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Sun Sep 04, 2011 1:18 am

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The masked encounter [PRIVATE] Hakai-1

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The sky was bright and piercing hot as always. It was summer, the worst time of the year, especially since Hakai hated the heat it made it even worse. The cool breeze slung in through his window of his massive office located in the Monsuta headquarters, it hit the back of his neck making him feel cool as the heat slowly felt softening, it was reaching night time. At the moment there were many things that was on Hakai's mind, at his current state would he be able to crush Zin? How would he go about doing so? This normally wasn't on his mind; sure he wanted to make sure Zin died a horrible death, yes, but he felt different... like his body was weaker. Like he hadn't let loose in a while and had totally lost his normal state of mind. This was worrying seeing as the leader of an organisation always needed to be in a healthy state to support his troops and make sure everyone else is stable. Yet even with his squad leaders commanding and controlling their forces, Hakai was still the only one doing all the paper work around in the base. He was the only fucking vizard that did anything around here.

Slowly, Hakai stood up letting out a massive yawn as he turned towards the door of his office. He needed a break and something for him to let loose on, usually he would go to Karakura forest for that type of thing but essentially he wanted to fight someone strong... he wanted and hoped that the vizard corps leader would show or at least someone of his caliber could create at least a small challenge for The Destroyer. A ripping sound echoed its way throughout the area inside his office making a garaganta appear in front of him. This was dangerous, setting such a garaganta inside such a enclosed place could be disastrous. It was rather small, big enough to fit Hakai alone in it. As he stepped through, his began to scratch the back of his head and yawned. He didn't even take any possessions with him, he was that out of it and keen just to fight he just didn't care.

The city was alive! The Friday night life was filling the air of Karakura city. Cars were travelling down on the streets, all the buildings flashing; everything look so illuminating... shame it would be crushed soon enough. The sky above karakura city was cracking, a small black hole like appearance tore open the fabrics of the sky and out stepped a figure who was covered in metal shards on his face, all around his body. His attire was rather unique, he was wearing a baggy pair of jeans which he always wore, and a thin silk tank top. As he progressed outward from this garganta, he was walking on mid air, every step he took created a water like ripple through the spiritual barrier he was creating and walking upon. Slowly, he lowered himself to the ground in the middle of the street. As he landed, the screeching of cars hit the air and echoed throughout the city. Hakai quickly placed his fist out, an on coming track completely shaming into his fist and totaling the truck. When the truck hit his fist, the bonnet of the car was at the boot. Blood leaked out from the inside of the drivers seat, leaking onto the road as it flipped through the air, a massive grin over growing Hakai's face.

"Nani? Is that all?"

The truck continued to flip through the air, before coming to a complete halt as it collided with a small building that was in its wake. The sounds of screaming and crashing exploded, horror and fear was suddenly felt by Hakai. If he was to cause this much of a fuss, it is likely someone will show eventually. He didn't care who, he didn't even fucking care when; as long as they show themselves before he left he was happy, he could continue his carnage until they arrived. His face was glowing with a evil smirk, the face of a mad man was controlling him; letting loose and totally obliterating everything he could see. It may have seemed a little random but this was the only way Hakai could think of that would make someone strong show up and attempt to stop him.

Karakura was no stranger to random attacks; they knew hot to prepare for them and knew how to react when they eventually came. Karakura had many defenders, specifically why Hakai chose this spot to attack and start a riot. If anyone was to come to the cities aid, it was either the yayjuu or the vizard corps. The vizard honestly didn't care who came; as long as he got a bit of action and got to crush someones skull for the first time in... to long...

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Mon Sep 05, 2011 2:05 pm

Poliro Tensol

Today, Poliro was up to his load in paperwork. It was rather annoying him as he was confined to the Squad 7 Barracks just full up of this. He was in his room sitting on a wooden chair at his desk. He felt like he was about to just fall to his ass bored and fall asleep or something. When would he get to fight and kick someones ass? He wanted to know that quite badly. He had heard no reports of any hollows or anything yet, so he simply waited, carrying on with his paperwork. Eventually, his patience hit the barrier. This shit was too boring for him. He stood up, looking outside. He saw Soul Society was quite sunny, just how he liked it. He felt the heat from within his room. He was wearing the kimono that most Shinigami wear with the haori and all. After all, he could put up some quite nice resistance to heat, being used to extreme tempatures. Finally, a unseated squad member rushed into his room. "Poliro-taichou, there is reports of Hakai the Destroyer, leader of the Monsuta in Karakura City!" Poliro suddenly shifted focus to what he said. "Hakai the destroyer!? Fuck.. that guy.. I've heard about him. I'm going out there." He had his Zanpakuto at the ready on his side. He ran out and shunpo'd to the gate to the real world. Above Karakura, a senkiamon opened, and the Reaper walked out to try and gain vision on Hakai. He had to take this bitch down, but it wouldn't be easy.

He already saw the destruction, but it was very vague. He began to let the reaitsu above his feet in the air go, and he went plummeting down to the earth to confront Hakai, The destroyer. He had his doubts about being able to defeat this man. He was going to try his hardest obviously, he had trained well and hard over the years and that wasn't wasted. After all, he was a captain now and he wasn't going to let the Gotei 13 down, but he was also happy in his mind he now had something to do. His duty to the Gotei was now important to him, so he was going to carry it out. He landed into the scene right behind Hakai, looking at the destruction in digust and at the destroyer in digust. "Whats your deal EH you cunt! Karakura isn't your own fucking little playground!" He drew out his Zanpakuto. "I'm Poliro Tensol. The Squad 7 Captain and i'm putting my fuckin' foot down to tell you what your doing right now is not fucking good. And i'm also going to tell you, "destroyer" PREPARE YOUR ASS FOR A BURNIN'!" Poliro spoke in a nothern english accent, due to him being british after all.

It seems the challenge had been set now, Poliro, The Flame Reaper vs Hakai the Destroyer. Poliro with his blue dark eyes. "So, Destroyer. Your living out what your name implies? I'm not going to let you get away with this so easily, your aware.." Pointing his sword at Hakai, he wasn't going to stop for him or anything to happen. He used Shunpo to reach the behind of Hakai. His speed was quite impressive, being above a average captains Shunpo. He then thrusted his Zanpakuto straight into his back, attempting to impale him. He wasn't expecting such a easy attack to work, but it was finally time to fight. Poliro, Squad 7 Captain VS Hakai, Monsuta Leader. This was going to be some fuck.

Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:39 am

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The masked encounter [PRIVATE] Hakai-1

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CRASH, BOOM, CRUNCH.

These were the noises the filled the air, the pure sound of flying cars and the insane spiritual pressure peeking off of Hakai was enough to disrupt almost anything. The force and power behind each punch shot like a shockwave, blasting back everything in it's path. Even without anyone being here, this was to much fun. Cars, trucks and everything alike were flying across the inner city, buildings crunching and weeping under the might of a insane and free man. This wasn't the first time a place had felt his rage though, in the past he was known to just randomly destroy towns which gave him the title of 'the destroyer'; doing this was sort of a reminder of his old times, like a flash back and in a hopeful state that somebody worthy would show up. Usually it was just people who thought there were worthy and attempted to be heroes by throwing themselves in harms way to either save their city of their friends and family... what fools they were. More cars continued to travel towards Hakai, un aware of the carnage going on ahead. It was crazy, a single man was causing this much damage just because he felt like it? It was crazy enough that he was alone with no-one to back him up. He knew that the police could not interfere, because if they did they would get killed instantly. The only people who had a chance at stopping Hakai were people like himself, people who had special powers... that were gifted.

Something felt different... something; heavy. Something or somebody has decided to show up, not only was it a high reiatsu level, but the area also seemed to have quieted down a bit as the people scattered, not a single human to be left in site was seen; until now. He turned, Hakai's hair flowing as he turned, the jagged shape swirling, the man known as Poliro the 7th division captain was standing right before him. He had heard about this man, he had heard about most people in gotei and studied them closely. The flame reaper... the man who was seen a one of the few masters of a flame zanpakuto. This was truly... interesting. He knew of the power which Poliro had, he had potential this is true; however he was nothing to Hakai in the long run. All he cared about was that could keep up with his own pace had finally decided to show their face and challenge Hakai. As the words shot from Poliro's mouth, he was sort of surprised that almost every second word that came from it was a swear word. He has never heard such a filthy mouth, and this was coming from a man who used to destroy towns for fun.

"Poliro Tensol... I've heard about you. 'The Flame Reaper' they call you? Interesting title; thought of one to go on your grave stone yet?"

This was not a joke... Hakai was serious. Although it may have seemed he was just mocking him, which he was, he was actually looking for a reason to start a brawl with this man. Before Hakai knew it, Poliro has disappeared, his eyes blinked as the man had totally disappeared out of sight. His ears perked up as the swishing sound of a shunpo echoed behind him. This guy was bloody fast! Even Hakai had some trouble keeping up with his demands of a fight. It didn't seem right, normally Hakai was the first one to set the pace of the fight and run at his own speed. This seemed different, if Hakai couldn't keep up with the speed of Poliro he would have to find another way to injure him and bring him to his knees. This was all by pure observation however, as he watched closer he would gather more detail. The face of Hakai was serious, nothing was going to wipe this normal battle face. He turned quickly, seeing the sword swiftly come and press up against his back, this made him smirk a bit before he turned both arms into razor sharp blades which could slit open even the toughest of objects. As the sword was just about to penetrate his back, he spun around and knocked away the blade quickly with the right armed blade, hopefully knocking the blade totally out of the way.

Following this up, Hakai stroke up with a quick left uppercut with his razor sharp blade of a left arm. If the blade was to connect, even in the slightest, he would certainly draw blood, that's how sharp the blades were. It was aimed at Poliro's chin hoping to cut his head in half. Following this up, a blue aura began to build up, a large blue ball appeared at the tip of his tongue. This was Hakai's cero! It wasn't the strongest cero around, but it was still bloody strong and at close range it was even worse. The blew ball would quickly be shot out, but create a even wider arc of blue laser like aura for it. In essence, Hakai was aiming to totally blow of Poliro's head with this. However Hakai knew he would have to stay on his feet for a counter attack; Poliro wasn't going down this quickly and easily.

"Ca- you dudg thiiiis?"

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Fri Sep 16, 2011 7:32 pm

Poliro Tensol

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Oh boy. Poliro wasn't going to win this so easily. The intense reaitsu that he could feel around Hakai certainly made him feel intense. Poliro smirked when Hakai said he heard of him. He then gave a cocky comment asking Poliro what he wanted to have on his grave. Poliro couldn't help put think of some wise ass comment. "What will they put on my grave? The guy that defeated Hakai!" He confidently spoke out. He believed in his strength and he wasn't going to lose his confidence and morale that easily. After all, he thought he was a strong captain now, he didn't want to dissapoint anybody. Behind him, he made his lunge obviously, thinking to himself. "This damn guy isn't going to down from this, but I need to be on the ball here." HE was then suddenly taken off by blades knocking his Zanpakuto out his hand. He was countered!

Hakai followed up with a left uppercut. Jumping back away from the aim of the attack, he avoided it but could just simply feel the force in his blow. He didn't feel so confident about fighting this guy. He then saw what he was charging at his mouth. He was gathering out blue energy, an suddenly, time stopped for Poliro. His heartbeat increased and he suddenly had a flash back. "Cero..." those words filled Poliros mind as he imagined a red cero engulfing him and killing him, and all he could hear now is the screams. Hakai using cero had simply returned to him rather traumatic memories. Suddenly, in that instaneous moment, Poliro felt a deep rage clenched his teeth and fists. He ran to his sword at a great speed, out the way of the cero, picking up his Zanpakuto. Again, Poliro took a few deep breaths as again, he froze reliving the same traumatic moment of his life. The moment he died. The bane of why Poliro became so strong. He was simply after the arrancar that killed him so he could get revenge, and then find something else to do.

But right now, this damn fucking destroyer asshole had brung back a memory he didn't want to remember at all. He looked at Hakai with his blue eyes, being very pisssed off, as his expression could detail. "YOU!" he shouted at him. "YOU JUST FUCKING CROSSED THE LINE WITH ME, YA HEAR!? TIME TO FUCKING REAP YOUR GUT TO ASHES!" Poliro then spoke the words that would cause this fight to ascend to the next stage. "Burn the universe, Furemingu Shibo." His Zanpakuto then began to release flames off 700 degrees C. The entire area would now heat up, as even Hakai would be able to feel this. But this wasn't all. The heat, if Hakai wasn't that good at resisting heat, would cause him to feel exhuasted and fatigued over time due to the extreme heat. And this was all from the release of his shikai, Poliros power with his Shikai was even stronger. As soon as he released it, Poliro shot a fire wave at Hakai from where he was standing, by swinging his Zanpakuto horziontally. What he did next was then used Shunpo into the air, swinging his Zanpakuto like a whip, crashing down to where Hakai was then standing, It extended out all the way to the ground. The flames were also 700 degrees C hot, meaning if Hakai even as much slightly scrapped the flames edge, he'd be severely burned, up to 3rd and 4th degree, meaning that all the layers of the skin and the dermis, or even to underlaying bone and muscle, meaning the insides could also get seared, and parts of muscle and bone could be potentially somewhat melted.

This Zanpakuto was most assuredly, one of the strongest fire based Zanpakutos of 2411, only a certain few could trump the raw power of Furemingu Shibo. After his vicious assault, Poliro shunpo'd a distance infront of Hakai. Looking at him only caused more extreme emotions for Poliro, he could still hear the screams of his child like self inside of him. He felt such anger, and it was all pent up. Thats where suddenly, something snapped. He put his hand to his face suddenly, and blue reaitsu began hovering to it, unveiling his mask. It was standard white, with a blue lighting bolt in the left eye. Poliros eyes had now had a glint of red inside them, his general eye color had not changed. Poliro's reaitsu suddenly felt heavier than before, and more hollow like. Furemingu Shibo went from orange flames to blue flames, and this is where Poliro seemed more like a hollow. The actality was, Poliro was a Vizard. Hakai would sure to be rather confused and maybe curious about this, as he was a Gotei 13 captain, not a member of the Vizard Corps or the Monsuta (And if he was, why the hell would these two be fighting in the first place?) so this was sure to maybe catch his interest. All Poliro wanted know was Hakai down on the floor. He took a defensive stance, still trying to keep his cool, but Poliro's anger had finally took over. His dark subconcious, his inner hollow had urged him to use the power so he could beat Hakai. This fight had heated up by A LOT!

"COME ON THEN!!"

Tue Oct 11, 2011 2:04 pm

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"Interesting title; thought of one to go on your grave stone yet?"

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This was going to be an interesting fight. The so called, 'Flamed Reaper' versus The Destroyer. Either way, none of them were going out without a hell of a fight. There was one thing that Hakai hated though, and that was the heat. Yet... he was versing someone with one of the most powerful fire zanpakuto of 2411; rather ironic. Hakai looked at him, the blast of blue energy leapt from his tongue. Even from just looking, Hakai could tell that Poliro was jolting, hesitating at the sight of the cero. The fact, just by looking in his eyes, that he had come across cero before... something horrible. Hakai was emitting crazy reitasu at this point, almost to the point it would be suffocating to anyone below 3 tier. Yet while everything was going crazy, the people below as well as what seemed to be Poliro's emotions getting the better of him, Hakai was calm. He remained still and postured. He was not the type of man to let his emotions control him. Ever. The wind sent a large jerk, smashing Hakai's clothes and his hair around, an emotionless aura leaching itself onto Hakai's face.

Oh boy... this kid didn't know when to stop or hold back. His way fighting was one thing but the words that came from his mouth? It was like he was swearing every time he opened his mouth. Hakai's eyes shot to the sight of Poliro's zanpakuto, the flames shooting out all over the city; they were bloody hot to say the least. Even from just standing there, he could feel the pressure and feeling of the air restricting itself, despite them being outside. Waving his hand in front of his face, Hakai let out a sigh and watched Poliro's movements closely. If Hakai was correct, Poliro would be so enraged that he wouldn't be able to thing properly, there for just throwing random attacks at him without thinking. This is where Hakai would have his advantage. Flames engulfed the zanpakuto laying in Poliro's hand, yet he didn't seem to show any sign of fear or hesitation.

The vizards eyes shot and locked onto the wave of flames launched at him. As the wave of fire traveled towards Hakai, he could feel the heat getting far more intense by everything meter it progressed. There was no way Hakai could withstand the fire with his normal skin. He would have to think up a plan of evasive action and fast. Flame users were interesting to fight, they were usually immune to their own flames let alone other flames. Hakai smirked a little before turning his arm into a metal shield-like tray which caught the flames, deflecting them off. The shield was large enough to cover most of his body, spare his legs. The flames traveled over the shield, the intense heat still effecting his body and his legs. It was so hot, it hurt rather intensely to be honest. The smirk that was previously there was now nowhere to be seen. Hakai was serious. When Hakai was serious, you have to be scared. The shield quickly melted back away into a normal human arm with the metal studs in it. As he did this, Hakai looked up and noticed Poliro in the air once again letting loose a wild burst of flames in a whip like fashion. Hakai's face remained normal, his lips the only thing moving on his face.

"Roar, Iwa Kinzoku."

Black reiatsu exploded from the direction in which Hakai was standing, the reiatsu spread out for over 300 meters; covering the land in extremely thick black spiritual pressure. The city and everyone in it would feel the effects of such a massive blast of power. However, the black reiatsu wasn't alone. Within it, there was another black smog which was traveling with it and hid itself within the spiritual pressure. The intense blast obliterated the strike of flames that was shot just before it made contact with Hakai. If anything, it was likely Poliro would get pushed back even just a little by this blast. Within seconds, Hakai would launch himself from within the reiatsu sphere shaped dome, traveling out and flying upwards towards Poliro. However, something was different about Hakai. His skin was darker, his eyes began to glow a menacing red and around his entire body there was a thin layer of black smoke which constantly was running around his body. At this time, to Polrio his powers in shikai were unknown. The only person who truely knew Hakai's full extent of his powers were Zin and Kaiedo Moui, his vice leader. As he was launched, all these differences were clearly noticeable. However... that wasn't the only difference made to him.

His mask?! It was on! This was the first time in forever Hakai had been forced to attach his mask just to force his way to attack someone. Hakai was launching himself out towards Poliro before noticing something. That there was something different about Poliro here... He had a mask!? This man was a vizard!? He had absolutely no idea. Usually, Hakai could tell just by someones reiatsu level; yet, he never knew. This was going to make the fight just that little more interesting. Hakai quickly disregarded the fact the enemy was a vizard and focused on the attack he was about to dish out.

Hakai had launched, his mask covering his face and the thin black smog following his every move. The speeds that Hakai was traveling at was phenomenal and it wasn't even a shunpo/sonido. His body was slung so fast, even for Poliro it could be hard to comprehend the speed and follow it. As he gained within arm and leg reach; a bunch of black smog began to entangle its way around the fist of Hakai; shrouding his entire fist in a thick layer of flowing black smoke like substance. His right hand quickly aimed a large and heavy punch towards the cheek of Poliro in a hopeful attempt to shatter the mask and make the smoke connect. Due to his mask being activated, Hakai would be able to put WAY more force behind his punches with a lot more smog and reiatsu into each attack. Following up with this punch, Hakai would also then force a heavy roundhouse kick aimed straight at the left side of Poliro's face, the same area in which the punch would hit. However, this kick wouldn't be normal. Hakai would transform his leg into a blade shape and aim to slice his face as well as let the smoke travel into his body.

If the smoke managed to make its way into Poliro's body, it is likely it would cause intense agony as well as attempt to melt away at the flesh/skin in which it had come into contact with. This smoke could almost literally sear away the skin of someone like it was fire burning them; only worse. It would melt the skin almost like plastic and leave massive wounds and burn like marks all up the effected area. This was a very subtle technique in which Hakai had and it normally would take the opponent by surprise; they wouldn't expect it in the slightest. After the kick had been launched, his body would spin around with the motion of the kick, taking once again an offensive stance before launching from the position throwing 50 punches of steel covered fists, each punch flying out within the blink of an eye. This was Hakai territory, close combat. He was all rounded, yes, but if you were in a fight at close combat? Be prepared to feel the pain. Each punch would have crazy strength behind it as well, there for making each of the 50 punches count.