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Sun May 15, 2016 11:14 am



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It had been some time since he thought to visit the other Shinigami. Tsubasa by his calculations viewed Radioactive as perhaps the strongest of their race. He'd left the Gotei 13 unmanaged and without proper control presently. Damien had all but vanished off the face of the earth. Tsubasa's energies needed to be devoted to fixing what was wrong with him. He felt a hunger for fighting and going all out with nothing left. Tsubasa had been disappearing and reappearing frequently. But it was time he and the man met for a change. Both had lived lives that were far from ordinary lives. Tsubasa knew all about Radioactive and his involvement in the Quincy War. He was certain the shark knew him by reputation. If not it wasn't something so critical that it mattered to him greatly. The Blades his faction of sorts seemed to be going very well overall. Tsubasa had come here with a clear goal in mind as he exhaled a breath. He knew full well if he was to get into combat with the Shark it would mean some changes for the Russian Landscape. He sat his frame down slowly as he pondered how it would go. He gently unsheathed Byakko from its sheath and rested it in his lap. This would be the first time he fought a true battle as far as he knew. Oh, he made certain that Radioactive and those within the several miles knew of his presence. Tsubasa had come with a clear objective. His goal was simple one, of course, to bring his power under control. The meeting with Saiko had been enlightening but he knew they couldn't be trusted fully with him this way. However he felt like what he needed was a battle that brought him to the edge. Something that pushed him further than anything ever had before. Only one Shinigami existed he could count on in this regard. Ibiki was a fine warrior and would someday step on the stage Radioactive and Tsubasa stood. But for now, he needed someone who could challenge his prowess and strength. No better choice existed for a straight up scrap with nothing but his absolute on the line.

Tsubasa knew he could give himself over to it as he began it in earnest. This battle would be one that brought him closer to the edge. He'd sent Radioactive the note about what was going. The note read the following, "Dear Radioactive, I am Tsubasa Unabara of the Unabara Clan. I have run into trouble that requires your certain talents. I am losing control of myself due to something going on inside me. Meet me in Russia and be ready for a battle. I am entrusting the outcome to you. I will maintain my senses till you arrive..please hurry." The note ended as Tsubasa was somewhat desperate to be in control again. His tool kit was far more diverse than some people would have realized. Tsubasa could feel as a danger to all important. His body wasn't in danger it was everyone else in danger. He'd almost attacked Saiko someone he was sure would have clashed against him. Even now he felt a little disappointed he'd not gotten to clash against her.

The desire for combat filled his blood and veins as he mulled over the answers. His memories were incorrect for some reason. For so long it felt like his sister's death was accidental. But now he knew the truth of it thanks to Saiko and that place. His memories had been altered by someone with great power at the time. He couldn't know who it was sad that changed things. But he had killed Tsubaki with his own two hands. Much like now a bloodlust filled him and restraining it at the time must of been impossible. How much of the reality of it was true he wondered about the past. Farmers that somehow became murderers and spread a reputation. But something about it seemed strange as people showed up to fight them often. Were they truly farmers or was even more changed than he originally believed? Tsubasa wouldn't know his answers to that for some time. It was time for him to focus on the battle at hand. Here he would exhaust everything, nothing would be left open. Tsubasa would pour every ounce of his being into this conflict. He desired something to bring him to the horizon. Radioactive by his estimation was the only one who could. Mana could certainly push him and so could Shadin of course. But the problem with those two was they wouldn't force him to far. He would attempt to keep his wits so he could battle. Tsubasa needed to do two things here. First was to get this bloodlust satisfied and the only way to do that. Was to face a creature who's bloodlust rivaled his own. Radioactive was the clear choice for the first condition. Second of course was something he needed to do that hadn't been done. Tsubasa wanted to push past his limits as he knew them. His strength was something that hadn't been tested truly since the battle against Khala. Finally, he would raise his blade and fight the battle of all time against this beast. His prowess and skills were prepared for whatever outcome came. But even more than that he wanted to find out just how much power he was able to bring out.

One question lingered on his mind was this the peak of Tsubasa Unabara's strength? Or could he go even further than one had ever imagined possible? Could he release greater power from himself? Would this battle help him see what lay beyond? Enough questions for now as he stood up the skies turned gray and cloudy. A storm was rolling in as he exhaled a breath. Focus seemed to pour off his being. He was ready for whatever came as he sheathed his zanapkuto now. His crimson eyes closed as he waiting for him to come. A battle fo the ages was about to begin here. The things of nightmares and dreams were about to come into being here. Tsubasa Unabara and the Radioactive Shark the landscape would change drastically. If Tsubasa hadn't spoken to Shaun about borrowing a barrier as well. The stage was set and a barrier was placed around the combat zone. Everything was hinging on the outcome of the battle here with them. Something primal existed in Tsubasa just hungry for its way out. When he was young he didn't restraint it at all.

Now it was time to let that beast off the chains and fight a battle, unlike anything this world had seen in some time. His original goal of surpassing Yamamoto and becoming the pillar of the Gotei 13 flashed through his mind. He had certainly become a pillar at one point. But now it was time to surpass the old many entirely and become what he wanted. Tsubasa would become something new from this fight. What lay beyond even his intellect couldn't see beyond the borders of it. The challenge of the monster that just lingered outside his view. Tsubasa's brain began cooking up kido and other means of fighting rapidly and close against Radioactive. All that remained was for the beast of men to arrive. His judge and jury would be here soon and the conflict of ages would begin. After this Tsubasa would seek out others to test his skill against. He would find the answer he sought with them regardless. Tsubasa would fight and find the path to being stronger than he was even if it meant fighting those he feared at one point.




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Sat Jun 11, 2016 4:33 pm



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Cold, cold, cold. Russia was a bitterly cold place. You could freeze your nuts off in the blink of an eye while within the depths of Mother Russia's bitterest winter. Yet, this blanket of frigid temperature was the perfect backdrop for a fine battle as far as Radioactive was concerned. It reminded him of all the mindless wars waged here; flashing all the way back to eight hundred years ago during the era an Russia's history which was dubbed "Time Of Trouble" by the Russian people.

Food was scarce, famine was everywhere, civil wars erupted all throughout the motherlands and roughly two million peoples of Russia's population died between 1598 to 1618. Yes, it's not unsurprising that a beast such as Radioactive was birthed from such hostile conditions since the first breath he took on this planet. For as long as he can remember, Radioactive's entire life has been one conflict after the next. Fighting, fighting, fighting and more fighting until it was embed into the very depths of his inner most soul.

He lived by the sword, died by the sword and was reborn by the sword.

It is why the golden haired giant could be heard laughing his oversized ass off. As it was in this spot that Tsubasa chose where Radioactive's human life came to an end. Ah, he could almost PICTURE it as if it were yesterday. The day was just as cold, black and bleak as the storm which spiraled around them. Both he and his family were mercilessly killed during Polish–Muscovite War and the invading forces saw to the prompt end of his adolescent life.

As, despite Radioactive not being the best of re-collective minds, the day of your death isn't something you easily forget; not even after eight centuries. So, it is for this reason that he would clutch the dry earth beneath his hands and take in these wondrous sights with his lone gold eye. With a deep inhale and exhale of his mouth, the shark toothed man felt right at home once more and was prepared to engage in yet another larger than life battle to further test the depths of his natural capacities.

While the winds blew and flung arctic-like air against the man's scarred and bronzed body, the seven foot eleven mammoth stared his opponent down and grinned wildly at the fun which could be extracted by someone like this man. Yeah, he heard a lot of neat rumors and tales of his exploits, but it was another to experience something first-hand with your own two hands and eyes. It is for this reason that he would see just how far the depths of The Unabara's primal nature could go on this frigid day.

Thus, as the gusts kicked up further and his loosened black pants flared against the breeze, the Nuclear Beast would be the one to begin things off and he'd start by leaping towards his foe. By redirecting a large cluster of his spiritual energy into his legs, Radioactive would catapult himself across a twenty meter range and seek unleash a wide spread punch against Tsubasa. Since he assumed that the male would either attempt to dodge or move out of the way, The Shark put a little bit of "ooomph" behind it and had the destructive force of his punch spread throughout a fifty meter radius.

This single strike would then produce a burst of power akin to a low-end nuclear weapon denoting. As, in it's wake, chunks of debris would spread; while flares of blinding white light would spread and the damning heat of such a daunting explosion would dare to melt the skin of Tsubasa alive. All the while, the maddening laughs of this Nuclear Hulk could faintly be heard behind the overpowering bang of his eruptive hit. With the added OMPH of his spiritual energy, even kido and other means of metaphysical combat would be taxed and could potentially be pushed back or broken by this otherworldly strength Radioactive possessed.

Hence, with a swing of his left hand, he'd follow it up with a left hook to the jaw. Which, given Tsubasa's speed, could be potentially dodged, but then the spread of damage would spread to one hundred meters and double in strength as the male's base strength was capable of tearing apart multiple city blocks with focused effort. This was to test the strength of Tsubasa and see just how savage he could get. So, even if he was hit, even if he missed and even if he made contact; Radioactive would utter these words to him:

"You fear losing control? Don't be absurd. Give in to the spirit of the primal beast and let the true nature of your power manifest itself. As if you don't bring it out of you, I'll be sure to do it for you!"

And with that assertive shout, the tone of the match had been set and The Unabara would get his desired match-up. Where it would lead to? Well, that was anyone's guess at this point.






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So it was time for the titans to meet finally. His eyes stared towards the man as he watched him move. Every single focus was settled on Radioactive. His legendary strength couldn't be ignored at all. He could fight Radioactive with his kido and wait for an advantage. But that wasn't what he came here for. No, something else was driving the Pale Rider. The man who lingered outside waiting for a compulsion in his blood. Of course, no greeting was needed. His eyes narrowed as he felt the spiritual pressure explode. Without missing a beat he would answer in kind to him. The ground shook as Tsubasa's massive spiritual pressure shot out into the Russian landscape. His eyes watched the Shark move, it was clear these blows were made for fast people. He drew his Zanpakutō blade from its sheath now as he exhaled a soft breath. What were the odds of dodging the blow coming at him with its force? First Form, Crimson Lotus would have to do here. Tsubasa sent a massive shockwave of his own creating a gravitational blast towards the Shark to counter the first blow. Something was missing he could feel a darkness. It was coming around his form as though a coffin. A blanket wasn't a suitable term for being lost in something. Tsubasa's eyes began to darken turning black. Something was going on his pupils were beyond dilating they were overcoming his color. It seemed control was going to be hard to wrestle from this. Tsubasa brought a hand up casting danku to protect himself from the blast of the blow. "Hehe, good I knew you could draw it into the open..I've been told that I turn int a real beast when it..comes." Tsubasa said on a knee as he tried for a moment to hold on to it. "The Primal out huh, well it seems I can't fight without it coming out..so you'll get your wish." Tsubasa said calmly as he stood still for a moment. The black eyes looking at the core of Radioactive. Tsubasa's reiatsu felt different from normal as something ominous was coming.

His hand clasped at his throat as a black liquid came from it. It wasn't quite blood as his hands and body were being consumed for a moment. It was something happening right before Radioactive's eyes. It wasn't long before a rumble began to tremble. A blast equal to a nuclear bomb would be shot outwards from all sides as the creature standing there wasn't any longer the Unabara. But the Primal thing that Radioactive demanded. Tsubasa couldn't battle without its presence coming out. It was like a drowning feeling as the scene changed for Tsubasa. He was drifting down into the depths of a black water with nothing visible scolded him. It wasn't Byakko but something deeper. A female's voice telling him he held back too often. His fear of destroying things around him made him weak. It wasn't very clear how strong Tsubasa was but he often kept his massive strength hidden. As the voice spoke about showing him just how to use his power. Tsubasa's body had changed more than a little, horns adorned his head and white hair had taken over.

Yellow eyes replaced the black now but they weren't the eyes belonging to the regular Pale Rider. Tsubasa was back seat for the moment. On his arms and legs were a black like skin that pulsed with yellow lines going through it. Slowly a mask of black like substance formed around its face. No emotion was shown as he took a step forward. Tsubasa's body had vanished to the location behind Radioactive. Bringing the Zanpakutō down a massive amount of damage came out. The place would look as though a bunker buster had hit the location. His body's strength had increased. It was there inside it began in truth. He saw her standing there a woman who lived in the depths of his being. Tsubasa's frame hit bottom finally into the darkness and feeling. His frame instinctive touched his sword but a memory came again. The Gate he destroyed before what if this turned out like that? But this time it was inside him so wasn't the risk acceptable. Could whatever this was being reasoned with like before?

Tsubasa's hand left his blade finally as his eyes stared towards the figure. Tsubasa wasn't like the rest of his clan in one regard. The Demonic Blood in him was more potent at that 1% than others. Which was what allowed the manifestation to be where it was. Her hair was long and she stood wearing something he couldn't quite make out. The inside was so dark and felt like the very bottom of the ocean. Or perhaps the place so far away no light could get in. What place was this that he'd stumbled into. Tsubasa's mind thought to his legacy for a moment as he pondered how Tetsuya would lead them. But death wasn't an option for him not today anyways. He owed that shark a rematch at some point. But for the moment, his target was right before him. A being who's named lingered just out of reach for him. Tsubasa didn't know why when his spirits didn't show either. This wasn't like his inner world at all but something more sinister and dark.

It was an abyss of damnation and darkness. A place from which light didn't get to enter. A thought entered his mind for a moment that this may be his soul. Tsubasa had done some terrible things in the past as he had been influenced very often. Saying yes to those darker urges came so easily. Now a single question one that would need to be asked."Who are you? He didn't ask with hostility his eyes looked at the figure wanting to know. This was something that couldn't be held. But Tsubasa's form didn't look right his body had changed somewhat here. White hair and yellow eyes he could see in the reflection. But one other thing, he reached up touching horns. Somehow he'd become a demon to some extent it wasn't a complete transformation. But it was a little close for comfort now. It was time to see what devices this one had towards it. What his body was to the being before him. Did she bring some desire to take him over? That wasn't likely his blood was potent and yeah he was being blacked out now and then.

But he doubted she desired that as her desire felt unreadable to him. But that seemed too organizaed for this one in his mind. Something felt off as though a storm brewed in this distant darkness.



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