Time to die!

Fri Dec 28, 2012 10:25 pm

Why was he here? To fight, What did he find? WEAKLINGS!

"Pathetic" Were the words that came out of the mouth of the Vizard known as Reng, His face covered with a mask, It wasn't his hollow mask, But it was close. Dust boomed up from the ground as he slaughtered hollow after hollow "Pathetic! Pathetic Pathetic PATHETIC!" He shouted over and over again, He hadn't even released his Zanpakutō yet, Hell, He hadn't even drawn it yet "Why is there not a single person worthy of my strength!" He shouted, Grabbing the hilt of his Zanpakutō, And as he drew it his jet black Reiatsu surged up around him "Kurayami no naka de subete o kaba, Kyūkyoku no yami" which, In english, Was "Cover everything in Darkness, Ultimate Darkness" And as he drew his blade a black streak of lightning surged from his blade, piercing straight through the masks of every hollow that stood around him.

"Come on Hueco Mundo! Send everything you have! Send your strongest after me! Send me someone WORTHY of my power!" He said with a sadistic laugh, Hollow after hollow seeming to race towards the surging Reiatsu that he was giving off "COME ONE COME ALL! COME TO YOUR DEATH!" He let out a sadistic laugh again as his Reiatsu continued to spike up around him, Becoming more then visible as he raised his blade in a horizontal fashion "NONE OF YOU ARE WORTHY OF MY BANKAI!" It was at this point he began to actual pour out his speed, Using his Shunpo to move rapidly between each and every hollow that appeared, Each one being sliced and cut down before it could even do anything. This of course, Was hardly even an ounce of his power, Such weak attacks and use of Shunpo was nothing compared to what he could truly do, He still hadn't even used his true Shikai attacks, He hadn't used Bankai, And most importantly...He hadn't even shown his mask yet

Sun Dec 30, 2012 8:25 pm

Noticing a spiritual pressure not too far from the park, boredom and curiosity lured a young Quincy to check out the source of it all. Gradually approaching at a steady pace, he could clearly sense the arrival and departure of several Hollows, as well as a form of spiritual pressure that was similar to that of a Shinigami, yet was still slightly different. As a Quincy, he had no trouble at all with reading and keeping track of Reiatsu, and even though he was still several hundreds of meters away, he could already tell what was going on just by reading the spiritual pressures coming from his desired location. Every step he took made it easier for him to read it, though what he came to figure out was something he could not condone at all. Someone was drawing Hollows from their world of Hueco Mundo by releasing excess amounts of Reiatsu, something that worked like a lure to which they swarmed like flies. Approaching with a few rapid steps, it was time for him to end this display of power that could get out of hand quite soon. The killing of Hollow was fine, though this was not just taking care of Hollows in the city, this was done by drawing them out of their own dimension in order to kill them, and that was just wrong. Hollow had a right to live just like any other when in their own world, though it was their hungry and bestial nature that made them a threat to Humanity, this same hunger for battle and bestiality shown by the one slaying them.

The nerve of some people was beyond what Hitoshi could ignore, seeing as these activities put other people’s lives in danger. Drawing in so many Hollow could cause some of them to stray away from the rest and potentially harm others, killing people or feeding on wandering souls. Something had to be done about this guy that seemed mentally disturbed, not caring if his actions hurt others. Hitoshi was not a protector of humanity, at least he did not consider himself to be one, but when things happened this close to home, something simply had to be arranged. Using his agility and speed to rapidly get onto a nearby building, he kept his Reiatsu supressed to the level of a normal human, making it so he would not draw too much attention from the Hollows to him when he did so, remaining below the radar. Keeping an eye on the man’s features, he did not seem like the kind of person that would take things easy when asked, so he would not take any chances. Noticing a dark type of attire, he was wearing black gloves, a red jacket with black lining and a lot of covering several parts of his body. Finally, what seemed like a dark kimono bottom adorned his lower half of his body while long silvery white hair was swinging wildly with every move he made, just like the sword that was surely a Zanpakutō, just like Haruichi. Not knowing the kind of power this guy had, it seemed like the best idea to call him out right now, before things got to a worse point.

“You need to stop doing what you’re doing kid. Now, I’m not a very intimidating person, nor am I very aggressive, though I suggest you listen to what I have to say before it’s too late. You can get innocent people hurt or killed this way, so if you don’t quit, I’m going to have to take care of the problem, if you catch my drift” he said, being quite serious in his dealings, though not really having the posture to back it up. Simply standing on the roof of the building with his hands in his pockets, he would wait and see, figuring that the man would most likely be too dim to respond with anything other then violence. It did not matter, because if the man would want violence, he could get violence. Hitoshi was a strong Quincy, and he could surely do his best to protect the city, even if it meant having to take down a troublesome person such as the one up in the air, killing one Hollow after the other. Knowing from experience that killing mere Hollows did not require a whole lot of power or skill, it at least showed that he was not one of the weaklings that was crapped out by the underbelly of the Soul society, coming to the earth to wreak havoc. No, this guy at least knew what he was doing when handling a sword, and that just made things more interesting.

Sun Dec 30, 2012 9:09 pm

As the Quincy spoke there was a sudden change in the atmosphere. What was it? Well, A quick glance wouldn't show anything at all, However, Someone who was quick with their eyes would notice the male had stopped entirely, His surging Reiatsu stopped and as a result the hollows stopped coming, However...They didn't leave, The ones with the good eyes would see the male reaching up for his mask, Taking it off and dropping it and shortly after, A laugh came from him, One that didn't stop as his hand reached up to his face, A white solid substance slowly starting to form over his face, His laughter slowly but surely changing, Starting to slowly resemble more of a hollow voice until the mask was entirely formed, The laughter stopped shortly after.

However, Those who were observant would notice this wasn't a normal mask......No, This was a hollows mask, And shortly after the male let out a loud screeching roar that was exactly like a hollows, He raised his blade to be level with the other hollows heads. He vanished and appeared outside of the circle they had formed as a red orb began to glow at the front of his hand, An intelligent person would already know exactly what this was, Cero. Only a few short moments after it started the Cero was shot from its starting location and enveloped every hollow that was in front of him, Obliterating every one before he vanished again and appeared behind the male "And who are you to try and tell me what to do?" He asked, His blade pointing towards the males throat.

"Last I checked a Quincy had no right to engage in trying to tell a Shinigami what to do, Let alone one who commands a hollow's powers" His mask was similar to the one he had on before except with the streak of red up the center and two 'talon' like streaks extending down from the bottom of his eyes "Tell me Quincy, What is your name? If you prove yourself strong enough, I'll add it to my list of worthy foes" He said, A cero starting to form at the tip of his blade, Giving the Quincy little time to respond before it was fired off, Aimed straight for the Quincy's head.

Sun Dec 30, 2012 11:00 pm

Watching how the man formed a mask of what seemed to be ivory out of thin air, it seemed as if this man was something he had heard about from his mother, and read about in his grandfather’s journal. It seemed that some Soul reapers had the ability to tap into the power of a Hollow by tapping into some form of Hollow source inside of their own souls, donning a mask and being able to use their powers as if they were their own. Shortly after putting his mask on and hearing how his voice turned into one that was rather distorted, he disappeared from the untrained eye, though not from his. His focus and natural senses were so well trained that he could follow the man as if he were simply running, though one was not to mistake this for being able to move at the same pace, for his own Hirenkyaku was not at the same level as the man’s Shunpo was. Watching him as he stopped moving, he fired what was clearly the Hollow’s signature move, the Cero, evaporating those that had gathered around him in an instant. It was an interesting sight to see, though he believed that this man was not interested in that kind of thing.

When he once again moved to point the tip of his blade at him from behind, he instead used his less potent Hirenkyaku to move to the side, showing that he had no intention to fight just yet. Opening what seemed to be a shadow at the end of his trail, he kept moving at it while using Hirenkyaku and his own natural speed to move into the mass of swirling darkness. “If you want to fight, we will not be doing it here, so simmer down sparky. I’ll tell you what you want to know once we’re on the other side” he said, moving through the darkness, tempting the Vizard to follow him through. Not more then a second after jumping into the Shadows, he stepped out again in a much darker world. Hueco Mundo would be the location for their battle, if the man had the guts to follow him into the world that was home to the creatures he had been eagerly killing earlier. Hitoshi did not feel like having Karakura to be the scene of their battle, and doubted that his opponent would even care where the fight would take place, as long as he got to have it.

Once he got out of the shadows, he figured that the masked guy would not be far behind him. Not drawing any kind of weapon just yet, he held his necklace in the palm of his hand, capable of drawing one whenever he had to. Before they would fight, he had some things he wanted to ask him about, after which the man could get all the fight he wanted out of him. He had shown this Shinigami that he was not an opponent to be taken lightly by dodging the Cero while he was still charging it, showing the speed required to keep up with someone like him. Still, he was certain that this Shinigami… Hollow… whatever he was would get more then he bargained for when he stepped through the portal and into the dark dimension of the Hollows.

Mon Dec 31, 2012 1:31 pm

Reng watched as the man moved away and tried his best to keep his distance, Looking around he figured this man was probably correct...Though he was a Vizard, He was still a Shinigami. Despite his nature, He wasn't going to needlessly destroy this city and risk being executed. If he was executed, How could he beat everyone? So he followed the male into the 'portal' he had opened and as a result into the dimension the male had taken them too, Not even wanting to waste anymore time as his time had already been wasted quite considerably "Answer the questions as I kill you" He told him, And not a moment after his feet touched the ground he vanished from his spot, Appearing behind the male with his blade coming down, Aiming to either cleave the man in half in one swing, Or force him to move.

The likelihood of the male allowing the attack to hit was pretty slim, He knew that. As a result, If the attack did miss and hit the ground it'd send out a small shockwave and cause a small crater, However it wasn't long after that that he'd vanish yet again and appear above them, Extending his blade upwards "Yami no mofu" This, Was what some would call his weakest technique for Shikai, As he spoke a blanket began to descend around them, Their sight slowly but surely fading as they were enshrouded within a blanket of darkness. "This is my Inner World" He told him, Which it wasn't, But his inner world was nothing but darkness, So in essence this WAS his Inner World in a way. "Tell me Quincy, How does it feel to be robbed of your sight and unable to see anything?"

While this robbed the sight, It didn't hinder Reiatsu sensing. As a result, he could still sense where Reng was if he tried. However, He'd have to be fast because Rengs senses were just as sharp as his blade, If not sharper and if he didn't act fast he'd be struck from behind "Futago no yami o nomikomu no subete" Which meant in english, Twin Darkness, Swallow everything. His most powerful Shikai technique, He sent out two of the projectiles, One on either side of him (Though knowing what two sides was impossible, Only that they were both opposite each other).

Tue Jan 01, 2013 7:28 pm

“Such aggression…”

Appearing behind him with the same type of movement, it became apparent that the man was becoming highly predictable. Whenever he engaged, he used the Shunpo technique to get within range and then attack with a power strike, rather then using subtle tactics or anything of a kind. Rapidly forming a large type of weapon that seemed like a short spear, he turned his body with quite a brunt of speed and power, the momentum made by the spin further amplifying the amount of damage he would cause to the Zanpakutō of his opponent. The blunt spear formed out of the reishi of Hueco Mundo made for a very strong surface, while any damage caused to the spear could easily be repaired by using more particles or simply by discarding the spear and forming a brand new one. Holding the spear with both hands, the spear collided with the sword, his blunt force and the speed carried with it being enough to chip the cutting edge of his opponent Zanpakutō, surely crippling the man for the remainder of the battle. When he applied even more force to his spear, he would try to push the man away from him, forcing him to break off his assault if he wanted to keep his sword in one piece.

It was his own fault, for the brute force he placed behind his Zanpakutō made it so that the cutting edge, and with that the entire surface of the Zanpakutō that would collide with a harder surface would break. Adding that Hitoshi was naturally stronger and faster, the momentum carried behind the two weapons would only go to further amplify the damage that would be dealt to it. Upon collision, a shockwave was caused that would push both him and his target back a fair deal. Stepping into the sand behind him, the distance made between them would serve him well, for it would certainly slow down the battle for a bit, while he was sure that the damage caused to the cutting edge of his blade would also serve the same goal. “My name is Hitoshi Hikaru, and like you said, I am a Quincy. To answer your question, it matters very little to me that you are a Shinigami, least of all one with Hollow powers. All I care about is that people don’t get hurt, and what you did put people in danger, while butchering Hollow is just cheap” he said, using the period of time that was available for him to speak and answer one of the questions the man had asked of him.

He was not one for talking in the heat of battle, finding that it only made it harder for him to focus on the thing that was in front of him, the thing that required all of it. “I don’t know you, nor do I know why you are this aggressive, though I want to take this time to tell you that if you really wish to continue this fight, I cannot assure your own safety, nor can I promise to keep that blade of yours in one piece.” With that said, he had said all he had been wanting to get out to the man, and the real fight could now either begin, or end if the man would choose to withdraw himself from the fight. As always, the fight would be determined by his opponent, not by him.

Sat Feb 16, 2013 11:20 am

The male seemed to think his Zanpakutō a cheap toy as he assumed his spear had damaged it. Sadly for him, This was not the case. Damaing a Zanpakutō even in it's sealed state required a VERY great deal of effort, Damaging or breaking a Zanpakutō that was in it's Shikai form was nearly impossible and to top that, Breaking a Zanpakutō that was in it's Bankai state...Anything short of a God's strength was a laugh, so the small amount of force between the two that had been exerted was nowhere near enough to do anything to his blade "You seem to be under the impression that I am a weak and pathetic shinigami who would succumb to an ill thought threat to break my Zanpakutō." He raised his blade up to point at the Quincy "You are the one who started this, Thinking that I endanger a town when there isn't a hollow alive that I can't kill, It is a Shinigami's duty to dispatch hollows, That's all I was doing. If you are to try and put me on trial for doing my duty then you are just as bad as the hollows" His voice was very deep with his Mask on. "Tell me, Quincy, When was the last time you saw your own blood?"

The entire assumption that he could even chip a Bankai'd Zanpakutō was laughable at best, This Quincy thought himself vastly more powerful then Reng which was another laughable matter, And with his Mask...There was no way this Quincy was defeating Reng easily.
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