BRAWL FOR CHAOS ISLAND: The Frozen Combination

"So...a giant island just fell from the sky eh? Heh, sounds right up my alley." A few hours earlier, a large piece of what was assumed to be Iramasha land had fallen from the sky over a small Japanese village. While it was usually well informed, it seemed that the Vizard Corps had been "left out of the loop" so to speak, and was only now getting word in about this occurrence. Then again, with a leader like Zin Yuudeshi, things could sometimes slip through the cracks. It's wasn't that he was a bad leader, just...he was a little unorthodox, and was known to have a few bad habits. However, this is not about Zin, but about Ravana Ichiro; Ex-Captain of the Gotei 13's Squad 3 and current Colonel of the Vizard Corps' Special Operations sector. As usual, Ravana was dressed in his custom version of a Shinigami Shihakushō; consisting of a black slightly tattered coat, black hakama-style pants, a white sash used for a belt and to hold his Zanpakuto, and the waraji sandals. Unlike the normal Shihakushō, which looked almost as if it were a single piece of clothing, like a robe, Ravana's outfit was clearly two separate articles of clothing; the jacket hanging slightly open and going over instead of under the belt. His appearance was topped off by his medium-long length ash-gray hair, bright green eyes, and a face that had seen many battles, but still held the spark of friendship and kindness behind it. Although he had seen much action over the years and had matured a lot, Ravana still held that same kindness in his heart that he was known for. Of course, this is all just an introduction of the man.

Now, being the Colonel of the Spec. Ops sector, one of his duties was to be the first one on the site for new and undocumented events like this island. Of course, this was the part of the job that Ravana loved; both active field work and the opportunity to get out on the field first. While he may have been a nice guy, Ravana did actually love to fight, one of the reasons he liked this part of his job so much. Now, Ravana didn't go around just picking fights with anyone he met; in fact, he usually tried to actually talk to any potential enemies before he jumped straight into fighting. Anyways, having finally received word of the floating island from some of the Vizard Corps' sources, Ravana was preparing to depart to the island to check it out. Since they still knew nothing about the island, Ravana wasn't quite sure what to bring, so he decided to just bring his Zanpakuto and a way to call for back-up. If the worst did come to happen, he was sure that he could always use his Bankai's ability to retreat. After leaving the sector in the hands of his Lieutenant Colonel until he returned, Ravana was finally ready to go to the island. Since it was a new location, Ravana had decided to use a teleporter that the Corps had acquired for situations like this. Taking one last moment, one last deep breath in a familiar place to calm himself, Ravana was ready. After punching in the coordinates, Ravana flipped the switch, and in an instant he was gone.

As he arrived on the floating island, Ravana immediately the coordinates he had selected for the destination as he had arrived in a snowy and mountainous area; somewhat reminiscent of the Swiss Alps. Luckily for Ravana, he did actually kind of prefer the cold, but even then, there was a certain comfort level. Well, no matter; Ravana was able to tolerate the cold temperature, and other than a slightly below normal visibility level, there really wasn't anything to complain about. "Still though, I thought this place would be more, er...island-y" Ravana said aloud to himself, continuing his thoughts in the open. Of course, there was no point in dwelling on this thought, and Ravana knew it; so instead he focused himself on surveying the area and looking for any signs of life. Since there was quite a delay between when the island dropped and when he finally got word about it, Ravana was positive that there would be others on the island by now; but as to who or how many he did not know.

It took Ravana a good bit before he sensed anyone; in part because the island itself gave off such a strong energy, but also because he was nowhere near anyone when he first arrived. While he was on a scouting mission, he decided that it would be a good idea to go and see who this person he had sensed was; not just for information, but because it was also kinda lonely out there. Using shunpo, Ravana began to make his way towards the person he had sensed, making sure to conserve his energy while doing so to be less detectable. Once he was within visual range of the person, Ravana noted that they were male, and had white hair. Judging by their reiatsu, he was assuming that the man was a Shinigami, but because of the energy the island was throwing off, Ravana couldn't be entirely sure of his assumption. To be honest, the man looked...a little familiar to Ravana; not as if it were someone whom he knew, but more like it was someone he should be able to recognize. Then again, since Ravana had seen all kinds of people, he assumed that it was nothing more than mistaken identity. "Hey there, uh, stranger; you come to check this place out too?" he asked as he approached, his tone on the kind side, but he still had caution. While he had no idea what kind of person this man may be, Ravana hoped that he wasn't out looking for a fight. Sure, he enjoyed fighting, but he would prefer to have a more comfortable battlefield if he could. "Er, my name's Ravana, and I'm really just here to see what the hell this place is."

Well, this sure was an odd little situation that Ravana found himself in. Judging from the reaction of the white haired man, it was kind of obvious that he wasn't exactly the most friendly person. Actually, it seemed that this man didn't really want anything to do with Ravana. "Great, first person I meet has a personality as cold as the temperature" Ravana thought to himself, the look on his face as if he were saying "are you kidding?". Sure, he hadn't really expected to see many friendly faces on the island, especially since he was the first one there for the Vizard Corps; but still, it would be nice to have someone to talk to. Of course, there was at least a slightly positive side to this. Seeing as the white haired man had seemingly no interest in him, the chances were rather low that they would get into a fight. Seeing as Ravana had assumed the man had no interest in him, Ravana was a little surprised when he actually turned around to look him over. Of course, Ravana did let out a small chuckle as the man called him a Shinigami. "Uh, no, but close; I'm actually a Vizard...yeah, I know, the clothes can be a little confusing" Ravana explained to the man. Of course, Ravana did make sure to still keep some secrets, as this man had no idea that he was actually the Colonel of the Vizard Corps' Spec. Ops Sector.

As the man sighed and rubbed his head, Ravana made a mock gesture of being offended, easily identifiable as a joke. "Hey, c'mon now, I haven't done anything that annoying now have I?" Ravana asked jokingly, trying to lighten the mood a little. Sure, he may not have had any idea what this man would be like, but it wasn't like being hostile would help him out any. "Hey, you don't gotta worry about me getting in your way, I have no intentions of starting a fight with you; I'm only here to find out what the hell this place is" Ravana said in response to the mans next words. Given the situation, there was really no reason to hide exactly what he was doing here; all he was doing was some recon, not even trying to find any gems or anything yet. Of course, it was all up to the man whether or not to believe Ravana. "So, uh, who exactly are you? I mean, you look sorta familiar, but I could just be mistaken" Ravana said. While he was actually curious as to who this man was, the real reason Ravana said this was to hopefully start up a conversation. Not only would that deal with the issue of loneliness, but this man might also know something about the island.

Of course, before the man answered him, well, at least, Ravana was assuming that he would answer, another person approached them; this time, coming from the mountain. The male looked to be a kid, definitely not older than 20. Because of the way Ravana had been facing while talking to the white haired man, he didn't catch the kid picking stuff from the ground; though the white haired man's words let him know. "Maybe he's just seeing if every snowflake is actually unique" Ravana said jokingly. He obviously knew that wasn't what the kid was doing, but Ravana wasn't really sure just what the kid could be picking in a snowy landscape such as this. Now, however, there was a bit of a different issue. There were two strangers here who he knew nothing about, not even their names; and the white haired man already knew his. "Alright, well, since we're all here and there's nothing much we can do about it, how about we figure out who each other is and then go from there" Ravana said, taking control of the situation. It wasn't like he was trying to boss the other two around, but when a situation like this one comes around, somebody has to step forward with a plan. "Here, I'll start, like I told, er, white hair over here just a second ago, I'm Ravana, and I'm a Vizard" Ravana said, calling the man "white hair" because honestly, he didn't know what else to call him.

There were already four warrior's located upon this icy mountain peak, and their spiritual pressure's could clearly be felt from a distance if a spiritually adept warrior bothered to sense them. The battle would commence shortly the moment Yuudoku arrived, and the moment he did, it would seem as though he had been rearing for battle upon tapping into his unison form. Clearly, when you reveal yourself in front of three stranger's who are high level warrior's who have made their name in many battle's, you are either looking to befriend them or fight them to accomplish a mission. By Yuudoku's direct confrontation, no one would possibly discern a bright shining golden ark arriving 500 meter's above the icy mountain tundra. It arrived through a personal portal in the sky created too make travel easier. Who did this golden ark belong too? It possessed a ethereal appearance, it's design was flawless, and not only was it made of gold but a beautiful emerald as well. It would seem as though that wasn't a personal portal opened just now, but an opening in space.

Gate of Babylon – the treasury of Gilgamesh, the primeval hero's greatest weapon. stored within this treasury, were many treasure's the mighty king had collected over his long lifetime. With weapon's hailing from south america to Europe, original model's of sacred's which would later be possessed by powerful Sugiura warrior's, weapon's built by men and women to worship their mighty king during his time in the Land of the Sugiura, by simply staring at 'Gate of Babylon' One could deem that this treasury was infinite. It was no simple treasury, this man held many weapon's to use at his disposal, and not a single one of them were simple weapon's. This man collected only the greatest of the great, legendary weapon's with tale's that traced back to earlier time's. This Golden Ark was no exception, The golden ark that he is using to float in the air is also one of those 'divine secret treasures'. Indeed, this is the flying contraption that was passed from Babylon to India and recorded in the two epic sagas Ramayana and Mahabharata as the "Vimana". It is a Golden and emerald Ark fueled by mercury and ancient reaitsu-powered gems that share the appearance of rutilated quartz crystals. This allows the Vimana to surpass the laws of physics, by traveling at the speed of thought. It possesses a pilot throne that can be withdrawn in emergency situations, and a control column, which isn't used due to interference with the operation of the "Gates of Babylon" Placed directly in front of it. It is definitely no simple ark to scoff at, and one could definitely call it the greatest mean's of travel for the King of Heroes.

Sitting upon the throne of this ark, Gilgamesh could clearly see the men below him. He didn't come along because of a order, but to rather catch a glimpse of the battle from his own vantage point. Gilgamesh had no intention of concealing himself from view. If someone seen him, so be it, if someone decided to face him, very well, they would meet a gruesome death by the mad king's greatest weapon's. His gaze closed in on the four male's from above. By simply touching the helm of this weapon, he had accelerated it's speed causing him to arrive at a closer distance in order to gauge the power level's of these men clearly. Only 100 meter's separated him from the men above, but once again, he had no intention of fighting just yet. There was no clear reason to fight someone right now. Whatever Yuudoku had planned was his plan and his plan alone. Now, that wasn't to say he wouldn't help his comrade if he happened to fall into a situation where he could no longer fight alone, they were allies after all. Moreover, Gilgamesh could easily balance the table's with his own abilities. If it were a battle royal or a tag team of any sort, the golden knight would simply bid his time until he felt it was right to indulge in the battle, if it so happened to catch his interest, these men would be in for quite the fight of their lives, depending on the opponent of choice. So now, just how would this confrontation commence? or would make the first move? There was no clear answer to all of this, but there was one thing that was clear. This sure would be one hell of a showdown.