the focal point; they have a 360 degree field of operation. The fragments collect light from the sun, stars, or Carter’s own angelic light and reflect it thousands of times over as more and more light is added in and the power begins to build. The power varies depending on the posts it has built energy. It should be noted a layer of these crystals coat Carter and reflect the light all around him so he isn’t harmed by his own attacks.

The range is stuck at a maximum of 30 meters in a 360 degree globe field around Carter, after the 30 meter range is hit the spiritual energy in the field is too weak to cause damage and fades into the background environment, if Carter were to release more energy to expand the field it would force the activation of his shikai and evolve his zanpakuto past the point of using his sealed ability.

Note: the time for damage is based off of exposed skin and or light clothing, heavy armor or defensive buffs double the time needed for damage to take effect. Any regeneration based ability used inside of this attack will be hampered by 40%, the speed of light based damage being faster than most cellular regeneration. If a regenerative attack is used in the field the user would take much lessened effects of this attack than the full blast. Also it should be known all energy Carter uses each round gets 5% extra added to it if having to fight against regeneration based users.

• 1 Post: Irritated eye sight that causes the vision to temporarily blur and distort distances. This round Carter has used 2% of his energy pool
  
• 2 Posts: Complete blindness in the sense that the eyes can only see white. Impossible to determine distance and depth, unable to see the battlefield as well as Carter, this blindness isn’t permanent, it lasts one round before degrading to the affects of a single charged post attack. This round Carter has used 7% of his energy pool.
  
• 3 Posts: Heat can be felt and burns begin to appear on the body of the opponent caught inside the light field as the energy builds and continues to ricochet from facet to face t. On top of the burning the affects of two posts are still in play and the eyes don’t heal while still stuck inside the affected area. this round Carter has used 15% of his energy pool.
  
• 4 Posts: Deep burns appear all over the body of the opponent. The smell of burning flesh and hair hangs in the air and now they begin to sense a weakening to their own energy, sweat beginning to coat the skin before instantly drying in the heat and breath becoming harder as the invasion light energy begins sapping it out of them to fuel the continuing assault. Blindness is still in play as well. This round Carter has used 20% of his energy pool
  
• 5 Posts:The burns have advanced past the point of advanced healing, delving into the deep tissue and making bone closer to the surface now visible and blackening as it burns as well, the skin has bubbled and melted off in fatty areas and all hair is gone from the body. Also at this point eye sight will not be returned upon exiting the light field. Eye sight slowly begins to come back after 4 posts outside of the field and fully restored after 6. This round Carter has used 35% of his energy pool
  
• 6Posts:The burning sensation has left the body because the nerves are burned past the point of feeling all over the body, major soul energy loss is had now. This round Carter has used 45% of his energy pool.

How Skills Help and Hinder this ability
The ability is stationed around Carter’s Kido and Zanjutsu levels and the opponents Durability is needed to counter this attack.
Those with untrained Durability are affected at an accelerated rate, fast forwarding each post by one so they would start off with total blindness in one post instead of two. Also the burning skips the minor stage and goes straight for deeper burns and minor energy absorption.
Adept level Durability finds the opponent blindness within two post but from there out takes everything at the normal rate, facing no burning at increased rates.

Advanced leveled Durability takes the attacks based off of the chart listed with no benefits or hindrances.

Master leveled Durability take the reverse of Beginners. It takes two posts between each attack for it to activate, so for this all to happen instead of six posts twelve posts are required as they can stave each affect off for an additional round.

Grand Master Durability takes no damage until Carter’s Zanjutsu and Kido become Masters. Then the two skills reach Master level those with GM durability take damage at the same rate listed for Masters. When Carter’s Zanjutsu and Kido reach GM those with GM durability take the damage at the normal rate.

Release: auferes malum occide lumine [Latin for Purge the Evil, Slay with Light]

Shikai Description: His Zanpakutō morphs from a single sided Katana to a double sided English long sword, the grip of the hilt grows five inches to accommodate two handed fighting which Carter only does when being vastly over powered, the pummel grows a chain with six inch long links in it that has a bell attached to the end, the bell appears to look like a church gong but on a very diminutive scale. The chime in the bell only makes noise upon Carter’s will. The blade itself extends from 33 inches to 43 and the metal widens from 4 and a half inches to a solid 5 making it appear to be an oversized blade for the small boy to use but in combat he shows expert control over it. The blade itself turns a crimson red coloring as if the metal was dyed and seven symbols of stars appear along both faces of the sword. The seven stars glow a white light at all times on both sides, like stars lit up, the light pulsing slightly.