Welcome to Gaia! ::

((We'll wait here for Ky's instructions’. I'm not sure that we are supposed to be here but I just wanted to get us over here.))

The young Raven walked out of dark portal feeling the presence of Earth slipping away. Meluk scanned the area ahead of himself to see no one else was there besides the group. He quickly started to put his backpack down and looked at what he had left. Inside the backpack was a thermal/reiatsu sensing scope, two fresh silencers, and three 'books' of 'FMJ' bullets.

"Death Sama rise from where you come." Meluk commanded Death Sama in a bland tone of voice.

From beneath his shadow appeared his doll, Death Sama. Death Sama was about 6'9, looked as if he had a rod on, and simple skull mask. Death Sama looked at Meluk with confidence, but no one can really see that but Meluk himself.

"Is this all we have... then must get it our all too sure this mission is passed. Please equip me with all we got." Death Sama asked.

Death Sama quickly transformed into 'Vector'. A 'Vector' is an easy to sub machine gun, used in wars to kill. Meluk sighed and quickly starting him equipping his 'Vector' with all the attachments he had left. He turned around in 80 degree angle to see who will come out the portal first.

"This is going to be a long day old friend." Meluk said to himself.

((Well I was waiting for Smeeko, but ah well.))

Soujirou walked through the portal, and shuddered once. "I'm not going to get used to that feeling..." He said to himself as he walked next to Meluk. "Man, this place is so creepy..." He looked around and saw that it was almost completely dark.

"Death Sama rise from where you come." As Soujirou heard this, he turned slightly to face Meluk. Suddenly, an extremely tall figure appeared from practically nowhere. All he could do was stare up in awe. Then, he saw that the creature turned into....a gun? He continued to look onward, slightly confused. His mouth dropped slightly as he saw the man put a scope, a silencer, and some sort of magazine into a gun. "Uh..."

Soujirou jumped up in surprised as he felt someone's hand on his shoulder. He relaxed quickly though, as he heard his friend's voice. "Jeez, Herieo! Don't scare me like that!" He scolded his friend. "Oh...right!" He remembered, as he stopped spazzing out. "There was that one dude in the desert that had the motorcycle. And I think there was a crazy girl with a snake..." He thought aloud. He nodded his head once in understanding. "Yeah. I can see what you're getting at here, Herieo. That one dude had that crazy motorcycle, and the other had a snake. This dude has a gun."

"BUT!" Soujirou stopped talking and thought for about half a second so that he could think. "Maybe he's really good with the gun! Maybe he's better than the other people because he has skill?" He asked rhetorically. "Then, he may be the most frightening of them all!" He exclaimed, opening his arms wide to emphasize his point. "I guess we'll see though. We're supposed to go to some fort place, and I doubt it's going to be real easy. So we may be able to see the dude fight!" He grinned.

As Soujirou was rambling on about his various theories, he caught the very last few words of Pokken's talk. "I suggest we stay opposite that direction if we wanna live." Was what stood out to him the most. Soujirou shuddered at the thought. "What could be down there to make Pokken say something like that? Oh wait. He probably said something before that sentence..."

((Tails))

"You have got to be kidding me..." Soujirou said as he saw the sheer amount of "hollows" that were appearing all around them. As more and more hollows filled the labyrinth, his heart started to sink. "Alright then...Herieo! Let's do this!" He exclaimed. He quickly unsheathed his sword and went into a fighting stance. He decided that he was going to make the first move, before the scorpions could.

He crouched down and swung sideways, so that he could get at the scorpions more. His sword merely bounced off. "Oh. That's definitely not something that I wanted to see." He jumped up in the air, and the scorpions quickly overtook the spot that he was standing in one second ago.

He used his reiatsu to fall slowly down, so that he had time to think of his next move. "...FACE!" He screamed, making him seem a bit psycho. He was getting somewhere, though. He noticed that the face was pretty un protected. So he thrust his sword down when he got close enough, and pinned a scorpion's head to the ground.

"Well that works." He said as he landed on the ground and pulled his blade from the scorpion's skull. "Come at me!" He exclaimed. A few scorpions turned around and started to scuttle towards him. He aimed his blade down low at their heads, and proceeded to swing at them.

[1/50!]

Excitedly, Herieo gripped the hilt of the large sword across his back. He slowly drew it from its tassel, running towards the crowd of scorpions at the same time. Upon meeting them, he threw out one extremely heavy strike. This single attack had crushed at least five of the creatures, the immense force not even acting as a cleaver.. But as a sledgehammer. Herieo had used the blunt end to crack the shell, and completely chip off the spikes. "This is what I'm talkin' bout'! Just like patrolling on Earth, cept' there all in one place and not spread around a town as big as Karakura!" He snickered eagerly, while recovering from his swing. Already, the spot where the last few scorpions were killed, was replaced with even more. Unable to recover completely in time, he acted instead by releasing one of his hands from the hilt, the other going out in a broad, wide arched, swing. Herieo's hand glowed intently, wispy blue spiritual energy seeping off of it. The swift response had knocked one or two of the creatures back but he had no time to play in that same spot. He quickly heaved the blade up, over his shoulder, and hopped upwards. He immediately began to zig-zag, walking on the air changing directions to avoid any attacks on the way up. From above, he stared down at the horde.. The ever-growing horde. "Right-O Buddy! Lets take these things out!" With a determined look on his face, he reentered the horde, weapon ready to slam down and crack open some scorpions!

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Herieo's lead-up from a few seconds ago was a success, as he landed back into the crowd of monsters. The sound of cracked spikes and shells rang through the labyrinth hallways, grunts following it. A small group, in a sixty degree circle around where he'd landed, were thrown back and created a little central pit for Herieo to stand in. His sword was stuck into the tiles below, small ridges and cracks now trailing the floor a few feet around him. Herieo's fist were clenched, and his legs spread shoulder-width apart. The two balled up fist were suddenly enveloped in spiritual energy, the power massing onto the limbs as Herieo broke into a full-on charge. He blazed a blue trail of reiastu behind him, dense energy burning through the unlucky scorpions that decided to be close enough behind him. His flying lunge lead up to a brutal right hook, centered towards one scorpion he'd singled out. He wasn't aiming for any piece of it in particular, but that stinger was looking pretty target-like at the moment.. "HEROIC EFFORT~!" The boy's signature phrase was repeated for the first time in quite a while, at the same time signaling his success in ripping a few scorpions into shreds. His attack ended after the short burst subsided, having only lasted seven or so seconds. Herieo was now brought to an abrupt stop, as his not-so-translucent fist were now stuck into the long not-so-pointy part of the tail.. Herieo stood firm in his attacking pose, the scorpion wiggling around as its stinger couldn't curl to him and it's body was now dangling. Herieo suddenly gripped the tail with both hands, and attempted to perform a hammer throw. As he spun, the stupid little scorpions crowded around group-by-group to get slapped and slung into the Labyrinth's walls. Herieo's incessant giggling now echoed as he was having a pretty good time with these things.

[5/50 - LOL, BAD NUMBERS. XD]

Herieo must have been spinning for at least four and half minutes. At this point, his eyes no longer had visible pupils.. instead, there were hazy spirals that flowed in every which way. Herieo's spin was quite the attack, as he'd managed to take out one.. Wait, what.. One..?! The dizzy boy slowly regained his vision, both hands still on the tail of the dead scorpion.. The only dead one. His attack had merely cleared up his surroundings. The scorpions thrown at the Labyrinth walls weren't killed! No, there shells were way too hard. Herieo had only managed to knock off the spikes, and chip the shells. They all still had there stingers, stupid ideas about attacking Herieo, and there violent nature. Wasn't that great..?! "Woah. heheh.. T-These things don't die from being thrown at walls..? I guess I should use my fist and junk, then. Heh.. Yeah, that's it." He chuckled nervously as the hordes regrouped and gathered towards the boy. He returned the favor by regaining his fighting pose, but ignoring the fact that he could apply spiritual energy. Instead, he focused his mind and waited for the first to attack. He performed a last-minute dodge, swerving to the right of the strike and gripping the area just behind the stinger. "Hwah!" He growled openly, throwing the creature over his shoulder and slamming it's half-cracked spikes onto another. As this happened, the others copied it's attacking motion and each met the same fate. Dodge. Grapple. Slam~! "Oh yeah! Keep comin'! I can take you guys out better with my fist alone anyway! Stupid little scorpions got nothin' on my hands!" Herieo openly gloated at the scorpions to get himself pumped up, knowing they couldn't respond in any way other then to attack..

[7/50]