All Star Challenge: The Sane Hollow VS Devon Born

Nathan's eyes had shot open; he had detected something. His eyes looked straight at the source, their green hues open and flat, not threatening in any way. His eyes widened slightly as he caught the sight of a mask fragment. O-oh no… Flightwire… we've been- FOR HELL'S SAKE MAN, JUST STAND UP STRAIGHT AND FIGHT! A-alright.. I'll try. He conceded, taking a deep, relaxing breath, before he heard the man's words.

A lost of fun, death, violence, and blood? F-Flightwire… He worried, before he felt Flightwire's conscious slap his own. Hard. And then he widened his eyes as the man disappeared.

"Tell me, arrancar. Which came first…?

Suddenly, out of Nathan's mouth, a strange, different spoke… Flightwire's voice. As the arrancar appeared behind him, Flightwire merely shift his gaze, his right hand shooting up as the back of his wrist knocked into the blade, throwing it off course as he bent his head forwards slightly. "Too slow…" He spoke softly as he whirled around, stepping a foot back to get a bit of distance, followed by a small hop, as his eyes opened slightly, looking down. Crap. Looks like he scratched Nathan's right leg.Flightwire…!Don't worry, Nathan, won't happen again, trust me. He said, Flightwire having taken control of the body to deal with the slashing attacks. There, on his right kneecap, was a small scratch, that went to the cap. He watched as Devon stepped forwards, raising up his foot.

"THE CHICKEN, OR THE EGG?"

Nathan's mouth said, with Flightwire's words. However, it was activated: Nathan's Shikai began to form around him as his hair FURTHER lengthened, his wings also growing as Flightwire saw the boot approaching him. His blade, however, remained exactly the same shape. All around him, his clothes changed, becoming much, much more regal: green and yellow robes now adorned his body. However, he didn't move, simply keeping his view on the foot as it approached. In reality, this change was almost seamless. Almost.

The boot smashed into Nathan's body, hitting him directly at the bottom of his ribcage. Nathan felt the sheer power behind the man's kick, however, there was a flaw with it. Nathan had not so much as flinched, moved or otherwise shown that he had given notice to the man. He watched as the man leaped back to get some distance, firing bala at him. Nathan's mouth merely softly smiled as he rose up his right hand, his left remaining limp at his side as Nathan manipulated his arm all in front of him, deflecting of the bala with his energy.

However, as he saw the cero being blasted, he merely lowered his arm, releasing his grip on the building that he had created through Flightwire's energy. Nathan's body was consumed in light as the cero slammed into him, throwing him up higher and higher into the air. The sheer force of Nathan's body snapped the chain; and while he felt it, he had no idea whatsoever where it had come from, never actually seeing the person that had arrived. As Nathan watched them flying past the side of the building, he gave a flap of his wings, rolling as he fell off the cero, throwing down his legs and touching down on the roof of the building. Other than the fact that his sleeves were burned a good amount, he himself was unharmed: the blast hadn't been enough to injure him.

Nathan, now back in control of his own body, shifted his eyes slightly as he heard a ZZT noise of a sonido, looking downwards as he saw the man's blade flying out at his knees. He merely sighed as he felt the cold material that made up the blade moving across his left knee. His right he had stepped back in time as the injury that was already there would not like being aggravated again. "Oh? W-what's this…?" Nathan asked his opponent, looking down to se a small scratch, as if he had knocked his knee against a table, a small mark that didn't even bother him much. However, as he glanced up again, he saw that the man was charging another cero into his… el bow? I didn't know that standard arrancar could do that… He reflected, his mouth down in a small, worried frown on his face.

Then man fired the cero, and it completely enveloped where Nathan had been standing. When it cleared, there was nothing left where he had been standing…. As a small FWUP sound popped out from behind Devon. Nathan could only glance up at his foe, having lowered his body weight to the point where his whole body was below his opponents knees. A great smile came upon his face as his left hand shot up, his right shooting down to grip his good-sized, black blade. His left hand gripped the line of his green hair, tightly, as he pulled down. Over his face shot his hollow mask, his eyes staring out from it… in their normal condition. White pupils, totally normal, completely alright as they had been before, with a hollow mask on top.

Flightwire, now in control, pulled Nathan's Zanpaktou far out of its sheathe, holding it out to the side as he swung it, slashing at his opponent's legs. Nathan pressed down on both feet, pushing him up as he readjusted the sword and slashed, giving enhanced speed and force to it, a good bit of Nathan's total power released now as the blade struck at his opponent's back. Nathan's body pressed down on his feet, throwing him off the ledge, Flightwire smiling through the hollow mask at Devon as he did so.

Nathan's long sleeves were trailing behind hi as the area all around Devon began glowing. He probably hadn't realized it, but ever since Nathan had landed on that building, he had been creating pyrotechnics with Flightwire's energy. The things now were covered all around the building, as Nathan snapped his fingers.



The roof of the building became completely consumed in flame as all the bombs that Nathan and Flightwire had placed exploded, creating great balls of force and flame around each one. It obliterated the roof, the first, and even the second floors: there was nothing left of what it had been. Nathan's head looked down, seeing how there were no people on the third top floor. He looked back up again, his eyes shifting all around as he waited for Devon. The explosion he had just triggered had create a tremendous amount of smoke, and it was Nathan's bad luck that the wind was blowing his way, completely enveloping the man in the black smoke. However, this also could prove beneficial: For Nathan could also use it to his advantage.

He kept his reiatsu detection wide open, making sure that just in case Devon tried anything, he would be able to sense it. He closed his eyes, as he really wouldn't need them in this smoke and they were stinging as a result of the smoke cloud anyway. His feet were flat in air: he had created a reiatsu plate to stand on, knowing that if he flapped his wings, it would disturb the smoke. His curved blade was held before him, gripped by both hands, Nathan's grip sure and steady as he awaited his opponent, unable to see any one or anything through the smoke...