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Sat down on the ground to think. "Maybe she's hiding in the shadows. Or Just can't find her . Maybe she's avoiding me?" Arata said mumbling to himself.

Miharu walked under a tree. She sat there in fetal position, asleep.

The boy took Darsis to the outskirts of Soul Society. Looking around Darsis could not see, or sense anyone. He was in the middle of nowhere. The boy ran into the field and then back out.

“This is a good spot, if only there was more to eat.” He seemed sad that there was nothing to eat. But he napped and the sword at Darsis’ waist flew out of its sheath and into the ground. It changed into its Shikai form right there in the ground. The boy walked over and picked up a rock and walked over to Darsis.

“Well, I may have been changed but we are both a part of one another. So, I want you to get stronger, and what I am holding inside me wants that to.” He smiled, and the teeth shown in the light.

“Gain this strength, then we will see what I can do with it. You have lots of strength, but have you power?” He threw the rock at the sword, and when it was about twenty feet away, lightning crashed down into the sword and arced to the rock, which exploded.

“Get the sword out of the ground and I will follow you absolutely. But, I can’t say for the other me.” He didn’t say who the other “me” was. Darsis Flash Stepped to the sword, but as he passed some invisible wall, lightning crashed and headed right for him, he jumped to the left, but the lightning followed him. He was hit in the chest, and was sent flying 100 yard back, crashing into a bunch of trees. Throwing off some trees, Darsis stood and walked over to the boy.

“You made it this easy?” Darsis grinned and flash stepped back at the sword, when the lightning crashed down he jumped to the left. The lightning followed him, and right before it hit he jumped, the lightning followed again, but this time he moved in midair towards the sword. When he got to the ten foot distance, another bolt of lightning hit the sword, and arced right at him. He could not avoid it.

The new bolt hit him in the chest, sending him flying back right into the first bolt. He hit the ground and made a crater. Groaning as he got up, his clothes were smoking slightly and his ears were ringing. This time it had hurt, and badly.

“Ok, don’t let two of them hit me.” He got up only to see that dam kid with that creepy grin, and he was giggling. Darsis stood and ran over to the trees he had smashed into. Picking a good sized stick, he flash stepped at the sword again. Like clockwork, the flash of lightning, and Darsis threw the stick. The lightning followed the decoy, and when it hit it, the stick exploded. Splinters of wood hit Darsis as he was moving. And some stuck him like tiny stakes. Again at the ten foot line, another bolt started After him. He jumped up, and flashed over it, it tried to follow, but could not make a turn that sharp. With a short flash step he was at the sword.

“To easy.” He grabbed the sword, and was instantly hit with even more lightning. After the first blast, the other bolt finally caught up to him. When it hit he was sent flying again. This time he didn’t feel like he had been hit by two bolts, but he was not feeling great. There was a smoldering hole in his clothes where the latest bolt had struck him. He pated out the smoldering cloth. Now he heard the guffaws of the boy.

He seemed to have dropped giggling and was almost rolling on the ground laughing. Every time he seemed to be slowing down he would look at Darsis he would start up again.
“This is so much fun to watch. You try and try, and now you look cooked.” His eyes were closed from the laughing, tears were even forming at the corners of his eyes. Darsis got up and walked over to the kid.

“What is it you really want?” The boy stopped laughing right away.

“I want to eat good things, and my inside me wants your body.” The way he said it, was akin to ordering from a menu. It was strange, and Darsis didn’t fully trust himself, or this little demon. Grabbing another stick, he move over to just outside the lightning’s range. He cocked back his arm and sent the stick flying way to his right. The Lightning flew out at the stick, then Darsis flashed into the ring. The lightning turned to follow him, but was so far off he could get to the ten foot line before he was hit.

Again, with some aerial maneuvers he was able to avoid the oncoming bolt. But when He got to the sword, he moved past it a bit. Turning, he flashed back to it, and grabbed it, triggering the third blast.

All three bolts of lightning hit him at the same time. There was a huge explosion, and the area around Darsis was covered in dust and smoke. As the smoke slowly cleared, Darsis was standing there with the sword in hand. As he lifted it over his head, the boy was in the air next to him. Darsis got a kick to the face and arm, so fast and strong that her was sent flying into a rock wall. When he looked back at the kid, he was holding the sword and smiling.
Darsis climbed out of the hole his body had just made in the rock wall. When he got back to his feet, he started coughing, and when he move his hand, it had blood on it.

“What the hell, I got the sword.” The boy seemed to move next to Darsis in an instant.

“I wanted you to hold onto the sword, now you need to get it from me. But this form in not suited for combat.” At this, his back seemed to rip open, and from this rip came a much older version of the kid. Again, he looked a lot like Darsis, but With Hibiki’s eyes. Only, there were small differences, like the fact that he was slightly shorter then Darsis. Other things stood out, He had a small scar under his left eye, his hair was longer, and his fingers seemed longer, and sharper. He was dressed in what looked like a bindings, and he had a cape that was long and black. From the cape several skeletal hand came, as if the cape was a hole that they were trying to climb out of.

The arms grabbed the ground around Hateshi Shimekiri. (Zanpakuto’s name, as he can no longer be called the kid.) Then out of the cape, flowed a cascade of weapons; swords, axes, spears, knives, arrows, scythes, war hammers, maces, flails, and even more weapons. Every shape, type, size, and even color a weapon could be, it was somewhere in this field.

“Pick the one you want, they are all good. So?” Darsis looked around, But it did not take long. He saw a sword that was just right for him, one that was very close to his, before the change. As soon as he had it in hand, the sea of steel started to recede back into the cape. As it did the skeletal arms moved faster then they had shown they could, and snatched up one weapon each. Holding the weapons, the arms then moved into the cape.

“Ready?” Asked Hateshi. Darsis moved into a ready stance and prepared for his opponent. Hateshi flash stepped at Darsis and swung his blade at Darsis in a horizontal arc. Darsis parried the blow and sent his blade at Hateshi’s leg. Hateshi moved back to avoid the blow, and used his spin to swing his sword at Darsis’ arm, Again Darsis got his blade in the way in time, but the force of the blow made it impossible to counter. Darsis slid back to avoid another attack. He was at a disadvantage, but he was not out completely. He moved into the nearby forest, but the Hateshi did not follow.

“Why would I go in there, I chose this spot for a reason. Just come back here and fight me.” Darsis flashed out of the forest, and swung his sword at Hateshi’s face, Hateshi blocked it, but also got to punch Darsis in the stomach. Darsis doubled over, and Hateshi swung his sword at Darsis’ shoulder. Darsis moved, but not fast enough. The blade cut deeply into his left shoulder and his arm went limp. Darsis slid to a stop five feet away from Hateshi. Hateshi was grinning widely.

“Well, you lose an arm…” From the cape, one of the skeletal arms emerged, holding a large axe.

“And I gain an arm.” Darsis had no idea what he was going to do. Ripping his shirt, he tied the shoulder, tightly, and slowly he regained use of his left arm. Darsis flashed over to Hateshi’s left, and stabbed hit sword at him. Hateshi blocked with his sword, and Darsis had to fall back to avoid the axe. Hateshi just smiled. He waggled the sword like a lure. It was screaming to come. Darsis fainted left but used a downward swing. It was blocked with the axe, but Darsis slid his blade to the left, and it fell off the axe and moved right for Hateshi’s right arm. This distracted him for just a second, so Darsis was able to avoid the sword thrust. However, his sword never made contact with Hateshi’s flesh.

Yet another skeletal arm had shot out of the cape and grabbed onto the blade of Darsis’ sword. The arm pulled Darsis closer and he had a X cut into his chest by the crossing slashes of Hateshi’s sword, and axe. Blood poured from the wounds, and he started to fall over. Regaining balance, he stepped back. Hateshi’s grin went from ear to ear.

“Well, Why hold back!” Four more bone arms burst from the cape. Each holding a different weapon. All eight of his hands held a weapon, except for his left hand, which was also holding the Zanpakuto. Darsis was out of Ideas. This was too much. He could barely beat Hateshi when he only used one weapon. Now with that grin, and the arms, he looked like a fat spider, just grinning as the fly realized, there is no escape. That’s it. Darsis had had enough. He was not going to play this by Hateshi’s rules. If all he had to do was get the sword, then that’s all he would have to do. Darsis ripped off the destroyed top half of his uniform. Lifting his sword to eye level, he looked at it. It was very like his original sword. But that sword was gone, and this was not even a copy.

Darsis stabbed the sword into the ground and looked into Hateshi’s eyes.

“Hold that blade tight. If you don’t It will be mine in just a moment.” Hateshi laughed.

“You cannot lie to me, you are almost dead. If you work yourself to hard, you will die. Then how will I get your body?” Darsis just bowed his head and closed his eyes. He was drawing out everything he had. His retsu was so powerful that it became visible. He was surrounded by swirls of silver energy. And you could taste ozone in the air. Sparks started to jump from midair to the ground, like tiny bolts of lightning.

“Now. Give me my sword back.” He opened his eyes, and charged at Hateshi. Grabbing his sword as he moved. Hateshi attacked with all seven of his weapons at once. Darsis flashed as close to Hateshi as he could. He lifted his sword, and blocked the large mace headed for his face, but nothing else. He was pierced by the Zanpakuto threw his chest, very near his heart. The axe cut into his leg, and the spear pined his other leg to the ground. The knife was in his flank, and a broad sword was stabbing him in the shoulder. A strange hooked weapon was pricing his left hand.

Hateshi started to laugh, but he stopped when he saw Darsis grin. Darsis looked Hateshi in the eyes.

“What did I tell you…” With his right hand, Darsis grabbed the blade of his Zanpakuto. Darsis headhunted Hateshi with all his strength. Hateshi fell back and he had let go of all his weapons. Darsis started pulling out the weapons one by one and dropping them on the ground. Lastly he pulled out his Zanpakuto, and held it at his side. His blood was flowing all over, to the point that his clothes were almost all red. Hateshi looked up at Darsis, his face was a strange mixture of hatred, pride, and shock. Darsis held up his Zanpakuto.

“I am not going to drop this again.” Hateshi stood again and walked over to Darsis.

“And I will lend you my power, so that you never lose the strength to hold on.” As he said this Hateshi bowed, and slowly turned to mist and was absorbed by Darsis’ Zanpakuto. His wounds stopped bleeding, and Darsis Started to slowly walk back to his barracks.

(BANKAI GAINED!!! Lol, well what will Darsis’ Bankai be? Find out next time, Same bat time, same bat channel.[2,257 words by the way burning_eyes ] ^^)

(LOL that was the longest post i've ever read eek cant wait to find out what your bankai is razz )
Miharu lifted her head, and yawned. "I don't know. I haven't been feeling myself lately." Miharu was still half asleep. She blinked her eyes a couple times to see Darsis. Miharu fully woke up.
"Darsis-san, you don't look too great yourself."

(lol took 2 days to write it)

Darsis looked at himself, covered on open wounds, and drying blood.

“It only looks bad.” As he said this the binding on his shoulder snapped and his left arm sagged away from his chest. There was a visible gap between the arm and shoulder, like a V.

“OW! Ok, it is bad.” he laid down next to Miharu. Blood started out of his shoulder.

(I think that post had more words then a report I had to do. lol)
Arata sees the bleeding all over Darsis. "May I help."

"Oh never mind." Arata bowed his head down.

Darsis laid in bed, his arm sowed back on.

“Thanks…” He was out like a light.