Toshiro Hitsugaya: The Icy Dragon of the Gotei [APPROVED, 1-3|1-1|0-5+] [Henrex]

Four hundred years. Four centuries since the Winter War, and those events in the Fake Karakura Town. The battle had been, put simply, a bloodbath for all. There was not a single side of that fight that had not lost a life. It had put many of his comrades in danger, including his old friend, Momo. That alone was enough to cause Toshiro Hitsugaya to be furious at Aizen's betrayal. Sighing gently, the male slowly rose to his feet, the tapping of his shoes clicking against the ground, making a small echo from the collision of the shoes against the ground.

Opening a small case at his side, one of Toshiro's hands slowly began to reach into the container, before his finger wrapped around something, and pulled it out. A slice of watermelon. He knew who had put this there. It was Hinamori. She insisted that he take the container with him while he traveled outside of the Soul Society on his mission to exterminate all Hollows in the region. The knowledge of it had been at the back of his mind, since he had never really thought about it. Smiling slightly from his friend's thoughtfulness and memory of something so trivial, Toshiro's mouth opened, and slowly bit into the slice, breaking off a piece and closing his mouth to chew it.

Finishing the bite swiftly, Toshiro soon found himself tucking in to the rest of the watermelon slice that Hinamori had given him. A small smile of remembrance spread across his face as his mind set back to the days of the Rukongai, where the two would sometimes spend entire days teasing one another. However, the former captain shook his head quickly, clearing his head of those thoughts, before his hand lowered to inside his shihakusho, retrieving the Shinigami's messenger device, the Denreishinki. Even that had gotten a few upgrades in four hundred years.

The one that Toshiro held was in the shape of a casual smartphone, but the screen was vastly different. With a radar as a replacement, and red, blinking lights to show where Hollows were, it was most certainly a useful item. Five blinking lights to the north. It seemed that this captain had quite the job ahead of him. So, straightening his shihakusho, and strapping his Zanpakutō tighter to his back, Toshiro headed off. Stepping off the roof that he stood on, the male's body disappeared in an instant, before reappearing a few feet away.

The notions continued over and over, demonstrating Toshiro Hitsugaya's skill within the Shinigami's high speed skill, known as Shunpo. It was something that he was using to quickly get around so that he could get his mission done soon. Bringing his hand up to look at the Denreishinki once again, Toshiro's eyes widened as he took a second look at the blip on his radar. It was not an actual red blip. He must not have a seen it right, for it was a different color. Toshiro knew that the different color must have meant one thing. A different type of Hollow. His eyes soon narrowed, and his hand lowered, putting the piece of equipment away.

One more flash step put the male on the ground, just outside of Karakura Town. The turquoise eyes of the male set themselves on the Hollow that he had come out here to purge. He scanned the creature up and down, and finally came to identifying the Hollow as an Adjuchas. With his left hand reaching for his sword, Toshiro began to unsheath the blade. The moment that the sound of the blade scraping against the scabbard was introduced, the Adjuchas turned it's head towards Toshiro, clearly hearing the noise that was produced.

Upon seeing the weapon that Toshiro held in his hand, half-drawn from the sheath, the Hollow immediately became aggressive, but then, upon seeing the young-looking Shinigami in front of it, it's guard dropped, and small cries came from it in a mocking tone. Mocking him for his size...that is what irritated Toshiro. The grip around his Zanpakutō intensified, and his eyes glared daggers at the Hollow. It had the appearance of an adult, but yet the actions of a child from what Toshiro had seen.

"Childish fool...." He muttered, before pulling his sword entirely from the sheath. The cold aura of Toshiro's spiritual pressure pressed against the area that he was in, causing the Adjuchas Hollow that he faced to stop making it's laughing, and soon the aura that emitted from it changed to one that emitted one single emotion. Pure, utter, fear. After all, this was the former captain of the 10th division that was standing in front of it.

Toshiro launched his body forward, his feet barely skimming the ground, and drew his sword to his shoulder. This Hollow was nothing special. It was just another thing that he needed to purge. So, with that, a single slash was issued. From shoulder to waist, the slash would impact the Hollow, and the sound of tearing flesh filled the male's ears. The Hollow's response was swift, using a good portion of it's strength to smack into Toshiro and launch him back where he came from.

Righting himself in the air and landing on his feet, Toshiro went to attack the hollow again, and this time, aim at the mask, when he saw something. The Hollow's skin that had just been recently cut was healing itself. In mere moments, the cut had been fully healed, as if he had never been attacked in the first place. The regeneration of the Hollows. He should have aimed for the mask, not the body. Readying his sword again, Toshiro quickly leaped forward again, with the point of his sword ready. A few quick Shunpo were used, moving from left to right as he quickly appeared in front of the Hollow with the third and final step, then thrusting his sword into the mask.

A screech of pain erupted from the Hollow as it dissipated, the cry slowly fading into the air as the creature was soon gone. As Toshiro went to sheath his sword, he heard more cries of Hollows. Two. As he flash-stepped off to locate them, he was soon greeted with an....uncommon sight. Where he had traveled to had not two, but three Hollows in it. Two of which were attacking a very scarily human-looking one. Could it have been...a Vasto Lorde? No...they were the most rare things to come from Hueco Mundo. Toshiro's hand drifted towards his Denreshinki, but then he saw the human-looking Hollow act.

With swift strikes, the human-looking lion Hollow struck out with it's arms in an immense burst of speed, slashing at the Hollow's faces, slashing their masks open. The air pressure alone from this display caused the two dumbfounded Hollow to be sent flying back, the damage to them too great to recover from what had been put upon them. Their bodies disintegrated, leaving Toshiro to face this thing. There was barely any doubt now. With such power being displayed, he knew that he had to take no chances. Raising his sword above his head, the male spoke in a loud, commanding tone towards the Zanpakutō in his hands. "Reign Over The Frosted Heavens, Hyorinmaru!"

The loud shout was issued, and the Shikai form began to release itself. The Zanpakutō itself only extended a little bit, and a crescent blade hung at the very end of his Zanpakutō. Still holding the blade aloft, Hitsugaya brought the weapon down, creating a wave of ice with the appearance of a Chinese dragon. The dragon charged at the Vasto Lorde, with the ground freezing solid from how close the creature born from the Zanpakutō was from the ground, and it soon collided with the Hollow.

An icy mist swirled around the area, obscuring the vision of both Toshiro, and the Vasto Lorde that was in front of him. As the mist cleared, revealing...nothing. The dragon had passed completely through the air. Gritting his teeth and sighing, Toshiro allowed Hyorinmaru to swiftly change back to it's sealed state, then placing the weapon back in it's sheath. Reaching into his shihakusho, he pulled out his Denreishinki, before he spoke to the Soul Society. "I want all Shinigami on lookout for a Vasto Lorde Hollow. It just escaped me, and I believe it has either gone back to Hueco Mundo, or fled to find somewhere else." He said, then tucking his equipment back into his clothing.

Wherever that Hollow was, he was going to find it again and make sure that it didn't escape him.