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Ryuunosuke simply stood there, unmoving, as the beast roared at his rather sudden appearance before it. His face only showed boredom really, a sign that he thought very little of the hollow before him. However, it would grow over time as Margaret has and become much more useful to him in the future. He did find it rather ironic that both of them had three heads, well Margaret had lost hers actually, seems they took to the form f her new scythes instead of their annoying places as her left and right extra heads.

It seemed that both of them also had a few issues between the personalities of the heads. He grinned just short of a chuckle as the heads seemed to argue amongst themselves on how to deal with him. His face showed no real changed in demeanor though, even as that retched stank of it's form permeated the air and Ryuu's razor sharp senses. If the smell was getting to him at all, it certainly didn't show at all. Even as that head roared at him again with it's massive maw. The only change was a small wind that made some of his hair go up behind him. Though there was a small bit of spittle that landed on his shirt, getting a glare at the stain and the hollow. He wiped it and flicked his hand clean of it so fast it was a blur really. It was lucky he held his hand from killing it just for that really.

This hydra beast seemed to have a bit more intelligence than it showed at first though as it seemed to subjugate itself to his will and power. Though, that other head still glared out and seemed to be staring over to Margaret. He raised an eyebrow as to what foolishness the thing might have thought then. He wouldn't hesitate to to end its existence in a split second should it make an attempt to harm Margaret. "Very wise. Looks like we have a new ally, eh Margaret?" He looked over to his lover with a grin. "Well, I suppose a small detour before meeting Rocio wouldn't hurt....Care to get in that bit of training you asked for first?"

He knew he had to learn some sort of technique that would allow him to go on to another dimension before anything else. He would have to feed on humans and all that good stuff, and the pure concept of it would be cool. It is a great thing that he had seen the technique being done many times by many hollows throughout time, they somehow just ripped a hole through the air to go to another dimension, that's all there was to it, anyone could probally learn it. Obviously not, it was obviously something that was highly difficult, but hopefully it was something that wouldn't be to hard for a hollow to pick up from simply watching it being done by countless hollow. There were hollows that were obviously weaker than him that were able to do such moves, so why not him. He looked up at the sky as if he was expecting to have some sort of ahah moment. Well that moment didn't come, though he was able to watch as a hollow exited one from the sky and then jumped down to the ground. Avidez ran over and pouncd ontop of the other hollow, simply a fodder one at that but able to use it. "What is the name of that technique and how do you use it?" Avidez barked out with a certain level of command. The hollow was obviously set back by this and told him the name of the technique and the way of which to use it.
It would seem that the name of the technique was Garganta and the move wasn't that hard to learn, just took a little practice but was one of the easier techniques to get a grip on. He decided that the hollow better be let go for being so cooperative anyway. The funny thing about this attack was, the hollow would have been more than happy to have revealed the attack on it's own even if he simply asked, he was a happy go lucky hollow who wasn't bloodthirsty like the rest. Avidez walked off and headed to an area so he could be alone, thus he couldn't really be jeapordized or even laughed at if he did happen to fail. He had an image to keep up so he would be able to look intimidating. He reached out his claw and swung it across the air to no avail, what a failure that one was but he wasn't about to give up. He looked down at his claw as if that would be the explaination of all his problems, but obviously this did not aid him in the least bit. He was still in a ditch with no way out, he would have to do trial and error. So he decided to try, and try, and try. He grinded his sharp teeth together, he wasn't about to get beaten by such a basic technique such as this at all. He angerly slammed his claw into the air and a slight rip occured but it wasn't enough. Though the fact that he got it partially filled him with a sense of confidence that if he tried a little longer, he would easily be able to master this damned technique.
He barked at the air. "You shall open upon my command you damned fool, I am not a fool and demand your respect." He roared out loudly as he slammed his paw into the ground once more, this one was successful, he didn't even have to go inside to know that it went to earth and that it was a success, looks like he wasn't as much of a failure as he thought, he had a technique that was essential among hollows, he was quite fast, and he had the motivation to get stronger. He had mastered the technique so now he could probally use it whenever he felt it was neccessary to go between the two worlds. He didn't really even care about a technique that would help others, he wasn't exactly a team player anyway. He also wasn't good at anything but speed currently so bala and the rest were kinda out of the question because they'd be rather weak. So as of now he was simply going to train physically and not in skills so he would be able to get stronger without learning anything that was useless to him just because other people have used it.
He had a strong grasp on how the hollow world was connected to the human world but he also was aware of the shinigami, the scourge of hollows everywhere. The good thing is, the captains tended to fight only the high ranking Arrancar called the Espada and not weakling hollows such as himself. He would only have to worry about lower leveled shinigami, quincy, humans, and maybe bounts. He was rather confident that he could nab people in the real world without attracting any top tier enemies to him during that time. Like how a hunt was, keep hidden until the last possible moment, come out of hiding and take the prey, then take the food back home to prepare and eat. So he had a basic understanding about how he would be able to avoid conflict and all that jazz, the only problem was that he was a rather lage hollow so he wouldn't exactly be able to hide. He knew he would probally have to reach the level of arrancar to be able to advance to bigger and better thing. That was his goal, he needed to regain his human form along with getting stronger. As is, although he could control his body freely, he felt really confined to this form and it wasn't really helping him. He knew that becoming a hollow was a great thing and he would be able to reach heights he was previously unable to reach but as he was now, he felt weak. He was big like the things that he used to hunt, but also had the instincts that he used to beat such monsters of the wild. He used to hunt with a pack, now he only could trust himself.
The system of hollow was much like the system of nature in the real world, so now he became part of the world that symbolically he hunted. Humans were naturally scared of nature because it wasn't quite as humane as one would like. They even made myths up about how the minotaur was a creature of human and animal breeding. But in reality, it was symbolic of how every human has their animalistic behaviors that they couldn't keep hidden. It was a way to express how the civilized Greeks had often feared this behavior. But in the case of the humans, hollows, and shinigami were all hunting eachother, the world wasn't so black and white and there wasn't any clear way to point out which was the more animalistic behavior. Duro Avidez although was a monster at this point, but only in appearance. In reality, humans were just as power hungery as he has been and ever will be. He was simply a man who was a little more direct and out and about about his ideals about getting power while humans often tried to hide it. He wasn't a gray, he was a clear black and he was proud of it.

He knew that his body was kinda large and wasn't as quick as he had wanted with attacks so he had to train that area. He wanted to be able to control his large body to a point that it would be able to be effective in such a world where all were against eachother so he could survive toget strong. He was aware that one could not get strong without a large amount of training that would be rather difficult and long term. He looked foward, very attentive as he started to practice swinging his claws out to attack the air, after a few of those he threw in a tail swing in the mix. He continued this for a period of time when it drew in the attention of fellow hollows. "Ohh how cute, look at the weakling train." One insulted him as they all chuckled among themselves, there were 5 of them and they found it amusing that he was doing something so publicly. He turned his attention and with a very fierce glance, they kinda backed up and prepared to battle all versus him. They were luckily all very fodder and very small aswell. He was bigger than them and none of them really had any special powers. That is the reason they were all together, so they could all team up on bigger enemies.
They all ran foward and jumped at him, as to claw and bite at him similiar to a way a back of wolves would attack something that was quite larger than the individuals. But the thing was, he wasn't some kinda buffalo or anything, he was a very experienced and fast hollow. Once they got onto him, he spun around and flung all of them off, and then he swung his tail as it hit one and knocked that one even farther through the air. One came foward but it was useless, they didn't nearly run fast enough as he slammed his right front claw on him, literally crushing the small guy under his leg. The one he hit away with his tail was gone along with the crushed one, it was either destroyed or it ran away scared. There were now 2 more, and they didn't fare any better than the first two. They all charged in from dfferent sides when he went up on his hind legs, grabbing two of them between his claws and slamming both at the third one that was inbetween them now. All three were destroyed, that wasn't a challange at all. Just a bunch of hollows who actually were weaker than the typical hollow that one would expect to wander around. There were thousands of weak hollows to every really exceptionally strong hollow it turned out. Although he wasn't nearly as strong as tons of hollows, he felt a sense of confidence in his ability since he had not truely fought someone who was skilled. He wasn't aware that the arrancar and the rest of the higher hollow forms were so much stronger than he thought they were.

Margret wasn't really paying attention to Ryuu she had lock gazes with the aggressive head and something had crept into her eyes, a gleam, a fire if you would. A clear cut pure intent to kill, she smiled lightly, one couldn't even call it a smile, more like a half of a smile. As she half smiled at the beast she walked over to Ryuu keeping her eyes locked with the beast only when she actually reached Ryuu did she break her gaze to look at him. "I would love that... but are we really going to adopt this... thing without getting it properly cleaned?" she spoke softly but with an obvious air of contempt. "Though I must admit..." she say looking over her shoulder at the one that seems rather unhappy with her. "It does hold a rather raw charm... not that it holds so much as a spark on a match near a candle to you..." She said lithely and then looked back to Ryuu quickly her expression rather serious "But seriously... it stinks... we need to get it washed..." She said quickly in a rather plain rushed tone that signified how serious she was about having the hydra's stink washed away. "I could smell him from over there... and now that I'm here... not much better... perhaps worse really." She said that last part to herself mostly.

Lanzer slowly entered into into this area, his mask covered in the silvery sands that made up this god forsaken place. The markings on his mask of the tears under where his eye holes were were covered up, so it looked like a plain white mask with spots of silver here and there, but he did not care about his appearance, for what did physical appearances matter to one who was dead? Or worse, a negative entity known as a Hollow? He hadn't traveled far, but his body seemed sluggish, though his tail that shown with an eerie yet alluring glow hung itself high above Lanzer's head without a problem. He had learned shortly before traveling here what he was now, and why it happened. He could understand perfectly, who was he trying to fool? It was hard for him to believe that the people he went to the party with on the day he died didn't notice how deep into depression he had sunk. none of that mattered now of course. Lanzer's purpose to be at this area was for one thing and one thing only: to perfect the ability to travel between worlds, and to perfect at least one other ability to aid himself with on his travels for revenge... on his quest to fill this hole in his chest. The ability he'd witnessed a passing hollow use to leave this world... Garganta... The ability to open a gateway back to Earth, is what he longed for... to get back to Earth and spread his own misery... The thought made him unconsciously lick his lips with anticipation. The thought of going back to Earth, using his new found ability of alluring souls in by their most deepest desire shown from his glowing tail, only to eat them once they get close enough, it made his body ache to learn these techniques. There was one question however: how does one go about learning this ability? there was so much he needed answered, Lanzer's brain pondered for what seemed like hours on the approach of openning the gateway. The other hollow seemed to open it so easy, and all he did was stretch out his arm and hand towards mid-air, giving know information on how to execute the skill didn't help Lanzer's case either.

After a long time of thinking, he began to become frustrated, kicking the sand and swinging his tail at the sand as well to send it flying. Frustration was his fuel, his longing for his return to Earth the fire. That was it! A supernatural desire to go to a place, that must have been the key! Lanzer closed his eyes and stretched out his right hand, in his mind he kept replaying the clip of himself falling off of that car top and into the truck's grill, it fueled him with rage, with the desire to go back and get revenge, the desire to inflict pain on others as it was on him. His muscles tensed with each negative thought and desire for Earth. Shortly after focusing with all of his might, a rumbling vibrated his body, shaking his focus away and forcing his eyes to open. As Lanzer opened his eyes, he bore witness To what seemed to be the air in front of him slowly having lines crack through it, splintering here and there. After a decent amount of cracks appeared in the air, the rumbling became worse as the cracks started to separate, and the back drop of the silver sands and the clear night sky began to separate, leaving what looked like a jack-o-lantern's mouth to slowly open. Inside the mouth was a violet passage way that seemed to lead to no where, but deep down, Lanzer knew he had successfully created a gateway to Earth, a Garganta that would allow him to freely travel from this God forsaken 'Hueco Mundo' back to Earth where his slow, but sure reign of terror would begin. But now that he had accomplished the Garganta, what would be next?

Margret looked at the beast as it growled at her and she looked at it and smiled arrogantly, at least it wasn’t as stupid as it was ugly, right now… she was untouchable, at least for the three headed hydra as it was. She stepped from Ryuu in order to get an even better look at his power as he charged up his bala she slowly watched as the energy gathered itself quickly and he then released it in a punch. The darkness of Alexander’s soul analyzed it and fed her the information into the back of her mind Margret lit up as he fired it off and squealed like a schoolgirl as she rushed into Ryuu and hugged him as he gestured out to the expanse. “Oh my gawd that was so amazing Ryuu!” She praised lovingly perhaps with a bit much on the admiration though for someone like Ryuu that wasn’t quite possible though he probably wished she was more serious about it. She looked up at him adoration in her eyes and seemed to realize that she was supposed to be doing as he did. “Oh… right…” she said a little embarrassed. She took a step back and bowed to him “Sorry master… you omnipotent excellence overwhelmed me as usual, I’ll try to be more considerate of the situation in the future.” She apologized remembering that she was supposed to be playing the dutiful servant not the fawning schoolgirl with the super obvious crush. Margret straightened and took a few steps toward the wasteland a different look was in her eyes as she concentrated on what Ryuu had given her to do. She hefted her Scythes and looked at them, her now cool discerning eyes picking apart every detail of them she looked over at Ryuu, surprisingly her eyes unchanging as they looked over him she threw her scythes up a little letting go of the grips and caught the shafts on the way down she took a few steps toward Ryuu and deposited her scythes at his feet respectfully for him to keep an eye on. They were after all too large for Margret to hold while performing a Bala. Margret returned to her spot a few feet from Ryuu and closed her eyes it was her first time collecting spirit energy and she didn’t want to mess it up. She took a breath in eyes closed and as she exhaled her eyes opened and suddenly her hand was starting to glow with energy, it was silvery and a light black as well which made it look sort of like a steely silver, but it matched her motif rather nicely one would have to admit. She held her hands up and looked at them, they hummed with the energy and she flicked her hand out and smiled and she was rewarded with a light whistle followed by a light boom from the dune about in the same spot Ryuu had hit, in fact it was in the same spot Ryuu had hit but the gulf between them was quite obvious as Margret’s blast was but a small crater when compared to Ryuu’s rather halfhearted demonstration. “…Not enough…” she said slowly looking at her hands Margret was curious though, Ryuu used his hands but Margret’s hands would be full with her scythes then she remembered the guns on them and she walked over briskly and snatched one up and then briskly walked back noting to herself that heels were no good in this sandy terrain. She flipped the scythe around n a single fluid motion by leaning it back onto her elbow letting go and then using the momentum to let it shift around to the gun’s handle and then she tucked it up under her arm. Margret felt the blade as if it was part of her body and the ammo pack glowed with the energy instantly and she pulled the trigger. There were several kicks from her gun as Margret’s 4 bala fired from the barrel. Margret turned to look at Ryuu, a smile on her face. Then she winked and accidentally fired 5 bala from her wink “Ryuu!” Margret shouted, more surprised than Ryuu.

The sad looking hollow continued his journey through muchos. here was not much to do here at all, not much scenery other than the occasional silver tree, and lots and lots of silver sand. Thinking back to the hollow that brought him to Hueco Mundo, he remembered the other technique called acid touch he was kind enough to share, the fool. Little did this hollow know once he was strong enough, he'd leave no trace of a past teacher/instructor, whether it was a one time piece of advice or not. The image flashed through his mind. The hollow placed his hand on a tree and within seconds the tree started to rot from where his hand touched but stopped shortly after leaving directly beneath it's hand. Once the hollow took his hand away there was an imprint of the hollow's hand that had rotted away from the tree. He scoffed at the though, it seemed simple enough. Lanzer was smart enough now to figure out that the majority of a hollow's powers were based on emotion, and the main emotions used were desire, hate, disgust, and jealousy. In this case, Hate would probably be the main emotion to focus on, and it was one emotion that Lanzer was in high supply of. Grunting, he looked around, he saw a tree that seemed like it was so far in the distance it wouldn't have been worth going to get, but he needed something that posed SOME life, something other than sand that he could leave a mark on. Thus began the long trek to the lonely tree. Multiple times he'd lost count of how many steps he had taken from where he had succeeded in using the Garganta, but it felt like the tree would never get closer. Truly, frustration was building and he would end up using that in perfecting his new technique. "God damn it this really IS an endless desert..." He grunted to himself. Plenty of moments later he finally made it to the tree.

"You f***in tree! Made me walk all this distance and you're not even that big?! I'm taller than you! What the hell!" He kicked the sand and growled some more, and gripped the tree at it's thickest point. Flash backs of people passing him at his job, slides of him being fired, clearing out his desk, falling off of that car to his death, it all grew with the added frustration of the long walk. His grip tightened to the point where he heard a crack, but the tree did not break. As he pulled his hand away he noticed the crack, but what had also been noticeable was a giant rotten hand print of the tree. The newly rotten and cracked trunk of the silver tree slowly started to fall limp before the crack gave in and the tree snapped in half. He hadn't been sure if this was what was supposed to happen, but his results were fair according to him, he didn't care too much as long as it worked enough to do even a small amount of deterioration. Now that this technique was down, all that was left was to go back to Earth and begin his small, slow, but steady rise to power.