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 Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 7:47 pm
Shiro could only look ahead as a figure appeared behind the ice that suddenly shattered. Asuma Haruka. The defected Shinigami Vice Captain. That was so many years ago. This man has alone far surpassed the powers of a mere vice captain. Even Captain... Shiro silently focued his reiatsu to his wounds to close them off. Even after that fight, he still had so much reiatsu. He felt a sudden form of hate against this man. He could only recall that Asuma was recruited in a special part of soul society. Zaigou... They had the power to repel hollow attacks and nullify his powers. Shiro was unseated when Asuma went into this special force. He heard Asuma mutter a few words before releasing his shikai. the gravitational pull of his shikai was overwhelming as the reaitsu levels skyrocketed to levels so high that it looked down upon his own reiatsu.
He wouldn't have time to talk. Maybe he could run... Even Feiy herself had problems fighting this man. There was no way he could win. This man was much too powerful. Shiro... was scared. for his life in fact. Every bone in his body was telling him to run. What business did this man want from Shiro? Was it because he killed those two shinigmai? Of course... all he was saying before was already true. The hunted... that was all that we were. The hunted. Vizard. Defected shinigami. We had to grow stronger to survive.
He watched, as Asuma grinned a mischievous grin. No... it wasn't... it seemed darker. More intense. The looks of a madman when he meets his desire in life. He could only prepare himself for the defensive. There was no point in attacking this man.
Suddenly, Asuma was by his side and prepared attack. Seeing the punch, Shiro quickly managed to dodge the attack that he invoked on him. missing him just by a few millimeters. How he managed to dodge that was rather reflexive. He managed to jump backward just enough to avoid it. He looked toward the direction where Asuma sent the punch. He saw the tower crumble underneath all of the power that was in it.
Not wishing to see his beloved home demolished, Shiro jumped into the air and climbed the skies to greater heights to avoid all conflict on the ground. As he climbed, he couldn't help but notice the rain clouds gathering and the slow moisture start dripping onto his mask.
[Thank you as well Akuma]
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2009 7:54 pm
[You will be seeing me again, I'm going to become a bount so we will be seeing each other on earth some time =). Also take the seal, my medallion that I ripped off and through earlier =) ]
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2009 12:03 pm
As his punch ripped forward, Hgosha's eyes snapped to the area around him, his reiatsu sense flaring out. He had missed...barely. This one would need a little more tact than most...but Hogosha's mind was slightly preocupied. Unbridled hate and rage was running through him, dulling his sense of time, place, and even who he was. Everything was just focused on killing the man who had evaded his punch. Nothing else mattered. In fact, he would probably kill anyone if they tried to interfere. But...even if that were to happen, Hogosha would still go after the man. His body wouldn't let him do anything else. The Zaigou in him burned to see the Vizard's blood. To hear the agony of being cut come from him. It was so morbid, Hogosha wouldn't have ever been able to think it otherwise.
Feeling the rain fall on him, Hogosha's senses tried to discern the different things around him. The rain was small, but at the same time, he had to find shiro out in all of them. Though he was big, the rain would hamper him if he couldn't see him. In this state...only his primal instincts were there.
Quickly turning around, Hogosha's reiatsu flared, as his senses spread out higher. Further. An then...he felt him. Toshiro had climbed into the sky. But why? Well, he would follow. Besides, he would have to clear away all these buildings around him just to get to Shiro if they had stayed down there. And that would have been annoying. His eyes scanning the air, Hogosha felt the reiatsu coming off the Vizard, tasting the different feeling in the air. Going towards it, Hogosha disappeared once again, moving from one area in the air to the next, in quick succession. Gathering reiatsu into his hand, a small ball started to form in the palm of the gauntlet, a dark purple color. As he climbed higher into the air, however, the ball got a white coating on it, while the attack kept charging.
He was close. He could feel it. Toshiro...he was still in the same place he had been standing in. Grinning again, Hogosha went into silent mode, using the speed he had already used from his custom shunpo to propel him forward. The clouds would help him.
Flying forward, Hogosha's hand slightly glowed with the energy around it, while Hogosha's own reiatsu was almost none. Busting through the cloud nearest to Shiro, however, it burst from him, returning back to the levels from before. Instantly, the ball in his hand grew, as he pushed it forward, letting the control of the ball fade.
It exploded.
As the ball was thrust forward, Hogosha had let his control of the packed reiatsu waver, and it exploded forward, like a tornado did to a house. The two reiatsu signatures worked together, the almost black reiatsu-Hogosha's-ripping through the air, while the white reiatsu-Koshiro's-followed, completely obliterating what was left. Since his reiatsu was that of a fully released Zaigou, it would have a much more powerful effect if it hit shiro than on a regular shinigami. The polar opposite of a Hollow's reiatsu, the reiatsu of a Zaigou was made to break them down, burning them to nothing. And that's what it would do if it hit him.
Die...die...die...
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 9:18 am
Soon after rising to the highest part of the atmosphere, Shiro lost sight of Asuma. He could remember the man's eyes. The pure hate against him. The way he acted and maneuvered, it would appear that this man had nothing but a beast controlling his body. Shiro managed to anger the man enough so that his thoughts were clouded and distorted. He would need to use this to his advantage, otherwise it would be his downfall. This man was rather too powerful for even himself to control. That was Shiro's assumption. It may have been the uncontrollable hate against the Vizard. He searched around him in order to look for Asuma. All his eyes met were clouds and endless streams of more clouds as the rain began to heavily fall down upon him. "Aisu Kage Bunshin." He muttered.
Some of the rain drops froze in mid air as they formed together an ice clone. After that, several billion droplets followed as they continued to create more and more clones. They surrounded Shiro. Blades of ice poised as prepared themselves for the upcoming death that was inevitable. All of the clones possessed a Vizard mask as well. With the fusion of shinigami and hollow, their bodies were so much more dense then a normal clone. They merged. They became infused with so much shinigami and hollow energy that Shiro hoped that it would do as a replacement for the unknown as he lowered himself to the town. Shiro took off his mask, the Hollow powers he drew upon lessened and were almost non-existent compared to the one still in the air.
Shiro watched, only seconds before his clone was completely destroyed. Leaving nothing left of it. Even the spiritual energy seemed to have disappeared as well. Asuma, was camouflaged this entire time. This was too much for Shiro... but he couldn't run. Shiro forced his hollow powers again and mulled his mask safely over his face. He felt a surge of reiatsu over his body as he jumped and quickly met Asuma face to face. He gripped his zanpaktou with his right hand and horizontally slashed Asuma. His target was the chest. In his left hand, he charged several Bala blasts into one so that it would be released as a wide spread attack when he used it.
He could feel the opposing reiatsu. How many beings were there? It felt like three opposing forces working as one to kill him. Was Asuma even there anymore?
Yes... a small signature could be felt among the massive mixture of reiatsu. Like a split personality almost. The one taken over right now was the dominant one with the other two fighting for their place of authority over this body.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2009 10:49 am
Seeing that what he had destroyed was nothing more than just a clone, Hogosha became even madder. His mouth opened, as he let out a feral howl, his mind clouding even more. And then...for a second, he couldn't move. His eyes going everywhere, trying to find the reason, he stopped. It was something else. As Toshiro appeared in front of him, he was unable to block the slash that ripped through his chest. Howling again in pain and rage, Hogosha fought against what was controlling him, trying to break free from whatever it was that was controlling him.
GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!
It was Asuma that was holding him. Hogosha could see it now. Crimson reiatsu wrapped around his body in cords, binding him together in that spot. Though the blood from the wound flew forward, it suddenly stopped bleeding. Hogosha's black reiatsu clogged into the wound, using his newly learned blood ability, stopping the wound from bleeding badly. Let...me...go... Hogosha was trying to fight against Asuma, trying to regain control. But he couldn't. Asuma had his reiatsu wound tightly around him, binding him to the spot. He couldn't move.
Your going to calm down. Or I'm not letting you go.
Hogosha growled in the back of his throat, still trying to break free of the thing that was holding him. And then he got it. Relaxing for a moment, the cords loosened. It was Asuma's mistake. Ripping his arms forward, Hogosha broke the cords that were bound around him, as the reiatsu disappeared. As did Asuma's voice. Hogosha disappeared suddenly, moving onto Last Step. The increase in speed didn't make a sound. The afterimage left behind faded quickly, but it hadn't faded completely before Hogosha appeared behind Toshiro.
His left arm flying at the zanpaktou Toshiro held, his hand was covered in black reiatsu. It itched to cover the zanpaktou in Toshiro's hand. Hogosha's reiatsu had an innate ability-degradation. If it touched something, it would slowly start to break down whatever it touched. while his left hand was going for the zanpaktou, Hogosha's right hand flew at Toshiro's back, black reiatsu streaming from the bracer around his forearm. If this hit toushiro, it would hurt. Hurt...being an understatement. It was even more powerful than the punch Toshiro dodged the first time.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 8:01 pm
Shiro was absolutely shocked that the attack he aimed toward Asuma actually affected him. The blade silently slid across his chest as the pressure exerted itself and pushed Asuma backward. Shiro felt a moment of relief as he felt as though he might actually succeed this battle. Cautiously, he jumped backward in order to fend off Asuma's next attack. What he saw, left him stunned. There was a bond of reiatsu that was holding him back from completely killing Shiro with his bare hands. The bonds quickly wrapped over the wound and later moved to reveal that it completely closed off the wound. It was rather curious what kind of forces would do such a thing. Had his hypothesis been correct? Was Asuma trying to take over?
The chances of that was highly probable. What of the other entity? Why was Asuma trying to take over now? Who was this current entity?
Endless streams of questions were flying in throughout to his head. This was beyond his current understanding. What was Asuma's true goal? Was it power? He couldn't answer these alone. He would need some aid in order to answer all of these questions. The recalled the snarling howl that was directed at him as he failed to act. He wasn't thinking things through. Shiro wanted to answer his questions. He didn't think about what he was going to do and what was ahead. He was thinking about all the wrong things. The bonds started to disappear. The slowly unwrapped Asuma's body as the man stared Shiro in the eyes with such distaste.
It only took him seconds to realize what he was staring at. Asuma had moved so quickly that it left an afterimage of himself. An Illusion... Suddenly, he felt something tug on his zanapktou. It was Asuma's left arm. Was this man crazy? He grabbed his zanpaktou with his bare hand. No... maybe it was Shiro was crazy.
He wasn't even allowed the courtesy of finishing his final thoughts before he felt a a force against his back that easily shot through his entire body. He was sent forward, face first into buildings. One, two, three, four, five. Five buildings he was sent through before he ultimately met the ground. Leaving a large crater that cracked the roads and shook buildings. He couldn't even scream. He wasn't even granted the chance. He lay on his face. Unconscious. He coughed. Allowing all of the air to be released from his lungs. He continued to cough. He attempted to push himself up. Only to find his right arm scream in pain, causing him to fall back to the ground. He pushed himself off the ground with his left. He sat on his legs. Breathing heavily. Blood dripping down his right arm, and his head. It hurt to breath. He could already tell that some of his ribs were broken.
Staggering, he reached for his zanpaktou and stood up. His zanpaktou was burning. He didn't hear it before but he heard it now. A scream. Itsuru? Yes... Itsuru was screaming. The blade was slowly rusting and falling apart. "NO! NONONONO!" He screamed. This was Asuma's doing... His mask was still in tact. He still had Arashi... Drawing his power from Arashi and his own spiritual power he thrust his palm at Asuma. There, his hand charged into a white/ blue color. Seconds after that he screamed, "CERO!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 2:43 pm
Watching as Shiro's body flew through the buildings, Hogosha only stared forward, a malicious grin on his face. Yes...yes...the Vizard would soon realize that his zanpaktou, after being touched and corrupted by Hogosha's reiatsu, would slowly decompose and break down. That lone gave Hogosha-the Zaigou half of him, anyway-more satisfaction than watching him fly through the buildings. But...something wasn't right. Something was different about Hogosha now. In the pit of his stomach, Hogosha could feel something...growing. Rage...even more powerful than that of Hogosha's, rushed through him. It was inevitable. Asuma was taking the body back. For now, anyway.
As the Cero flew at him, crimson reiatsu suddenly burst from Hogosha, enveloping him in a crimson sphere. As the cero hit, the sphere shattered. And yet...the cero suddenly stopped. Asuma stood between Hogosha and the Cero, his left arm out, within it held a black ball. A compact Reido. Asuma had taken with him some of Hogosha's reiatsu, and warped it to protect them both from the blast. As soon as Asuma appeared, Hogosha quickly went into master step, appearing in front of Shiro before he could even blink.
Asuma was just as fast.
As Hoghosha's hand was thrown forward, a knuckle knife quickly stopped the strike, as a shockwave was sent flying around. Asuma stood in front of Hogosha, holding back the punch that would most likely end the fight then and there. And yet...Asuma seemed undaunted by his other half's power. Quickly glancing back to Shiro, Asuma gave him a deeply pained look. "Shiro...I'm so sorry...Hogosha...can't control this half of him very well yet. Please...please run while I can still hold him off." Looking back at Hogosha, Asuma's eyes turned cold, as he pushed Hogosha back, by pushing his arm quickly forward. The two started to suddenly strike at one another, punches, slices, and beams flew everywhere. If shiro wanted to escape, he would need to do it now.
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 4:13 pm
Shiro couldn't contain the anger in him as he released his cero with as much reiatsu as he was able to while keeping his mask still in tact. It was to his surprise that it was suddenly canceled out. He angrily narrowed his eyes and looked toward Asuma's direction. Two? There was two Asuma's standing in place. One was holding a black form of reiatsu in his hand. The other one, standing. It was only seconds later that one of the Asuma's disappeared and reappeared in front of Shiro. Shiro held his blade up against Asuma, but all that was left was a small portion of the blade and the guard. His eyes watered in tears as the screaming slowly stopped in his head. The high pitch chirped was suddenly swallowed by Asuma's voice. Itsuru... was gone. No... He could barely accept it. He wanted to kill. Kill this figure in front of him. Both of them. one of the Asuma's held him off. Telling him to escape. It was only seconds until Shiro turned around and started running. Lacing his feet with reiatsu, he quickly entered a world of blurs as he shunpo'd away. He used all of reiatsu in a series of them in quick bursts. He felt thirst... for blood, flesh, and reiatsu. Arashi was taking over... With nothing to oppose him, he would have to fight him bare handed. It confused him how Arashi was still alive. If Asuma touched his mask... would Arashi disappear as well? Every conflict Shiro has been in, he learned how to expand on that experience and grow. It was only seconds later that he found himself out of the town. He kept going. His breath came in quicker intervals as he ran. He pulled off his mask and held it at his side. It quickly broke to pieces like fragile clay. During this whole sequence, he couldn't help but fight the tears that were freely flowing out of his face. So many years... Itsuru and himself have been together. Only to have it disappear within seconds. His last thoughts to Itsuru were small. "I'm sorry..." His voice echoed. He never heard a reply back. Itsuru was completely consumed at that point...
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