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Rahvir looked at Damion. "Not a bad name..." Rahvir looked around and then back at his new ally. "I'm not a strict commander, unlike those shinigami, so I really don't care what you do as long as you don't fight any of the following hollows. Naniyori, Asmodean, Saizo, and myself. That list may change in the near future." Rahvir looked into the sky for a moment. "Add Fury and Vicious to that list. If they attack you defend yourself but otherwise I don't want them as enemys." Rahvir sat back down. "Any question, Damion?" Rahvir expected a few but his little friend might be a little overwhelmed at the moment to answer.

Asmodean grinned at Rahvir then turned his attention to Damion. A rogue shinigami? How interesting. That might make things interesting. Never known a shinigami to join with hollows, a Vizard maybe but never a plain shinigami. Asmodean was impressed that Rahvir had ammassed such a list of followers... minus the two last one. Seems Rahvir has added me to his little group without telling me... ohh well. Its for the best. Asmodean knew he was a fairly powerful hollow but a little protection never hurt.

Rahvir looked at the horizon. "Not really. Until you get to the far reachs this place pretty much looks the same everywhere. If you follow my reiatsu you will find this spot again if you do wander off. Otherwise I would stay around here if I were you. If you are a rogue shinigami then your people will be looking for you on earth, no? They will never expect you to ally yourself with a hollow to gain passage to Hueco Mundo. Atleast I don't think they would travel here. Most die in a few hours, the ones that don't are captains... or in your case have a group of hollows to semi-protect you. Most will thing the shinigami reiatsu they sense here will be my prey or even Asmodeans. They will not try to steal from someone who could beat a gillian menos." Rahvir could feel his power approaching that of Arrancar. It seems I'm almost there.... I wonder if Damion will get to see the change. Rahvir looked at the young shinigamis Zanpaku-tou, sensing a flux in reiatsu for a moment. What just happened with his sword?

Damion Twisted around once more and unseathing his blade looking at it and said"What just happened" He then Seathed it and walked back to the Hollow."So what now Hollow. "He looked at the Hollow with a blank stare and looked around once more at the Vast lands of the hollow.

((Off for the night. ))

As saizo sat in the grass, handweaving, he began to daydream about his death.

FLASHBACK


Saizo walked into the small, hidden tent in the forest. He had been told he was to have a Class A assignation mission today, but he wanted to be sure. He walked into the tent, the smell of inscense burning his eyes. Kuro, the shinobi in charge greeted him heartily. “Saizo! How are ‘ya?” Saizo smiled. “I am well, Kuro.” Kuro laughed heartily again. “You’ve always been horrible with conversation, Saizo, but you are the best at what you do, and that doesn’t require words, just action. That’s why I like you, no idol talk, just action! And that’s why I assigned you to this mission. You are going on a Class A assassination today.” Saizo smiled. That is what he needed to know. “Details.” Kuro glared at him, and then busted out laughing. “A go-getter! Well, the samurai warlord, Kyo, has done a little too much in his own interest, and we need him down. You have been chosen to carry out the honors, because you are the best we have. Kill him. I don’t care how, as long as he’s dead, and nothing leads back to me. Other than that, you have complete freedom. Pull this off, and you get your 2000 ryo, as well as a promotion to village leader. Dismissed.”

Saizo saluted, and walked out, with a grin on his face. This is childs play. I can do this He went back to his personal tent, and began packing his pack with everything he would need; Shurikens, kama, kunai, his favorite katana, and a few lucky charms. Saizo had always been superstitious. He kissed his wife, and kissed two daughters, the only people who heard him talk regularly. He walked out of the tent, waving to them, and promised to be home soon.

Saizo walked down the familiar, well-worn donkey path that led into one of the side villages. He bought a loaf of bread, and left it in a field for the birds. He loved the sound of birds. As he walked, the samurai palace loomed over him. He slipped on his shuko, and his ashiko, and threw a grapplig hook onto a lower ledge, climbing up, and hiding in some bushes, listening closely for clues. Two maids walked past, complaining. “Well, sakura, I am sick of Lord Kyo summoning me up to the north tower all of the time, to satisfy his… needs.” , the two women walked past, not even noticing Saizo. He ran across the dirty street, hiding in the shadows, and ducking behind a garbage pail. When he was sure the coast was clear, he threw a grappling hook onto the roof of a building, and climbed up. He could see the Tower from here. There were three guards patrolling around the tower. He ran, jumping from rooftop to rooftop, undetected, and made it to the side of the tower. He waited for the first guard, his katana at the ready. The guard rounded the corner and screamed, as a katana was plunged into his belly. The second and third guards suffered the same fate. Saizo was in the clear now, all of the other guards were practicing their archery in the field, paying no attention to the tower. Saizo used his shuko, ashiko, and grappling hook, to help him climb the tower. About halfway up, he heard the whistling of an arrow coming toward him. s**t He though, he assumed he had been detected. The arrow hit the rope, about 50 feet above him. If a samurai had been aiming, they would have hit closer. Saizo fell to his death, landing in the shadow of the tower. As he fell, his last thought was My honor…


It had been nearly 300 years, and this still bothered him. I... must restore my honor! , he thought as he continued handweaving.

((Is there a telekenetic here? I thought there was only Saizo, Asmodean, Rahvir, and You. Unless you think that Saizo is a kenetic, which he isn't. He's a hollow. ))

Rahvir sighed as he thought about his former life. He now looked of a monster, not the young man he was. Rahvir knew hollows had their face in life hidden under their mask. I've heard of things called Arrancars.... hollows who tore off their own mask... but you must be powerful. Rahvir looked at his hands and grinned. I am powerful! Rahvir stood up and grinned. Rahvir grabbed the side of his mask. "Hey Damion. Wanna see something cool?" In one swift motion Rahvir tore off his mask to reveal... a substitution mask under it. "Hehe. Just kidding... now you'll see something cool." Rahvir grabbed the mask. "Don't blink." He tore off the mask and a blinding flash of light enveloped him and the area around him, making it impossible to see. I did it ! I can feel the power running through me! The light cleared to show a young man who is 5'9" and lithe. His hair is black and long, it almost comes over his eyes and in the back reachs a few inches past his shoulders. His eyes are a very light blue that seem to be looking through you not at you. His skin is fair and smooth and he is clean shaven. He wears an altered shinigami robe that is snow white with a kitsune mask on the back that looks exactly like his own when he was a hollow. Rajar hangs on his back in a white and gold sheath, his false Zanpaku-tou hangs on his white belt in a white and gold sheath.

You have no right to rule over me I have more power than you yourself so why is it that you carry me around like some damn tool.Damion looked around with confused expression on his face and said"Who are you". "Your soon to be death boy". Damions blade shattered into radiant black feathers. Which attacked Damion at great speeds slashing him and giving him large gashes over his neck and arms. It was fairly easy to dodge them but the hard part was that they were apart of his blade which meant his own weapon was going to wipe him out. As he dodged he knew the only thing he could do was wait this out till his Zanpakuto was out of Reiatsu they run out don't they. I won't be used as a tool by someone weaker than myself


.Damion was to busy dodging for his life to listen. The feathers almost hit him in vital spots a few times but very few after about 15 minutes Of dodging he could Dodge no more. And collapsed to the ground the feathers came at him like flying daggers. It was the end there was only one thing he could do "Kret...no..kaft...no Krad!". The feathers stopped right there and were sucked into the hilt of his Zanpakuto till blasting themselves out as a normal Katana .He let out a sigh of relief. Power how do I obtain it ,it's no longer just something I can use to avenge my friends it's something I need to contain my Zanpakuto it released itself I'll die If that happens again. He then looked to the group of Hollows he was traveling with and remembered what he had said on Earth .The power of a hollow is that be feared. He jumped up and charged over to Ravhir "h..how can I obtain the powers of a hollow " he waited there for an response .