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Let's Get this On!


Colin began to sense something after a while. He looked left and
right slowly, eventually locating Setsudan. He smiled then, as he knew that is
was likely that Setsudan had not yet sensed his awareness. He hadn’t been Vice
Colonel of the Stealth Ops for nothing, and his training was beginning to prove
useful. However, he suddenly heard Zin’s voice in his mind, and spun around,
looking in all directions with his cybernetic eye. Suddenly he saw it in the
distance, and he felt overwhelmed, for just a moment. He felt Setsudan appear
behind him and speak. He allowed him to do so before he felt him disappear with
quite an effect. Colin smiled wide, disappearing himself, hitting his chest. He
was using his Shunpo, arriving at the scene after just a few seconds, seeing
his former Colonel, Ravana Ichiro, in the fray, supporting Zin. He appeared
again at the edge of the field, Having marked his opponent
before he disappeared. His eye had seen the owner of the energy fire a large
energy blast, like a cero. As he appeared on the scene, he watched as Ravana
countered the cero intended for Zin. Colin, appearing from 20 feet in the air,
saw all the black observation spheres all around. He wasn't sure their purpose,
but he could sense Zin's reiatsu within them, so they must be alright. Colin
observed the field for just a moment, deciding on a choice of action. It was a
large-scale battle, which meant a big no-no to his Shikai, which was much
preferential to a two on one or a one on one. So, that left his Bankai or his
mask, both of which would be effective. He didn't want to reveal everything he
had right away, as this was still his testing by Zin, despite what was going
on. His tilly hat was blowing in the wind on his back, knocking against it,
kept onto his person only by its string. Colin smiled, making his choice. As he
reached back, he picked up his hat, and placed it upon his head, his smiling
widening. As the hat found its proper place on his head, an emerald reiatsu
burst from his body, allowing everyone to sense his presence. It was all a part
of his plan, and he really didn't care what anyone else thought. A emerald
light shone on his back, and then out of it his wings formed, flapping out,
stretching. His hair soon followed, the emerald highlights spreading from the roots
of his hairs to the tips. His pupils followed suit, and he stood with his back
straight and with most of the mutants attention upon him, which is just what he
wanted. He swiveled downwards, his hand pressing his hat down onto his skull as
he descended. He didn't use Shunpo, and watched as the mutants gathered to
where he was descending, certain in their numbers. 3 feet in front of the
tallest mutant, they all jumped on him, ripping at his flesh. However, they
mass was confused, seeing that… there was nothing there to hit! Colin
appeared on the ground, behind the general focus of the mass, his arms crossed.

"Wind Blade. Hope ya enjoy it!"

From in front of his arms fired a cross made of invisible
reiatsu, moving as the wind did, sharp and destructive. It hit through the
mass, slicing through most of the gathered mutants there, creating a bloody
pool as the usually red liquid spurted from the wiggling mass. Colin
disappeared again, leaving the wounded either to die or to care for their dead.
He had began an incantation as he disappeared, and finished as he arrived
before his target. He reappeared in front of the great mutant, his right palm
pointing and his left wing gone. Colin cried:

"Bakudo 61: Six light Rod Prison!"

The rods shot out, attempting to slam themselves into the mutant
ringleader. Colin could sense that Zin was a bit busy with someone's foot at
the moment, so he had taken it upon himself to destroy this boss. This plan of
his had two parts: Distract and Destroy. His rods were to primarily distract.
If the beast dodged them, his focus would be upon them, and the he would be
open for attack from behind. Behind the beast was Colin's left wing, the
feathers swirling around a central point as the blade-like feathers collided
with him. The feathers were both. If the beast was hit by the rods, he would be
ripped up by the cloud. If not, then either he was distracted and was hit with
the cloud or was distracted yet again by it. In any case, Colin reappeared
within the cloud after it hit, returning the feathers into his hand and the
right wing following, quickly forming the feather blade as the distracted beast
was most likely wondering what was going on.
Colin swung down on him, the blade extending as his arm went up and as
it attempted to hit retracting. If that attack hit, it would repeatedly slash
the monster as it retracted since the blade was coming back to him.

Then he ran into the mutant, a suicide charge as it seemed. He
ran directly into him, giving himself up. Or so it seemed. As he had run, he had dissolved the blade
into the distinct individual feathers. He had used an afterimage, most likely
surprising the Mutant leader. The different feathers were manipulated by him as he passed, slicing into
the mutants skin again. The wings reformed as he reappeared behind the beast, and he was ready for
action, spinning around. He pushed off the ground, his wings increasing his
speed by giving him a boost by flapping his wings and increasing his momentum.
He aimed to nail the beast in the back, which may change to chest if it turned
around to the speeding Vizard. His foot lashed, trying to connect directly with
it. If it hit, he would press off, flipping backwards onto the ground. If he
missed, he would Shunpo to where he had been before and continue. In ether
case, he smiled, firing a reasonably
large bala directly at the beasts face. He used shunpo one last time, reappearing
among the gathered group, smashing the face of one of the mechanized beasts as
he passed with his foot, pushing his way in and knocking it away from them.

He saw Zin being kicked, and nearly leapt in, but as he saw
Setsudan and Ravana not react, he just thought that he would let that sort
itself out. His feathers were still in wing form, and he noticed that Ravana
was in Shikai. No matter how little it changed, it still couldn't escape the
observational prowess of his cybernetic eye. That and he had seen it before.
Setsudan seemed to also have released… Something, as his reiatsu he was giving
off had changed. Colin smiled, deciding
to take the next wave of mutants himself. There would be time to greet and talk
about the events (as well as the stories involving many mutant guts) later, but
for now Colin had to focus. The feathers
formed into his blade, and he shot it out. It shot past a demon, causing it to
flinch but seeing the blade had missed, continued. Colin gave a smaller smile
as the blade's extending path turned, and it wrapped itself around the small
packet of mutants, about 12 or 13. They slammed into them, pressing them
together and cutting into them, immobolizing and trapping them. Colin gave a
grunt and a mighty heave as he swung the sword to the right, dragging along the
cluster of mutants with it, most of the outer edges just corpses. Many of the
feathers had changed color from the blood, and would be noticeable as the mass
flew through the air. It was a bit like a ball on a chain, except much larger
as the mutants slammed into others, knocking them down and the feathers edges
cutting them. He did a complete rotation,
meaning that the others would need to duck just a bit to dodge it, since
Colin's hands were above his tall head. Then, as a wave came towards them, he
threw his arms back and brought them back as fast as he could. He swung down,
the mutants building an incredible amount of momentum as gravity performed its
sacred duty. What goes up…Colin thought to himself, his eyes
following the mutants weapon ascending above his head, Must. Come. Down. He
watched with that smile on his face as the mutants went down again, straight
into the approaching mass of mutants,
completely scattering them and even squishing some flat. He released the
mutants he had 'Borrowed', all of them dead from that final smashing. The sword
returned to normal, and he knew that they would have some peace, at least for a few moments.
He turned to Ravana, and he saw that Zin was being attacked by someone he
didn't know. However, he looked again, and realized who it must be. His
rival/friend Stefan of the Monsuta had described this man. He didn't know much
about him, and wasn't allowed to tell Colin anything but what he looked like.
This man was a member of the Monsuta. More than just a member of them, the
Organizations Commander. And he was attacking Zin, the commander of the Vizard
Corps. Colin wondered if there was some kind of rivalry between them or what,
but their was some obvious tension. He looked over to Ravana, his wings
reformed on his back, folding onto his back, and his tilly hat having fallen
back onto his back after the kick, asking the Colonel of Sector 4 a question:

“So, Colonel” He began,
still in the same respectful tone he had used when he first met Colonel Ichiro
“What do you think of the situation so far? You got here before me; did I miss
anything? Anything you can give me could be of use. And Colonel” He gave Ravana
time to answer, and then he turned, facing the next wave of advancing mutants
and putting his weight on his front
foot, leaning down into it, bending the knee.

“Thanks. For everything you
did for me in Sector 4. Now, let’s dust these slobs!”

Colin flew out again, going
his max speed, vanishing and reappearing in front of the lead beast almost
instantly, having gone through the hole in the defenses of mechs to escape. He
came out of a spin, his leg fully extended, hitting the mutant full on. It
tried to block with its sword, but as unable to stop Colin’s rock solid kick,
giving him a small scratch just above his knee. Then his body obeyed gravity
and hit the ground, still spinning. He put down his arms as he spun and the
other mutants converged on him. His wings continued to speed him up and beat
furiously as he spun faster and faster, extending his legs out to the side,
like a top. That kept the mutants back, although he was scratched on the cheek
by an arrow and gained a small bruise on his ankle from a disagreement he had
had with the large hammer owned by a mutant who was currently falling into his
smaller companions, killing some of them instantly. Colin, having gained enough
rotation, shifted his wings into the blade that they were meant to be and
extended it all the way, acting like a blender to the gathered mass of mutants
that tried to press onto him. Most lost their lives instantly as they were cut
from their various body parts. Others with some kind of resistance or toughness
got to feel a high amount of pain as they tried to stop Colin’s rotation, being
beat back until their bodies gave out. Only 5 of that horde were able to resist
the blade, gaining only a few scratches from its cuts. Colin pressed up off the
ground, into the air, his body righting itself and the blade becoming wings
again. His tilly hat stopped spinning and hit his back only one time before he
disappeared once more, a large arrow flying through the space he had just occupied.
He reappeared in front of the archer with the longbow, the mutant scratched up
and panting. Colin appeared with his fist under the mutants waist, as it had a
human form. It seemed to be some cross between human and demon, crafted onto
one another. It repulsed Colin to see this. What.
A. Waste! He shot his arm up, into the beings guts, getting through the
skin saying:

“Hado number 31, Shakoho!”

Fire shot from his hand in
the mutant and basically exploded it, causing goop to fly. As it left his hand
and touched the mutant, Colin lept back, avoiding any of the goop from touching
him. He backed up into another mutant, who grabbed him from behind. He planted
his feet, then sumo-slammed the much larger mutant from behind, pulling his
plasma knife out as he did so and jumping on the winded mutant. He plunged it
into its neck, pulling to the left, removing its skull with the plasma. He
kicked off the dead torso, kicking off the ground again, slamming his shoulder
into another of the surviving mutants with another flap of his wings. He was
knockd back, and he brought the knife around, slamming it where the heart would
be. Then he tripped the beast with a bit of fancy footwork, kicking behind its
legs. He grabbed the knife as he passed, turning from the momentum of the kick.
It ripped through the mutant’s heart, killing it instantly. As gravity brought
the corpse down, Colin’s hold on his knife pulled it from the mutants body, leaving it for dead. Colin spun around, throwing two feathers each at the last two mutants. The slammed deep into their organs, rupturing them and giving them a slow death. Then Colin jumped off the ground into the air, allowing for a detailed look around the battlefield...