Jinzen Training- Redd Tseuken

The space that was now occupied by the young shinigami was a dreary one. He'd placed himself in the darkest quietest setting he though he could find in the soul society; The underground pipe system. The walls of this area were placed roughly 20 fet apart, curveing into a circular form as they went up. The rough gray texture, which could hardly be called stimulating to the mind, Held a slight discoloration in some places due to the water that surged through its passageways every now and then. The quiet babbling of a steady stream of water held ones ears hostage as they passed through this place. It was a white noise type of thing really, just barley failing to cancel out the voices of noisy squad members above. Muffled voices could be heard over head had Redd continued to wander.

Redd had been walking for some time now, at an attempt to create a mental map of the catacombs beneath the soul society. Thinking back on how he'd found this place He began to smile.

For days He'd been trying to find a good place concentrate yet people refused to leave him alone! This- Of course was a fruitless endeavor, His squad mates loved to tease him about his small stature, in fact this had been the very thing that had lead him to his newly found domain. Trying to avoid the jeers of his fellow squad 2 members Redd had tripped over a jarred tile, when attempting to move it back into place he discovered the sewer system. Apparently most of the gotei had knowledge of this place, in spite of this it remained under used. Which only made it that much better.

Redd stood at about 5'5, Dark mocha colored skin, and brown eyes, though in the light, seemed to be black. His Fudge colored hair stayed poised atop his head in a billowy afro that exeeded 6 inches in height. Hed been clothes in a Grey colored Gi that had sustained quite a few tears near the bottom hem and the ends of the sleeves, though these were the only imperfections in his outfit. He'd been walking for quite some time now, an interesting peice of information that he'd gathered was that squad 4 memebers were required to keep this place is tip top condition. Meaning he would have to venture quite far in order to avoid being interuptted or detected by anyone who would think to intervene.

Redd sighed in relief as he sat down. A large green glow stick occupying his left side was the only source of light for,- well as far as the eye could see. Redd slid backwards, pushing his back up against the wall and crossing his legs. Looking up he realized that if not for his own light source he'd be in complete darkness, and if not for the ever moving stream that lay just a few feet away from him , he'd be in complete silence as well. He continued to look around the space he was now in , though his sight streatched out to a maximum of about 8 feet.
"Guess this is a good a place as any" He quietly said to himself as gripped the hilt of his zanpaktou which resided just behind his right shoulder. In one fluid motion he raised his sword upwards, sheath and all. The Hilt had been clothed in a bright Redd silk that almost shined as it passed Redd's field of vision, Golden diamonds decorated this embroidery The hilt was one that suited him, The guard at the beginning of the sword resembled a small black flower that held eight Petals, this was also outlined in gold. The sheath was special as well, Being the same Red color as the cloth that adorned his hilt, his sheath was home to a black stripe who's length was about 10 inches. It stretched around the length of the case and had gold trimming on either side of it.

All of this information passed through Redd's head as he observed his zanpaktou. The whole purpose of this was to get to know ones sword after all. Though He knew it wasn't necessarily meant in this way But why wouldn't becoming accompanied with ones sword appearance be the first step?

He placed His hands at either end of the red, black, and gold article. Taking deep breaths, quieting his mind. His eyes closed as he allowed his spiritual pressure to flare, reaching out.
Think peace, think understanding, think-
His mantra had been interuppted by a shuffleing noise behind him.
Redd turned and began to open his eyes only to find that he'd been dropped in a completely different scenery.
A dusty apartment, , the white blinds that would have normal blocked the rays of sunlight, coming from the dusk that lay outside, was at a carelessly strewn diagnol manner.The wooden floors creaked as something with two legs crept closer. Redd exploded into action, ripping his zanpaktou from his sheath and turning around to the right, His sword cutting up to a 5 foot radius around him. He'd effectivley sliced the person just above the ankles. Redd stood seconds later to take a gander at who he had killed. A shadow was cast over the the turqoide walls, mahogany brown trimming around the doorways and at the borders of the room he was in, a old t.v. sat near the corner farthest from the young male. Walking over to the window, he took a handful of the plastic blinds and yanked them downwards. The white window cover clanked and clattered as it bounced upon the floor repeatedly before coming to a quiet stop.

All things audible seemed to be non-existent for a few seconds as Redd glared down at the street in front of him. The glass of the window before him remained slightly opaque, fogging up with every breath he took.
It was cold outside, yet pillar orange sunlight that shone through brough him warmth, comfort even. A gurgling moan from behind him brought him to attention. He'd known his attackers life force hadn't been completely snuffed out immediatly after his attack. But due to its severity, he should have bled out in a matter of minutes.
Redd spun to gaze down upon who had attacked him, his eyes met something much more disturbing than what he'd been expecting.

Redd's eyes slid down the likes of his attacker. The person held a black, scraggly, greasy head of hair, who's length could have reached her wait- had she been standing. Though this was only the second thing to strike the young male as odd. Her skin shone as if she'd been bathed in oil, but it was a sickly green. Chunks of flesh were missing, and these lasarations oozed a purple liquid that stunk like nothing else. Her clothes ( which were nothing more than a tattered white shirt and a jeans were also covered in blood.

Redd twisted the right side of his face up in disgust, it was apparent what this girl had become.
He raised his sword high into the air just over head, forcing it down with a slight grunt. With in seconds she stopped her crawling advance towards him, convulsing and then laying still.
He'd only waited a few second before removing his steel from the girls head. The same purple liquid that was now soaking into the floor where she'd previously been bleeding out now bubbled up out of the slit in her skull, creating drip lines that crawled down her hair and onto the floor.
Using his zanpaktou for leverage in order to turn her over Redd squatted down to get a close look.
Her eyes were a dull white , even her irises. A red Residue was caked all about her face, mainly around her mouth. her fingernails had been reduced to nothing, shards of them missing as if she'd spent most of her time clawing as something or the other.
The boy took a deep breath before standing, the wooden floor boards beneath him squeaking as if to protest his standing on them.

His character completely changed as a small poofed itself into existence onto the chocolate colored male's face. This was shortly followed by a methodical chuckled and then full on laughter.
"THIS IS SO COOL"
He'd yelled at the top of his lungs continuing on
"I've heard of extraordinary concepts when it came to a zanpaktous inner world but this takes the cake! I mean a zombie apocalypse ?!?!
He spoke to himself, over joyed at the fact that one of his most prominent and prepared for humanly fantasies could be indulged any time he wanted.
Well, a zombie to be exact....

Redd whipped his sword downwards, clearing it of the good that he assumed was meant to be a blood.
But If my zanpaktou spirit isn't here... then where is she?

A few moments of thought had brought him to the realization of the only place she could be as his eyes darted towards the worn wooden door that was just across the room.

Outside

His zanpaktou made a metal rumbleing sound as its pointed tip scratched the floor, as it was dragged in the direction of the door, in tow of the young shinigami. Redd outstreatched his hand and twisted the doorknob, completely unsure of what was on the other side.
He'd just cracked the door when it was thrown towards him, The hard matierial smashing into his forhead and knocking him onto his back, directly the pool of disgusting purple slime. The door swung the rest of the way open, hitting the wall behind it.

In front of him was now a girl who has begin to lower her leg, she'd obviously just kicked the door in.




"Were.... were you waiting for me...? "
He said to her n a questioning tone, it wasn't yet apparent weather or not she was infected... but it didn't seem to be the case

The girl spoke in a voice that was far more stern than expected

"Chizana Kumo"

Wha- ?

She was suddenly in front of him, kneeling down on one knee, He right hand on his forehead Her skin was flawless, Her black hair shone with a red undertone, her crimson eyes meeting his, unmoving.

" My name.. is Chizana Kumo.. This is my world, and I am the spirit of your zanpaktou. "

Redd's eyes darted about hers still at a loss for words.
The female stood, a smirk forming on her face as she outstreatched the hand that had previously resided on his head.
"But you can call me Chizana for short."
Content with this he outstreatched a hand to hers, as he was being hauled up by the female, all of their surroundings seemed to fall out of place. The walls flew downwards into nothingness, the floor was cascaded downwards, the ceiling flying high out of view, revealing nothing but utter blackness.
All that remained was the two and before long, even the girl began to drift. away, as if the blackness that surrounded them was now an conveyor belt pulling her away
"Wait!"
He spoke out to her
"Shouldn't we talk more or somthing ? Isn't the point of this to get to know you?"

"We will soon .." Her voice trailed off as she raised her left hand, giving him a two finger salute as she completely disappeared from view.

The steady sound of running water trickled into his mind.
He opened his eyes. and here he was, cross legged. sitting in the underground sewer system, his zanpaktou laying about his lap. He said the name over and over in his mind

Chizana Kumo