Whiteflame: Five-hundred and first post! It’s truly amazing that we’ve got-

Takuma: Couldn’t even get the 500th could you?

Demandred: I think he’s starting to lose his touch.

Takuma: Starting?

Renee: Oh come now guys, he had a perfectly reasonable reason for not being around at the time. Didn’t you?

Whiteflame: Well, of course! *twiddles thumbs and looks nervously around*

Hideaki: It was the 500th? Who cares, that’s a piddling achievement anyway. Did you see what I did with that Garganta!?

Renee: No one cares what you did.

Hideaki: You people just don’t understand the finesse of-

Takuma: Yeah, yeah, we’re all very impressed with your exploding machinery. How’s that fire in your lab doing, buddy?

Hideaki thought for a moment: Most of the fires are out, though there’s this strange pink one that seems to ignore all efforts to-

Takuma: Can we get back to whiteflame’s failure?

Acelin: He ended me! The uncouth clod let me be killed by the likes of an Espada! I challenge you to a duel, sir!

Renee smiled: Now that I’d like to see.

Whiteflame: Hey now… you’re dead, no duels.

Acelin: And you are a disembodied pair of hands typing pontificating words on a page. I think we can work something out.

Whiteflame backs up slowly: Anyone? I could really use some help here!

Demandred: Do your duty, fight the boy! He’s dead, after all.

*Whiteflame runs screaming form the room as the ethereal Acelin chases him, shouting taunts*

Haha, excellent post, Whiteflame, you had me in fits of laughter... Ah, it truly is the best medicine.

Heh, you've prompted me to write another one now, Whiteflame. XD

Bp: Well, Raijin, here's your acknowledgement. I acknowledge that you were a bastard and you tried to hurt me on several occasions...

*Laughter erupts, as Shunsui, Momo and Kogase appear by shunpo*

Kogase: The fact remains, Raijin, is that you now appear to be unstable... At least, your jokes are anyway. Oh, sorry, I meant 'stale', like two-day old bread.

Raijin: What was that, motherfucker?

Kogase: Watch out, we've got a badass here *Holds his hands out flat*

Momo: *Laughing hard* Watch out, I think he's going to explode! I know I am.

Bp: Hey, come on guys, lets be n- *Ducks as a blade is swung at his head* Violent bastards *Shaking his fist at Kogase.

Kogase: Hey, you aren't funny. No-one gives a crap about your useless, dry humour, my unfortunate friend.

Bp: Hey, is that any way to speak to your creator?

Raijin: Stop talking, your tongue is close to being ripped out and fed to you!

Bp backs away: Hey, now, violence is never the answer...

Raijin and Kogase: Well, and here we were thinking the exact opposite.

Bp backs even further away: Errrr, come on guys, how about we have some sake?

Kogase looks at Raijin: Oh, yeah, sake. After we beat you up then!

*Both run after Bp, swiping at his head*

Shunsui: Sake, where? *Looks around eagerly*

Momo: Never mind, lets leave them to their fun *Chuckles senselessly*

Bp: Ahhhhhh, curse you both, I'll just uncreate you then!

Flaring his metals had proven effective to some extent, but each of his opponents still stood, and Demandred couldn’t help but be surprised by their resilience. His metals were nearly all burned away, and yet they would not fall. Sogor had taken a blow to the head that oozed blood over one of his eyes, forcing it shut. Jiroga’s pitchfork had lost one of its three points, and he’d taken a concussive blow to the shoulder that had dislocated it. Leelee had a shattered patella on her right knee, though her speed had seemed unhampered by the blow – if anything, her response time was getting better. And, much to his disgust, Kadyn was still largely uninjured.

Demandred had suffered a few injuries himself. He’d been stabbed in the abdomen, the resulting burning sensation causing him the majority of his pain. A number of small stab wounds, the result of the tiny hairs of Leelee’s resurrección, though they had taken only a minimal toll on him. His superficial burn wounds, mostly the result of Sogor’s ceros, had taken a more visible toll as he was force to shut one eye, and a strike from Kadyn that had proven impossible to dodge or block had bruised several ribs. Four vs. one was taking its toll, and with his limited metal store, he couldn’t afford to stay in shikai. Despite knowing this, he hesitated.

Sogor seemed to perceive his doubts.

Sogor: If you want us to kill you in shikai for that foolhardy pride of yours, be my guest, soul reaper. We will be glad to end this and bring your corpse back to Master Aguantar.

Demandred sighed: For someone who pretends to know so much, you know scant little. I’d have started out in bankai immediately if not for one factor.

Sogor raised an eyebrow: And that is?

Demandred motioned towards Sajin: I was told to keep our fight separate, and I won’t be able to keep myself from helping him if you’re all dead.

Jiroga guffawed: Oh please, you expect us to believe that you’ve been capable of killing us this entire time?

Demandred met his incredulous gaze: I don’t expect you to believe anything, though it appears that I don’t have time to fool around with you four anymore.

Kadyn: You haven’t had time from the very start. The fact that your ally is still alive is a tremendous achievement, but should Master Aguantar get serious, he will find himself woefully inadequate.

Leelee giggled: As if you could help him at all. When Master Aguantar gets serious, no one is safe.

Demandred glared at them imperiously: Fraccion like you are hardly capable of making such estimations. Bankai, Kajiya no Meiro.

Demandred reached down his throat, and all four of the arrancar immediately rushed him. Before they got more than a few feet, a metal cylinder was flying in each of their directions. Kadyn held his ground and blocked the perceived strike. Leelee appeared to try to dodge around it very closely, but her quick reaction speeds forced her to dodge more forcefully in a wide arc. Jiroga slashed at it with his trident, trying to bat it aside. Sogor blasted it with a powerful cero.

Tremendous red bars formed at the site of each of them, fiery energy radiating out of the cylindrical containers. Sogor immediately pushed himself backward and Kadyn brought up his arm in a more defensive posture, but Jiroga didn’t even seem to notice, so focused was he on attacking Demandred. Beyond Leelee who had dodged outside of the effective range, each was engulfed in a tremendous pillar of fiery energy, a shocked expression on their faces.

The aftermath came slowly. Jiroga had been vaporized, nothing left of the impetuous arrancar. Half of Sogor’s cloak was a charred mess, making the runes on that side worthless. Kadyn was blackened by the force of it, but the burns he suffered were all superficial, his arm having absorbed the majority of the damage, which was left steaming across its length. Leelee seemed to have some difficulty comprehending it, just staring at her allies. Demandred appeared over by where Jiroga had fallen, grabbing up the cylinder there.

Sogor: Damnit… You were holding that back?

Demandred: That’s not all I was holding back.

A white light slid into being in the shape of a door. He sent it sliding across the desert sands towards Kadyn, who was having trouble regaining his composure. The arrancar rammed his arm into the door bodily, catching the edges. The metal of the hand had apparently been heavily weakened by the numerous blows and tremendous heat, and the door sliced through it slowly but certainly, cutting off the thumb and forefinger. He was forced to dodge around it, a difficult task that still required that most of the length of the arm enter the door, where it was heated up still further. The metal of the arm bubbled under the heat.

Leelee appeared behind Demandred, launching a flurry of hairs at him. Demandred dodged away from her easily, moving towards Sogor’s previous position to grab the cylinder there. He picked it up, only then noticing the three runes spaced around him in range.

Demandred: Damnit!

Each of them exploded into ceros that engulfed the area on which he stood. Demandred appeared a short distance away wreathed in blue flame.

Demandred: That won’t work on me anymore. I can break out of that gravitational field if I flare my metals, and now I can do that infinitely. None of you-

He broke off, attention shifting over to where the others fought. A tremendous amount of energy was gathering there, and it wasn’t Sajin’s. He’d have to move now. He flashed across the sands, a blur of flames. It wasn’t long, however, before he noticed that he was slowing down, a number of runes strewn across his path.

Sogor: You’ve certainly learned much about my ability, soul reaper, but you’ll find that it’s more than effective in stopping you from interfering against Master Aguantar.

Leelee appeared in front of him, launching a vicious kick that he was forced to catch. The needle-like hairs on her leg tore into his hands, making him grit his teeth. He tried to throw her away so that he could escape the mine field he’d fallen into, but her reaction time was too fast, and she rotated in his grip, pushing off the ground with her hands and thrusting her other foot into his chin. Several teeth cracked, and his jaw groaned under the strain, even with flared pewter. She cart wheeled out of the area as a cero overtook him.

No sign of movement escaped the shower of sand that followed, and Leelee sent another shower of needles into the mess. A blossom of red fire appeared there instead of movement, flames obscuring their vision for a moment. Suddenly Demandred appeared from just outside of the range, running close behind the white sliver of light he’d created. Runes disappeared as it scraped across the desert sands, providing a clear path for him to run on. Sogor tisked, launching a cero at him that Demandred batted aside. Kadyn proved too injured to keep up, and he dodged Leelee’s needles with easy. Any melee attacks would have been risky with the door right there.

So it was that he appeared beside his besieged friend, pulling him out of harm’s way while their opponent’s gathered together. Aguantar appeared to be chewing them out for losing one of their allies as Demandred and Sajin synced up their energies for the fight to come.

Sajin: Did they give you much trouble?

Demandred: Too much. I only have 5 cylinders left now, unless I go grab some of those from the door. The rest I had to leave behind.

Sajin: That will have to do. How’s your physical state?

Demandred: Not as bad as yours. I’ll be able to fight normally, and I’ll have plenty of time to flare my metals before that becomes detrimental.

Sajin: This one is strong, Demandred. That blast was far beyond anything that I expected, and he might be able to use it again.

Demandred: We won’t give him time. Let’s do this.

Aguantar was still chastising his charges as they attacked. Aguantar, Sogor and Leelee scattered as Sajin’s giant blade swept across the desert sands, though Kadyn’s injuries were too severe, and he had no time to move, placing his arm up for defense. The blade would likely only have nicked the arm if not for a flared push from Demandred, which sent it slicing through the whole mess as though it weren’t even there. Kadyn, along with his arm, was split into two pieces, blood splattering the sands as he fell.

Aguantar: Tierra el Perdición!

The 25 meter orb of earth formed about Demandred, though this time, it was far better controlled. The insides of the orb were a litany of slicing and stabbing objects, and flared bismuth was not enough to escape it. He flung a cylinder above him, making certain that it was angled horizontally before hunkering down. The flaming cylinder gave him superficial burns all along his back, though it did the job, shattering the orb around him and turning the sands to glass about him. Aguantar moved to strike him directly, bringing down his metal club. Demandred flared iron and pewter, hanging onto two cylinders like a short staff as he aimed to block it. Even with that strength behind them, the club left them dented, though the moment of surprise Aguantar showed was enough of an opening. He lashed out with the open and bloody palm of his right hand, ramming it into the Espada’s chest and sending him spilling across the sands just as a huge rocky fist hurtled down on top of him.

Sajin tried to strike at Leelee with his blade, though she easily dodged it. Sogor launched several ceros at him, which were easily blocked by the padding of the giant’s legs. Leelee moved in to strike at him directly, managing to force back one of the giant’s hands as Sajin tried to push her away. He brought the other between himself and her as she came in range.

Sajin: Bakudo #8: Seki!

An orb-like shield formed on the back of his hand and the giant’s. Leelee attacked carelessly into it, sending her careening across the dunes behind her. A rune appeared on the round where the giant’s hand had been placed, holding it in position for a moment as he struck himself, appearing behind Sajin, firing a cero from each hand. Sajin allowed his giant to etherealize, rising up and out of danger, or so he thought. A rune appeared behind the chest padding of the giant, and a cero caught him point blank, sending him and the giant toppling backward.

Sajin rose up, quickly being joined by Demandred and sweeping his blade across the desert sands. This time, assisted by the pushes and pulls of Demandred’s abilities, each of their three opponents had to dodge the strikes carefully, uncertain of the speed and range of any given strike. Rivulets formed in the sands as the blade glided across them, a reaper of death. Aguantar tried to block it with his club, though the force of a sudden flared push made it impossible for him to hold his footing, sending the blade across his chest and making a bloody groove. Leelee managed to barely dodge around it, being forced to move well out of range rather than attempt a strike. Sogor merely kept his distance, waiting for an opportunity.

Sajin nodded at Demandred, and they rushed forward, moving to attack.

???: ENOUGH!

All eyes turned to the figure above them stepping out of a Garganta. Aizen and Hisagi stood in the air above him, the former gazing haughtily down at them. Aguantar growled at him.

Aguantar: This is our fight, Aizen! Who are you to say we should stop.

Aizen glanced at him uncaringly: Do not make me teach you another lesson, Aguantar. I will not be so kind this time.

Aguantar glowered as Leelee and Sogor moved to him, supporting him as he suddenly began to show fatigue. The numerous high energy blasts and abilities he’d used had taken their tolls.

Demandred: And you expect us to listen? We are not your lapdogs, Aizen!

Aizen: You’ll listen, Demandred, because I’m providing you the only route out of here that doesn’t require more deaths on your end.

Sajin: You expect us to believe you?

Aizen: No, but you don’t have much choice. How are you planning to get out of here? I just left Soul Society, and it seems that the device that brought you here could use some… repairs.

Demandred: Damn you, Aizen! What have you done now?

Aizen: Why don’t you find out yourself? This Garganta will lead you back home. I’ll even allow you to gather up the other captains and vice captains, dead and alive.

Sajin: And if we refuse?

Aizen smiled at him: Do you really want to face me again that badly, Sajin? It would appear that you’ve used up quite a bit of your strength fighting Aguantar, though perhaps you’ll prove me wrong.

Sajin scowled at him, though he knew he was right. He nodded at him begrudgingly, deactivating his bankai.

Demandred looked at him incredulously: This is INSANE! Are you saying that we should give up!?

Sajin looked at him levelly: He’s right, Demandred. We don’t have a choice.

Demandred: We do! We can fight him here and end this!

Sajin: We’re done here Demandred! That’s an order!

Demandred stared daggers at him, though he begrudgingly accepted the authority of the senior captain. He moved to where he’d felt Takuma’s energy earlier, and Sajin to where he felt Renee’s. Though no one attacked, the eyes of the arrancar never left them until they disappeared into the closing maw, and no one else spoke. Demandred was the last to go through, his teeth shattered grinding so hard that blood dripped out of the corners of his mouth.

Hisagi: Was that alright, Aizen? We could have killed them all here, and ended almost half of Soul Society’s strength. Why give up such an advantage?

Aizen: Allow me to teach you something that your captain never understood, Hisagi. The enemy you know is far less dangerous than the enemy you don’t, and Soul Society is far less dangerous than the Schola. Their battle is inevitable, and I’d rather that they have to fight it than that we do. And I want Soul Society to win that battle.

Hisagi seemed doubtful, though Aizen clapped him on the shoulder.

Aizen: It’s alright if you don’t understand yet, but unlike my last strike on Soul Society, I don’t mean to squander the Espada. They are a precious resource, and I can’t have too many of them dying, can I?

He spared a sidelong glance at Aguantar, who was still seething. The Espada met his gaze, and Aizen smiled. Yes, resources like this were too dear to waste.

-----------------------Angel--------------­---­---­--

Once Aion made it up the stairs he got a glimpse of what seemed like a pure white angel before being blown back down the stairs. The angel walked down the first 3 steps.

??? in a distorted voice: You all left me behind... I hate you... I hate you... I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!

Aion was blasted away yet again and was impaled by the angel's arm.

Aion(the light leaving his eyes): May.....

The angel removed her fist and melted into the form of a crying May.

May: Aion! Please don't die! I didn't mean to!

Kenshi appears throwing an unconscious Aion over his shoulder and leading May down the stairs by the hand.

Okay, from this point onwards, we will be waiting for Frost and Gaia to finish any posts they have left, plus Whiteflame and Kevy if they have anything else they want to post. In about a week, I'll post an introduction, plus a long post, starting off the God's Realm Arc. I'll explain as much as possible in this post, so please keep your eyes open for this and be ready for an interesting Arc.

N.B. The posting order won't apply for a bit at the start of the Arc, so you guys can post out of order and whenever you like.

~The Arch-Angel vs the Angel of Death~

Pantos: You have tested my patience for the last time boy. Release. Verguënza. *a large explosion forces Kenshi to fly up* I'm going to finish this quickly. *from the dust cloud he was hidden in, a grand rey cero fired straight at Kenshi, so massive he couldn't evade in time*

Kenshi: I won't lost to someone like you!!! Take this!! *the floating prisms around line up in front of him* *he fires an arrow that is amplified in power as it goes through each prism, the arrow then proceeded to clash with Pantos's Cero*

Pantos: What?! Where did you get such power!?

Kenshi: I will get revenge for what happened in the soul society!!

Pantos: *smiles* Is that so? Then perfect. *he sonidos directly behind and grabs him by the head. Don't mind if i use that to my advantage.

Kenshi:What are you doing?! *he turns around swinging at a disappeared Pantos* Come out here and fight me you coward! Dammit!!!!!!!! *through his fit of rage Kenshi began firing arrows in random directions not caring what they hit*

Pantos then appeared in front of him kicking him towards the ground, but he stayed hovering in the air

Pantos: You really should learn to keep your rage in check. It will be your downfall, just like in our previous duel. How about we have some fun with this new found rage. Come at me then. *he smiled wickedly in an attempt to provoke Kenshi*

Kenshi: RAH!!!!!! *he began firing arrows at Pantos who easily dodged* Enough! *he grabbed the crystal in his crown causing it to glow black* Die! *miasma poured out and flew at Pantos*

Pantos: What the hell?! *he flew up trying to avoid it but it flew faster covering his wings* Gah!! *he fell out of the sky due to his wings being numbed*

Kenshi: Fortis!! *the miasma came to the ground in front of Pantos and formed into the shape of a large man*

Fortis:For master Kenshi! *he brought his fists up smashing Pantos into the ground, he split into two now in the form of two Parva's

Parva's: oblitus terra occidentem! *in their new forms they began firing beams of miasma at Pantos by teleporting all around the battlefield, as this was happening the crystal arrows in the ground were building up forming a circle around all of them*

Pantos: You're too slow! *he fired two cero's destroying the Parva's* Is that all you have soul reaper!

Velox: You're just meeting the family. *Velox appeared and reappeared very rapidly around pantos throwing shuriken at him then disappearing*

Pantos: You must be kidding. *he looked around watching Velox analyzing his patterns* Die.*he sonidoed in front of where Velox appeared next with a charged cero pointed at his head*

Velox: Shit.

Velox was blasted to pieces leaving the miasma floating in the air

Pantos: Fight me yourself you coward! *he raised his sword to Kenshi who was now at the top of the nearly finished dome of prism crystal*

Kenshi: I win. *he flew out as it closed up flying higher about sixty feet above the dome and aimed his bow directly at the top*Ten no hikari! *he focused his energy into one overly large golden arrow*

Pantos: No! I will not stand for this! *with the miasma gone from his wings he flew up towards the top*

Fortis appeared above him from the lingering cloud and tried to hit him down

Fortis: No escape!!

Pantos: Out of my way!!*he dodges the attack and then stabs him through the chest,he then cut him in half* I will not die!

the miasma cloud now turned to the two PArva's

Parva1: No escape! Master Kenshi won't allow it! *he started shooting beams from above to slow him down*

Pantos:Too easy! Cero! *he shot his cero destroying Parva1 leaving a cllear course to the top*

Parva2: *in a psychotically distorted voice*Bye bye. *he latched onto Pantos and teleported them both to the bottom of the dome right as Kenshi fired the arrow from above* Yay! I helped!

As Pantos in a fit of rage fired an oversized gran rey cero at the top of the dome, the arrow entered colliding with it sending beams of energy in all directions having the light energy bounce around everywhere

Pantos:NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

as the light bounced around it resulting in it turning different colors then to an eruption of rainbow explosion destroying an entire portion of Las Noches, being visible from the rest of the battlefield

Kenshi had flown away to avoid the explosion and now was flying off towards the source of Aions reiatsu

Kenshi: What the hell is he doing here?! He isn't fit to fight! *he landed and entered a maze following it where he found Aion being stabbed by May* May no! *he flew over and caught Aion as he fell*

May: Lord Aion! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!

Kenshi: May! Your nova! Heal him!

May: Oh!... UH!! Angels kiss! *she was enveloped in light as she became clad in rabbit themed pink and silver armor, her mallet doubled in size and showed a heart on one side and a skull on the other* Pow pow! *she slammed her mallet at Aions head with the heart side dending him flying into the nearby wall*

Aion: May!! OW!! What was that for?!

May: *she looked him up and down seeing all of his injuries were either ealed or were closing up* Yay! I saved master Aion!

Excellent post, Frost. XD

Bp: Holy hell, I saw a- *Crack* ow...

Gaia: No, holy hell, I just saw a freakin' two-headed unicorn! Better?

Frost: No! Shut up and go home... Holy fucking hell, that is one massive motherfucking unicorn, that I see thar!

Whiteflame: Guys, guys, you're doing it all wrong *Ducks as everyone throws hard objects at him* At least let me get to my corner... XD

Kevy: Can I sing a song?

Raijin, Shunsui, Takuma, Hideaki, Kogase and Kenshi appear: NO!

Kevy, looking hurt: Meanies!

*Bp laughs* What are you laughing at, asshole?! Raijin snarls, then shunpoes and snatches Bp up, then diappears and when he returns, Bp is nowhere to be seen.

More Shinigami appear: Party! Party! Party!

Bp returns sheepishly: Sorry, Guys, my devious counter-part there decided to drop me somewhere far away...

Whiteflame, looking drunk, slurs: Whatsh that? *Then passes out, his elbow dipping in sake*

Everyone else looks written off, so Bp grabs the nearest flask of sake, downs it and then repeats the process many times over, until finally he can't even think straight.

Bp: Goodnight... M-m-m-mooooonn! *Falls face forwards into the asleep Captain Matsumoto's boobs*

-End scene-

A hundred coma'd Shinigami, and an idiot being chased by a slut.

Arc Two: The God's Realm

[Trouble Above! Raijin Leaves The Soul Society] Part One

Raijin feels the power reverberating through his whole being, the power similar to that of Ajisukita, but somehow different. Raijin looks up, feeling even more of the same power flare up, somewhere above him.

-What's going on?-

Toshiro looks at him. 'So, you feel it too? I'm sorry Raijin, but you are going to have to leave the Soul Society... eight of the available Captains agreed to it in a meeting and I have to protect the Seireitei and Soul Society.'

Raijin nods. 'Fine, I'll leave, but I hope one day I'll be back; I enjoyed it here, you know.' *Raijin shunpoes with resolution, out of the Squad One barracks*

-Meanwhile-

Ajisukitakahikone: Well, well, brother; just what have we here?

Kaminari: I don't know what you are talking about, brother!

A-kone: That power will be mine! I am sick of being the younger God, looked down upon by you and father. Us Radical Gods, we are the ones who will rule and destroy annoying pets, such as humans, Shinigami, Hollows and Schola-alike. *Leaves room*

Kaminari: (Watching his brother leave) This will be the death of you, my dear brother...

I'd like to Rp as the Vice Captain of Squad 5 if that'd be okay.
I've never Role Played before so this is new to me. xD

Yeah, sure, you can do that, but if you wanted, you could create a character with a Zanpakuto like these guys have done, as the Shinigami aren't going to be doing much in this second Arc we're just starting. Go to Characters for the Clan War and have a look through the different characters and Zanpakutos. XD

Life... Is what you make it! XD

I'm bored, so I'm posting something random. I feel like Chicken Tonight, like Chicken Tonight, like Chicken Tonight!

Bp: Where's my chicken, bitch?!

Yo! Where's everybody? XD

[Trouble Above! Raijin Leaves The Soul Society] Part Two

Raijin woke, his joints and limbs searing with pain. He hadn't realised just how fiercely and toughly he fought against the Number Two Espada and he had sustained injuries that would have killed lesser Shinigami. And, to top it all off, it seemed he couldn't even use the Thunder God's power any more, instead Raijin had almost lost control of himself and would have destroyed everyone, even Raiden and Kogase.

(Time Skip - Two Days)

Raijin had been fully healed and was training, since the other Shinigami seemed to reluctant to be anywhere near him, though Raijin didn't really blame them. When a Shinigami of Raijin's level lost control of his power, it was a serious matter.

Raijin sat down and began to meditate quietly. He understood that he would be able to commune with his Inner World, if he meditated for a while. Raijin actually enjoyed meditating - it wasn't as fun as fighting, but it was damn peaceful. Raijin continued relaxing and drawing slow, deep breathes, as he waited to meld with the world inside of himself and his soul. After several more minutes, Raijin felt himself phase into the Inner World and then came face to face with Ajisukita, or least he thought it must be Ajisukita, though he looked different than last time they met.

'That's odd! You don't normally look like that? Are you really Ajisukita?' Raijin asked tentatively.

'I am Hageshii Raikouarashi, the appearance of your Bankai. There is someone else here to meet you, Raijin. He is the basis of my existence, my alter-ego, so to speak.'

Raijin looked on in astonishment, as another being began to form, manifesting itself from Hageshii Raikouarashi and forming a being similar to how Raijin looked when used his Manifestation Ability. The creature even had a blue/white mask, which complemented the hardened substance all over its body.

'Who are you?'

The creature appeared so rapidly, Raijin wasn't even aware it had moved until he noticed it was standing right in front of him. It looked at him through darkened eyes.

'Don't you know who I am? You should!'

Raijin rolled his eyes. 'Then just tell me! Stop wasting my time...'

The creature leaned over and spoke into his ear. 'I am Ajisukitakahikone; you summoned my powers when you used the mask... I'm honestly surprised at your stupidity, Raijin. Now, you will do as I say! You are no longer a pawn of the Soul Society, you are mine! You will do as I say and fight who I tell you to, or you will die a horrible death.'

Raijin scowled. 'I don't do what anyone tells me! What are you gonna do about it if I don't?'

'I'll take my powers and Ajisukita's powers away from you... In short, you'll be a soul without a Zanpakuto, a weakling who won't be able to fight anymore... Do you understand me?'

Raijin glared furiously at A-kone. 'This isn't over, you bastard! I'll go along with your plans for now, but I will have my revenge for this insult to my pride and principles.'

A-kone grinned.

-What do I do?!-


(-Time Skip, Thirty Years Ago, Realm of the Gods-)

A-kone, Takemikazuchi and Kaminari were all arguing, again, in the Hall of Gods. Constantly Kaminari was against Takemikazuchi and A-kone. They argued because Father loved Kaminari more and the other two were constantly forgotten. It had been said, among human mythology that A-kone had been a baby and had to be set out to sea, whenever he was screaming and crying, because it was the only way to calm him down. Another myth was that he had destroyed a mortuary house and it had become the mountain, Moyama.

'Father loves you two just as much as he loves me. You are being foolish, Akkie. And, Tammy, you are being silly too.'

'I hate that nickname... Plus, you are wrong, he has no time for us and we both had it with you two. We have formed a new group, the Radical Gods, we'll take your power for ourselves!'

Kaminiari gaped on in shock. 'You'd be disowned, doesn't that bother you? And what would you do with our power?'

A-kone glared. 'None of your business! Let's go, Take, its time for our mission to begin.'

-To Be Continued-

[Trouble Above! Raijin Leaves The Soul Society] Part Three

Raijin watched the sun go down. His head was still trying to figure out a solution to his problem; Evidently, trying to go against Ajisukitakahikone wasn't going to work. Raijin had no idea how the God would steal his powers, but he didn't want to know and he wasn't exactly enthused about the idea of losing his powers. At this point in his life, Raijin had only his powers and he wasn't about to give them up.

-What should I do?! Should just give in to the bastard?-

Raijin continued to sit there, watching the ocean rise and fall and contemplating what he should do. Nothing came to mind, so he just sat there and lazed in the moonlight.

Suddenly, he felt a spiritual presence, so he turned to see what was going on and came face to face with another Shinigami, one whom he didn't recognise. 'Who are you?!'

The Shinigami relaxed, then sat down with a sigh. 'The name is... Gaishima Shiretsu. I know who you are though; you were a part of that mission to Hueco Mundo... I felt the reiatsu of the Captains and you, leaving to go there through that Garganta.'

'How do you know so much about Shinigami business? I wasn't aware that there were any Shinigami who wore rags and had the reiatsu close to as powerful as a Vice-captain, that was just roaming around, finding out about classified Shinigami business' Raijin said bluntly, noting the rags Gaishima wore.

'I know about what was going on, because I have felt everything that was going on. Shishira picks up on everything and he is especially interested in you. You see, Shishira is the embodiment of a God of Winter and also wondered about your Zanpakuto's spirit... Ajisukita, I believe he was called?'

Raijin glared at the other man. 'I wasn't aware that my Zanpakuto had become the knowledge of a Pseudo-Shinigami... Explain, please.'

'Well, my Zanpakuto, Shishira, felt the reiatsu of your Zanpakuto and when I saw him next, he remarked about it and said you were quite powerful, but he had a feeling that Ajisukitakahikone would try to use you to further his own gains. You see, the Gods are fighting amongst themselves, hence the power you can feel above you. If I were you, I'd join up with me and Shishira. Shishira isn't a part of the Radical or Unradical Gods, he simply looks after himself and I think there's a chance he could protect you, if you needed it. Normally, I wouldn't extend that offer to anyone, but I feel that you are alone, just like me.'

Raijin stared at him. 'Protect... me? I have never had someone offer something like that before; I guess I should be appreciative, though i have no idea what to say.'

'Don't say anything...'

(-Meanwhile, in the Realm of the Gods-)

A-kone stood with Take and Ares. Ares was also sick of the other Gods and his natural tendency to strive for more power always seemed to bolster this choice. Ares was scary, even for a God. A-kone noticed that Raijin still hadn't communed with his Zanpakuto and was beginning to feel like he'd have to scare the stubborn, former Shinigami.

Kaminari and his father stood in the front of the other Gods, both looking furious and betrayed. So naive, it had taken Kaminari thirty years just to realise that his brothers weren't coming back, that everything wasn't alright and probably never would be.

His father had just officially disowned him and Take, as though both had still been a part of the House of Thunder... His mother was, as always, nowhere to be seen. A-kone had to admit that he actually missed her, she had always gone out of her way to smother her children with love and this made even A-kone feel bad, though he wasn't about to change his mind now.

-So foolish!-

Even after a couple of days of recuperation from her physical wounds, Renee was not well. She put on a brave face, walked through the crowds of soul reapers, hardly noticing as a few of the less harried groups bowed to her in deference as she passed. Her expression betrayed no emotion, perhaps to a faulty extent. Unlike Demandred, she didn’t hide her emotions behind a tough exterior. She simply was a calm, even individual, difficult to fluster, but one who showcased emotion coolly when she felt it.

She didn’t know that she was the same person anymore. That Espada had opened the floodgates, and now her emotional state felt… raw… It was as though her insides had been exposed completely to the world and then flushed back beneath her skin. She could feel it as though the wind still blew on pink flesh, as though the grit of the world outside now nested in every nook and cranny of her muscles. It perturbed her to say the least.

But she was deluding herself to think that Pantos had done such intense damage. Certainly, it was a wound unlike any other, but one that she would survive, and one that would disappear with time. Her cool nature would return with time.

No, what shook her most was the surge of power she experienced, something unlike even when she achieved bankai. It had been almost primal, as though a part of her she never knew was there suddenly gushed out of her. It had been overwhelming. It had been intense. And yet all of the fear that Pantos made her feel could not compare to the horror she felt as she realized that that power came from within her. She didn’t understand her own power anymore, something she had relied on for so long.

It was these thoughts that weighed upon her all of the way towards her destination, so much so that she didn’t even realize she’d arrived until she bumped into the door. She stumbled backward, surprised by her lack of spatial awareness. She reached quickly for the handle, hoping no one had seen what had happened.

The door flew open before her hand reached it, slamming hard against the inside wall. Demandred stood in the doorway, his expression similar to a thunderhead of thinly veiled rage. Though his face had always been weathered and lined with age far beyond his years, those now seemed less a sign of veneration and more cracks in the façade he had built for years to conceal the chaotic emotions beneath. His chest heaved, his Adam’s apple rising and descending rapidly as though he’d just gotten out of an extremely trying argument. He practically bowled her over as he stalked out, leaving the door to the meeting hall open. Renee thought to ask him what had gotten into him, but the tense set of his shoulders and jaw spoke of an unwillingness to oblige, so she reluctantly turned to enter the chamber.

Toshiro: Oh good, a voice of reason.

The hall was large, but certainly not cavernous. Still, with only the two of them in there, Renee couldn’t help but feel dwarfed in this space. She had seen this place as a room of communion, but now it felt like a place of judgment. Such an odd thought. There was no reproach or disdain in those blue, analytical eyes. Or was it the thought of absent captains, past and present, judging her? She tried not to let her voice quaver as she spoke, and though she succeeded in that endeavor, her words still sounded quiet as a mouse.

Renee: It would seem that reason is needed in these troubled times.

Toshiro gazed at her solemnly: Acelin’s death was…

Renee: Mine to bear.

She didn’t leave anything out of her report, so the rest of her words passed unsaid. Words about how Acelin had died protecting her; words about the tears that followed, unbidden and inexorable; words about the power that called to her shortly thereafter, sparing her the fate he’d suffered.

Toshiro: No, not yours alone. His, Shiatake’s and Renji’s death are a grief we all share, Renee. You cannot, nor should you, bear it alone.

Renee held her silence. His words gave her little comfort. Renee had beheld more deaths than she dared remember, but Acelin’s was different. Perhaps the despair Pantos had made her feel had imprinted it further on her soul, but it didn’t feel that simple. Acelin’s last words lingered heavily on her mind.

Toshiro: What is behind us we cannot forget, but what is ahead is a road of pitfalls and blind turns. I am calling a captain’s meeting. We cannot afford to make anymore rash moves. We cannot afford to lose more of our best soul reapers.

Renee nodded. It made sense that Demandred had stormed out so suddenly like that now. Perhaps it had been imprudent to launch the attack against Hueco Mundo, but he obviously felt otherwise. Renee had agreed with him beforehand, but now… All of the logic that had brought her to agree with Demandred seemed like little more than a silly girl’s fantasy.

Renee: You didn’t bring me here just to announce that did you?

Toshiro: No, I did not. I brought you here to inform you of my decision to replace your vice captain.

That caught her by surprise, and Renee couldn’t conceal the startled look on her face.

Renee: I don’t get to decide that for myself, Captain Commander?

Toshiro sighed: I wish I could let you decide, but recent developments have forced me to make difficult decisions, and this is not one I can entrust to you. She’s not exactly… your type.

Renee frowned. He wouldn’t say that unless this was a particularly odd individual. Who was this girl?

Toshiro: I assure you, she’s one of the strongest soul reapers we have, a recent grad placed in the Fourth Squad. Unfortunately, she proved to be an abysmal healer, and there have been… complaints. She is, however, a very capable fighter, with tremendous potential for growth.

Renee: And you mean to hand her off to me?

Toshiro: I mean to help her to control herself a little better. Whether you like it or not, this is the card you’ve been dealt. You’re dismissed, Captain.

Renee couldn’t help but see the irony of that statement. She didn’t even understand herself any longer, how could she teach someone else control?

Still, she didn’t speak, instead bowing stiffly. She hadn’t noticed the annoyance in her voice, though Toshiro certainly had. Renee wasn’t one to object to authority, yet she couldn’t help but be aghast that her choice in this instance had been made for her. Did he mean to heal the wound left by Acelin’s death with this new vice captain? She was skeptical.

That was an awesome post, Whiteflame. Golly, you surprise me with your talent every single time you post! XD

Isane: "Toku, if you continue like that you're going to end up killing the captain-commander."

Toku looked up from what he was doing.

Toku: "Oops, sorry Captain Kotetsu" He quickly adjusted the kido he was using to heal captain Hitsugaya.

Isane: *sigh* "Really Toku, for somebody so skilled with kido, you sure do make alot of mistakes."

Toku shrugged. There wasn't anything to say, He was excellent at kido, but horrible at paying attention.

Toku: (hesitantly)"Hey Captain, can I ask you something?"

Isane: "Sure what is it?"

Toku: "That soul reaper who died, you knew him right?"

Isane: "Renji? Yes I knew him quite well. We were friends from when we were both vice-captains."

Toku: "Oh I see, I'm sorry, you probably don't want to think about that so soon."

Isane: "A little, but don't worry about it. Now enough chitchat, we have work to do."

Toku: "Okay, but one more thing though."

Isane: "What is it?" Isane asked from the other bed where she was treating another patient.

Toku: "Was Toshiro's skin always purple?"

Epic post, Wantadog :). Purple skin... XD

[Gift Of The Gab! The Furious Scuffle Between Ice and Thunder]

Odin halted, the other Gods were looking at him with questions in their eyes... He was now curious as to why they were staring at him so queerly. He looked up, noticing another God, but one who had a flowing cape and robes made from a sleek, icy material, or substance. Shishira, the Lord of Winter and God over all things frozen/flowing. He wondered why that particular God was there, since she had been the only one to remain fully neutral and wasn't opposed or unopposed to the fighting between the Radicals and Unradicals. Foolish, Odin thought.

-Just what is SHE doing here, anyway-

Finally Odin noticed the two Shinigami accompanying her and he blinked between, appearing right next to the two Shinigami and Shishira. He wrinkled his lengthy nose in disgust, leaning closer to the culprits.

'You Shinigami stink. What are you doing here?'

'I am Gaishima Shiretsu, Shishira's counter-part and I have come to tell you that I won't allow the Thunder God to have Raijin! Raijin is coming with me and that's final... Show 'em, Shishira!'

Shishira ruffled her snowy, magnificent cloak and flared out her awesome power, surprising even Odin, though not for long. Odin glanced away, emotionless as always, unless it was in the presence of his son, Thor. Suddenly A-kone appeared, fluidly moving so quickly that even Odin had trouble seeing the movement.

'You will do no such thing. Raijin is mine!'

A-kone disappeared again, slicing his hand through the air and raising a bolt of lightning twirled around his arm and fist, then punched viciously into Shishira, releasing the lightning into her. It exploded violently and Raijin, along with Gaishima, feel to the ground, unable to even move, now they were in the presence of two Gods fighting at insane levels of power. A-kone struck at Shishira again, but this time she was ready and managed to dodge and send a huge wave of sub-zero ice at the Thunder God. The Winter God was almost surreal in this form, reacting almost as fast as A-kone. He struck again, this time just managing to catch her and the explosion curled around her and lances of ice shattered and feel to the ground. Indeed, her cloak was made of icy snow. She feel swiftly, then landed almost gracefully.

'Come and get me, you vile bastard!' She taunted him, a furious look on her beautiful face.

A-kone howled with anger and rage, blinking between so swiftly, she didn't even expect an attack of such magnitude and the explosion rocked even Odin and covered Shishira in grey/yellow smoke. A-kone waited as she recovered. Even Shishira seemed to be less than a match for the Thunder God, as she leant forward, splattering blood on the floor of the massive Hall.

'You bastard! She made as if to get Gaishima and Raijin, but A-kone appeared first and scooped the Rogue Shinigami up in his hands, then kicked Gaishima at her.

'Take your piece of trash Shinigami and get out! We don't need your kind here.'

Shishira limped over to Gaishima, slung him over her shoulder and sped away, not even bothering to look back, as she must have known that she had failed in her piteous quest. Odin sighed, he had always kind of liked Shishira, but her reckless ways were going to get her killed one of these days, even though A-kone had said they couldn't kill any of the Gods. Apparently if a God died, their power was lost forever. Odin wasn't sure if he believed this or not, he was a representative of Death and had seen many strange things in this time.

'Odin? Are you listening?' A-kone spoke to him, evidently in an irritated tone, though Odin wasn't at afraid of the other God.

'What?' He said emotionlessly.

'I said we should pay a visit to the Shinigami and extract the secrets they seem to be holding... I want to know why people like Raijin and that other short Shinigami exist!'

'Then we'll do it... Stop pestering me!' Odin replied back nonchalantly, still snapping slightly.

A-kone stepped back slightly. 'Okay, okay; I'm not trying to antagonise you, I simply am interested in these Pseudo-Shinigami and want to understand their power.'

'Even if you do discover the source of their power, which looks to me as that of Gods, then would you really understand it? What are you really looking for, Akkie?' Odin referred to him as the name Take sometimes called him and Kaminari used to.

'I don't know, but it may help us in this fight. Why did you join us, Odin? You're probably, debatably, one of the most powerful Gods in existence. What could we possibly offer you?'

'An opportunity to see why people always make a fuss about the notion of 'fun'.'

A-kone just stared at him.

'I didn't expect you to understand... I'm not even sure I do myself, but all I know is that I will try to understand this emotion and it is my Judgement to do so; I will be by your side until that happens.'

A-kone nodded, then turned away. 'Take, Ares, lets leave Odin to think and We'll go find Mother Earth and see if she has come to a conclusion yet.'

A-kone and the other two left Odin alone and walked out of the gigantic hall.

Odin continued to ponder.

-Can I really discover what 'emotion' is?-

Earth’s Alliance

Ares and A-kone enters into the Gaia’s Realm and stood in a place that looked like the Garden of Eden. Its magnificent knew no bounds.

As they were about to make a step into the greenery a melodious voice otter a few words to them

Gaia: Stand where you are not even Gods venture through my realm.

Gaia sprouted like a tree in front of them in all her glory. The water that is her hair when it splashed on the ground the sunlight reflection would cause rainbows to form at her feet.

A-kone: Gaia, have you made a decision?

Gaia: So Hasty young one. I know your feelings and I don’t fully agree with them but the Gods have ignored me too long… Millenniums of service and still nothing

A-kone: Is that a yes Gaia. Can we count on you to aid us?

Gaia: Yes, I have stood idly by for too long it is time for the Gods to know the power that is I.


(Just warming up next time it should be longer)

this is the second part to Toku's intro. This will give a bit more info about him.
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2 hours later


Toku: (sigh) "Sheesh, you turn one person's skin purple and the whole world is against you!" Toku gave another sigh and sat down on a large stone with his legs crossed. Toku looked around. He was in the forest beside the Kusajishi district where he used to live. "Same as always I see." Toku calmly closed his eyes and began to enter his inner world.

???: "Oh look! I have a guest."

Toku opened his eyes to see a tall man wearing a mask in front of him. "Hello Nekokaburi, always a pleasure."

Neko: "Ha! At this rate, you'll be less honest than me," he said with a chuckle. "Now what do you want eh?"

Toku: "I want my bankai." Toku said coolly.

Nekokaburi raised his eyebrows from behind his mask. "Don't waste my time. You're not worthy of my bankai!"

Toku: "That's for me to decide, not you." Toku replied with the same cool stare.

Neko: "Bah! How dare you! You, who hides his power behind those disgusting shinigami devices." he yelled, pointing at the gloves on Toku's hands. "Somebody that cowardly doesn't deserve my bankai!"

Toku: "My spiritual pressure is dangerous. I wear these to protect the people around me."

Nekokaburi raised his head and began to howl with laughter. "All right then. How about I make you a deal? I'll give you bankai as long as you become my slave and work for me."

Toku looked around at the horror movie style carnival scenery. "I'm hyperactive, not stupid. I know quite well that you're real motive is something far more sinister. I'll ask you one more time for my bankai."

Neko: "And i'll once again tell you no. When I deem that you're worthy, and only then, will I give you bankai."

Toku: "Very well. Then it seems as though we're done here." With that Toku left his inner world. He stared around at the forest. "Well I might as well get back to squad 4 or Captain Kotetsu will have me scrubbing the squad 11 barracks." Toku shunpo'd off in the direction of seireitei. (in his head) 'There have been alot of rumors lately about some weird soul reapers with odd powers. I wonder if there's any truth to that.'

(in Toku's inner world)
Neko: "Humph! He comes in here making demands and acting all cool...and he only asks for bankai! Bah! The fool doesn't even have a clue about his true power."


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~Enemy of Foe~

Above the soul society the same spacial rift Kanna had used before to enter the soul society ripped a hole in the sky extending a bridge of light to the squad one barracks, coming down was a large caravan of carriages all bearing the crest of Schola clan. At the front was Kenshi in his angel form with one wings missing and blood spattered over his body, carrying an unconscious and bloody Aion

Kenshi: Soul reapers!!! We require medical assistance!!

The caravan stopped in the squad one court yard as many people began to unpack and settle before they were surrounded by Soul reapers

Kenshi: Away from lord aion's people!! *he fired an arrow missing one and fell over onto his knees from over exerting himself* I demand to see the head captain!

The other Gods were senile. Their thoughts were clouded with a gentle bias that favoured the weak. He hated that. Anubis had always sought to remove power from the weak willed Gods, but had been incapable of besting all of them. What better time then now to finally act out his whims? When there were others with the same ambitions as he? He gripped his staff tightly and let out a massive reiatsu. These other Gods. These "Radicals" would definitely find him. And then he would join them.

His mind had been made up. Even if they couldn't find him, he would find them.

[End]

My first post of the forum. Sorry it's short and that I haven't posted until now, but as I get more and more involved, my posts will become of better quality.

It was all shit.

The thought was not new to Ogodei. He often noticed little details that made him similarly pessimistic, though today, details were not required. Despite the relative lack of damage to Soul Society in general, a certain defeatist sentiment reigned over the soul reapers he observed, an attitude echoed from the previous days.

The cause wasn’t difficult to ascertain. Many viewed the very fact of Aizen’s incursion as a sign of despair, signifying just how little the walls of the Seireitei mattered and how little protection this place proffered. The fall of the Captain Commander in battle was a source of concern as well, a sign that even the strongest among them were vulnerable. His survival had been a relief, but the loss itself was difficult to bear. To top it all off, the infiltration of Hueco Mundo had ended in a rapid retreat. Perhaps it was ill-fated to begin with, perhaps the strength of the captains was simply not enough to stand against the likes of Aizen and his Espada. Not anymore.

The deaths of Vice Captains Shiatake and Acelin and of Captain Renji were the hardest to bear. Their squads were still in mourning as their remaining officers tried to pick up the pieces.

Of course, these were just observations. Ogodei did not concern himself with these occurrences. He knew all too well that a rout such as this was an opportunity to regroup and reassess, and only a single battle in the midst of a much bigger war.

No, what irked him was the state of the 12th Squad Lab.

Though the fires had finally been extinguished, the damage had been done. More than a third of the lab was a charred mess, and lower ranking members of the squad dug through the blackened wreckage searching for salvageable materials. The Garganta generators were both in disrepair, one little more than a heap of sparking metal while the other leaked strange fluids. They pooled on the floor beneath it, and everyone kept a wide berth.

And then there was the raving lunatic strutting about the place, barking orders to no one in particular.

Ogodei wasn’t sure if Hideaki had completely lost it, or if this was just another bad day. He certainly seemed unhappy, perhaps the result of having come to the dismal realization that Aizen remains several steps ahead of him. Normally, that would mean a day of scattered tasks, touchy reprimands, and a generally hostile work environment. He appeared to be taking it a step further this time, knocking over glassware on nearby tables, shouting at everyone and no one, and do it all while pacing aimlessly in random patterns across the room. Ogodei had kept his distance, attempting to remain out of the line of fire.

Hideaki: …and now, they want a damn captain’s meeting. A meeting! What’s there to discuss? Nothing! They could just leave us to our work, but no, they would rather waste my time…

Ogodei had no idea what “work” he was talking about. In a place such as this where the term was used more in the abstract and ethereal sense, it hardly had any meaning on a normal day. Today, it would be generous to replace “work” with “salvage.” Hideaki’s ramblings and ravings were the antithetical to any measure of progress.

Hideaki: …and you!

He pointed directly at the vice captain. Ogodei groaned.

Hideaki: You’ve done nothing of worth at all. How can I expect you to lead the lab in my absence? How do you expect to keep all of this-

He punctuated his statement with a dramatic gesture, waving his arm across the right side of the lab. That was where the fire had hit the hardest, hardly the quintessential example of perfection that Hideaki seemed to be searching for.

Hideaki: -in working order? Perhaps those fires should have consumed you with them, maybe it would have slowed them down!

Ogodei sought to hold silence. Much as he made a point of understanding the world around him to its minutest detail, he found that his participation in discussions tended not to improve the situation.

Ogodei: Fuck off.

Hideaki recoiled, the two words a slap to the face. He had grown used to Ogodei in many ways, but it was still unseemly and, even for Ogodei, rare to speak to a superior in such a way.

Hideaki: For that, I’ll have you running ragged through the lab for weeks! I won’t allow sleep or rest, I won’t-

Ogodei stopped listening, instead just gazing at his superior nonchalantly. He shouldn’t have opened his mouth, but he couldn’t help himself. In the thick of battle, all he’d been told to do was get the Captain Commander to safety. He couldn’t help but feel shafted by playing such a meager role, and his frustrations were just made unbearable by Hideaki’s grating attitude.

Eventually, the captain stopped shouting at him, storming out of the lab and heading for the captain’s meeting. He had probably cursed him several more times, promising even more impossible punishments. Perhaps he’d remember to institute some of them, but they wouldn’t last. They never did. Ogodei scanned the room, most of the faces of the other soul reapers filled with resignation as they went about their tasks, hardly noticing the tirade of their captain. In truth, even without Ogodei’s involvement, they would likely get more done in Hideaki’s absence. He couldn’t say what his task should be in all this, so he hopped up from his seat and strode out in the direction Hideaki took. Might as well go find a vice captain or two, spend some time among individuals he respected.

Takuma strode the halls of the Seireitei. He should have been laid up in bed for days, or even dead. Terrorista’s explosion had been intensely powerful, far too strong for him to defend against, even if he had used the steel flames of his bankai as protection. It should have been impossible to escape as well. It was strange, but at the moment when his and Kirodzuki’s doom had seemed most imminent, the blast had seemed to… slow down. He couldn’t say what was happening, only that he felt a tremendous energy wash over him. He’d used the extra time to escape the blast with Kirodzuki, though burns still covered his arms as a result of its sudden re-acceleration.

They were alive.

Kirodzuki had used his newfound lease on life to go patrolling for someone to keep him company on the training grounds. The man could hardly be bothered to take the time required to fix his shoulder, let alone wait for it to fully heal. Takuma had been more patient, allowing more healing time so that he didn’t wince every time he moved. Now, though, he didn’t have time to wait. Takuma had received his summons to the meeting, but rather than head right over, he had decided to pursue this first.

As he approached the 7th Squad barracks, he couldn’t help but notice the distraught looks on the faces of the soul reapers he passed. He had been fully briefed as to what happened in his absence, so he knew that there was uncertainty in those eyes, and a fear they could ill afford. Hence, he kept a winning smile on his face, flashing it and nodding to those who passed him. Most of them responded weakly with bows or a wavering smile of their own. It would have to be enough for now.

Inazuma greeted him at the entryway, his usual sunglasses adorning his stern visage. He had seen a lot over the years, even watched his captain fall in combat. Even with all of that, his captain’s mood was hitting him hard, and Takuma could see cracks around the edges of that hard veneer. He even abstained from his drink of choice, sake.

Inazuma: Captain Takuma, I apologize, but Captain Komamura isn’t taking any visitors at the moment. He is preparing to go to the meeting.

Takuma: The fact that he’s still here is reason enough for me to go see him.

Inazuma still seemed reticent, though eventually he stepped aside. Sajin was taking his time with leaving for the meeting, and Takuma knew the reason.

He found Sajin within the training grounds of his barracks, hammering away at a reishi-infused dummy with a practice sword. The dummy itself had taken a beating with indents covering its exterior from where he’d pounded it hard enough to cause damage. If that had been a normal sword, the dummy would have been lying in pieces on the floor. To his astonishment, Takuma noticed that several other dummies were in pieces, littering the floor nearby. Had he done that with a practice sword?

Sajin himself was drenched in sweat and groaning with each strike. Several of the cuts on his body had reopened, turning the bandages that covered them completely crimson. Some were dripping blood to the floor, covering the boards beneath his feet with a pinkish haze.

Sajin: I told Inazuma *huff**groan* no visitors!

Takuma: Well, you’ll have me, Captain Komamura.

In a roar of frustration, he brought the blade down into the side of the dummy, and the whole thing cracked in half, toppling to the ground in jagged pieces. The practice sword in his hands cracked as well, the force of the blow leaving half of it barely hanging on by a strip of wood. He didn’t bother to mop his brow, merely turning snarling at Takuma through reddened eyes. How long had he been at this? Had he even slept since their return?

Sajin: Say what you came here to say and then leave. We have a meeting to attend.

Takuma smiled: Yes, and I can see how devoted to its attendance you are. How long were you planning on whacking that thing?

Sajin glared at him: Don’t waste words.

Takuma’s expression flattened: Remember when I was still in the Academy? You came into my class and told us about your confrontation with Aizen and the Espada all of those years ago. You didn’t mince words, giving us a play by play of what you saw and experienced, even your own failures.

At this point, Takuma took a step towards the taller man. He was not used to being the smallest one in the room, but Sajin towered over everyone.

Takuma: The greatest failure you mentioned was the death of your former friend, former Captain Tousen. Even then, there were tears in your eyes as you spoke of it.

Another step.

Takuma: I had wondered, then, how a man could suffer such pain and still keep going, still push himself every day and be a paragon to his squad and to Soul Society as a whole.

Another.

Takuma: You took it as a lesson, an opportunity to grow. I couldn’t help but think how ridiculous that was. The idea that I couldn’t always trust in my strength to save me, that I should accept defeat as a teacher was appalling to me.

A fourth step.

Takuma: You were defeated again, weren’t you? What lessons did you learn this time?

Sajin looked away: I lost to an Espada in a failing of strength. Without Demandred’s help, I wouldn’t be standing here.

A fifth step.

Sajin: It taught me that I have failed in my own learning. I was not strong enough back then, and I am not now.

He dropped the practice blade at his side, a dejected look on his face.

Sajin: How can I live with that fact, knowing that those terrible lessons of the past left me wanting? How much more agony do I have to endure before I have the power I need?

He sank down to his knees on the ground, his captain’s cloak soaking into the puddle beneath him. The pinkish hue that spread up the white fabric almost made it seem as though the cloak suffered with him.

Takuma closed the remaining distance, helping him back to his feet. Sajin was slow to rise, showcasing a fragility that Takuma had never seen in the elder captain.

Takuma: Enduring the pain of failure once is more than most can bear. Isn’t it strength enough to have the will to face it again?

Sajin snapped: And what do you know of failure? When have you failed so spectacularly?

Takuma: My eyes and ears remember it well enough.

Sajin turned to look at him, surprise showing in his face. Of course he didn’t know.

Takuma: My light and sound were taken from me in the moment of my greatest weakness. On that day, I was forced to experience the death of my comrades as well, and I don’t have to rely on memory to bring the pain back. I feel it every time I rest.

Sajin looked pained. It was a difficult thing to tell others – it made them see him as a charity case, something he despised. It was weakness that robbed him of two of his senses, he would not let it rob him of his newfound strength.

Takuma: Failure is more painful than any injury. The blinding pain I feel every morning would be worth it if the soul reapers that were killed alongside me had survived. Their names are carved into my very being, as I’m certain so many are for you.

Takuma placed a hand on the bigger man’s shoulder.

Takuma: You won’t honor them by pushing yourself to the brink of exhaustion. Prove your worth in the next fight, prove your strength against an opponent that matters. Beating a reishi dummy to death will do you no favors. You're alive, that's enough of a victory to keep moving. Now are you coming with me to the meeting or not?

Sajin didn’t respond. Takuma sighed, turning to leave.

Sajin: Just let me change. I can’t face them like this.

Takuma smiled.

[The Easter Egg Hunt] Parody 1

Bp: Hey, fuckers! Its time for the Easter egg hunt... Come on, get up!!!!

Whiteflame: Meh, too early, go away...

Kevy: Easter eggs??!!!

Frost: I told you I don't celebrate Easter. Go away!

Gaia: *Still sleeping* ZZZZZZZZZZ

Bp: Come on you lazy bastards! The Shinigami will be here soon.

Whiteflame: Shinigami?

Bp: Of course! Who else?

Whiteflame: Why do the Shinigami want to have an Easter egg hunt?

Bp: I don't know... Who cares?

Kevy: I want to go!!!

Bp: Okay, Kevy, at least one of you is enthusiastic!

Kevy: Thanks.

Whiteflame: Fine, I'll go. But, I better not get beaten up by those rotten Shinigami... Besides, I think Acelin is still after a fight.

Frost: Count me out!

Gaia: ZZZZZZZZZ

(Shinigami arrive suddenly! Kogase, Momo, Shunsui, Isane, and several others among them)

Kogase: Are you ready?

Momo: They don't look ready...

Hideaki: Maybe I should send them through on of my wonderous inventions, the Garganta...

Takuma: Maybe you should stop talking about crap no-one cares about, buddy.

Hideaki: Well, maybe if everyone took more of an interest...

Renee: But, no-one cares, so that's not gonna happen.

Isane: Can we just get on with the Easter egg hunt?

Hanataro nods his head too: Yeah, I'm hungry. CHOCOLATE!!!

Rin: OH MY GOSH, I LOVE CHOCOLATE!

*And so the Easter egg hunt begins...*

That was fun to read BP, I think you nailed whiteflame.

Whiteflame: Happy Passover everyone!

Ogodei: What shit are you yapping about?

Renee: If I recall, it’s some sort of Jewish holiday.

Takuma: Well, unless it includes some magic ability for Jews to fly, I don’t care.

Hideaki: Well, I do! Tell me about it, or I’ll make you wish you had!

Whiteflame: Oooook. So it’s a holiday commemorating the Jew’s escape from Egypt-

Takuma: Boooooring!

Demandred: Let the man talk.

Whiteflame: …It involves the angry pharaoh of Egypt enslaving the Jewish people-

Hideaki: Ooh, now that’s interesting! Tell me, what did their taskmasters use to keep them working? I’m just having the hardest time with my subordinates.

Whiteflame: …I don’t think that’s the main take away from this story.

Takuma: It seems the main take away is boredom!

Renee bonked him on the head. Takuma growled at her angrily, rubbing the spot.

Whiteflame: To continue… the Jews freed themselves from bondage as a result of calling down the 10 plagues-

Takuma: What? Plagues? Like what?

Whiteflame: Well, people got boils all over their bodies, hail rained down from the skies, dangerous wild animals roamed the streets, locusts swarmed in-

Takuma: Now this is getting interesting!

Whiteflame: And the death of the first born son of every Egyptian family of course.

Renee: …

Takuma: OP! OP!

Hideaki: And how did they manage this? I’d really like to get the specs on this killing thing down. Usually, there are so many variables…

Demandred: So that’s how they freed themselves, by killing the children of your enemies? Seems excessive, don’t you think?

Whiteflame: Well, the pharaohs had enslaved us for a very long time, beating us into submission so that we could build giant tombs for them.

Hideaki: *taking notes* I see. And what forms of coercion did he use? Were there whips involved?

Whiteflame: *ignores the comment* Anyway, we escaped Egypt by crossing the Red Sea.

Takuma: Powerful swimmers, eh?

Whiteflame: No, it was parted for us.

Takuma: …Really? Couldn’t be bothered to get a little wet?

Whiteflame: …and then we spent 40 years wandering the deserts in search of-

Renee: Wait, wait, so you escaped the evil pharaoh who enslaved you, but at the very least provided you with food and water, only to spend the next 40 YEARS wandering the desert? How did you survive?

Whiteflame: *mumbles something about a rock spewing out water and manna*

Hideaki: Alright, I think I’ve garnered as much as I can from this conversation. I’ll have to implement some changes…

Takuma: *slow claps* and you say OUR world is impossible. 10 magical plagues, parting an entire sea, and surviving in the desert for 40 years? Yeah, totally reasonable. I’m going to go back to the Easter party with their magical chocolate egg-laying bunny. Later!

Demandred: *mutters under his breath* waste of time…

Renee: Well, I thought it was a very interesting story. You say a whole religion was built off of these tales?

Whiteflame: Jews have been known to be pretty good at bullshit.

Renee smirked: Indeed.

Whiteflame: And do you have anything to say Ogodei?

Ogodei: *snores softly in the corner*

Whiteflame: Great. Wonderful. I’m out of here.

And I agree, you did portray me well.

LOL funny whiteflame XD

OHHHHH YEEESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!! Life sucks, and in a few weeks I'll have to send my laptop away to get the screen fixed (stupid thing cracked on the left edge), so that'll be a particularly shite time for it to have to happen... Thankfully I can use another laptop eh. By the way, Whiteflame, I enjoyed that XD. A look from the Whiteflame Side of Life. :)

Oh yeah, I also forgot to mention several things... I have asked Whiteflame to collaborate with the other 'Knights' so you guys can decide a good time for you to establish the Knights in Soul Society and get things 'rolling', if you get my meaning. I will also post one last explaining several other things, probably tomorrow.

[Raijin: The Tale Of The Rogue Shinigami]

(-Raijin's memories, many years ago-)

The weather is cold, wet and miserable and the clouds are so thick and grey, that even foggy, mist-like cloud has begun to shroud the Rukon, dulling the view and sending the inhabitants into a trance-like, state of boredom and mediocrity. A young boy, who looks about nine or ten, sits on the street, dripping with water and looking even more miserable than the inhabitants of the Rukon, or the weather that was dropping rain on them. Flashes of lightning sparked fiercely above the boy and he started, flinching in terror, before he realised it didn't matter.

-Why is there no-one to care for me? To love me? Why am I so alone?-

The boy shuffled to his feet and wandered in search of a dry, sheltered spot, where he could lie back and sleep without raindrops splashing on his face consistently. It was harder than it looked, however, as the rain was heavy and it seemed like there were few places that were very well-sheltered.

-I don't like this. Why don't I have somewhere to go, like everyone else? Damn Shinigami, live in dry, rich lifestyles, without any thought to people like me who suffer every day!-

He wandered on, his legs feeling the cold and his hair sopping wet, dripping, the amount that he thought would constitute the size of a river, down his forehead and onto his already-wet, ragged robes. A tear slipped out from his half-closed eyes, as he thought of painful things, where his mum and dad were and why they weren't there with him, in this nightmare world he called Hell.

-Why aren't my parents here? What happened to them after I died?-

Finally the boy found a slightly spot, which was underneath an extending roof, which had left enough dry ground for him to sit on and stay dry and somewhat more comfortable. He stayed there for a while, warming up slightly and the sopping wet feeling went away, to be replaced by a damp, horrible feeling.

-I'm cold and wet, and I want to go home!-

(-Raijin, The Day of His Death-)

'The white light, its so bright, I thought I was going to heaven... Instead I ended up back here, in this dump. What did I do wrong?'

A Shinigami appears suddenly, his Zanpakuto already unsheathed.

'You have to be purified... Allow me.'

Raijin watched fearfully, but unwilling to seem afraid, and he was subjected to a bright, blue light, then he disappeared and woke up in a completely different place, a place he began to call Hell.

(-Raijin, Meets Ajisukita, the Zanpakuto-)

He looked at the sword, picked it up and wondered why it had been left there. He had only been in this world, for what seemed like several days, weeks at the most and he was unsure why there was a sword just lying in the middle of the forest he had originally found himself in. He had built a hut in the forest, but was scared from all the noises he constantly heard at night. When he found the sword, he realised that was all history and trained himself to become stronger, by doing sit-ups, press-ups and pull-ups for several hours of each of his days. He also began to re-teach himself the aikido he had been learning on Earth (at this point he wasn't really sure what the Soul Society actually was).

-What is this place and why am I here?-

He raised the sword, noticing that it was not as heavy as he had originally thought, though he was still unsure of whether he should touching the sharp blade or not.

-(Who are you?)-

The boy jumped, a voice had said something inside his head, was he going crazy or something.

-What is this? Am I going crazy?-

-(You aren't crazy, I am the Zanpakuto you are holding-)

'What is a Zanpakuto?'

However the voice didn't speak again and eventually Raijin forgot about the voice and focused on his aikido.

(-A Day to Remember-)

Raijin looked up, wondering where he was, when he realised he was in a completely different place than Kyoto city.

-I want my parents!!!!-

His eyes leaked tears and he cried himself to sleep, since he was too upset and frightened to move.

-I'm scared, Bro, why aren't you here to take care of me?-

[History of Toku: The 4th squad klutz]


(The end: Toku's death.)

"Daddy!!"
"No! Stay back!" Toku Mujaki, a small 13 year old boy stared at the fighting going on around him, all the while keeping his arm safely around the flailing girl desperate to find her father. Toku's white skin was in stark contrast to the dark skinned folk around him who seemed to be firing every weapon imaginable. Toku's eyes rapidly scanned the scenery for the girls father. After several minutes of searching, he found him. "Hurry go now!" Toku said. Starting to follow the girl.

Then everything went black.

Toku woke up to silence. He quickly noticed that he was different than before. He now had a strange chain attached to his chest, maybe 10 links long. He heard something and quickly turned to see somebody strange standing beside him. The stranger didn't even say anything before he drew his sword and roughly hit Toku in the forehead with the hilt.


(The Kusajishi district and Nekokaburi.)

Toku woke up once again to find that the weird chain was missing. Toku looked around to find that he was not in the desert anymore. Instead he appeared to be in the outskirts of a forest.

Toku frowned. The smartest thing to do would be to go into the town and ask where he was. It was at that moment when Toku noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He turned to see what it was and saw a medium sized sword, just small enough to fit him. Toku picked it up and looked at it.

(You gonna stare at me all day long or are ya gonna go and get my sheath too?)

Toku jumped at the voice, looking around and not seeing anyone. He looked back at the sword.

(That's it, Think little puppy.)

"I am not a puppy! My name is Toku Mujaki! Who are you?"

(Why should I tell you huh? You're just a kid.)

Toku frowned and looked around. He soon found the sheath and placed the sword inside.

(Good now put me down and go away!)

"Nope, I'm keeping the sword."

(Ha! As if someone like you is worthy of being my shinigami!)

"Shinigami? What's that?"

(Figure it out.)

After that the sword fell quiet and no matter how many times Toku called it, it didn't answer.


(10 Years Later)


Toku Yawned as he finished his morning exercises and looked over at the sword that was in the corner of his house in the Kusajishi district. Well he called it a house. It was more of a little hut. He walker over and clasped the sword to his hip. It had been ten years since he found it and it hasn't said a word since.


Toku sat on a large stone in the middle of the forest beside the Kusajishi district. He placed the sword on his lap.

"Hey you! I've decided to become a shinigami!"

(Good, if i'm going to be stuck with you, you might as well have power I can use)

"I figured you might say that. Now it's time you told me your name! I'm your shinigami and your my zanpakuto! And if you want your shinigami to be powerful, then tell me your name!"

The sword remained silent for a full minute before speaking up.

(pshh! My name is Nekokaburi)

'Inside Nekokaburi's head'

(Dumbass! I've been saying my name nonstop for the past ten years.)

Awesome history, Wantadog, I think that was very nicely written and informative. Good job! XD

This is my First Rp, I hope it was well written enough, enjoy xD
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[Makoto Kiyoshi : The Innocent Shinigami]

(-The Narrow Escape To Soul Society-)

Kiyoshi is headed home from school, and then rain started to pour down on him, the weather was rather warm and he was getting soaked.

Kiyoshi “Aww man, why now?’

He begins running towards his parents house at full speed, the winds picked up and was slightly pushing against him. He glanced across the street and he saw in the distance what looked like a blurred entity, he could not see it directly, but as he was watching closer he saw that it was constantly moving, this entity was huge and appeared to have wings. This is not the first time he’s seen burry entities, as he is staring at the entity, another one stands before him, this one with a more human form. This one is a shinigami, though Kiyoshi can’t directly see either of these beings.

Shinigami “Can you see us? Get moving boy, it’s dangerous here!”

Though of course, Kiyoshi hears nothing and stands there staring at the beings, the huge entity started flying in the direction of both him and the Shinigami. It began to scare him when the huge transparent being tore into a huge bulding with it’s stinger, knowing now that these beings are dangerous, he begins to run in the opposite direction.

Shinigami “Darn kid, Don’t run! It will only draw it’s attention!

Still unable to hear him, Kiyoshi keeps on running while looking back to see the giant being chasing him. The being following him is a huge Hornet-Like Hollow, the Shinigami at this time is running as fast as he can, he jumps in front of Kiyoshi and swings his Zanpakuto and manages to chop one of the hornets legs off. Meanwhile Kiyoshi is still running while watching from behind and runs right into a street light, after he falls to the ground he sees that the Hollow has apperantly stabbed the Shinigami with it’s stinger.

Kiyoshi “What’s going on!?”

Kiyoshi gets up and manages to start running again, gaining the Hollows attention again.

Shinigami while coughing up blood “Blasted kid…, he’s going to get himself killed, I have to do something….”

But in the next instant the Shinigami faints, and the Hollow is homing in on Kiyoshi. Kiyoshi begins to yell in terror, next thing he knew he felt the sensation of being stabbed in the stomache, the speed of this stab happened so fast that it pushed his Spirit out of his mortal body, He is now able to see the Hollow and the Shinigami across the street.

Kiyoshi’s thoughts “(What is this thing!? Why am I over here and over there at the same time!?)”

The Hollow begins to lower itself to devour Kiyoshi , but at that second, the Shinigami woke up, and immediately jumped in their direction.

Shinigami "Oh no you don't you winged Demon, hang on boy, this'll be real quick!"

Just a second before the Hornet-Like Hollow would devour Kiyoshi, the Shinigami jumps and preformed a swift Konsō to save him from the horrible fate of being devoured. Everything at this point goes white.
(-The Afterlife and the Falcon-)
After the Konsō was performed on him, Kiyoshi finds himself in the Inuzuri district. He looks around and it looks as if he fell from the sky.

Kiyoshi “What the?”

He examines the new unfamiliar area that he is now in and feels completely lost.

Kiyoshi “Where am I, What is this place?”

Another Shinigami wondering around the area spots the panicking Kiyoshi and places his hand on his shoulder.

Shinigami “You are in the Inuzuri district, one of the 320 districts in Rukongai.”

The Shinigami looks at the ground next to Kiyoshi, he spots his Zanpakuto lying there on the ground, he begins to look at Kiyoshi again with a little grin and chuckles.

Kiyoshi “What’s so funny?”

Shinigami “You don’t really LOOK like a fighter to me.”

Kiyoshi “What are you talking about?”

He points to the Zanpakuto lying on the ground next to Kiyoshi. Kiyoshi then begins to stare at it and ponders at it, he begins thinking things like (Is this mine, How did it get here, Why is it with me).

Shinigami “That there, is your Zanpakuto, It was born you existed, in fact, it has always been with you.”

Kiyoshi “Zan…pakuto?”

Shinigami “You have quite a impressive spiritual pressure for someone who just passed on, you might make a great Shinigami yourself one day.

He explains what the Shinigami’s are, what they do, and how to become one. He also tells him that his name is Hashida, Hashida and Kiyoshi talked for a little while and talking about Kiyoshi’s future plans, he convinces Kiyoshi into becoming a Shinigami.

Hashida “Farewell Kiyoshi, you show great promise, You should go to the Shinōreijutsuin Academy sometime.
After a few hours passed, Kiyoshi decided to rest his eyes, and after 5 minutes, he begins hearing his name being called.

Voice “Kiyoshi…..Kiyoshi….

He begins looking around and there is no one around, he hears the voice a few more times and then decides to answer.

Kiyoshi “Who’s there?”

Voice “You can hear me, that’s a good sign. I’ve been waiting so long for you Kiyoshi….”

Kiyoshi “You were waiting for me? Who are you, where are you?”

Voice “I am your Zanpakuto. My name is Sukai no hogo-sha ”

Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes at his Zanpakuto and starred at it for a moment, he was trying to cope with the fact that a Sword just spoke to him, it took him only a moment but then he took it in pretty nicely.

Kiyoshi “It’s a pleasure to meet you Sukai no hogo-sha.”

Sukai no hogo-sha “you heard my name, that is good Kiyoshi, not everyone can hear the name of their Zanpakuto right off, you do indeed like Hashida said, "Show great promise".”

Kiyoshi spent at least 2 years in the academy before he got recruited, he was recruited by Captain Takuma of Squad 11 because of his powerful direct Combat type Zanpakuto.
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Heh, that was really good for a first time, Fazoodle... I'd be proud of that, if I were you XD. Interesting history as well.

Dead, mummified corpses littered the ground. Pathetic creatures that begged for survival even after disallowing Odin and Anubis to pass. Well, some of them died bravely, but that didn't make it any less painful.

The black fires Anubis had set weren't planning on dying any time soon. Though he couldn't see exactly what Odin had done with his half of the party, he knew it would have been equally gruesome. Turning on his heel, he began to follow Odin once more. Secretly, Anubis respected his fellow Death God. Remorseless, cold, and cruel. Yes, this was a being to be both respected and feared. Shouts and the sound of swords leaving their sheathes filled the corridors of Soul Society's maze-like structure, and soon the two Gods were greeted by yet another group of Shinigami.

Shinigami: Stop, Ryoka! By order...

The man's blade clattered to the ground as he froze in fear. His hands began trembling as he gazed on at the massacre.

Shinigami: I... I...

Odin stepped up before Anubis could react, quickly flashing in front of the shivering Shinigami and grabbing the man's throat. His eyes met with the remorseless eyes of Odin, and the God growled his words.

Odin: You're not going anywhere.

A blood curdling scream filled the air, followed by the doomed shouts of the other Shinigami.

[End]

[The Two Gods of Death! The Revelation of Evil]

Odin let go of the Shinigami's throat and relaxed his hold on the front of the man's robe. 'Where are your cowardly Captains? I want to see your Captain-Commander, we have some information for him...'

'W-who are y-you?' the man managed out of his constricted and sore throat.

'You don't know... I am the true God of Death, of Nordic mythology, Odin, father of Thor... I share the same specialty as my friend over there...' (motions to Anubis, who is currently throwing Shinigami left, right and center) 'If your Captain-Commander doesn't come out here, I'll tell Anubis to dispose of all of your friends and that will certainly get your Captain-Commander's attention.'

Suddenly, a larger reiatsu appeared, that of a Captain, then it was bolstered as the other Captains appeared. 'Whoever you are, Ryoka, we will crush you! You have gained the attention of the Captains of the Gotei 13...'

Odin simply stared at them. 'Anubis! Show these fools who they are really dealing with...'

Anubis nodded, not bothering to speak his obvious thoughts and sentiments. 'Kuromira!' Several large, black bandages formed from his power and began to stretch out, swiftly, and started to chase the Captains. Most of the Captains dodged, though the man with the wolf's head was a bit too slow (he stiil had bandages on) and one of the black bandages wrapped around him, and began to squeeze the life out of him.

'Stop this nonsense at once!' Suddenly a man, with long, silver hair and a raised Zanpakuto appeared. There was a dense, blue aura around him and he seemed furious. Suddenly, he chopped through the black bandages, releasing Sajin from his captivity.

'Go back to Squad Four, Sajin, you have too many injuries to fight...'

'But, sir!'

'No buts, Komamura, that is an order! GO NOW!'

Then the man, obviously their Captain-Commander, turned to face Anubis. 'Who are you and what are you doing in the Soul Society...?'

Odin spoke up. 'We are here to deliver a message...'

'From who?!'

'From the God of Thunder, Ajisukitakahikone, he wants you to know that we have Raijin and we aren't returning him. Also, if you try to interfere with our plans, we will crush you!'

Toshiro paled. 'You have Raijin?! You bastards, I knew something was going on... Then you must be... Odin, the God of Death?'

'That's right.'

Toshiro dropped to his knees, a look of weakness and disbelief echoed in his eyes. 'Th-this can't be!'

'Remember my words, Shinigami Commander...'

Quickly as they came, Odin and Anubis suddenly diappeared, leaving behind a pathetic Toshiro and nine shocked Shinigami Captains.

This always seem to be one post behind what it actually is, for crying out loud, why can't our posts just show up normally GRRRRR!!!!!

[Before the meeting! A healers touch!]


Toku: "Will you sit still already! It's hard enough to look at the wound without you shifting around like a maniac."

Toku and Komamura were at the squad 4 barracks. Toku was treating his wound before the captains meeting that would soon be taking place.

Komamura: "Grr, fine!" He said sitting still.

Toku: "That's better." He leaned in close and looked at the wound. "Hmm, even though it was only there for a short time, it seems to have absorbed quite alot of energy from you Sajin."

Komamura glared at Toku. He knew this one well enough. He had once gotten lost on his way to his squad and walked straight into a captains meeting. Of course, instead of leaving he went in and introduced himself to all the captains. Since then he hasn't called anyone but Captain Kotetsu by their rank.

Komamura: "If we're so pressed for time, wouldn't it be better to have a higher ranking officer perform the healing?"

Toku shook his head. "That would take even longer." Toku then shut his eyes and seemed to be concentrating very hard.

"You look confused captain." came the voice of captain Kotetsu as she approached the bed. "You see, Toku here is a master of kido. But he's especially skilled at combining kido's to suit any injury. Which means that when we come across a new type of attack that we've never seen before, Toku is the one to handle it."

A full two minutes passed as Toku just sat there with his eyes closed and his hands partially outstretched. Then all of a sudden there was a surge of reiatsu and what appeared to be a white flame was suspended just above Toku's hand. Toku swiped two of his fingers through the flame and a white ointment stuck to his fingers. Toku started rubbing the ointment onto all of Komamura's wounds.

Komamura gasped. The moment the ointment touched his skin, all the pain from his wounds seemed to lessen. He looked down and saw that the ointment seemed to be glowing. He then looked at Toku and saw that sweat was pouring down his face and his breathing was labored.

Toku looked up and saw Komamura looking at him. "Don't worry, this one seems to require alot of energy to use, that's all."

Komamura: "What do you mean 'seems to'?"

Toku: "Well I've never actually tried this one before." Toku applied three more coats of the ointment before he had to stop. "Phew! That was tiring, anyway you should be done, just take it easy for a day or two."

Komamura: "Yeah right, take it easy." he said with a serious look on his face.

END!
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P.S. I will be posting my knights history in maybe 1-2 days.

Healing kido!

Name: Shiroi Hono No Nanko(White Flame Ointment)

Effect: This kido speeds up the healing of both the victims reiatsu and their physical wounds at the same time.

How to use: The user combines several differnt healing kido's to make this. The user holds his hands out and a white flame appears in their hand. When the user swipes their fingers in this flame, their fingers come out with a white glowing ointment on them. After that the user applies it to the victims wounds and effects are immediate.

Downsides: Very difficult to use and costs alot of energy.

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[Bukimi Nikushimi: The Beautiful Shinigami]

(-The Hand Of Destiny-)

Bukimi is eating lunch at a fast food restaurant, while eating she turns her attention to her right where some people she knows from collage are standing, they are talking about random things and she hears a girl mention her name.

Bukimi “What are you two talking about?”

The girl that was talking to about her begins to give Bukimi a nasty glare. Most girls that have seen Bukimi don’t like her, because they are jealous of her beauty.

Girl # 1 “We’re talking about you, if you hadn’t noticed.”

Bukimi “Why are you talking about me?”

The girls begin to laugh and then they exchange looks with each other.

Girl # 2 “We were just saying what we didn’t like about you.”

Bukimi rolling her eyes “Oh great, more haters.”

Bukimi turns back around to finish off her soda and at that moment the girls begins making fun of her while her back was turned, she begins to bite her lip and throws down her burger and turns around.

Bukimi “What are your problems with me, what have I done to you!?”

Girl # 2 “We are tired of you and the way you act! You do nothing but bring people down when you walk by, it’s true for everyone!”

Girl # 1 “You walk around with such a boring look on your face, but you don’t want to hang out with us!”

Bukimi “I’m sorry if I don’t do things the way you two do, now please, get out of my face, and let me eat.”

Bukimi grabs her burger again and then Girl # 2 smacks it out of her hand, the ketchup from the burger lands all over Bukimi’s pants. She begins to bite her lip again, this time more furiously than before and turns around again.

Bukimi yells “Look what you’ve done you idiot! These were my favorite pants!”

Girl # 1 “Do you think we care? Come on Mel, let’s go.

Mel “Alright Suki!”

The girls leave the restaurant and Bukimi begins to wipe off her pants, she at this point is very annoyed. She gets up and leaves, then begins to head home. She then see’s a guy floating above her, he wears a black Kimono and carries what appears to be a katana. Mel and Suki thinking that she’s just staring into thin air begin to talk about her again. Then they approach her.

Mel “You just get weirder by the second, you know that?”

Bukimi looks at Mel then back at the strange figure.

Bukimi “Don’t you see him?”

Mel and Suki look where she is looking and see nothing there.

Suki “Oooh I do see him, he’s a hot guy!”

Bukimi “Not the guy on the bench, the guy up there! Look!”

Suki “There’s no guy up there Bukimi, you’re just crazy.”

Suki and Mel both start walking down the street while laughing at Bukimi. She starts to think that the man she sees in the air is a ghost, at that moment the guy looks serious and he begins to turn his attention to the west. This man is a Shinigami, he is the current protector of Karakura town and normally unseen by Humans.

Shinigami “I sense a Hollows spiritual pressure, he’s over there somewhere. Well, time’s wasting so, I’d better get a move on.”

He begins to start running to the west, Bukimi begins to follow him on foot. She followed him until she saw what he was chasing after. It looked like a huge Hornet, and she noticed the man was charging right at it with his blade.

Bukimi screaming “What are you crazy!?”

Bukimi’s yell caused the hornet to turn around, after it turned it noticed the Shinigami that came to slay him. The Shinigami now with a tiny frown turned to Bukimi.

Shinigami yelling “Thanks a lot you idiot, now I don’t have the element of surprise!”

Bukimi yelling “Well what am I suppose to do? If you haven’t noticed, you’re charging mindlessly into what appears to be a GIANT MUTATED HORNET!”

Shinigami yelling “Well if you haven’t noticed, this is my job you idiot, now go run home and play with your little baby dolls or something!”
They begin ranting back and forth to each other and ignore the Hollow, it begins to fly with towards the Shinigami with its stinger pointed at him.

Bukimi quickly yells “Behind you!”

The Hollow dove with its stinger exposed at the Shinigami, he narrowly dodges it and then chops off one of the Hollows legs. It begins to scream in anger because of what the Shinigami just did.

Shinigami yells “Hey, cute chick get out of here! This is no place for a woman!”

Bukimi “What’s with the sexist remark?”

Shinigami yells “Don’t reply to me, just go! Quickly, while it doesn’t see you! ”

Bukimi begins to walk away and then the Shinigami turns around to see the hollows face right in his.

Shinigami “Woah, ever hear about personal space?”

The Hollow roars in his face and tried to kick him with one of his remaining legs. The Shinigami dodged the attack again and like before countered with a chop to its leg. It roars in pain with two legs cut off.

Shinigami “Stay out of my face you ugly pest!”

Meanwhile Bukimi is walking down the street, oddly enough, she is not one bit creeped out by what has just happened. She heard what sounded like a building being tore into, the sound caused her to jump. She turns around and looks back to the scene where the Shinigami was fighting the Hollow to see him lying there on the ground, she turned her attention to the Hollow and sees it chasing someone she knew from High school.

Bukimi “Is that thing chasing Makoto Kiyoshi?”

She pays closer attention and sees that Kiyoshi has been ripped from his body, there is a big gaping hole through Kiyoshi’s chest.

Bukimi screams “Oh my god, he’s dead!”

She realized that his spirit was separated from his body, and then screamed, she sees two Kiyoshi’s, one being his body, and the other being his human spirit. Afterwards she watched as the Shinigami stamped the injured Kiyoshi on the head, and a split second later, she watched him as he turned into a butterfly and flew through a mysterious gate.

Shinigami “It’s just not your lucky day is it?”

The Hollow at this point is verry annoyed at the Shinigami for taking its prey. It flies high up into the sky and then points its stinger at him.

Shinigami “You actually think that diving from way up there is going to-“

The Hollow begins shooting stingers towards the Shinigami unexpectedly and he leaps out of harm’s way. He is dodging countless stingers at this point, these stingers are huge and explode on impact after they leave the Hollows body.

Shinigami’s thoughts “(If this keeps up, it’s going to destroy the street!)

Bukimi picks up a rather large rock and throws it at the Hollow. The rock hit the Hollow and immediately turned its attention to Bukimi. It now has a big bruise on its head. The Hollow head rams the Shinigami with such great force that it just about killed him.

Shinigami moaning “Why does it have to end like this…? It’s just a Hollow…”

Bukimi runs over to the Shinigami to try to help him, but at that time, the Hollow was looking down at her.
Hollow “You are the one, you are the reason why I’m here.”
A horrible feeling went up Bukimis spine as she turned her attention to the Hollow. It is looking down at her with its stinger pointing at her.

Bukimi screams “Did you just talk to me!?”

Hollow “I will devour you, and your Spiritual Pressure. That Spiritual Pressure of yours is outstanding!”

Bukimi picks up the wounded Shinigami’s blade and points it at the Hollow. The Hollow stops flying towards her and begins to laugh.

Hollow laughing “That blade is able to kill me, but it does not belong to you. I’m sure you don’t even know how to use it!”

Bukimi jumps up to the Hollow with the Shinigami’s blade and gets in its face and begins to swing the sword at it, the Hollow is surprised by this.

Bukimi “Try me.”

At last second before her strike, her Spiritual Pressure began to rise. She dealt great damage to the Hollows neck. Afterwards the Hollow kicked her fiercely with some of its remaining feet, and oddly enough, the Shinigami’s sword stabbed Bukimi’s chest.

Hollow laughing hard “Look at that, just LOOK at that. You were sloppy and got yourself stabbed by his sword! What a joke!”

At that moment, a Spiritual Explosion happened and Bukimi came out of her Body. She is now, a Substitute Shinigami. She examines herself to find she has her own Zanpakuto now and Black Kimono.

Bukimi “What’s going on? What is this!?”

Hollow while flying at Bukimi with great speed yelling “No.., that’s not POSSIBLE!”

Bukimi prepared herself for the Hollow attack, she held a stance and then her Spiritual Pressure began to rise again, she leaped forward and chopped his head off with a summersault strike.

Bukimi panting “I…, did it….

She looks over at the Shinigami and then approaches him. She places her hand on his chest and then checks his pulse.

Bukimi “He’s not…, breathing….

The begins to cry a little and then she hears someone land behind her. She turns her attention to the person that just landed behind her. It indeed was another Shinigami.

Bukimi “Is he your companion?”

Shinigami “I’m afraid so. But from what I can tell, he’s dead.”

Bukimi crying “I’m sorry, I wish I could have helped him better.”

Shinigami “Why is it I can sense some of his Spiritual Pressure in you?”

He thought for a moment and realized that his comrades power must have been transferred to Bukimi. Bukimi explained what happened to the Shinigami, and he told her to come with him to the Soul Society, mainly because her body was smashed and stabbed. Believe it or not, Bukimi’s Spiritual Pressure exceeds that of the Shinigami that was killed, so in that case they had her replace him. Bukimi now is a member of Squad 5.

(-Set, The Dark One-)

Two weeks after being taken into Squad 5 Bukimi began to hear a voice coming from her Zanpakuto. She asked some of the squad members about it and they told her it was the Spirit of her Zanpakuto. She sat alone in her room, concentrating, and after a little while she heard the voice again.

Voice “At last Bukimi, you can finaly hear my voice…”

Bukimi “Yes, I wanted to talk to you.”

Voice “It‘s about time, I’ve waited a very long time for you.”

Bukimi “What is your name?”

Voice “That’s the question I’ve waited forever to hear. My name is Konton no hakobi-te.”

Bukimi “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Konton no hakobi-te “Bukimi, I will lend you my power from now on, when you call upon my name. All I ask is one thing, don’t get yourself killed.”

Bukimi “Understood, thank you Konton.”

~End~
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­Whew that took a while to write, hope you guys like it!

[Mishiranu Rikuo's history]



(600 years ago)

"Come on now! You gotta put more effort if you ever hope to win!" Shinji Hirako, captain of squad 5 and his 5th seat member Mishiranu Rikuo, were in a secret underground training area working to help Mishiranu attain bankai. They had been fighting almost nonstop for the past 3 hours and Mishiranu was at her limit.

Shinji grinned, "Well if you're not going to attack, then I guess I will!" Shinji quickly shunpo'd behind Mishiranu and slashed down at her neck. Mishiranu barely was able to deflect the blast before Shinji continued with another series of blows which Mishiranu blocked with difficulty. Mishiranu jumped backwards, no longer having the energy to shunpo. Shinji smiled and pressed the attack. Mishiranu growled as she tried to defend. (in her head) "Darn it! does this guy ever get tired?" Mishiranu blocked a stab from Shinji and retaliated with one of her own only to have it easily batted away. Mishiranu growled, not once since the fight started did Shinji stop with that ridiculous smile, and it was really starting to piss her off. Shinji's smile widened as he began a long series of strikes, forcing her towards the wall. (In Shinji's head) "That's odd. Her blows are actually getting stronger." Shinji looked at Mishiranu and focused, for a moment nothing until..."Whoa! How could I have not noticed before." Mishiranu's spiritual pressure had nearly tripled, and was increasing with each blow. Shinji's grin was replaced by a stressed expression as he increased the force of his blows. Mishiranu's eyes widened as she felt her back slam against the wall. Shinji slashed with all his might at her neck. Mishiranu barely blocked the blow. Mishiranu fought to push the blade away as it inched closer to her head. Mishiranu's arm failed and the blade jumped forward until it was just barely touching the bridge of her nose. Suddenly Mishiranu noticed that she seemed to have alot more strength left, and she used it all to push Shinji's sword away until her arm was half extended. Then with all her remaining strength, Mishiranu grabbed her blade with both hands and slashed as hard as she could, causing what appeared to be an explosion of reiatsu.

Shinji landed on his face several yards away. He got up with a groan.

Shinji: "Whoa...That was unexpected, man I think she broke something" he said gingerly touching his nose. "No, i'm fine. It's o-"
*CRACK*
Shinji fell backwards. "Oh god dammit! She broke my nose!"

Shinji looked at Mishiranu as the spiritual pressure faded. She looked the exact same as when her sword was sealed. But Shinji new better, her spiritual pressure was 5 times what it was and she hadn't even trained it yet. A few seconds later her bankai faded and she collapsed. "Well maybe I did go a little hard on her." Shinji remarked in a nasally voice.



(Several weeks later)

Shinji: "Mishiranu! Come here."

Mishiranu: "Yes sir!" Mishiranu went over to her captain. "What is it sir?"

Shinji looked at her and said, "I'm loaning you to squad 11 for a mission."

Mishiranu's eyes narrowed. "And does this mission have anything to do with cleaning toilets?"

Shinji: "No why?"

Mishiranu: "Oh ok, I thought you were holding a grudge after I broke your nose that time in training."

Shinji: "You got a lucky shot in that's all."

Mishiranu: "That 'lucky shot' snapped the bridge of your nose into several pieces."

Shinji: "Do you wanna clean toilets?"

Mishiranu: "Sir what mission, sir!"

Shinji: "I thought so, go to squad 11, they'll explain on the way."



(during the battle)

Mishiranu: "Damn it! It's been over an hour, where the hell is our backup!"

Squad 11 member: "They should be on their way, but why is a adjuchas here?"

Mishiranu: "I don't know but those fools had better hurry up! Have you gotten the wounded out of here?"

Squad 11 member: "Yes sir, we evacuated all the injured."

Mishiranu stared at the laughing hollow. "That filth dares to laugh at me! Damn it if only I could use my bankai!"

Squad 11 member: "Um, why can't you?"

Mishiranu: "I'm not skilled enough yet. Even at full power I can only maintain bankai for maybe 30 seconds. But using bankai when i'm this drained and on top of that in a combat situation. Forget it!"

Squad 11 member: "Well there goes that id-" His eyes widened in horror as he trailed off. "Oh no!"

Mishiranu heard and looked at the adjuchas. She saw the adjuchas laughing like before except that now it had one of the squad 11 members in it's hand.

Mishiranu: "What the hell!" She shouted turning towards the stunned squad member. "I thought you said they were evacuated!"

Squad 11 member: "I did! He must have came back so he could fight."

Mishiranu: "You know, I really hate you squad 11 jerks! I guess i have no choice but to try my bankai."

Squad 11 member: "Will it work?"

Mishiranu: "Hell no! But I have to try anyway." Mishiranu concentrated on dredging up the last remaining bit of reiatsu she could find. A few moments passed until...
"Bankai!"

Mishiranu felt the familiar upsurge of power that came with her bankai. Except this time it was much much higher. Her spiritual pressure just kept climbing until it was well above that of a captain, Then it all exploded outward in one massive burst.

The squad 11 member gasped as the smoke cleared, revealing Mishiranu who now had stone snakes wrapped around her arms and legs and was wielding a trident that was as tall as she was.

Mishiranu looked at the adjuchas, or at least where the adjuchas used to be. Because the moment the smoke started clearing, the massive amount of spiritual pressure instantly killed both the adjuchas and the hollows that were with it. She snorted and allowed the spiritual pressure to fade, causing her to return to her normal form. The squad 11 member rushed to his comrade and looked at him closely before falling backwards with a gasp. Mishiranu gulped as she walked closer towards the two. The moment she saw the body she knew that he was dead.

Squad 11 member: "His body couldn't hold up to the reiatsu. That wasn't a bankai, it couldn't be! What exactly was that?"

Mishiranu: "I-I-I don't-I don't know." Mishiranu's hands started to shake as they began walking back to soul society.

(Inside Mishiranu's head): "What on earth was that? My bankai wasn't nearly that powerful before. It must have been something else." She thought for a few moments before deciding.

Mishiranu: "Hey, could you guys take him back? I have to finish something back there."

The squad 11 guys just nodded and continued walking.

(Inside Mishiranu's head): "I have to make sure nobody else get's hurt because of that. I have to leave soul society! And i can only come back when I've truly mastered it!"

End!
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(That took 4ever!!!!!!!!)
Her theme music↓↓

Odin sat, alone, watching the stars twinkle. In the God's Realm, stars were able to be seen, often twinkling and blinking, and, for some reason, Odin enjoyed the deep nothingness that space held within, the deep sense of emptiness, a feeling that he often felt. Odin was not devoid of emotions, he simply didn't ever display them - he was uninterested in what others might think about it and he couldn't be bothered placing his heart out on his shoulder.

-The question is, why am I here? Do I only exist to take lives, or is there some other reason I exist-

'Emotion is a feeling, a feeling that is displayed by certain cues and thoughts; emotion is a feeling of anger, or sadness, and also many others. Emotion shows another person that they are human and have feelings.'

That was it right there, the part about feelings belonging to humans. If that really was the case, then why did Gods like Shishira show emotion? Was it because they got close to humans or Shinigami, or was it something else? All he knew was that Shishira had shown an emotion when she tried to reason with them and save the life of the worthless Shinigami A-kone coveted.

Odin continued to ponder, unaware that he wasn't alone and that someone was watching him. At least, he was, but not for long.

'Odin...' Anubis spoke quietly, looking interested in why Odin was brooding by himself.

Odin turned. 'What are you doing here, I was watching the stars, alone...'

'Why do you always seek to be alone? You are God of Death, like myself, and I wonder what you are thinking sometimes. You go off and brood and never tell anyone what you are thinking... So, I'm curious as to what you always think about.'

'Why did Shishira show emotion? Emotions are silly, little things that are held only by humans and Shinigami, not Gods. And, for that matter, what is my real purpose, Anubis? Why am I here?'

Anubis sighed. 'I can't answer your questions... I don't know the answers to them and I won't bother guessing.'

Odin nodded, his facial expression staying the same as always. 'Fair enough, I wasn't expecting you to answer them, but you aksed what I was thinking about and that was it.'

-Anubis is just like me-

Jeez, where has everybody got to? XD

[Bp Finds His Zanpakuto! The Fight Against The Fool] Part One

Bp stood alone, watching a meteorite fall. It left a fiery trail as it burned out, then a loud explosion was heard in the distance.

'That was cool! That's the second one I've seen...'

His friend looks at him. 'When was the first time?'

'I was at school with my friend; we were at the park and we saw it descend, then heard the explosion... It was only a small one, though.'

'Oh... I don't remember that.'

'I didn't know you then... I can't believe you missed it, though...'

(An explosion is heard behind them)

Bp turned around. 'What the-?'

The Fool, again.

'I knew I'd find you here... Are you wondering why I'm still alive?'

'Yeah, didn't Raijin kill you?'

'Bp! What's going on, who are you talking to?'

-He can't see the Fool-

'Go, quickly! I'll stay here and meet you later...'

'What? Why?'

'Just do it!'

Bp looked up at the Fool, as his friend walked away. 'I won't let you hurt him!'

'Heh, I will kill him after I kill you. Now die!' The Fool swung his Zanpakuto at Bp. Bp dodged and began to run in the opposite direction from his friend. The Fool shunpoed in front of him and cut him in the chest. 'Its over...'

Suddenly a reiatsu began to form around Bp and it rose higher and higher... A Zanpakuto appeared in his hand, a long one, with a dark blue tsuba. Bp had turned into a Shinigami!

-To Be Continued-

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Darn it!!! I can't wait till this thing picks up! People need to log in....*le sad face*

Yes, I can't wait either... It should get very interesting once we all begin to start posting and such. XD