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Ken-maru stumbles from his gargantua around these hollows. His right arm dripped his black blood over the white sands of the desert. He looks to the one with the shattered mask, knowing of the powerful Arrancar and the position they once held, "Seems they do travel from Noches...Greetings Arrancar." He held respect for they powerful hollows unlike most Menos. He walks closer and nods to the other hollow that appears to be lost in thought at the sight of the Arrancar.

Janz was surprised at how the arrancar talked to him and the Menos Gande that had just appeared. He didn’t like large crowds very much and this was a a bit to crowded for him. He looked at the arrancar. He so much wanted to be one himself, but he didn’t know how he would achieve that goal. “Tell me something, Tekka, how can I become a arrancar? I know you have to remove your mask, but I would like to know anyway.” He seemed comfortable around them both, but he was the only actual hollow here. Not some form of menos grande, and the weakest from the lot. Either one could kill him if they wanted. “Oh, yeah, my name is Janz. Don’t care what you call me though.”


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Arriving upon the Sands of Muchos in Hueco Mundo, Seto tightened the leather band holding his deer-skin cloak over his shoulders. The cloak would provide a fair amount of protection and camouflage, but as per his regular precautions, he kept the amount of Reiatsu he exerted as minimal as possible. Resuming where he'd last left off in his search for Tra'al's Home Base, Seto came across an enemy Hollow. Knowing that this could possibly be a member of Tra'al, and could alert them of a Shinigami intruder; Seto took immediate precautions. Thankfully this Hollow still possessed a full mask despite his humanoid form; marking him as an Adjuchas class Hollow. Seto immediately used his superior speed to his advantage and slashed the Hollow across the back; his blade sending the Hollow's body and the souls it had consumed, to the Soul Society to be purified. Looking at the ground, Seto noticed its mask had not broken!!! It resembled a steer skull, and by taking one of the leather bands from his deerskin cloak and attaching it to the Hollow Mask; he was able to keep it over his head! Testing its security, Seto determined this would be the perfect disguise to infiltrate Tra'al's Headquarters! With a Hollow Mask as his disguise and his cloak covering the majority of his body; he appeared to be an Adjuchas-Class Hollow! As if to add to his luck, the Hollow had been carrying an invitation from Tra'al! Unfolding the letter; Seto began to read it...

Congratulations!

You have been selected as one of the participants in a secret competition being held soon by the Tra'al Organization's Chief Scientific Officer, Van, in a new area inside of Hueco Mundo! This event shall be a Tournament held in secret consisting of some of the greatest warriors at each evolutionary stage of power in the Guild, away from the eyes of the rest of the Guild for a chance to prove your strength and win a prize from Van himself! This invitation may be redeemed simply by answering this message. Once you have done that, I will place your name into the bracket which will be released in the new forum in Hueco Mundo once everything is finalized. Competition will start shortly thereafter, following the posting of the Tournament rules.

I do hope you will accept the invitation and do your best in the competition!

Best of luck!

::Van Argiano, Chief Scientific Officer of Tra'al::

A competition... that meant he was on the right track towards Tra'al! Moving at a faster pace across the desert sands, Seto followed the path he'd routed out from his prior investigations; and finally came across it! The caverns of Tra'al!!! Grinning, he decided to use the letter to gain entry. Sure he'd be forced to fight in a tournament, but he was used to battling Hollows anyway. And with the few Hido spells he'd learned from Rednal he could play the roll of a Hollow fairly easily! Infiltration, stage 1, was rolling very smoothly.

“The other is correct, my mask simply crumbled under the force and power of the Hōgyoku, I wasn’t a very high number, but I preferred it that way…. Oh I suppose that’s a memory….” the Arrancar paused realizing that the Menos’s mention of Aizen and the Hōgyoku had awakened a portion of his memories that had been previously buried after the fall of Aizen from power. “I wasn’t apart of any Fraccion, but I managed, my influence was weak then, but it seems that it has increased with age.” he spoke haltingly as he reached out into the newly opened door in his mind trying to grasp at anything and everything possible. “Though I doubt it’s success rate, we could try to break your mask ourselves, it would probably be proper for me to do it, but still it would be incredibly risky, most don’t have the sustainable reiatsu to become an Arrancar, if you are not powerful enough you will perish, if you are ready you will evolve…” he paused thinking on the matter at hand trying to decide if he had any memories on how to properly initiate a powerful Hollow into the ranks of the Arrancar. “Oh your arm, I had almost forgotten about that…” he said calmly as if the wound was nothing more then a scratch requiring a band aid. “I must warn you, you might feel a bit of fatigue after this, but I think I’ve altered it enough so that I will pay the full price instead of you. Now hold still you both will witness an interesting phenomenon. Sanctus vox surge continuo quod rejuvenate meus target. Beatus lemma per a sanctus miracle! Hido #84: Miraculous Restoration!” it was trick similar to Event Rejection in that it could make whole which was broken or destroyed as if it had never been destroyed in the first place. The fire burning Tekka’s eyes seemed to dull a little as the technique took it’s effect on Tekka as well, he had sacrificed a significant amount of stamina and his spiritual power to fix the arm to it’s optimum. The arm wasn’t the only thing fixed the Menos was restored to it’s full strength, as if it hadn’t fought a losing battle in quite some time. “Interesting, huh?” with his substantial stamina this wasn’t crippling, but it was taxing on his body, he’d be fine he would regain his energy quickly enough he seemed to sap it from the very air more quickly then any other Hollow he had ever met. He began to walk tossing the now finished cigarette behind him drawing out a new one and lighting it with another Hido. “You do know what the appearance of more Arrancar means correct?” he kept walking as if he knew now where he was going and what he would do when he got their. “The return of the Espada…. A new leader will emerge, you would both do well to prepare and find yourself in the inner circle, the rise will be quick and violent and things will be as they once were.” The man continued to walk across the sands heading up the next dune looking back over his shoulder. “Are you coming? We have someplace to go, we shall see real power where we are going and it will be a learning experience for all, even myself. Oh… that’s interesting…” the humanoid Arrancar had reached the top of a dune and now was looking over a long flat plain, there were two figures proceeding across the sand, a hollow and a Shinigami? “I believe, there is an interloper ahead, possibly going to the same place as ourselves, do not harm it, the consequences for us all could be extremely grave.” Tekka continued forward hand in pockets advancing quickly enough that the group would eventually overtake the Shinigami female.

Ken-maru looks to janz, "Seems you have some history with the girl...Its ok..i have my eyes set on another Shinigami, anyway." He rotates his right arm and bows slightly to the arrancar, "I must thank you. You saved me the down time for recovery." He then looks into Teesa's eyes, "Hmm, tell me more about a rise of a new Espada. How is this possible with out the three kings here to rule them?" He looks over the white sands. He still is at awe of this upper area over the Menos Forest, "What does it mean for the Meno if the Espada return? Are we going to be forced back into the underground or are some of our Meno going to be turned into expiremnts or forced to listen to them once more..." He reached down and takes a handful of sand before he sands and lets the calm wind take the sands away, "I refuse to listen to those who care only for their power. Maybe I'll have to put my foot into Noches and learn more on the rising Arrancar."

Cyril Leviathan

Cyril stood in the opening of a garganta and looked over the sands looking for a specific item that Van had given him specific instructions to find. Though no one was exactly sure whether the said item had actually arrived in Muchos or not, Cyril was merely there to seach quickly on his way to Earth. Cyril searched the area at high speeds making absolutely sure the item had not resided or been lost somewhere along the sands. The only thing there had been a weak hollow that looked at Cyril peculiarly. This meant nothing as Cyril apparently had begun to make a name for himself within Hueco Mundo.

Date Eiji

Date had been wondering for many long years among the sands of Hueco Mundo. He was so ashamed of the events of so many years ago that he had decided it was only best to remain in hiding for as long as he could stand it. The time had not been kind to the once charismatic and wise Shinigami. Though that was many years ago. When he was a promising shinigami. He and his friend Cyril Leviathan. A very strong man that had a thirst for battle that outweighed even Date's. He thought of his friend from so long ago and often wondered what had become of him. It was on this day that fate had taken a sick twist of fate. For staring at him from the depths of a garganta was a large built shinigami with blonde hair and blue eyes that resembled his old friend. though this man wielded a blade like he had never seen before. And his spiritual power was far stronger than Cyril's possibly could have been. Still, it looked an awful lot like the man he had once called a brother. Still, if nothing else it was worth taking a look. As the shinigami turned in the garganta and walked away Date jumped through the portal at the very last moment as it closed behind him. Date was going back to Earth.

Cyril's Garganta opened up behind Seraphim as Cyril dove out of it and stood 5 feet behind the opposing Vizard. "So are we about ready to get this thing under way? We have someone we would like you to meet. A phantom appeared above his head floating in the form of an ancient warrior. The shards of crystal Cyril created still circling his body caught in his invisible reiatsu. They spun faster than ever before and suddenly formed a dome around his body and solidified creating a barrier that looked as if he was caught in a block of ice. A maniacal laughter could still be heard from within as he prepared himself for Seraphim contemplating on a way to attack him due to his defensive armor.

Seraph dashed backward making the distance between him and Cyril at least twenty feet. He swung his sword and made it form a whip again. He started dashing around in a large circle around Cyril. He grinned as his speed generated a very minor vortex barely strong enough to move the sand, he watched as the mist he created earlier followed him and started to slowly swirl. "Well looks like theres no way for me to hurt you yet. But I know from experience that you cant hold that up forever." He said stopping and charging Spiritual energy into his hands. "So are you going to stop the coward moves and actually fight? Or are you going to continue hiding behind your sheild until you bore me to death." He taunted pulling a vial out from behind his coat. He undid the stopper smelled the liquid and resealed it with the rubber plug. He pulled his arm back and threw the vial with all his strength at Cyril's feet.