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Sojiro smiled faintly as he felt other raitsu heading towards him. he allowed the hollows to strike him, his body turning pure white and exploding outwards. the hollows would freeze instantly and Sojiro appeared behind the column of ice. "sorry, but you'll have to do much better than that to harm me"he said smiling and looking up. "and who would you be?"he asked, having sensed the boys powerful raitsu.

Sojiro sighed."i am Sojiro Nobusake, lieutenant of squad 13. i came to Las Noches to find someone to train with for a while. it was pretty boring in the soul society, so i thought id come look here instead"he said, drawing his zanpakuto and resting the back of his blade on his shoulder."...and this is Tsunadora, my zanpakuto. if you wish to fight me, i should warn you that the odds wont be in your favor. i dont mean to sound like im being cocky, im only saying that my zanpakuto was affected in the Muramasa incident and can manifest on her own"he added, waiting to see the boys reaction. he thought it would be fair to let him know he'd be fighting more than one person if he fought him.

Sojiro smiled and waited for the boy to strike."the soul societies the same. Its too quiet for me there...and i dont plan on dieing anytime soon"he said. He felt excited for the fight to start as he took his combat stance. Something seemed off about the boy, he was definately not like other arrancars.

"Go to Hueco mundo... she says..." Nagasado grumbled. "We can talk there she says..." He added. "Sadie, I'm pissed at you now..." he said. His mind raced back a long time, before he was a visored warrior. Back when he wasn't scum to his former comrades. He was responsible for his squad, and they perished thanks to him... well it wasn't REALLY his fault... but he didn't see it that way. That was when He met Sadie, well Utsukushi Sadisuto. 'the beautiful sadist' as some referred to her. When his sword spoke and told him its name. Her name. And told him the key phrase, the command to unleash her terrible power. 'make it hurt', how fitting for a sword, that gets off on hurting things.

He was a wanderer now. Not even a member of the Visored squads. His memory continued to haunt him, When the Zanpakuto rebelled, Sadie was all to eager to join in, and was never brainwashed... she simply 'betrayed' him. So, he couldn't just 'knock' her out of it like the others did. She was the last Zanpakuto you could reason with. "Aw... I went to damn far... its night again!" He said. "Or... did I not go... far... who am I talking to?" he asked himself. He knew little of Hueco Mundo. "Screw this..." he said falling back in the sand watching the sky. "Maybe I'd make a better Arrancar, one of those... hollows that pulled its mask off... or something. Vasto Lorde are supposed to be Captain strength... So maybe I could even be one of them espada!" He chuckled, holding his sheathed sword up, the red gem shined in the moon light.

"Utsukushi, Sadisuto,,, I hate to admit it... but she's really just me... with a taller body and a pair of tits..." he said. "Thats right, i said it, your only HALF naked, I can see your boobs, I aint got no i dea whats under the skirt..." he laughed. And then dropped the sword on his chest, using his arm like a pillow. "If I die, I wish to be reborn, as a human again, try stuff different, maybe Sadie can be reborn as a human, and be my PIC, My partner in Crime..." he said. His memory faded one last time as he drifted to sleep. He locked swords with her, she was in bankai, he was only in shikai. She ran at him, missing as he fired a chain from the sword, and yanked her to him, putting a foot in her stomach, the chain burned through her skin, and now there would always be a belt scar, one that looked as if it were burned and ripped out. As she went to all fours, her sword vanished, signifying he won. He placed a foot on her back, forcing her to the ground. "Next time yu betray me, I'll leave a worse scar than the first two you have... It'll go from one side of your throat, to the other..." he threatened. "Now get up, MY sword is on the ground taking orders from a midget... MY sword is a weakling... come on, we have training to do" he ordered. "Your so pathetic... Swords and people working together? You can't even fend for yourself against someone with the same weapon..." He said.

Of course those events were years and years ago... all he did now, was lay in the sand. His swords spirit had two scars, one that looked as if her skin were torn like rags, around her waste, and one across her back, hip ti blade, her back was caused by her lack of follow through, thinking she left him dead, he got up and slashed her, the second had just played out in his memory, the chain had literally burned to the point of melting into her skin, and ripping itself out. if anyone knew what 'pain' was, it was Nagasado, and Sadie. "wish i had something to smoke..." he sighed.

"She's right, you pseudo-hybrid, it's rare that your type would just rest here nonchalantly, so I ask, what's your business here" spoke a deep masculine voice as a figure walked over a sand dune revealing a pure white sleeved jacket with two long thin tails hanging from the back that danced with the oncoming breeze, the jacket itself was on top a black shirt with three white belts, two black gloves with a red shell on the back of them as well as wearing a white hakama while a katana without a tsuba rested along the right side of his waist and though barely visible what appeared to be black steel toes boot. His face on the other hand matched his clothing, his hair spiked and as white as his jacket, his eyes being two different colors, one red the other green all topped off with an unconcerned facial appearance with a canine's mandible like mask running along the left side of his jaw.

"I was just going to see whose reiatsu I had picked up and it comes from a shinigami hollow and a hot female arrancar" thought the arrancar as he awaited an answer.

Sojiro smiled and waited for a moment before tilting his head."would you like to take the first move or should I?"he asked. He had waited for Omega to take the first strike out of politeness, but the fight wouldnt go anywhere if they were waiting for the other to attack first. Sojiro relaxed his grip on his zanpakuto, realising how tightly he had been holding it. He waited for Omega's response to his question patiently, even though he was eager to begin the fight. Sojiro's ears twitched slightly and his tails swayed in the gentle breeze, making him smile a little."you alright? If you arent feeling well, we can always fight some other time?"he said, noticing the way the man was looking at his hand."...hmm...I think i'll make this interesting, hollowfication may be frowned upon in the soul society...but do you think that stopped me?"he asked, wanting to get the arrancar to be more on his guard. He didnt want this battle to end too soon because one of them dropped their guard early. He wanted a fun battle that would challenge him and help him improve, and if it got to that point, force him to hollowfy more than just the mask. He also had no intention of killing the man if he somehow managed to win.

Bari's brow lowered hearing the man go one and on about sadism, swords, and
possibly blow jobs. Bari reached between her breasts as though searching for
something. Seconds later she pulls out a small white tablet and holds it up to
the man's face. "Tell ya what. If you can survive this, then that means you
have a possibility of surviving a battle with me. If not then you'll be nothing more
than hollow food." She crushed the small tablet in her hand, it was the same
tablet that quincy use to attract a mass of hollows toward their location. Being
in Hueco Mundo itself the tablet's effects would only double.

The fiery red-head only smirked and opened a garganta to the human world.
"I'll even leave this garganta open for you so you'll know my exact location."
Bari walked slowly into the garganta, turning around to blow both the men
a kiss before exiting Hueco Mundo.

Omega glared at the man, trying hard to suppress the kill urge that War and Death were drowning him with. The man was taunting him, and he did not like it. He despised being looked down on, and he would rather slit his own throat then let a shinigami get away with it! Omega started laughing, but it was not his usual laugh. This laugh was colder and more sinister, had War taken over again? Once the laughter had stopped Omega's eyes turned black, as black as his Reiatsu. It was not War who had taken control, but the 4th Horseman. Death was now leading the charge. Omega dashed at his opponent without a word, quickly swinging in two diagonal arcs. He followed these attacks with a thrust from the back end of his zanpakto, which had the knife like blade. It was during this that the voice spoke.You dare mock us? you dare to taunt our strength? We will be the end of you! You, who are called "shinigami" are not the true heir to the title you bear! It is I who am the true Shinigami, for i am Death!" Death was not lacking blood-lust or force, something had set the horseman off and it was driving him close to the rage adorn by War. Omega could no regain control of his body, either, Death was in full control of his actions. He was reckless, and yet he would not be so foolish as to let the body be injured though.