Ancient Protections Against the Raving Dead [MADNESS CAPITAL: DEAD RISING]

A shambling group. The mindless horde. It was like something you would see in an old horror movie or a bad video game. It made Nicoletta let out an audible sigh as she walked through the miasma, routinely flinging a hand on one side or another, a blade burying into one of the corpses, which would find themselves suddenly becoming a sink for the immense heat built in the arrow shaped throwing knives that were flung into them. The already wounded ones would turn to ash, while the stronger ones found themselves shambling around still, blade buried in some part of the body that they weren't exactly heeding. Their negligence allowing the energy to spread amongst the smaller pockets of hordes, creating shambling masses of burning flesh.

She had been following the general direction of the hordes ever since she had arrived. And while she may not have been fully savvy about the layout of China, she knew this much: They were headed for the great wall. Once she had gathered that after about an hour of following the hordes, she had beelined it for where the miasma seemed to be the most condensed. And as she closed in on the great wall, she could see that she wasn't wrong. There was miasma billowing from..was that a mile wide hole? No..no it was only half that. Still, as she looked around, she had to click her tongue. There was a shinigami out there already. She could recognize that signature already. But what was more worrying for her was the fact that there were two other strong signatures, both with hollow energy simply billowing from them..one of which was unattended. So, Nicoletta sighed softly and flung one of her gloved hands downwards, a sudden teal light forming in her hand, taking the shape of her signature 'weapon', Reißzähne. A throwing knife. An odd choice for a quincy.

Already though, the gears were turning in her head. Having one eye left her with a little to be lacking in depth perception, but her massive amounts of training had helped to make up for it. There were three Shinigami. One who had clearly just gotten done using his kido, if the smell of ozone in the air was anything to go by. One who was hidden in the mass of the largest horde that had been making its way here..and another one, hacking away at that same horde. But his mad laughter, the way he was hacking away..it was clear that he was mad. And then, like a blur, the second signature began moving, making her way with terrifying speed towards the first shinigami, who had just released his blade. Five..ten..fifteen..twenty..twenty five feet away. Damn. She allowed her own energy to shoot outwards, creating a lock on the signature of the woman who had appeared behind the boy..or at least, onto the signature of her sword. "Oh no you don't!" She called out as the knife suddenly left her hand, having taken on a bright red hue now. Like a homing missile, it dove past the sane shinigami, blade twisting and spinning vertically like it had been attached to a drill as it collided with the blade of the insane one's rapier.

However, rather than exploding with heat, the weapon would expel all of the built up thermal energy out of its end, effectively creating a thruster as it connected with the blade. The first Shinigami would be lucky, as the sudden force would likely send the opponent stumbling back as the knife dissipated, and two more formed, one in each of Nicoletta's hands. The lock on had faded, but a bit more energy, and it returned, locked onto the form of the woman with the rapier now. Each knife in her hand became a bright red as she glanced towards the sane shinigami with her scarlet eye. "I know that the hole in the wall would normally be what your lot considers top priority, but handle the other one going nuts first! We won't be able to do anything if these two are still running rampant!" She called out as she let go of the two knives in her hands, which proceeded to fly towards Abigail at the same speed as a drawn arrow. However, this time it was different.

Each one swerved in a different direction. One moved upwards, one moved downwards, matching the point her hands were at. And Nicoletta raised her left hand, holding her fingers out level before suddenly clenching them into a fist. And just like that, there were four knives. Two made of pure, solid thermal energy. Immense heat, in this case. Two were her arrows, two were pure heat. The spiritual weapons would only follow Abigail if she dodged. However, it was the splitting that made this move dangerous. She shot one hand upwards, and another shot downwards. One heat knife shot directly upwards, the other dipped downwards. And with a simple gesture, they proceeded to swerve back into a pincer formation.

The odds of this working were low, but it was mostly a distraction. Admittedly, she knew that she was on a timer. She could feel the whispers in the very back of her mind if she focused on them. But for now, she was shutting them out. She had come here because she had been told that help was needed. She was no upstart child. She wouldn't allow a bit of eerie smoke to get to her and make her lose her head.

It didn't work he was unable to prevent the growth of the horde. It wasn't enough for him just to do that as well. It never was enough was it, no matter how he bled. No matter his suffering and pain it didn't end. Abigail rested upon a knife's edge and everything else. It was falling as Takehiko's breathing began accelerating. Within the mask slowly eep and resonating noises fell. It wasn't enough to just fight them in this case. It all seemed so taxing as he looked with gold eyes at Abigail. The knife that flew in her direction. It had cut off her path towards him but as his zanpakuto feasted. An embrace came slowly as arms wrapped around his neck. Her figure was dark wearing a kimono. Red lines down both sides of her cheek and nose. Chi no Miru gently wrapped her arms around him. Ready to drink his buffet of blood to it's fullest. Takehiko felt nerves beginning to build further. The wall was falling the dead kept rising. The voices still came into his ears. The struggle just to maintain his sanity felt like pulling the world.

Would he go quietly into the darkness of the horde? Would this be the conclusion for him? Slowly those bleeding digits grasped the sword tighter. This wouldn't be his final moment not now or ever. The problem became more and more clear now. As he decided he didn't have a choice in the matter. The Horde on one side wasn't willing to fall. Not lightly or easily so everything he had. All of it would be used to put them down. Even if it killed him he would not let any more of them by him. He would use the full power of Chi no Miru and that. That was what he wanted to think and say. But Abi took priority her power was immense. Blasting this wall would take her minutes at most. He would need to act quickly and forgo incantations this time. "Brother, we will enhance each kido with hollowfication. " A silent nod was within his world as Akuma himself held on tightly. They needed to focus on Abi now before all other things in the world.

Quickly he drew a red symbol which outlined with black as it was used. The kido known as Geki was sent outwards. This kido upon usage would engulf the body of the target causing complete paralysis. But he didn't stop as she could likely move her way through. Quickly he brought his hands together with his sword. Crackling electricity formed as a black outline covered it also. Energy suppliers weren't hit as hard for level 9 and 4 kido. And he'd not expanded the blood from his body just yet. The rope shot towards Abigail now as it attempted to coil around her arms and legs holding her. Hainawa with its enhancement was a bit stronger than without. But he couldn't stop as he had one more binding spell in mind for Abigail. Takehiko quickly brought his hands together now. Letting his middle and index finger generate an orange orb. Quickly it burst out sending a tendril of crackling orange energy at Abi. While one end remained connected to his hand. He had an idea for that as he prepared one more. Horin the kido he used to create the second rope connecting to Abigail hopefully to him.

His hand drew a triangle like a line of crackling yellow energy. Shintotsu Sansen. He couldn't empower this one but connected the end of the Horin to it. If it had connected to Abi. She'd be sent flying towards the horde full force ahead. Until she hit an object the kido pinned itself into such as a wall of corpses. Takehiko's body was tired of that. He needed to move now he couldn't just be standing here for the zombies. Going into the sky he felt his chest rising and falling. His body felt so heavy as did his mind. The whispers in his ear constantly. Slowly the world became gray for him. Crimson skinned on one side and his zanpakuto spirit next to Akuma looked on. "What's the plan little brother?" Akuma asked as he too felt a tug on his sanity. "The orge aside I must confess a curiosity on my release. " Takehiko's lungs finally caught breathe now.


"Chi no Miru, can you empower a kido for me with Akuma?" She tilted her head to the side smiling deviously. "Such an easy feat my master it will cost two pints of blood. " She said smiling cruelly as Takehiko's shoulders rose and fell. Did he have the resolve to do it though sacrifice that much blood? Abigail would be back and he'd not be in a condition to contest her. He had no choice they were getting stronger. "Very well, let us proceed." Slowly his hand extended outwards now from a higher place. "Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams, unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws." As the blue flames began to discharge a crimson red color came from his sword. Blood swirled into the middle of them. Beginning to empower them as a black color swopped over them as well. This kido had changed it's normal color into a crimson rendition.

Upon the release, the kido blasted out with a massive amount of power. Discharging crimson and black flames through the zombie ranks. It burned with the enhancement from two pints of his blood as well as hollowfied. The feeling of the loss of two pints and his energy pools. Takehiko's legs buckled as he remained in the air. His eyes looked ahead wearily as he tried to maintain his place in the air. Looking forward to the horde where his massive blast of Sokatsui had gone. Nothing came free for him in this regard. Trembling had begun to set in from blood loss. The damage from the blast had been enough to destroy several city blocks. But was it enough to turn back the tide on this hellish horde? Was his bakudo enough to keep Abigail at bay for him? Sending her flying using those miniature triangles with the rope had been his best bet. Whatever they struck would be the stopping point for her. Hopefully providing him some much needed time.

As a feeling of puking felt close within his gut. If he were to die here, he wished he'd been able to tell his uncle just how thankful he was for everything.