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[M A G ISatan's Spawn]

[I know this Starter has been seen before but I felt as if it was a good one to bring up again as the old thread was never finished]



Squelch. The mud aimed to drag each step this boy took down in to the earth.

Squelch

The grey clouds formed together, as if that bright blue sky had been taken over. As if, it was no more. It was dark, even for a time like this. Four PM, there were no children playing in the streets. Hardly anyone walking around to shop at all either. It was dark, even in the houses. The windows were pitch black, electricity fault?

His trainers which were once white now were horrible mud coloured ones. Why? Because It was raining. It was thundering and now, it was hailing. It hurt, the frozen pepples of ice hurt as they hit the back of this boy's head. As they jumped from his body and landed on the muddy earth.

This weather had stayed in this city for seventy-two hours now, areas were flooding. Electricity in some areas had already blown. Sparks flew from the wires in the dark never ending distance.
The puddles on the side of the street were to much for the earth to absorb. It was as if, the world was flooding. His clothes were dripping with rain, his hair was dripping with rain. He shivered slightly, regardless of the layers of clothes he was wearing. Not to mention his jacket over on top. He was still cold. As if someone had filled the world with ice cubes.

It was quiet, school finished at least twenty minutes ago. But not this boy, for he lived in the Soul Society. Why was he in a gigai? He had been sent out to the World Of The Living for three months to eliminate any hollows that would appear and do what any other Shinigami would do. Protect the Innocent.

Only lately there hadn't been many hollows appearing at all. The rain fell harder, the hail hurt more. He winced slightly as his pale face let out a sneeze. Right now, he didn't feel a hundred percent.

Avoiding a huge puddle on the side walk it wasn't long until a car sped past him in the road, spraying him wet with the muddy puddle. His spikey Raven-black hair was no more as it dripped with water almost straight. Sneezing again before he stopped.


The hotel he was staying at was closed due to the weather, he sighed again.. Although luckily he had no possesions in the room as it all lay in the backpack of his he bought to school.

Reaching, in his pocket to get out his mobile phone. Looking down at the screen to see it was soaked from the rain. It had sunken in through the plastic outing of the phone and in to the wires.

[UrufuExperienced Member]

Urufu Azathoth
~I'm creeping my way out so you can see me
I'm crawling my way around a thousand cities
You all stop and stare, but I don't need your pity
I'm living my life in this Hell~

The shinigami's assumption that there had been a lack of hollows was only partially correct. There had been plenty of hollows crossing over. The only problem was, the hollow were never alive long enough for the shinigami to even be alerted of them. It was hard for mindless creatures that lacked the ability to fight to survive in a world inhabited by Urufu Azathoth. This point was especially true if the young sanguinary boy was particularly hungry. Thankfully for the moment, his carnal craving for blood had been quenched by an especially ruthless bear of a man. He had been spiritually aware, and thought himself quite powerful. Urufu quickly took him down a peg, both metaphorically and literally. In the slaughter fest that followed their initial meeting, the boy had severed the man’s legs with deadly accuracy and fatal joy. A hand through the ribs and eviscerating claws silenced the beating of his ignorant heart immediately afterwards. Sadly, the torrential rain had washed away the delicious red mercury from his body. Only the faintest traces of red remained on his clothing, the heavy white cloak being dragged down by mud and water. His hands and feet, bare to the cold, were beginning to numb. Urufu paid it no mind. He had survived worse.

A lonely road stretched before him in a winding, serpentine path. Even though the technological enhancements of this world were far beyond the use for such primitive archaeological devices, they still existed. The tar was plastered permanently on the earth like a scar stretching along the planet’s crust. It was horrendous to see, and Urufu’s eyes saw it the same no matter the color it was at the time, be it red, purple, blue, or gold. It was evil. All of this technology was wrong on so many levels. It brought nothing but pain, chaos, and misery to the people. They became lazy and useless with so much… automatic, systematic, pneumatic… Urufu didn’t give a shit-a-matic. On both sides of Urufu was open air. It was glorious. Even though the oxygen smelled heavily of pollution (primarily gas, oil, and anti-freeze), it was still air. Breathing it in -along with an unhealthy dose of water-, he set his sights. The artificial smell of a gigai wasn’t too far off. Maybe three blocks away. Timing himself right, giving time for the wind, rain, hail, speed of the car, and his cold limbs, he waited patiently. Soon, a car sped by him at incredible speeds. Leaping into the air, he landed heavily on the roof. Drenched, blond hair fell into his eyes. Flipping it from his line of vision, a spray of water launched from his head to mingle and merge with the falling rain and hail.

There. The scent became stronger then before. It was almost flooding his nostrils at this point, overwhelming his sense of smell to the point of overload. Leaping from the car, he narrowly avoided a large wave of water as it sped through a puddle and drenched a specific individual. This individual was the holder of the gigia, and the strange scent. He was the one that Urufu was looking for. Landing on the soaked ground, Urufu’s bare feet sunk slightly into the mud and grass that was layering the ditch beside him. Beside him was a simple gigai, as soaked as he was. Inhabiting it was most likely a shinigami, although Urufu wasn’t particularly sure. He had a technique that would easily tell him, but he decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. ”Excuse me, Mister Fakeflesh… Yeah, hi. Urufu Azathoth, Dark Priest, Self-acclaimed Hollow Lord, and Terror of these lands… I was just letting you know that your services aren’t required around these parts. I personally deal with all forms of Hollow intrusion. I thank you for your time, but you’re free to leave and return to your family at any time now.” Flipping the blond hair out of his eyes again, Urufu’s long claws trailed over his purple eyes for a brief moment. He hoped the shinigami would simply leave. Honestly, Urufu hated the race as a whole, and hoped he wouldn’t do anything to piss him off. Silently, inside of his head, Vereor agreed.

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Why is the earth so dull...?

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What use was a phone that wasn't even waterproof? Whilst the rain hit him hard in the face a long yet harsh sigh fell from his voice as he clenched the phone, watching the screen crack before shattering to pieces. It just wasn't his day...


The cars started to come in to sight from the road to the side of him, one rushing past before splashing him in the cold muddy water although he didn't say anything about it, he didn't yell at the passing driver he simply just stood there before throwing away the mobile phone which had now turned to dust.

He didn't hear anything other than the rain, he couldn't see or hear or sense anything on it's way. The rain was pretty much his weakness. It was like some snowstorm which blinded anyone within the storm. He shivered on his spot lightly, it was freezing. Well it had been like that since it started raining but he had only just felt the cold.


Turning away from the sign of the hotel as he faced the road not planning on crossing it at all. He didn't have anything to do...Of course the hotel being shut wasn't a big deal at all but he was cold and tired. There were no hollows in sight for him of course there were probably some around Karakura but he wasn't the only shinigami on Hollow duty at all.

Another sigh escaped the boys mouth before having the chance to do anything he heard a voice not so familiar at all,

”Excuse me, Mister Fakeflesh… Yeah, hi. Urufu Azathoth, Dark Priest, Self-acclaimed Hollow Lord, and Terror of these lands… I was just letting you know that your services aren’t required around these parts. I personally deal with all forms of Hollow intrusion. I thank you for your time, but you’re free to leave and return to your family at any time now.”

Changing his gaze over towards where the voice came from looking over to the muddy soaked grass to see someone...not so familiar. Who the heck was this man...? And hang on. How the heck did he know about Hollows. Well, those two questions were actually answered in the introduction of Urufu. But he couldn't help but twitch slightly at the name that was called to him. Fakeflesh....

"Who are you calling Fakeflesh!..."

The boy started, stopping as he exhaled deeply obviously not in any state to start a fight. If it was him, he thought he was coming down with a horrible cold. Whow ouldn't blame him? He was out in the freezing cold after all...

Now all he had to do was either admit to knowing what Hollows were or lying about the whole thing. He knew the rules of the Soul Society and didn't want to break a single one. He was in his gigai...good.


"...I'm sorry but I don't know what you are on about...Hollows? I don't need to leave anyway...I..."

With that his voice trailed off, truth be told...he had no family to return to. He lived by himself in the Soul Society and the hotel was down. He wasn't able to yet return to the Soul Society until the duty of his hollow duty had been done from the whole time period set.

[UrufuExperienced Member]

Urufu Azathoth
~I'm creeping my way out so you can see me
I'm crawling my way around a thousand cities
You all stop and stare, but I don't need your pity
I'm living my life in this Hell~

Wow. That was a lot easier then Urufu thought. Normally a human would flip out at the mention of something as odd as that. Instead, this shinigami immediately caved. He must be new to this gig. Either way, he wouldn’t last. Urufu would not tolerate competition. If someone was sending Hollow’s to soul society, he was losing both a source of food that would allow him to remain incognito, as well as members of his future army. That was not allowed to happen. Stretching his right arm out as far as he could, he grasped the air in front of him. ”You have four seconds to exit that gigai and enter a senkaimon. Otherwise, you’re going to die here today.” Immediately, a pure white sword appeared in the clenched hand. Basic claymore shape, it glowed slightly to match the color of his swirling reiatsu. The large hem that tipped the sleeve of his white cloak dwarfed his hand, and the three foot blade certainly didn’t help. Nonetheless, he was as deadly as anyone else, perhaps more-so then the average chump.

Reiatsu flared, and at the end of the first sword, attached to a ring at the bottom of the pommel, was a chain. The end of this chain appeared in Urufu’s free hand. Stretching roughly a meter and a half long, the white chain matched the blade perfectly. Twisting his wrist, the young Azathoth began rotating the sword rapidly by the bottom of the chain, creating a razor death blade. Slamming his foot forward, he shot the Ensis De Angelum blade towards Kenji’s chest at high speeds, the end of the chain remaining in his free hand. Based on the distance between the two, the blade would penetrate Kenji’s face with a foot and a half of chain to spare. ~Excellent, Sylvester. Feast on this fool.~ The voice of the First of his family erupted inside of his skull, ordering him to kill and devour Kenji. An obedient little werewolf, Urufu rarely disagreed with Vereor’s orders, let alone went against them. He certainly wouldn’t this time.

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”You have four seconds to exit that gigai and enter a senkaimon. Otherwise, you’re going to die here today.”

At this, Kenji narrowed his eyes. What the heck was this guy's problem? And why...four? It seemed a little odd, why not five or ten?

"Listen..."

His quiet yet soft words were cut out as he noticed something appear within the man's extended clenched hand. His eyes narrowed again as he observed the claymore'd shaped pure white sword. Funnily enough Kenji made no move, not to leave, run or attack.

He just stood there. If it's a fight this kid wanted then he was sorry but he refused to fight.
The feeling of a high reiatsu filled the area making the boy's legs shake trying to pull him to the ground as sweat filled his face.

"A-Are you crazy or something?! I'm not going to fi-"

Once again, his words were cut off. This time though it was from the slamming of the man's foot. His eyes widened as he noticed the blade of the kid's sword fly towards him. Although Kenji wasn't that great at speed, he was more of a close range attacker when it came down to fighting one on one. Unless of course he was in Shikai which he was yet to learn.

The reiatsu didn't help too as it only allowed him to move to the right in aim to block the attacks, he soon felt a large piercing go through his shoulder as he moved a fraction for it to not hit his chest. Eyes widening he averted his gaze down to his shoulder, his breathing hard as he legs shook more as drops of blood fell to the ground fast before he fell to his knees trying to catch his breath.

"..."

He opened his mouth to say something but only ended up coughing up blood. Trying to stop the bleeding as the blood fell to his hands from where the blade was pierced through his chest.

"N...g...h"

He had to stay conscious, his vision kept on blurring as he coughed up more blood into his hands, wincing hard at his shoulder. He couldn't just collapse right now, he was on hollow duty and he didn't want to be seen as a complete mess up to the soul society. He cursed 'damnit' in his mind rather than his voice before trying to get to his feet, only to fall back to his knees again and again. Right now, he was loosing to much blood which caused him to feel light headed. The rain fell harder onto him while the hailing felt as if glass was falling over his back.

[UrufuExperienced Member]

Urufu Azathoth
~I'm creeping my way out so you can see me
I'm crawling my way around a thousand cities
You all stop and stare, but I don't need your pity
I'm living my life in this Hell~

Delicious. The scent of this kid’s blood perforated throughout the air, teasing his nostrils and tickling his senses. Sadly, the rain falling deadened the scent, but it was enough to spur Urufu on. Grabbing the chain tightly, he yanked on it hard, which would pull the kid towards him. Stepping forwards, his hand shot out to grab at Kenji’s throat. ”Listen kid… I need to get to Soul Society. You have two options. The first is to bring me there via Senkaimon. The second is to die right here by blood loss as I drain your little corpse dry and turn into you. Then I’ll invade your life, becoming you, and doing everything in my power to accomplish my goals with your face. So what do you say, kid? Die, or assist me.” As Urufu stared into the kid’s eyes from below, the deep purple changed into a heavy gold. A low growl escaped from his throat, as the flesh on his hands began to ripple and change. Any moment now, his flesh would rip apart and become that of a werewolf’s. Stopping the transformation, Urufu wrapped the chain around the kid several times before latching it onto the hook at the end of the pommel.

He was officially trapped, and Urufu didn’t even need to use a spell. Pathetic. Because the blade was still shoved through his shoulder, he couldn’t even exit the Gigai if he wanted to at this point. ”The decision is yours.” Flaring his reiatsu, the image of a large wolf’s head appeared behind Urufu, snapping it’s jaws at the shinigami*. The time had come for Urufu to evolve a bit further. He was close to obtaining his goals, they were in his reach. Vereor and he had a plan to boost Vereor’s power, and in doing so, boost Urufu’s. After that, they would take over Hueco Mundo. All they needed now was a shinigami.

*OOC: This is not an ability, but the effect that some reiatsu can have on people when it’s much higher, like Ichigo, Kenpachi, and Yachiru’s.

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Berry, the Subjugator

Back at the Yayjuu's base in the Downtown Karakura, Berry was resting at his quarter. Berry is known in Karakura as a flat-chested chick working for the Beast of Karakura. Why is that? He looks too pretty to be a man and he can confused most people with his femininity; even his voice sounded like a woman, throwing any suspicions of him being a man out the window. He toyed the fang of his blue-haired bang that protruded to the front. It was all fine for him until he received a call from Shadin to investigate in Downtown Karakura since a cellphone was dropped out of transmission in the middle of the storm. That usually means that some lost soul is caught in the storm and would freeze to death if not rescued. Considering that electricity is knocked out except for the Yayjuu's reactor, Berry can understand why he is needed. He is the front line, the first to be sent before the other members. Berry lifted himself off the bed and walked out with his tank top, jeans and a blue kimono that was unbounded, giving the appearance of a Shinigami Captain's Haori. He collected his zanpakuto from the armory in case he needed to defend himself before walking out into the cold. Luckily he has a reinforced umbrella with him with a plastic pack that was containing an emergency blanket to keep the potential victim warm. Outside under the umbrella, he closed his eyes and listened.

He heard a conversation involving, "Mister Fakeflesh" and "Urufu Azathoth." Judging by the tone and the growing field of spiritual pressure, it is going to be a fight. Since it is out in public, it is the Yayjuu's job to end it quickly. Berry used his Hoho to traveled to the location, normally, the use would give off a bit of spiritual pressure, but like Shadin, it is more than just a disadvantage. Berry planned to surprise the felon with a quick wrestling. From atop of a nearby building, Berry noticed a shinigami being grappled while badly wounded. The man who nabbed the shinigami was no other than Urufu Azathoth, the one who has been causing a ruckus in Karakura for a while. Not like Berry already met him before; Urufu built up that reputation in the underground. Without saying anything, Berry unsheathed his zanpakuto, but kept it sealed, knowing that with Urufu being human, his shikai and bankai will not work on him. Berry used Hoho again to get to the two, free the shinigami from the chain and subjugate Urufu. But how...

Berry appeared at Urufu's blindsight and slashed his chain. With enough strength, the chain breaks, freeing the shinigami from the grasp. From a past split second observation, Berry would expect the werewolf to retaliate while Urufu will proceed to try to kill the shinigami as the jig is up. The moment that the chain breaks, Berry flipped the zanpakuto to a reversed hand as he kicked Urufu away from the shinigami, separating him from his sword as well. Thus expectingly, Berry will counter attack against the incoming werewolf with the upside down sword in the right hand while pulling the shinigami behind him with his left hand. If the plan is going well, the werewolf will be taking the hit to the blind spot of its jaw, causing trauma to the head and hopefully knock it out before Urufu could retaliate. Considering that Urufu would retaliate, he is left with three choices; to run away, to attack Berry or the attack the downed shinigami. If thinking like him, Berry can tell that if he would attack the downed shinigami, Berry would intercept, putting himself at risk of being attacked by Urufu while under the impression that he is after the downed shinigami. If he ran, the future injury probabilities will be avoided entirely, but there is also a chance that Berry would arrest him anyway. The choices that Berry will make will affect how Shadin will respond to his report. With the zanpakuto flipped back to the proper handling while the stance is clearly defensive, Berry posed himself as a formidable foe that proves to bring no ease to Urufu's predicament. With the naturally feminine voice, Berry asked Urufu...

"You picked a wrong place to attack an ally of the Yayjuu. Why here in the Beast's stomping ground of all the places?"

[M A G ISatan's Spawn]

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Whilst the rain fell hard the kid was already finding it hard to breath, he had tried to stop the bleeding but was unable to as the blade remained in his shoulder. He just was lucky he managed to move at least a fraction before it would hit something fatal like his heart.

Although now, it felt as if it would do some long term damage to his shoulder as he was unable to move any part of that arm and shoulder. He even had to prevent himself from yelping in pain as he was suddenly dragged to the man that attacked him. Feeling a harsh grab towards his throat as he winced in pain, it was hard enough for him to try and breath from the pain in his shoulder.

”Listen kid… I need to get to Soul Society. You have two options. The first is to bring me there via Senkaimon. The second is to die right here by blood loss as I drain your little corpse dry and turn into you. Then I’ll invade your life, becoming you, and doing everything in my power to accomplish my goals with your face. So what do you say, kid? Die, or assist me.”

His vision blurred once again as the man's words rang through his mind before narrowing his eyes, he still had the angry look in his eye towards this man.

"..G-Get...lost..."

If it was anything he wouldn't do then it was to help him. He'd rather die than have the soul society put in trouble because of him, after all, that's a part of becoming a shinigami. To protect the innocent. Even though the spirits were innocent, in Kenji's eyes, everyone but the attackers were.
He soon felt himself being wrapped in the chain, not able to move any longer as the blood from his shoulder began falling heavier causing his body to feel dizzy. He was no longer able to exit his gigai mainly from the sharp blade lodged in his shoulder still.

"The descision is yours."

Kenji coughed again once again blood before feeling the man's spiritual pressure raise once again before seeing a image of a large wolf's head. Who th- No, What was he?
The temperature had obviously dropped within the area the more it rained, making him shiver as he stopped himself from coughing up more blood. Loosing to much blood like this he wasn't able to even move right now, that and he was paralyzed by feeling such a large amount of spiritual pressure.

Before his body was about to give up, causing him to loose consciousness he felt like someone else was here, he couldn't think who'd it be or it may just be his imagination but what proved that wrong was when someone did appear, slashing the chain that he was trapped in half.

Everything seemed to be moving to fast as he watched what was happening before feeling the sword being ripped away from his chest making him cough up more blood and for the blood to fall from the wound faster. He was soon placed behind the person who attacked Urufu as his vision blurred the same time.

"You picked a wrong place to attack an ally of the Yayjuu. Why here in the Beast's stomping ground of all the places?"

The boy soon felt his legs give in as he fell to the ground within seconds, who just was this person that saved him from being killed. Time would probably tell that His vision blurred once again as he placed his hand on his shoulder to attempt to stop the bleeding but was unable to before loosing consciousness from the loss of blood.

[UrufuExperienced Member]

Urufu Azathoth
~I'm creeping my way out so you can see me
I'm crawling my way around a thousand cities
You all stop and stare, but I don't need your pity
I'm living my life in this Hell~

It would have been so easy. He simply needed to get to Soul Society through this kid, capture a shinigami, and be on his way. He didn’t even need to hurt anyone. The only reason he attacked this bastard was because he was wasting precious time. Tightening his grip on the kid’s throat, he was about to squeeze the life out of him, when a kick met him in the chest. He didn’t even sense it. He was too preoccupied with the smell of blood that slowly smothered him, encompassing him in the warm, soothing feeling he always got when his hunger was about to be quenched. Flying backwards, he realized that everything was ruined. Flipping through the air, he landed on his bare feet and skidded along the cold concrete and wet mud. The rain continued to fall, drenching him with every passing second.

”So you had a friend? It was foolish of me to put friends past you.” Staring at the body on the ground, Urufu felt bad for the shinigami. Well, he felt bad for the blood that was being wasted. It poured from the shoulder wound and disappeared into the rain, thinning with the water before outright purifying. What a shame. Turning his attention to the very feminine one, Urufu couldn’t quite tell the gender. It didn’t really matter though. All he cared about was that this “it” was an obstacle and “it” was asking him questions. Why was he in the stomping ground of the beast? Why was this “it”interfering with business not his own? ”This man is weak. He thinks he is in charge of Hollow extermination in this area. He’s wrong. This is my area. I kill the hollow that enter this area. He doesn’t know what facing a hollow is like. He’d be killed on the first job he tried.” Sneering, Urufu straightened himself out before walking slowly towards Berry.

”My name is Urufu Azathoth. I am trying to get to Soul Society to meet a shinigami. I need a shinigami in order to advance my inner hollow into a vizard. I need to take over Hueco Mundo. Will you assist me?” Revealing he was a Ziamichi, Urufu stopped a few meters before he reached Berry. Looking back towards Kenji, he realized the kid was going to die. ”Do not take alarm to this. I am going to save him.” Holding up his hands, wet sleeves slid down his arms, causing goosebumps to appear along the cold, wet flesh. Suddenly, two swords appeared, one in each hand, identical to the one he held earlier. Throwing them into the ground on separate sides of Kenji, they slid into the soft earth like a hot knife through butter. Replicating the action, although laterally, Kenji was trapped in a box. Snapping his fingers, heavy chains appeared attached to the pommels.

“Sit mortale hoc dominantur divinitate regni dereliquit.” The chains flashed white as Urufu stated the latin in a strong, confident voice. The rain stopped falling inside the box. The blood stopped flowing. Everything trapped inside the Ensis De Angelum boundary field ceased moving. Urufu had stopped movement through space and time. ”You can’t enter the field. The moment you do, all motion will stop for you for a short period of time. He cannot be harmed. He will live now.” Explaining the situation to Berry, Urufu smiled. ”I’m not heartless. I am merely determined.” Perhaps this person could help him. The energy that radiated off of Berry was similar to Urufu’s own. ~Don’t fuck this up.~ Apparently, Vereor thought so as well.

[MaidInAmnSeasoned Member]

Berry, the Subjugator

"This man is weak. He thinks he is in charge of Hollow extermination in this area. He's wrong. This is my area. I kill the hollow that enter this area. He doesn't know what facing a hollow is like. He'd be killed on the first job he tried." Urufu replied as he stood up before Berry. Berry took a quick look at the wounded shinigami and switched his footing. His zanpakuto out in front with his right foot forward and his left foot perpendicular from his right foot with knees bent. He then aimed two fingers at the wounded shinigami. "Chiyutane." Berry commanded before a small, but potent seed of spiritual energy gathered and darted into the shinigami's chest. Chiyutane or "Healing Seed" is a potent gathering of refined spiritual energy that is derived from the way the shinigami used for healing one of their own and others. What it does is darting into the source of the shinigami's soul and enhance its hidden regenerative feature that usually allowed shinigami to recover on their own. Normally, it would be best suited if done in the Soul Society, but Berry's mastery and dedication into the Kidou arts allowed him to at least stabilize the wounded shinigami by closing up the lethal wounds and allow him to heal properly over time. However, unlike the traditional healing kidou, the Chiyutane is a fire-and-forget kidou, meaning that it can heal the target without needing the caster to maintain it. Berry learned this kidou from experimenting with the healing kidou that a former student of Captain Unohana taught him.

"My name is Urufu Azathoth. I am trying to get to the Soul Society to meet a shinigami. I need a shinigami in order to advance my inner hollow into a vizard. I need to take over Hueco Mundo. Will you assist me? Do not take alarm to this. I am going to save him." Urufu explained after an introduction. Berry could not shake off his recognition to Urufu as a sick bastard. "Save him? Last time you are trying to kill him. Even threatened him. This boy is from the Gotei 13 and the Yayjuu is an ally of Gotei 13. What you did there wa-" Berry scorned before being interrupted by flying swords followed by a line in Latin, or so as Berry thought; Berry is not linguistic, but the language is recognizable enough. Everything seemed to stopped around the boy...time lock in form of a box. "You can't enter the field. The moment you do, all motion will stop for you for a short period of time. He cannot be harmed. He will live now. I'm not heartless. I am merely determined." Urufu spoke. "What you did was treason. Since you are part of the Yayjuu, it is my job to make sure your crime will not go uncontested. I will have to take you in to stand before Shadin and our seniors for judgment." Berry spoke in justified tone. Subjugators have one job of three steps...
Step One: Intervene
Step Two: Subdue
Step Three: Arrest
And if step two failed, Berry has to alert the others. That is what he is going to do. His spiritual aura began to climb in magnitude. To anyone who knows about spiritual auras, what Berry was doing is setting off a flare to all spiritually aware people in the area. Since Shadin and the others are alerted by the network that Berry was out in the storm for possible search-and-rescue, they should know that if Berry's spiritual aura shoots up...something has gone wrong and Berry is requesting backup. Urufu may as well know how it would end, so he would most likely try to escape the first sign of it. "Bakudo number one! Sai!" Berry shouted in attempt to use Kido to restrain Urufu's arms behind his back. With the arms locked up, Urufu cannot run quickly or get far without falling over and that is if he can keep his balance from the inertia coming from his pendulum arms swinging behind him at a high speed. If fallen over, he can still crawl, but he cannot get back up quickly enough to be an amazing escape. If the subjugating is complete, Berry will walk over to Urufu and sit on him while waiting for Shadin or the others to come and collect him and Berry's input of the situation. If failed...well, it will be a busy night in the storm.

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