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Shizuo wrote:

The winds roared as the familiar presence of powerful foe’s was all that dominated this meeting. A blur of movement from the fore side, as a figure came blitzing in time to intercept the cero her hair a vibrant blur of red and violet; Her form wasn’t majestic but it had a presence to it, a lack of power yet power exuded from every iota of her very being. The cero was coming in hard and fast A thousand fractured frames of time and space played out in the burning incandescence of a single instant. Each movement and moment was recorded and processed at an impossible speed. An incredibly high level battle was fought, all within the confines and imagination of one singular player. A slow blink of the eye later, and Demonica realized that the blast would in fact miss the boy entirely and would not need to be interrupted after all. Further violence didn't seem in the cards, but a demon of the 6th circle was never caught off their guard. In a crimson blur the girl was suddenly in the thick of things, she had missed the last exchange of words but the arrancar's position was still looming over the young fool, who might still be a danger. She had exhaled slowly a soft huff of someone who was forced to intervene in something she didn’t want to get wrapped up in; her eyes which shone like ruby daggers, locked onto the arrancar’s form.



A Frown was on her face as she slowly let out a sigh of annoyance, the steam rising from the air that left her mouth; a good indication of just how hot her internal body temp was. The ground seemed to be shifting uncontrollably like it was being stirred up by a continual bombardment of blades, cut marks scoring the bone white monument like a million tallies lapping over one another; truly though her appearance was deceiving as she slowly had seemed to be not reacting as she might have if she met the man earlier. Instead she was logically figuring out the objective reading reactions between the two gauging her own self control; many variables went into a battle, she was covering each base before she came to the conclusion, that conclusion was a polite but hinged smile; like a feral wolf which was showing respect to a similar being. Her eyes crinkled some and her eyelids half slid over the red of her luminous irises, making her look like she was momentarily bored, lips parting showing each of her pearly white demonic teach as she spoke, head cocked ever so slightly to the side.

“Aizen, That guy was destroyed over 400 years ago, this is the era 400 years after you last walked this plane if what you say is true arrancar. 400 years things have changed, and they continue to change; thank you for stopping the hollow from harming one of my fold however information is something you will earn if you wish to learn about the world then join shadow fall; join our unholy order from which the espada combined with. We do not walk in the light, nor are we saints but we support each other as best as we can , we are together in success and in failure. It is because each one of us is family each and every one of us. We live in the path of murder and war, in pursuit of something greater, something better, it drives us to get stronger; it is why shadow fall is something that is able to fight on the world stage. You, wish to gain information and I wish to learn if you are strong; I have wanted to fight a espada from the old days, so it’s a give and take; you gain information on the new world, I gain information of the strength of the old era. Not a bad Offer is it? Infact even if you refuse I will fight you one way or another because to cross blades is the best way to learn what ; is going on in the mind of your combatant. “

Her words had the blunt honesty only matched by her blunt powers. Because around them at that moment the roar of ten thousand hollows, all of which had come to avenge its fallen brethren. As they came, the ground shook; the still sands vibrating from the footfalls of many thousand feet; Demonica’s Ruby red eyes seemed to shift ; from the main opponent to the minor opponents around them letting out a huff as the moonlight refracted across her body. It was only a split second, but she seemed to all together vanish her eyes moving from foe to foe; her shadow burst initiating in a frightening burst of speed, which encompassed a thousand fragments of a second . Her eyes grasped the route her body flew through at speeds which passed that of the sound barrier; in that moment as she landed again her hair floating above her and slowly falling back down, in ruby and violet ringlets across her back. After that a second passed, then two; then the hollows seemed to explode no vaporize into a bloody mist as each one had come in contact with her fair skin, the ability to shred on physical and spiritual levels acting on those points of contact, and ultimately in a rate of speed invisible to the naked eye; every hollow which had been touched had exploded from no less than a million Slashes.

The wind stirred blowing her hair in waves to the left it pulsated and moved rhythmically as her eyes slowly gazed into the depths of this Arrancar very being. The eyes which held compassion which held a kind of honest concern for her comrades ; had seemed to have dried up replaced by something foul, something demonic and feral. Something truly deserving of the title of a being of death; those ruby eyes seemed to be gauging the opponent the way that they would move, the way that they would respond; a small smile full of teeth blossomed onto her face; at the same time her left foot skid decisively backwards kicking off at speeds which would rival sonido because of her shadow burst still being actively in effect. It was almost like in the blink of an eye, in the fraction of a second, she had vanished and closed the gap, all that could be heard was the lagging behind thunderous boom of a hypersonic shockwave, then if the Arrancar could in fact figure out what was going on or perceive what was going on they would see her form; as it came in from below the leading foot stomping against the ground; the girls right hand curling into a tightened ball and jerking forward her whole body thrown into it; tight and fast not providing a large striking point either. The veteran form and a devastating punch would simultaneously be put together; the punch aimed to strike into the stomach of this Man, if it had hit it would cause even for a high level hierro user multiple organ injures, and a abundance of broken bones.

Skin itself, would feel the tearing force of her strange body; scores would if it hit appear across the punching spot, many razor sharp and thin slashes blossoming across the striking point as the sands radiated backwards in a wave; indeed the wind exploded outwards generating a roar which would be audible for many miles. The wind was howling from the power of her punch, from the quickness in her step, from the tightness of her form. From the lightning fast reaction time that she displayed, the girl had delivered a punch that could destroy half a city in a quick pinpoint jab focusing all the force on the stomach muscles the abdomen, She could see the twitches the change in wind; her level of power was stronger since she had lost her bloodlust and rage. Amidst the madness though with her hair blowing in every direction whipping around in wild abandon; her ruby eyes would manage to drift locking onto the green cat-like eyes of the arrancar, in a heartbeat this moment would seem to be transfixed in time her voice coming out in a soft manner but with a kind of amusement that could be reserved only for those who had strength. Her words had clarity and cruelty in them, a fine mix which was only held by those who knew what it meant to be a monster or an outcast of society.

“I’ll give you another kind of information, on how much this world had grown, how much stronger combatants have become; for the sake of your growth I extend my fist and my sword for your betterment. Strangers we may be , but potential is universal; I can sense it your power your potential, fighters of our caliber can size others up in but a moments time. Eat or be eaten, fight or be killed, be saved or condemned; None of these matter to me, I gave up the mundane mask of ideals not long ago. Now I fight body and soul for the betterment of the Shadow Fall Empire; I am a pawn I am a knight, and I have my sights on you, your eyes speak like they have transcended the plane of death itself, and have been reborn a new being. They speak of something that I do not know of yet can sympathize with in my heart. Which is why I’ll show you as a friendly reminder the difference in the strength of those in your era, and those who cropped recently; think of it as an interactive informative lesson.”

Demonica’s words had a weird craving edge; they had excitement oiled in their gears. Yet as she had delivered the first punch she would have twitched moving to the side, her hands up like a boxer, feet crossing over as she hopped; landing on the sands she seemed to be hopping from side to side before she had thrust off her back foot her sneakers exploding her hair streaming behind her in a frenzy her left fist came forwards; it would deliver a pinpoint and avoidable blow to the face, while the right delivered a underhanded jab to the stomach again, pinpointed and still avoidable. While the fist came forward her back foot switched rapidly with her front foot, causing her hips and body to swivel to the right as they came down toes lightly touching the ground as her knee’s bent, muscles in the next oncoming punch she threw contracting as the air itself seemed to explode the sand being extracted from below them in a mile radius, blowing in every direction. Her voice as it came out was thrown backwards blown around yet strong in the tempest of her barbaric and lightning fast onslaught.

“Kid Information is not given lightly, nor is it traded for friendship; do not give away the information of those which have painstakingly gathered it for the sake of our unholy order. Because He could just kill you after finding out what he wants to know; just because he saved you doesn’t mean he’s a good guy, he could be using you. This is Hueco Mundo after all , which is why if you are to give information you must be readily collecting information so sit back and watch I will show you how you orchestrate a information exchange session , this is how you learn while you let others learn. “

The words she said held truth in them, the truth of harsh reality; this world wasn’t an easy place it was a battle field. Her feet crossed over each other now her body rotating as her trailing foot came around and her big toe from that foot planted into the ground, the front foot jerking around the heel bent as it would try to strike the area of the Arrancar jaw, just below the chin, but above the adams apple. The kick was dynamic and fast as her lips parted amidst the quick movements she would then have said in her soft musical yet flat voice.

“If you want information then ask me anything you want as we fight, I will answer it honestly, but if I ask you something I expect you will extend the same kindness right? That’s our agreement if you wish to learn more about this world, then you will have to fight me does that sound fine to you arrancar?”

Demonica had said as her hopping movement changed her body twisting into an air-borne flip her right foot coming down hard hopefully to strike the opponents head as another boom occurred; the sound barrier being broken yet again her hair whiplashing around some covering her ruby red eyes, some obscuring her feral toothed grin which threatened to split her face in half, and some was whipping behind her like a bloody violet tail illuminated by the ever present and eternal moon. Her clothes rippled and she seemed to let out a exhilarated whoop landing on the Bone white Sands in a two-step, the left toes landing first, the right heel landing after.

“By the way, Im the black king of the 6th circle, Demonica Nightfang; Who are you My mystery man?”

Shizuo wrote:

The winds roared as the familiar presence of powerful foe’s was all that dominated this meeting. A blur of movement from the fore side, as a figure came blitzing in time to intercept the cero her hair a vibrant blur of red and violet; Her form wasn’t majestic but it had a presence to it, a lack of power yet power exuded from every iota of her very being. The cero was coming in hard and fast A thousand fractured frames of time and space played out in the burning incandescence of a single instant. Each movement and moment was recorded and processed at an impossible speed. An incredibly high level battle was fought, all within the confines and imagination of one singular player. A slow blink of the eye later, and Demonica realized that the blast would in fact miss the boy entirely and would not need to be interrupted after all. Further violence didn't seem in the cards, but a demon of the 6th circle was never caught off their guard. In a crimson blur the girl was suddenly in the thick of things, she had missed the last exchange of words but the arrancar's position was still looming over the young fool, who might still be a danger. She had exhaled slowly a soft huff of someone who was forced to intervene in something she didn’t want to get wrapped up in; her eyes which shone like ruby daggers, locked onto the arrancar’s form.



A Frown was on her face as she slowly let out a sigh of annoyance, the steam rising from the air that left her mouth; a good indication of just how hot her internal body temp was. The ground seemed to be shifting uncontrollably like it was being stirred up by a continual bombardment of blades, cut marks scoring the bone white monument like a million tallies lapping over one another; truly though her appearance was deceiving as she slowly had seemed to be not reacting as she might have if she met the man earlier. Instead she was logically figuring out the objective reading reactions between the two gauging her own self control; many variables went into a battle, she was covering each base before she came to the conclusion, that conclusion was a polite but hinged smile; like a feral wolf which was showing respect to a similar being. Her eyes crinkled some and her eyelids half slid over the red of her luminous irises, making her look like she was momentarily bored, lips parting showing each of her pearly white demonic teach as she spoke, head cocked ever so slightly to the side.

“Aizen, That guy was destroyed over 400 years ago, this is the era 400 years after you last walked this plane if what you say is true arrancar. 400 years things have changed, and they continue to change; thank you for stopping the hollow from harming one of my fold however information is something you will earn if you wish to learn about the world then join shadow fall; join our unholy order from which the espada combined with. We do not walk in the light, nor are we saints but we support each other as best as we can , we are together in success and in failure. It is because each one of us is family each and every one of us. We live in the path of murder and war, in pursuit of something greater, something better, it drives us to get stronger; it is why shadow fall is something that is able to fight on the world stage. You, wish to gain information and I wish to learn if you are strong; I have wanted to fight a espada from the old days, so it’s a give and take; you gain information on the new world, I gain information of the strength of the old era. Not a bad Offer is it? Infact even if you refuse I will fight you one way or another because to cross blades is the best way to learn what ; is going on in the mind of your combatant. “

Her words had the blunt honesty only matched by her blunt powers. Because around them at that moment the roar of ten thousand hollows, all of which had come to avenge its fallen brethren. As they came, the ground shook; the still sands vibrating from the footfalls of many thousand feet; Demonica’s Ruby red eyes seemed to shift ; from the main opponent to the minor opponents around them letting out a huff as the moonlight refracted across her body. It was only a split second, but she seemed to all together vanish her eyes moving from foe to foe; her shadow burst initiating in a frightening burst of speed, which encompassed a thousand fragments of a second . Her eyes grasped the route her body flew through at speeds which passed that of the sound barrier; in that moment as she landed again her hair floating above her and slowly falling back down, in ruby and violet ringlets across her back. After that a second passed, then two; then the hollows seemed to explode no vaporize into a bloody mist as each one had come in contact with her fair skin, the ability to shred on physical and spiritual levels acting on those points of contact, and ultimately in a rate of speed invisible to the naked eye; every hollow which had been touched had exploded from no less than a million Slashes.

The wind stirred blowing her hair in waves to the left it pulsated and moved rhythmically as her eyes slowly gazed into the depths of this Arrancar very being. The eyes which held compassion which held a kind of honest concern for her comrades ; had seemed to have dried up replaced by something foul, something demonic and feral. Something truly deserving of the title of a being of death; those ruby eyes seemed to be gauging the opponent the way that they would move, the way that they would respond; a small smile full of teeth blossomed onto her face; at the same time her left foot skid decisively backwards kicking off at speeds which would rival sonido because of her shadow burst still being actively in effect. It was almost like in the blink of an eye, in the fraction of a second, she had vanished and closed the gap, all that could be heard was the lagging behind thunderous boom of a hypersonic shockwave, then if the Arrancar could in fact figure out what was going on or perceive what was going on they would see her form; as it came in from below the leading foot stomping against the ground; the girls right hand curling into a tightened ball and jerking forward her whole body thrown into it; tight and fast not providing a large striking point either. The veteran form and a devastating punch would simultaneously be put together; the punch aimed to strike into the stomach of this Man, if it had hit it would cause even for a high level hierro user multiple organ injures, and a abundance of broken bones.

Skin itself, would feel the tearing force of her strange body; scores would if it hit appear across the punching spot, many razor sharp and thin slashes blossoming across the striking point as the sands radiated backwards in a wave; indeed the wind exploded outwards generating a roar which would be audible for many miles. The wind was howling from the power of her punch, from the quickness in her step, from the tightness of her form. From the lightning fast reaction time that she displayed, the girl had delivered a punch that could destroy half a city in a quick pinpoint jab focusing all the force on the stomach muscles the abdomen, She could see the twitches the change in wind; her level of power was stronger since she had lost her bloodlust and rage. Amidst the madness though with her hair blowing in every direction whipping around in wild abandon; her ruby eyes would manage to drift locking onto the green cat-like eyes of the arrancar, in a heartbeat this moment would seem to be transfixed in time her voice coming out in a soft manner but with a kind of amusement that could be reserved only for those who had strength. Her words had clarity and cruelty in them, a fine mix which was only held by those who knew what it meant to be a monster or an outcast of society.

“I’ll give you another kind of information, on how much this world had grown, how much stronger combatants have become; for the sake of your growth I extend my fist and my sword for your betterment. Strangers we may be , but potential is universal; I can sense it your power your potential, fighters of our caliber can size others up in but a moments time. Eat or be eaten, fight or be killed, be saved or condemned; None of these matter to me, I gave up the mundane mask of ideals not long ago. Now I fight body and soul for the betterment of the Shadow Fall Empire; I am a pawn I am a knight, and I have my sights on you, your eyes speak like they have transcended the plane of death itself, and have been reborn a new being. They speak of something that I do not know of yet can sympathize with in my heart. Which is why I’ll show you as a friendly reminder the difference in the strength of those in your era, and those who cropped recently; think of it as an interactive informative lesson.”

Demonica’s words had a weird craving edge; they had excitement oiled in their gears. Yet as she had delivered the first punch she would have twitched moving to the side, her hands up like a boxer, feet crossing over as she hopped; landing on the sands she seemed to be hopping from side to side before she had thrust off her back foot her sneakers exploding her hair streaming behind her in a frenzy her left fist came forwards; it would deliver a pinpoint and avoidable blow to the face, while the right delivered a underhanded jab to the stomach again, pinpointed and still avoidable. While the fist came forward her back foot switched rapidly with her front foot, causing her hips and body to swivel to the right as they came down toes lightly touching the ground as her knee’s bent, muscles in the next oncoming punch she threw contracting as the air itself seemed to explode the sand being extracted from below them in a mile radius, blowing in every direction. Her voice as it came out was thrown backwards blown around yet strong in the tempest of her barbaric and lightning fast onslaught.

“Kid Information is not given lightly, nor is it traded for friendship; do not give away the information of those which have painstakingly gathered it for the sake of our unholy order. Because He could just kill you after finding out what he wants to know; just because he saved you doesn’t mean he’s a good guy, he could be using you. This is Hueco Mundo after all , which is why if you are to give information you must be readily collecting information so sit back and watch I will show you how you orchestrate a information exchange session , this is how you learn while you let others learn. “

The words she said held truth in them, the truth of harsh reality; this world wasn’t an easy place it was a battle field. Her feet crossed over each other now her body rotating as her trailing foot came around and her big toe from that foot planted into the ground, the front foot jerking around the heel bent as it would try to strike the area of the Arrancar jaw, just below the chin, but above the adams apple. The kick was dynamic and fast as her lips parted amidst the quick movements she would then have said in her soft musical yet flat voice.

“If you want information then ask me anything you want as we fight, I will answer it honestly, but if I ask you something I expect you will extend the same kindness right? That’s our agreement if you wish to learn more about this world, then you will have to fight me does that sound fine to you arrancar?”

Demonica had said as her hopping movement changed her body twisting into an air-borne flip her right foot coming down hard hopefully to strike the opponents head as another boom occurred; the sound barrier being broken yet again her hair whiplashing around some covering her ruby red eyes, some obscuring her feral toothed grin which threatened to split her face in half, and some was whipping behind her like a bloody violet tail illuminated by the ever present and eternal moon. Her clothes rippled and she seemed to let out a exhilarated whoop landing on the Bone white Sands in a two-step, the left toes landing first, the right heel landing after.

“By the way, Im the black king of the 6th circle, Demonica Nightfang; Who are you My mystery man?”