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Chapter 1
Tue Jun 28, 2011 5:17 pm
My name is...
The air was crisp for a January afternoon. It was coming toward the end of the school year and the tension in the air at school proved it. It was as though everyone was waiting in suspenseful anticipation for the time they knew was coming where they would have a break from school. Not to say that I was against school. I was rather a little more... creative in my methods of showing I was ready for a break.
"Come on, now! I thought you said you were gonna make me regret mouthing off at you. You know, the only thing I'm regretting is wasting my time on a piece of trash scum-bag like you." I jeered at the small group of ruffians who decided my wallet was worth five minutes of their time. Little did they realize who exactly they were dealing with.
Hoshiro Kagemoto.
"Y-you punk! We're gonna kick your ass! C-come on guys! DELTA FORMATION, LET'S GO!" A guy with a lip-ring and a mohawk shouted at me. Fat lotta good that's gonna do. Not that such a remark was cliche or anything, but it was also a piece of fiction. I liked to go off facts. As far as this... Delta Formation was concerned, I lashed out with a backhand punch to the jaw, sending the punk spinning away to the side before losing his footing and falling to the ground.
"What's the matter? I'm hardly even trying!" I grinned evilly, a menacing aura radiating from the wicked smile as I advanced on the other two.
And I am...
"Y-you DEMON!" Another guy with a nose ring yelled out, much more muscular than me, but his fear was evident in every detail of his being. How I loved these games of cat and mouse. The guy swung clumsily at me, but I easily dodged itand countered with a punch of my own that sent him stumbling backward before falling to the ground, his nose already pouring out blood.
"A-ANIKIIIII!" The last one yelled in disbelief as the second of the three assholes was taken down almost as easily as the first had been dispatched. My eyes, which had followed the gorilla down, rose to gleam dangerously at the last guy.
"So... You still want my wallet, punk?!" I asked with a malicious grin, cracking my knuckles as I advanced on my prey who softly whimpered at my advance.
Karakura City's number one Badass!
Standing towering above the boy, my lust for blood was suddenly dispelled by just how big a wimp this guy really was, but I didn't let this affect the way I was acting. Mom told me not to play with my food. Then again, since when had I taken anyone's advice but my own? It was almost pathetic to see this guy cowering in my shadow as I loomed over him.
"Tch, not even five minutes. How disappointing." I sighed. "Tell you what. Run over to the police station and turn yourself in, and you might just live to see tomorrow."
The way the guy was acting, it was obvious turning himself in was the last thing on his mind. I could tell by the way his eyes were shifting rapidly that he was trying to think of some way out of this. Damn idiot. He was gonna try something stupid, wasn't he..? A quick movement on his part sent a hand flying to his coat pocket to whip something out, but I wasn't about to let him do anything. My foot stomped on his arm, pinning it to his chest as he let out a small yelp of pain.
"Get this straight, nitwit. I just gave you a chance to right your wrongs, and you're still gonna spit in my face? How fucking lamentable." My foot moved and arced around to slam the guy's face, the boy crumpled to the ground on his side.
My darkest secret...
My head hung for a moment as I let out a small sigh. Bending over, I retrieved the item he'd been going for. A thick object in his jacket made of some sorta hard material made me hesitate for a moment before pulling it out. What I held in my hand was one of the older models of guns they'd come out with. Battery charged capsules that sent out a high energy pulse. No wonder the weakling was talking big.
I can speak...
"It's alright to come out now. The buffoons are taken care of."
to Ghosts.
An old woman peeked her head around the corner, however it was obvious she wasn't alive. The way her form wisped about would have made anyone suspicious had they been able to see her. She was clothed in what she wore when she died. If her wisping form wasn't enough to tell, she had a burn and hole in her chest that was the same one might get if one was shot by a gun.
"Y-you should not have done all this by yourself, Hoshiro-chan! You should have called the police!" The old woman fretted, her hands wringing as she spoke sternly to me.
"Sorry Granny. I guess I could have, but with all those sirens blaring even these punks would have enough sense to disappear. Nah, I wanted to ensure they were brought to justice personally." I shrugged. The woman still looked concerned, but it was mixed with a gratefulness that took me a little by surprise. "W-well, I couldn't just have let you payed for their stupidity without returning the favor, eh?"
"You have a kind heart, Hoshiro-chan."
A small smirk tugged at the side of my mouth at her words. "Yeah? Shows how well you know me, huh?" I chuckled as I shoved my hands into my pockets and walked off. School was over, so I didn't have much else to do besides listen to ghost's sob stories and occasionally do stuff for them. I mean, if I was dead, I'd want someone to be able to do stuff for me that I couldn't have done before I died.
"Good-bye, Hoshiro-chan. May we meet in the next life." The Granny's voice reached me. Without looking back, I took my right hand out of the pocket and held it up in a still wave. Oh yeah, you know how badass someone is by the way he exits the scene of some hero work! Of course, I didn't turn around because my face was only now drenched in sweat, thinking about what would have happened had I not been able to beat them. Well, I probably would have joined her a lot sooner than either of them would have intended... that's for sure.
All this excitement and it wasn't even 4:00 in the afternoon yet!
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Re: Chapter 1
Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:53 pm
I suppose it takes all kinds...
I couldn't help but notice as I walked away that there was a guy standing at the entrance to the alley way we'd been in, a sword or something on his waist while one of the goons were laying on the ground unconscious at his feet. I guess I coulda made several assumptions based on the facts lay before me, but I decided judging a book by its pages would be much more worthwhile. Not that I actually wanted to read the book. I would have passed him in silence, but there was something odd about the air. It carried a sense of forbidding with it. Oh well, it wasn't my problem. The moment my eyes connected with his ended as I passed, my hand still up in my wave to that old lady. It was only then I realized my cover might be blown! With a stretch I let out a big yawn and tapped my ass, feeling my wallet that the punks were unable to take.
"Freaking annoying." I grumbled just loud enough for the guy to hear as I walked away. It was strange that even though I moved away, the dark feeling in the air didn't change. It was as though whatever was causing it was following me. Damn, I guess it was just one of those days... "Sorry bud, you were a bit late." I spoke over my shoulder to the guy, "gotta keep your nose out of other people's business, you hear? You might be mistaken for one of the ingrates I was beating." I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at him for a moment. "Never mind. A fairy like you could never be confused with a gorilla. My bad." I didn't really think much of it. Actually, I was giving him a compliment. He wasn't a meat headed minion. Rather, he was a pretty-boy fairy.
"I suppose it takes all kinds..." Hoshiro muttered under his breath as he continued walking away.
Unbeknownst to either of them, they weren't alone. Well, unbeknownst to Hoshiro at least. Black socket eyes as dark as night watched the pair from its safe distance, biding its time, eyeing the old woman with a gluttonous ravish. Then again, the two other souls still attached to their bodies would make for a much more... delectable treat. Especially the young one. A pink tongue lashed out momentarily as it staked before the bone-white mask, watching with delight as its unsuspecting prey went about its own business. However, this Hollow was smarter than the others. It had witnessed many other failed attempts at consuming souls where its brethren rushed out to consume the energy... but not him. He had learned from experience that the spoils typically went to he who waited...
And so it did...
Back on street-level, Hoshiro walked down the sidewalk away from the alley way as sirens blared in the distance, signaling the retrieval of the little shits he'd disposed of in the back.
"You coming? You probably don't want to be here when the police get here." Hoshiro said back to the man who was just standing idly by. "Especially not with a sword strapped around your waist." He pointed out. As one could blatantly tell from any normal person walking around, swords weren't part of the fashion trend. In fact, they were more likely to get one arrested than anything else.
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Re: Chapter 1
Wed Aug 17, 2011 3:43 pm
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