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 Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 6:35 pm
As Asuma fell, he passed out, just as Daven destroyed another Hollow bait. He was near the edge of the training grounds, and even then, his riatsu was so low that he would seem insignificant to the hollow, compared to the others. As Asuma passed out, he appeared in his spirits world again. As he opened his eyes, his eyes were overpowered by the bright sun in this world. Although, most of the time the sun was all but completely blocked away, letting small amounts of light come from the stalks above; just enough to give a clear view of the area around him. Sitting up, Asuma had to shield his eyes from the light, until his vision returned to normal.
Looking around himself, Asuma saw his zanpaktou spirit, a Black Panther, standing atop one of the shorter stalks of bamboo. Although the stalk his zanpaktou spirit; Kurohyou((I'm just gonna abbreviate him as Kuro, because the translation for Panther in jap. is too long to continuously type >_<)) was ten feet tall, compared to the rest of the stalks that towered high into the sky, which was why most of the sunlight was blocked. Asuma looked up to Kuro, still shielding his eyes from the sunlight. "Ah, Kuro...mind telling me what happened? One minute I was killing stuff and the next I was watching. What-" As Asuma spoke, Kuro disappeared, as Asuma's eyes widened for a moment. Quickly jumping forward into the stalks, the one stalk right above him was sliced diagonally, as the stalk fell forward into the clearing where he had stood seconds ago.
Kuro reappeared in the clearing, staring at Asuma. His look was like one you would give an enemy, someone unwanted. Asuma didn't have any clue why. "What's with that look, Kuro? And why did you just-" Again, Kuro disappeared, and this time, Asuma growled, his right hand going forward. Thin yet strong razor wire came from his fingers, wrapping around his right arm, makign a thin layer of steel on his arm. Kuro's claws slammed into his arm, and Asuma was pushed back by the force. "What are you doing?!" Kuro pushed on Asuma's arm, pushing Asuma back a little more, while Kuro's left leg kicked Asuma in the stomach, sending him flying back. Flying through stalk after stalk, Asuma flipped, landing on one final stalk, before pushing himself off.
As he looked forward, again Kuro appeared in front of him. This time however, he spoke. "You are unstable, Asuma. Not only do you thirst for blood outside of battle, but you are a danger not only to yourself, but everyone around you!" As Kuro kicked for Asuma again, Asuma's left leg countered Kuro's right, as they both stopped in midair. "what do you mean, unstable?!" Pushing himself backwards off Kuro's leg, Asuma pushed against a stalk behind him. "He means your unable to control your own strength, kid." Zetsumi appeared below Asuma and Kuro, grinning widely. Asuma growled, and jumped off the stalk he was standing against. As he neared Zetsumi, Kuro appeared in front of him, claws and fangs bared. Asuma's reiatsu flared, as he not only raised his reiatsu, he went full power almost instantly. Bringing his right arm swiftly forward, Asuma's punch landed right on Kuro's jaw before Kuro's claws could reach Asuma's throat.
Being thrown back by the punch, Kuro easily flipped, landing on his feet. Asuma growled menacingly, a habit he had gotten from Kuro on a few occasions of fighting him. Kuro stiffened, as he stood back up. "You are becomming unstable. By this, I mean that you are not only unable to control your bloodlust in battle, but you are unable to control the power that flows out of you. You are even unable to control this new state of yours." Growling again, Asuma landed on the ground, his right arm clenched tightly. "Then teach me how to control it! Don't try to kill me!" Zetsumi only grinned again, as Kuro sighed. "I am unable to teach you how to control this state. Only he" He motioned to Zetsumi "can teach you."
"And I don't feel like teaching you, kid. Not only are you unstable, but your unworthy to even use me." Laughing softly, Zetsumi continued taunting Asuma by giving him this look; all it did was annoy and anger Asuma. He couldn't take it any longer. "Then fine. We'll do it the only way you know how, Zetsumi. I have a deal." Zetsumi grinned again. "Shoot, kid." Asuma, instead of growling, grinned. "If I win, then not only do you obey me completely, but you take all the bloodlust, and all the anger that I have." Zetsumi sighed. "And what will I get if I win?" Asuma became serious. "then you get control of my body. Not only will you get control of me, but you get Kuro and all my powers as well." Zetsumi perked up, laughing again. "Sounds good to me. LET'S BEGIN, SHALL WE?!"
And with that, it began.
((I'll have to post the rest of this later. I'll edit it, or post again, when I have time. Power's about to go out >_<))
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:27 am
(( want us to do anything to your body? ))
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 4:12 am
((Get out of Werewolf form then? It's gonna hurt her first. ><))
Evil stood shaking her head, she snorted repeatedly and foam continued to come off her muzzle at an alarming rate. Her ears were still laid back and her eyes were closed. She felt another snap inside her and she barked in pain. Her head whipped around and she bit herself in the shoulder, suddenly pelting she rammed into a Hollow, which tried to smash her on the head. Evil reached up and grabbed it with her paws/hands and tore it's arm off. Her eyes glinted crazily and the Hollow howled. Evil tore viciously at it's leg, tearing it to little pieces before shot forward again and ripped out it's throat in a quick motion.
Evil stepped back, growling, shaking her head trying to get out of this form.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 6:05 am
((Ah, no. That, I'll take care of now. I'll make it like when Ichigo trained for his Vizard. Just...with the Reido around Asuma instead of the Hollow form. Just got my power back this morning biggrin ))
As Zetsumi rushed at Asuma's, instinctively, Asuma's right hand shot up, the one with the thin metal layer still around it. As Zetsumi appeared above him, in his hands were Asuma's zanpaktou, at least the Dadao was. Asuma jumped back, avoiding the oncoming slash that Zetsumi threw down at him. Growling again, Asuma put his right arm out, focusing in on his other zanpaktou. With his reiatsu, the wires around his arm broke, and turned into his Baguadao in his hand. Throwing the blade to his left hand, Asuma got into his stance; a stance mainly used for quickdraw-slashing. As Zetsumi got his blade out of the ground, he rushed at Asuma, a wild grin on his face.
Instead of drawing and slashing at him head on, Asuma used a shunpo to appear above Zetsumi, flipping in midair to face him, his blade's hilt aimed at Zetsumi's head. Drawing his blade quickly, Asuma aimed a slash at Zetsumi's head, only to have it meet with his Dadao. "Your slow, kid." Zetsumi taunted, laughing. Pushing himself off Zetsumi's blade, Asuma rose into the air, sheathing his blade. What can I do...what can I do?! He has half my freakin power in his hand, and now I'm fighting for control...Well, this is a situation unfavorable to me. Then I guess... Getting back into his stance in mid-air, Asuma started to pour his reiatsu into his blade. As Zetsumi laughed again, jumping up at him, Asuma reacted. Gripping his blade tightly, Asuma quickly drew his Baguadao. ...i'll have to use everything I've got!
As his reiatsu flowed through his Baguadao, around the blade, Asuma wove thin razor wire, having it shoot from the blade when he struck. Not only did this give momentum to the sharp razor wire, but there were numerous wires, enough, Asuma though, to gain at least a decent hit. As the razor wire shot down at Zetsumi, all he did was laugh, as he raised his left hand. It glowed with a black reiatsu, one that Asuma knew all too well. "Reido." As the black reiatsu exploded out, Asuma had no time to jump back or try to evade. Instead, moving the razor wire in front of him, he hardened it to make a web-like area in front of him, hoping to decrease the amount of power at least a little. That would be all he needed.
As the Reido shot into the wires, they all disintegrated, only being made of a small amount of reiatsu. Even though they were strong, they were just too small to present any kind of resistance. As the Reido shot at him, Asuma growled, and took the Reido, putting his sword in front of him. The sharp edge of his blade gave him a little reprieve; as it caused the Reido in front of him to split. Even so, the power still came through. As Asuma was thrown high into the air, the Reido exploded, and it was then Asuma was sent flying even higher.
Seeing only the sky around him, Asuma figured, that it was pretty much over. So...is this it? Wow...killed by my other side...and so easily...what have I come to... In the real world, Asuma's body emanated a black reiatsu, as it engulfed him. His Zaigou mark burned brightly, as the Hollow kept comming from the hole. As Asuma fell from high in the sky in his spirits world, he could see the bamboo forest below. And in it, he could see Zetsumi, laughing and grinning like he had killed Asuma. Seeing his face, something inside Asuma snapped. As he fell, his crimson reiatsu flowed around him, making a line of crimson all around him. As he crashed into the forest, as he hit the ground, instantly he shot forward, his blade at the ready.
Zetsumi tried to put his blade up, but was too slow in reacting, and was cut on his right shoulder, making a deep gash. It bled through Zetsumi's clothes, as the blood could be seen trickling to the ground. Asuma had his back to Zetsumi, but his reiatsu still rose, his blade still at the ready. When Asuma turned to face Zetsumi, his reiatsu exploded. Only one word was audible. "...Bankai..." As he said those words, Zetsumi's blade in his hands grew white-hot, as he threw it to the ground to stop the burning of his hands. As his Dadao melted, it shot to Asuma, as a crimson and black pillar erupted around him.
As fast as the pillar had appeared, it dissipated, as Asuma's form could be seen clearly now. He was wearing a full suit of armor, from head to toe. His face was covered by a small helmet, only big enough to give him room to breathe, with three lines in the front so he could see what was happening in front of him. His platemail, like his helmet, was only big enough to fit him, but was strong enough to stop blades easily. His arms were covered in a mass of pieces of metal all strewn together to allow maximum mobility; the pieces of metal were held together by more metal, all of which were able to move, allowing Asuma 360degree movement of his arms. And his legs, were covered by two pieces, not counting his metal shoes. The first, was for his thighs, and the next, went from his knee to his ankle. On his back, were three of his shikai blades, making an X with a line down the middle horizontally.
All Zetsumi could do was stare at Asuma, as he went into his bankai. "A little s**t like you...has your bankai?!" Turning to face Zetsumi, through his helmet, Asuma had a serious face on. "A little s**t like me? Well, this little s**t..." As Asuma's right hand came up, he appeared in front of Zetsumi, palm flat, in front of Zetsumi's chest. "...just beat your a**." As he said his final word, Asuma's hand shot forward, slamming against Zetsumi's chest, and causing him to be sent flying through the forest, slamming through both easily broken stalks, and others that were strong enough to stop a blade it hit. He flew through all of them, finally coming to a stop in the clearing where Asuma had first come in. As he lay there, he could only look up to the sky, as his body wouldn't move. "So...I was beaten...by a little s**t like...him. How...unthinkable..."
As Asuma appeared back into the real world, the black reiatsu that had engulfed him had disappeared, as his Zaigou mark stopped burning. Looking around him, Asuma sighed, at the sight of many more Hollow. "I just can't win today, can I?" Melting through his shadow, Asuma appeared on top of the shack that housed all the bait. There, he could rest, as well as get a good view of the fight without having to be close enough to be attacked. Leaning back, he grinned. "I guess...I'll just have to wait my turn..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 5:19 pm
((Ooo...Evil's Werewolf form fused with the Zaigou one! Interesting... *Must think about it further.))
Evil howled as the snapping within her increased in frequency and intensity as she tried to transform back. She couldn't do it. She stood there, panting and wild eyed as Hollows swarmed around her.
She growled breathlessly and they backed off a little.
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Posted: Fri Sep 19, 2008 6:55 pm
(( =_= No one post or anything...))
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 5:46 pm
Daven watched the struggle Evil was having. He didn't know what to do or how to help her.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 6:00 pm
Evil repeatably snapped her jaws open and closed, each with a loud metallic click accompanying it. There was one final massive snap within her, her whole body spasming, and her eyes glazed over a little. She staggered, then shook herself, launching her body at the crowding Hollows. She snapped at them and clawed at their masks and bellies, disemboweling them. Blood stained her muzzle and she licked her chops absentmindedly, ignoring everything else but the killing.
Her tail whapped back and forth against her sides, with an audible thump each time.
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2008 7:47 pm
((It's so dead here....O.o ))
Evil continued to attack the Hollows, killing them mercilessly. Blood covered her completely, making her look horrifying.
Suddenly she felt a hard pull at her mind and yelped, backing up shaking her head. Beast and Hiokami were trying to make Evil regain her senses it seemed, The Bell on her collar jingled madly.
Evil! You have to stop this! This form wasn't meant for a power like a Zaigou's! It's ripping you apart! Beast screamed at her inside her mind. Evil shook her head and snarled.
No. You're wrong, this feels good! I like it! She shouted back.
Drug addicts say the same thing, but all they're doing is killing themselves. Beast said quietly.
I'm sorry Evil, but this has got to stop. I'm taking over. Evil screeched as Beast tugged at her mind, making her weaker. There was a viscous tug of war, but Beast ultimatley won.
Evil reverted to her Beast armor state, with Beast in control. The Zaigou power was switched off much to the dismay of her Zaigou spirit. Beast staggered and limped over to Daven.
Cat-Fox. When I let go of her, she'll be out cold, and immobile for awhile. Understand? It said.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 9:31 pm
"I understand. I'll make sure that she will be cared for."
He shook his head and was very worried about her. He let his reiatsu flow and started doing a transfusion of reiatsu into her. He was worried that she had completely used all her spirit energy, making her very vulnerable to death.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 10:00 pm
Beast gave one last glance at Daven.
I'll want a rematch later Cat-Fox. Don't think I've forgotten. It said and then let Evil go. She fell limp to the ground, in a deep sleep, something akin to a coma.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 10:44 pm
Daven knelt next to his former Vice Captain and started healing her. It was dangerous since this state needed a lot of soul energy to maintain it, but she had used hers up.
He knew that there wasn't a rush to get her back on her feet, but like a cut, it could continue to bleed and she would be unable to stop it. So Daven used his ability to stop the loss and to replace what she needed until she could do it on her own.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:02 pm
Evil rolled over, nose twitching in her deep sleep. She groaned softly, eyeballs rolling under her eyelids as if she was dreaming. Her right hind leg twitched a little, fitfully.
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 6:17 pm
In the deep confines of the Zaigou Training Complex, beneath the ground, a slight reiatsu pulse could be felt, as the ground suddenly split open. Stairs formed for a cloaked figure, hidden underneath a crimson hood, his tattered blood red robe trailing behind him. While the coat only went-in the front-to the top of his abdomen, three belts holding it closed, the back went to his feet, tattered at the edges. His clothes were a series of a black shirt, slightly tight. Small belts could be seen wrapping around his body, going even beneath his pants, that were also black. The hood was large, casting a shadow over his whole face. The figure quickly stepped up the stairs, as it suddenly disappeared at the top, leaving a thin black cloud behind him.
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